Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

The two groups brought by Fu Yuanhong and Le Jiale Ganshu disagreed with Yunmeng Tiangong, and the low-level disciples were already scuffling together. Xie Ran's appearance didn't stop them first. It should be said that Xie Ran moved Some magic tricks made the young disciples fight more unstoppable, and the scene was getting out of control, so the entourage said confidently:

"City Master, although the Demon Sect Guanghe Palace has stepped in, but the expected result is in line with our assumption—"

Qin Sui hadn't finished his sentence when Master Yu Jing's sharp hand was pinching his throat, his light-colored pupils shone with golden lights, and he said, "Shut up, mouth!"

The city lord of Yujing City is a long-sleeved dancer, dealing with forces from all directions. This is the first time his followers have seen such an out-of-control master. They immediately reflect on whether there is something wrong with them, but then realize that their city lord may not be Not angry.

On the contrary, it was a kind of joy, a kind of ecstasy that burned slowly from the inside out.

... Great, I lied to Qiu Xian, and Qiu Xian lied to me too.

His snow-white long hair spread out, covering half of his cheeks, and the face exposed from behind the transparent hair was a little stiff, as if he was not very good at making these expressions; Master Yu Jing held the knife at his waist tightly with both hands The sheath, tiny cracks climbed up, not from the outside to the inside, but the knife trembling in the sheath, shattering the confinement.

The cracks widen, the golden light is lingering, and the first ray of morning light rises from behind the green hills. It is not dazzling, but it cannot be ignored.

"The devil is still not obedient... Huh?" Fu Yuanhong, who was about to speak harshly, was startled suddenly——

The figure of Yu Jingzhu was gradually covered by the stronger and stronger spiritual light. Everyone on the viewing platform noticed the strange movement, including those who were eager to fight, and the Taoists who rushed forward and tried to fight Xie Ran stopped in surprise, and Xie Ran stood together and watched, like two good brothers;

The crowd exclaimed again and again, but there have been several fights back and forth this day. The family clans, the powerful demon clans, and the various sects just watched numbly, not knowing what was going on this time.

Qiu Xian's calm expression was completely broken, and Yan Rong, the Dragon Sword Immortal, shouted in surprise, "Senior brother? Did you leave the customs?"

The three legendary brothers and sisters of Yunzhou, Qiu Xian and Yan Rong, can be called senior brothers by them, only the last legend remains——

Lord of Yunmeng.

"No..." Qiu Xian turned his head back in horror, his eyes were filled with astonishment for the first time, he looked at the clouds outside Yueqi Peak, and whispered, "Don't...brother, don't!"

boom--

The golden light rises into the clear sky, dyes the blue sky into blue, and gathers into a thin and long golden thread, which falls from the sky and penetrates the ground of Danxin Square with the momentum of thunder. Mofo Xie Ran laughs and is embarrassed While running away, the golden flames still engulfed his clothes. The sky was so hot that the blood lotus surrounded by Xie Ran pressed down one by one, trying to extinguish the flames with difficulty.

The spies rushed in desperately, pushed away the dazed little disciples, and let out bursts of uncontrollable screams——

"Master Yunmeng is still in Tiangong, that is the light of Zhanxue, it is the light of Zhanxue!"

The exclamation was suppressed in the throat, and everyone was stunned to see a line of pure white in the golden light, which was the same as the rumored sharp weapon in the hands of the master of Yunmeng.

Standing on the Yueqi Peak, the palace lord opened his right hand in the air. He found that it was easier than he imagined. Maybe a simple reincarnation could not completely cleanse the instinct that had been imprinted in the depths of his soul for thousands of years. Dao Ling naturally knows how to wake him up and drive him.

He also knew that the knife was called Zhanxue, with a straight blade and a horizontal knife. When it was not infused with spiritual power, the body of the knife should be three feet three inches five in length, with a lotus-patterned head on the handle, and the whole body was pure white. He didn't need to use his eyes See, this image automatically appeared in his mind.

...For the first time to experience "Crossing Goldfinger - Awakening of Past Life Memories"?

The transparent barrier in front of him was still there, and the pressure forced him to go back to the top of the mountain. A line of blood fell from the corner of his lips. The Palace Master wiped it off without paying attention, rolled up his cuffs, and saw the prohibition rune engraved on his body .

