There are many miraculous creatures in my sect

There were nearly 800 new disciples, and many of them had outstanding aptitudes, which envied the elders who came to watch the ceremony.No matter how big or small the sect is, the love for the talented seedlings will never diminish. When the howling of wolves marks the end, they all rush up to congratulate Meimu.

No matter how well they entertained them, and sent the guests off solemnly, Mei Mu Jiucai and Qin Hengxiao set off for Yinhai together, they all felt that now is the right time.

The black sea water is churning and rolling, as if there is a huge conspiracy hidden.Carrying the dragon ball given by Mo Qianfeng, he dived all the way, and saw bright pearls floating everywhere in the sea, and a row of bright red and beautiful carps passed through the light with their tails waving, leading the two to Yinsheng Tianzong.

The Yinsheng Tianzong seems to be similar to other sects, except that the glazed tiles on the roof look like fish scales, and the pearls are scattered around like stars twinkling. There are also two huge dragon beads placed on the two tall pillars outside the gate of the sect. Fluttering like a flame.

Four black dragon statues stand in the four directions of the Zongmen, majestic and majestic. From time to time, a group of fish or shrimps and crabs go to worship.

Mo Qianfeng seemed to sense who was coming, opened the door and went up, and said bluntly: "This is weird, come with me."

Mei Mujiu was also happy that he was rude, and asked briefly about the situation on the way along, and then came to Heilong.

Huge black dragons are curling up and huddling together like a row of black mountains.When he got closer, he saw that their eyes were also dull and unhappy, and when he raised his eyes and saw Mo Qianfeng, it was just a bit of ice mist exhaling from his nose.

Qin Hengxiao frowned, but took a step back, and said in a deep voice, "They are not tired, they are suppressing their anger."

"Angry?" Although Mo Qianfeng still had the expressionless expression on his face, there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"If you get angry, you will bring disaster to the common people."

A black dragon let out a low growl from its throat, then swished its tail, and calmed down again.

Mo Qianfeng finally had some fluctuations: "Why?"

Mei Mujiu said coldly: "Maybe someone framed it. If Long Pingbai caused troubles for no reason and wanted to endanger the world, it would be logical for that person to hurt him. But I don't know what the reason is."

This matter... probably only Qin Hengxiao knew about it, but Qin Hengxiao looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find the source.Mei Mujiu suddenly asked: "What's so strange about this period of time?"

"The only strange thing is this." Mo Qianfeng sighed, reaching out his hand to touch the black dragon's head as usual, but he turned it away abruptly, leaving nothing.

The black dragon's teeth were all exposed, and its eyes were fierce, as if it had reached its limit.

The turbulence of the sea was getting bigger and bigger, and it surged with the dragon's emotions, and many fish turned around and swam away, shrinking into places where they could hide and trembling.

However, it was useless to be anxious, Mo Qianfeng never urged, just stood quietly in front of the four black dragons, looked at them deeply, and let Qin Hengxiao do detection around them.

They all kept silent for fear of disturbing something.Qin Hengxiao set up several formations in just a few sticks of incense, the first two were shaken to pieces by Long Wei, and the last four remained silent.After thinking for a long time, he borrowed some rare dragon balls from Mo Qianfeng, and wanted to set up an ancient dragon guard formation.This is something he has seen once before in the ancient books left by Jianshanjun. No one has tried it, and he doesn't know if it works. , A moment later, maybe the black dragon will lose his mind, and then he will never be able to recover.

Qin Hengxiao moved calmly and smoothly, trying his best to recall the formation that passed by at a glance. Every dragon ball was placed exactly where it should be, and the spiritual power was neither too much nor too little. It is extremely stable, just like a sculptor is carefully arranging this formation.

The black dragon gradually started to move, and two of them stood up slowly, and there was some light in their eyes, but they were still not angry, and seemed a little more anxious.

Qin Hengxiao stood on the front of the formation and felt the fluctuation of spiritual power. After an unknown period of time, in the dead silence, he suddenly noticed a strange trace of spiritual power—or it was not spiritual power at all, but a kind of power that could be hidden in everything. The power of human consciousness.Qin Hengxiao's eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to cut off the inexplicable force with his sword energy, the black dragon screamed suddenly.

"Be careful!" Mei Mujiu was keenly aware of the aura of outsiders, and rushed over to push Qin Hengxiao to the other side. At the same time, a burst of black mist arrived at the place where Qin Hengxiao was originally, dyeing the seawater into pitch black .

Mo Qian spit out a bead from the vent, absorbed the polluted sea water and gradually filled black smoke, and saw a man wearing a black cloak floating on it and looking at him faintly.

The man turned around stiffly, and smiled coldly twice, "You... mind your own business."

"Who are you?" Mo Qianfeng's spiritual power also surged. Although his face was expressionless, his tone was full of anger.

