The Lord God of Fast Transmigration Raiders

The man's eyes lit up when he saw Wei Qinghe surrounded by his brothers and sisters, and he descended with his sword and stopped beside Wei Qinghe. "Qinghe!"

Surprises ebbed and flowed all around.

"The Lan family! This time the Lan family in the secret place of Xuming Mountain is also here!"

"I know the leader! He is the most outstanding disciple of the Lan family for a hundred years! Lan Chen."

"Wei Qinghe, Lan Chen, and Rong Jing, Ji Yan, Xue Mo, Shen Linlang, Gu Feihua, almost all the best people of this generation are here. Except for the trial competition five years ago, I have never I've seen so many characters!"

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Come to watch the most outstanding immortal cultivating geniuses: "..."

"Ahem, as the most outstanding immortal cultivating geniuses of this generation, we must always maintain a graceful demeanor and pretend to be 13 all the time."

While speaking, several people in the distance set their eyes on Qin Si.

Immortal cultivators are inherently cold-tempered, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and there is no rivers and lakes for grievances and enmities.

People with a cold temperament like to do things according to their own style, and they also have the principle of mutual acquiescence.

This is the pride of a cultivator.

In the trial competition five years ago, Wei Qinghe was injured by Ji Yan's magic weapon. Many people sighed for it, but no one sought revenge on Ji Yan, including everyone in Xuan Mingzong, even if they hated Ji Yan, they never Really touched.

Just because of the trial competition, the casualties paid off.

Wei Qinghe, as the elder brother of Xuan Mingzong, naturally cannot be killed, nor is it easy to kill.

If Wei Qinghe was killed, Xuan Mingzong would not do anything on the surface, but in private, it would not be so easy to solve.

Injury is not a big deal, anyway, as long as Wei Qinghe's eyes can recover naturally as long as he successfully waits until he enters the Taoism stage and changes his body again.

I just don't know if he has that luck.

"Lan Chen?" Hearing the familiar voice, Qin Si, who was comforting Shen Linlang, softened his face a little, and looked beside the source of the voice. "You're here too?"

"Of course, you come, why don't I come." Lan Chen responded. After seeing Shen Linlang with red and swollen eyes, he looked at the young man with a bad tone, "Ji Yan, what do you want to do?"

Ji Yan raised his lips, glanced at Qin Si, ignored Lan Zhichen, turned around and walked away.

He stroked the edge of the mask on his face with his hand, and he didn't know what to think, and he rolled his eyes happily.

At this time, the sky was raging and the clouds were gathering, and large areas were dyed red by the sun's rays. He stopped and looked up, "The secret realm has been opened, then..."

That man would soon be his.

The secret realm of Xuming Mountain was opened, and Shen Linlang, who was sad, calmed down, said sorry to Wei Qinghe, and led all the juniors, sisters, brothers and others into the secret realm.

She didn't have to go in, probably because she couldn't face Wei Qinghe temporarily.

The disciples of the Lan family behind Lan Chen also went in.

The only ones left were those who led their own juniors and juniors, who were called the most outstanding geniuses in the new generation of immortal cultivation world just now.

Silence spread in silence, looking at each other and guarding against each other.

Lan Chen accompanied Wei Qinghe with a gentle expression.

Qin Si had the idea of ​​developing a relationship with Lan Zhishen, but this person was so lumpy that he had to give up in the end and became good friends with him.

After being quiet for a while, Qin Si suddenly heard someone shouting in a panicked voice: "The demons are coming!"

Sure enough.

The flower in the mirror carried on the back is unsheathed, bringing out a snow-white streamer.

Lan Chen also took out his white dew.

"Qinghe, stay behind me later." Lan Chen turned his head to Qin Sidao, who pursed his lips and shook his head.

Xuan Mingzong's disciples have never had a reason to be afraid and shrink back.

Although he really wanted to hide.

"Wei Qinghe, you didn't come here because you got the news in advance, did you?"

The girl's charming voice was like a bird's voice, Gu Feihua came to Wei Qinghe's side with her red sleeves on her red sleeves, and asked curiously.

Qin Si smiled and said: "I just learned from some gossip, I'd rather believe it or not, so let's take a look."

Gu Feihua, the heroine of the second harem.

People give the nickname, black widow and jealous woman.Of course, this is only obtained after becoming the male protagonist's harem.

The ferocity of the demons was beyond everyone's expectations.

In the past, although the demons appeared and invaded from time to time, they were only a small group, not a problem.

Today, there are so many that it is very difficult for the best of these new generation of immortal cultivation geniuses.

"Qinghe, the opponent has a master." Lan Chen was injured, with a dignified expression.

"What does it look like?" Qin Si asked.

"Wearing a black cloak with advanced shielding spells attached to it, I don't know what it looks like."

Qin Si frowned.

In the original world of destiny, the hero has the royal blood of the demon clan, and when he appears as a demon clan, he often wears a black cloak.

The flower in the mirror in his hand has been stained with the blood of many demons. His flower in the mirror can guide the devil's energy and will not accidentally hurt his own people.

His slender fingers were pale, and he held the flower in the mirror tightly, listening to the sound of fighting around him.

Those demons didn't know what was going on, as if they didn't want to hurt him, they just wanted to capture him alive.

Qin Si was a little confused.

Lan Chen also seemed to understand the other party's intentions, and even more so tightly guarded him behind him.

The person under the black cloak had cold eyes, he slightly hooked his lips, ignored Gu Feihua and the others, raised his hand, and released a huge thunder light.

His purpose is very simple, that is to kill Lan Chen.

It was very difficult for Lan Chen to resist.

The other party seemed to be determined that Lan Chen would protect Wei Qinghe, and he would show no mercy.

Qin Si pursed his lips, pulled the injured Lan Chen behind him, turned the flowers in the mirror in his hands into hundreds of flying swords expressionlessly, and flew towards the opponent with a thousand auras, taking flying sand and flying stones.

In terms of swordsmanship, Wei Qinghe is unrivaled among the immortal cultivating geniuses of the same generation.

Of course, this is a plug-in opened by the system——

"Lan Chen, are you alright?" He turned his head and asked, just at this moment, Lan Chen who was pulled by him was turning his head.

Gently rubbing against the corners of the lips is moist and hot.

Both of them were startled, even Xue Morongjing, who had accidentally seen them, was stunned for a moment.

The man in black could try his best to avoid Qin Si's Baijianhua, but because of that scene, his eyes were shattered.

He was panting, the veins in his hands under the cloak were exposed, and what was reflected in his eyes were the two people who were staring at each other in a daze, as well as the sword light rushing towards their faces.

Damn it!Damn damn damn damn! !

With a flash of sword light, he passed through his body, and blood spattered out.

good chance!

Gu Feihua and the others' gazes brightened, "People of the Demon Race, take your life!"

With a cold snort, the hand of the man in the black cloak touched his chest, and then he clenched his fist violently.

He looked at Lan Chen with endless brutal and murderous intent in his eyes.

The originally scattered demons gathered in front of him one after another, drowning his figure, and after the demons were cleaned up, there was no sign of him anymore.