Pointing, rotating, and erasing with fingertips is faster than laser pointing.

He walked down the mountain road, space and time solidified under his feet, and the vegetation soaked in spiritual power for thousands of years swayed on the windless mountain, as if reluctant to part; the spiritual power on Yueqi Peak gathered into an invisible blade, transparent The barrier and the so-called mountain lock formation have never been able to stop Master Yunmeng.

What stopped him was only his former Dao Xin.

The disciples of Zhilvtang guarding at the foot of the mountain were stunned, watching the fairy in blue and black hair slowly descending from the top of the mountain, and the moment was in front of them.The long hair was scattered casually, a little blood remained on the light-colored lips, and the eyebrows were dusty.

But the problem is that he is holding a big orange fur ball in his arms. Judging from the tip of an ear that occasionally protrudes, it is probably a rabbit, and he is still concentrating on eating; he is also holding a bird cage in his hand. No matter how you look at it, the bird is angry, sticking out its wings all the way and trying to shake its guano; the squirrels are squatting on the backs of the dull geese, and their small eyes reveal shrewdness.

——This... what kind of combination is this?The young disciples of Zhilvtang wanted to ask, but they couldn't make a sound, or the pressure from the superior made it extremely difficult for them to move.

Fortunately, the spirit pressure of this celestial being just suppressed them and did not hurt them.

He stopped at the edge of the Suoshan formation, the entire formation was fully activated, and arcs of light flashed in the air. The palace master stretched out his hand and pushed it nonchalantly. A popular vocabulary description, this is called hot blood——

The palace lord pushed away the Suoshan formation, and after a thousand years, the master of Yunmeng stepped on the ground of Yunmeng again for the first time.

Mountains and rivers sing together.

With a sneer, the elders of Yunmeng spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, Xue Yu even rolled into the pond from the steps, if the Variety Demon hadn't been supported by Tao Yue, she might have to enter the pond to be intimate companions with Xue Yu, Lan Mrs. Zhang's bun was also loose and her clothes were messed up. The rouge on her face was rubbed on the tip of her chin. She was hugged by her son, only Qiu Xian knelt down on one knee and swallowed the blood that came to her mouth.

The palace lord stood at the foot of the mountain, took out the maid from the cage to comfort her, and then questioned Yundu Gongling: "You deliberately didn't tell me that this so-called Suoshan formation was actually built with the cultivation of the elders of Yunmengtian Palace?"

Breaking the formation is very simple. He can make a clear judgment when he has just crossed over and knows nothing. To break the formation, he only needs to tear it hard. Although the spiritual energy is consumed a lot, it will cause the eyes to go black, but the feeling is not the same as staying up late in the 21st century. It is even more uncomfortable not to eat, and to suffer from hypoglycemia. The difficulty is that if the formation is broken, the people who are connected to the formation will have to eat a warm meal.

Falling down a big realm is a matter of minutes.

【... Yueqi Peak's mountain-locking array never locks you, it's you who locks you, you don't want to destroy their cultivation and break out of the formation, until you feel disheartened later...】

Palace Master: "...so you are worthy of being by my side, the person 'I' used to be close to and loved, is very aware of 'My' weaknesses, right?"

But now...

Except for Qiu Xian, the Palace Master doesn't even know the names of the others...

Unfamiliar, unfamiliar, it's almost useless to pull a relationship.

Raising his hand, a white light flew by, and for the first time, his fingertips really touched the cold jade knife handle. The knife trembled in his palm, and he pressed his two fingers on the back of the knife easily.

Moreover, there is a spirit in the sword, the spirit of the sword is hidden in the body, and it is called and driven by the owner. The desire for killing is its primitive instinct as a weapon. Xuexue is a sword, and there is no gorgeous ritual decoration on his body , the only function it should play is to be taken out by the master to cut people. The purpose of Master Yunmeng forging this knife was to go out and cut demons.

Engaging in politics and economics is a side job, a side job!After approving official documents for 1000 years, Dao Ling almost wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the furnace!

Fortunately, he waited for his master.

The palace lord looked down at his knife and said, "Okay, let's settle one case at a time, and we'll talk about your business after the fight."

