Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

On the high platform, Sovereign Qingyun and Qingxuan were at war with each other, and they were about to explode.

All the cultivators in the audience looked nervously at the two on the stage.

Some Righteous Daoists still have torment in their hearts, but they dare not go up to die in the end.The evil way doesn't care about Qingxuan's life or death, because Qingxuan is bound to die, and if he dies, he will die. But after Qingxuan's death, how will the situation develop?

Some monks felt bad and tried to sneak away, but they didn't expect to be blocked by an invisible barrier. They panicked and didn't dare to make trouble loudly. They didn't even care about the sound transmission skills. They whispered to the monks around them and spread the news, panicking. The atmosphere quickly spread with the buzzing and whispering.

Just at this time, two monks came from a distance, one of them was wearing black and the other was wearing white, walking with ease, who else was it but Bu Qingyun and Lou Jia?

A Daoist cultivator summoned up his courage and looked eager for revenge, and shouted to Qing Yun on the stage: "Sect Master Qingyun! The evil foot Qingyun has appeared, please open the barrier of the Daoist sect, and we are willing to serve the cultivation world!" Subdue the thief!"

With the leader, the rest of the orthodox monks also shouted petitions, and there was an uproar.

Sect Master Qingyun turned a deaf ear to it, and only pretended that the noise in the audience did not exist. She looked at Qingxuan, smiled, and softly shouted: "The Taoist sect rebelled against Qingxuan. This suzerain is thinking about the friendship of the same sect in the past, and let you go first. How can you fight?" Don’t dare to move? If you are timid to fight, you will be arrested quickly!”

Qingxuan was overjoyed when he heard Bu Qingyun appeared, but he was deeply ashamed for dragging his benefactor down. After being so agitated by Qingyun, he changed his previous impulsiveness and became calmer instead. , looked at Qing Yun coldly and said: "Bitch, I'm not even afraid of death, I'm afraid of you evil spirit? You talk nonsense, why don't you dare to make a move?"

Unexpectedly, Qing Xuan was not provoked, and Qing Yun gritted her teeth secretly.

Sect Master Qingyun wondered if Qingxuan had obtained some magic weapon from Bu Qingyun, and it would have capsized the gutter, so she was careful, and did not want to be the first to be controlled by others, but she was the most narrow-minded, how could she bear it if she was so run on by Qingxuan? , with a movement of his body, he immediately wrestled with Qing Xuan, and all his moves were killer moves.

Swords and swords on the stage, the orthodox cultivators in the audience were completely blown away, and their faces were very embarrassing, but the evil way didn't have the heart to laugh at them, because Bu Qingyun and Lou Jia got closer and closer.

If there is no one around, there should be a limit. On the stage, enemies are fighting, and it’s fine if you don’t have time to answer for a while, but Bu Qingyun and Lou Jia don’t pay attention to all the cultivators at all, so why don’t all the cultivators grit their teeth with hatred .

The two of them came side by side, although they didn't hold hands, their expressions were extremely intimate. Bu Qingyun, who was dressed in black monk clothes, turned his face sideways to Lou Jia, who was cold in white clothes, with a smile on his face!It's like coaxing people.

Those monks sent by Qingyun to Bu Qingyun, when they were about to approach the land of no man, were frightened by Bu Qingyun's words, "Don't all righteous men willingly take the risk of becoming public enemies in the cultivation world, and step into the Demon Elimination Conference with Bu Mou?" With pale faces, they hurriedly ran away with the excuse of "Then I will go ahead and help Master Qingxuan".

Only himself and Bu Qingyun were left. Lou Jia was in a good mood at first, but as soon as he stepped into the land of no man, he was disgusted by the smell of corpses. Bu Qingyun brushed him layer by layer, and Master Bailong was still the boss not happy.

All the cultivators took their weapons in their hands, and stared at the two of them as they walked in front of the barrier they couldn't get out of. Bu Qingyun seemed to have a feeling, and he recited the sound Buddha with one hand, and walked in with Lou Jia easily. venue.

They didn't seem to see the crowd of cultivators who were staring at them, and continued to walk towards the high platform. The pace was still leisurely and unhurried, as if they were walking in a garden.

Behind the two of them, a small group of monks who were eager to escape rushed towards the place where they had just entered, but bumped into an invisible barrier and fell together, which was quite funny.