So the first thing Zhanxue did when he got out of the sheath was to chop Xie Ran. Xie Ran was about to use the disciples of Tiangong as a shield, but he was chopped down from the sky with a knife, and crashed into the crowd of Nanhua sect.

It wasn't screaming - the top of Mofo's head became chilly, Xie Ran raised his hand to touch it, and smiled wryly, Master Yunmeng went down and chopped him into a real bald head, even a piece of scalp was peeled off.

"Get out of Yunze River."

Master Yunmeng holds a long knife in his hand, high above the clouds, and a green lotus rests on his blade——so Xie Ran understands that this knife is just a threat, and he doesn't want to test how far Master Yunmeng is from him, so he turns around and walks away. Run——Fortunately, Master Yunmeng was willing to accept his love. At that time, he mixed with the team of Wanfa Temple and entered the Heavenly Palace for the first time. He condensed a handful of green lotuses with Buddha light. Have a good effect.

Can run, run!Fortunately, the master of Yunmeng has not been so angry that he has completely lost his mind!So Xie Ran escaped faster than the first spy.

"A gentleman is not good." The palace lord continued, "It's a pity, he is a hypocrite."

The second time Zhanxue waved, the most beautiful spiritual light he had ever seen in his life flashed in front of the eyes of Xiukou scholar, golden like the morning sun, blue like Cangshan, and then his life came to an end.

There are no wounds on the body, and the mind and soul are completely broken. It is not enough to kill Master Yunmeng's apprentice in Yunzechuan.

The master of Buqi Academy blindly catches the fallen apprentice. The new generation of rookie disciple of the academy died lightly under the snow, and he didn't even report his name to Master Yunmeng.

Not only was he tearful, but he asked in pain, "You...you are the lord of the first palace, how can you rely on your cultivation to treat the younger generation—"

"Although he is a younger generation, relying on his own cultivation, he wantonly bullies younger generations than him, so we can't blame others for bullying him too."

Murderous Intent has already locked on the target, but my little boy, the palace master is too lazy to tangle, cutting a knife feels like cutting a pumpkin with a precious knife, and I feel sorry for my knife!

"you--"

The Lord of Yunmeng stands on top of the floating clouds, as if he had slashed down to the Supreme Demon Lord ten thousand years ago, stepping down on the Demon Gate. When he turned his wrist, the clouds around Yundu Palace scattered by themselves, revealing the square in front of Chuxin Palace, which was painted by thousands of people. The four words of past.

"Do nothing".

It is difficult to seek the Tao, it is difficult to go against the sky, and to face difficulties, but it is even more difficult after attaining the Tao. Holding the mighty power that overturns the world, standing on the nine heavens, looking down at the creatures in the world, it is inevitable that you are like a child watching ants under the roots of a tree Moving may be curious, but indifferent in nature, because he is condescending, so he doesn't care.

Why do you seek the Tao, why do you want to have power, in order to trample all things under your feet like ants?

——That kind of plot, you can just read it in a certain stallion cool article. After you really have the strength, it is still as pure as when you first embarked on the road of seeking Tao, that is, you don’t forget your original intention.

"The leader of the Taoist sect?" The master of Yunmeng looked down coldly, "Grave, is there any difference between you and the king of the mountain who blocks the road and robs and collects protection fees?"

The Charming Fairy of the Nanhua School quietly lowered her head, her water sleeves covered her pale pretty face. A male disciple beside her fell to the ground in the attack of Master Yunmeng with majestic anger just now. His life and death are unknown. The leader of the younger generation, but Master Yunmeng became famous ten thousand years ago, and no one dared to openly confront him in Yunzechuan.

If you try it with a wave of masters, whether you can tear it up or not is one thing, but whether you dare it or not is the most important thing.

"Brother..."

The palace lord turned his head and saw Qiu Xian leaning on a long sword, landing in front of Yunmeng Hall, he looked at the palace lord with astonishment in his eyes.

"I don't know you." The palace lord replied.

Qiu Xian shook his body for a while, with a wry smile and a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he said, "It seems that I am not in the eyes of senior brother after all."

Regarding this, the Palace Master was inexplicable: "Are you an eyeball, why are you in my eyes?"