"Bu Qingyun, take your life!"

With a loud shout, a torrential rain of soul-destroying needles shot out from the crowd!

Lou Jia's expression turned cold, and he swung out his sword in an instant, freezing all the soul-destroying needles as fine as a cow's hair into powder. The monk fell to the ground like a fish that was quickly pulled ashore by a fishing line. This person was wearing a Taoist costume, Lou Jia's eyes became colder, and the powder on the ground condensed into needles again, which fell into the person's body in an instant.

The soul-destroying needle was extremely vicious, the cultivator immediately became poisonous, black blood gushed out from the ears, nose, mouth and eyes, his whole body turned black, and he died in a short while.

"Killing people in full view! Desperate!"

Lou Jia was about to be laughed out of anger, but Bu Qingyun really laughed out loud, and said to the black corpse on the ground: "You heard, there is an outspoken brother calling you crazy!"

After being defeated by the general, there was a sudden silence in the field, Lou Jia's chuckle was like a slap in the face of all the cultivators.

Bu Qingyun sighed to Lou Jia solemnly: "It's so expensive."

"What's the price?" Lou Jia had a premonition that he was going to be pissed off again, so he asked cooperatively.

"It's rare to hear a monk tell the truth. Rare things are the most precious. They are really expensive, so expensive." Bu Qingyun's face was quite gratified, and all the monks fell backwards angrily.

Lou Jia couldn't help being amused by him again.

All the cultivators became angry with embarrassment, no matter what is right or wrong, everyone wanted to eliminate Bu Qingyun, but they didn't want to be the first bird, Qingyun Qingxuan was still fighting to the death on the stage, so all cultivators!They exchanged glances, and although they didn't step forward, they gathered together in unison, trying to form a circle.

"Oh," Bu Qingyun was startled, and almost jumped up in fright. He glanced at all the cultivators suspiciously, and said to Lou Jia, "I forgot one important thing."

Lou Jia asked helplessly, "What's the matter?"

Bu Qingyun reminded: "Just now, some monks said to us, 'Then I will go ahead and help Master Qingxuan', but Qingxuan is clearly the only one on the stage."

His answer sounded normal to Lou Jia, but to all the cultivators in the field, it seemed like a thunderbolt had exploded in their ears, even Qing Yun Qing Xuan on the high platform, Qing Yun originally looked at the Buddhist door, There was a chance to kill Qing Xuan with a sword, but Bu Qingyun's voice blasted him, and the sword deflected, allowing Qing Xuan to escape, he was really furious.

Who doesn't know that this is an excuse, Lou Jia didn't expect Bu Qingyun to mention this matter at this time, so he asked curiously: "So what?"

Bu Qingyun fell silent, as if he was thinking about what to do.

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The few monks who came to the Demon Elimination Conference earlier were terrified. They wanted to go out and beg Bu Qingyun for mercy, but they were afraid that they would be regarded as Bu Qingyun and Qingxuan's accomplices by other monks. They would die sooner or later. , but dare not speak.

After a while, Bu Qingyun didn't wait any longer. He looked up, as if he was looking at a high platform, or at the sky, and sighed: "I claim to be righteous, and I am grand. Don’t want to extend a helping hand. Sit back and watch the evil, turn back on what you say, and steal your life, practicing this way in vain!”

As soon as his words fell, several thunderbolts fell from the sky, roaring loudly and dazzling white light, blasting the dark and yellow sky of Borderlands like daytime.

Lei Luo was startled, but in just a short moment, it frightened all the cultivators so that their minds were unsteady. When they recovered, the sky had returned to dim yellow and gray, as if the thunder just now was just an illusion of all the cultivators.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing howl soared into the sky.

"No, it's gone!" "What's gone?" "The fellow daoist who was standing here just now! Gone!"

Bu Qingyun walked towards the high platform without saying a word, Lou Jia also walked side by side in silence, calmly.

When they stepped forward, the monks retreated one after another, like a small boat riding the wind and waves in the sea of ​​people.

On the high platform, Qing Yun kicked Qing Xuan, who had been hit by the sword, flying away, retreated to the jade seat, and looked at the two strolling in the courtyard with a ferocious look, wishing to eat his blood and flesh.

There should be a closure, too.

She looked at the ghostly female charm opposite, and they showed exactly the same seductive smiles.