"It's only one step away..." The man didn't answer, but just said to himself, "Damn you all..."

Mei Mujiu sneered and said, "You want the white dragon to fail, and you're targeting the black dragon again?"

The man in the black cloak froze, raised his hand lightly, and saw that he was still holding a halberd in his black gloved hand.

"This is..." Mo Qianfeng looked at the simple black and unremarkable halberd without any clue.

"Dragon-slaying halberd." Qin Hengxiao continued, "In ancient times, in order to prevent the dragon clan from being too powerful, the gods forged the dragon-slaying halberd with the permission of heaven. Not to be punished."

"Hahahahahahahaha..." The man laughed terribly, and paused every word, "You actually know this thing."

"What else did you use?"

"Longxiang." He said a very small incense burner appeared out of thin air in his hand, and when he lowered it, a white mist filled with strange fragrance was poured out.Immediately, the black dragon screamed like crazy, shook its head and tail, its eyes were red, and it seemed that it was about to lose its mind.

Qin Hengxiao reacted very quickly and immediately poured his spiritual power into the formation. The dragon guard formation was filled with golden light, and the sound of chanting scriptures could be heard faintly. The white mist disappeared without a trace when it touched the formation.

Seeing this, the man raised his cloak, and his figure gradually became blurred, leaving only a harsh and heavy shout.

"You asked for it yourself. Do you think we haven't prepared another way? If you don't have a keel, let's trade your lives for it!"

The voice echoed, but he disappeared quickly and without leaving a trace.

Before Mo Qianfeng came back to his senses, Mei Mujiu said, "He wants to use the dragon incense to lure the black dragon to lose his mind, and use the black dragon's hand to eradicate the yin sage, and then logically kill the black dragon with the dragon halberd, get the dragon bone, and then... ..."

"Helping people become demons." Qin Hengxiao continued.

It was only then that Mo Qianfeng finally realized that he didn't know the existence of the Bliss Sect before, nor did he know what Emperor Ze Tianzong was doing.To a large extent, his sect was able to join the Tianzong relying on the help of the black dragon, so the first reaction to this accident was to ask Mei Mujiu and Qin Hengxiao for help.Among the people he knew well, Qin Hengxiao was the only one who was quite accomplished in discussing formation techniques and reading ancient books.

"People from the Bliss Sect would definitely not have thought that we would be here, and they happened to have a solution." Mei Mu said, "If the keel is not obtained, they must have another action soon, perhaps even more bloody."

Speaking of this, Mei Mujiu said solemnly: "Sect Master Mo, this is a big matter, please listen to me in detail."

He finally decided to tell everything he knew. He already felt that the rainstorm was coming, so it didn't matter whether he believed it or not. But with the power of a battle, it is not destroyed without knowing it, and killed.

At this time, in a distant town to the east, a young man dressed in a strong suit kicked open the gate of the biggest sect in the area.

"Who doesn't have eyesight and dares to come to my Lingxiao faction to make trouble?" The strong man walked over contemptuously with a big knife on his back. Seeing a young boy who was only alone in front of him, he looked fair and clean, and couldn't help laughing, "What is my way?" Man, it turned out to be a little boy..."

The rest of the words were immediately punched into his stomach by the violent fist wind. Before he could clearly see the movement of the person in front of him, he was hit in the stomach by that fierce punch, flew out, and fell in front of the lobby, directly Lost consciousness.

"Who?!"

Hearing the movement, a group of people hula-la-lahed with weapons and surrounded them. When they saw the strong man on the ground, they became vigilant. The man in the lead shouted: "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

"Fearless faction, Liu Donghe." Liu Donghe raised his head and shouted, "I heard that the brand of fearless faction was taken away by you."

Dauntless...

Everyone looked at each other, a little panicked.Who doesn't know that the most powerful sect in the past has died long ago, you snatched the brand from me, and finally it was taken by their sect, and hung on it as a medal of merit for a period of time.

They have been like this since ancient times. If you can't use it for yourself, then treat it as a trophy and show it to others. We have defeated too many powerful sects.However, the sect whose brand was captured can only collapse from then on, and can no longer hold its head up.

"The signboard of that tattered sect has long been thrown into the warehouse. How many people still know about this sect now, it would be embarrassing to hang it outside." A person said bitterly.

"Old rules."

Liu Donghe said softly: "If I win, I will take it away."

"Come on, you're alone..."

This person didn't even finish his sentence before he was beaten until he bled profusely and passed out.

The melee was soon over.

For the people of the Lingxiao faction, they could only see the youth's blurred and vigorous figure, and they couldn't even see his punching movements. When a gust of wind passed by, people fell down like cut wheat.

"God... Immortal?"

A thin man shrieked in panic from behind a pillar.

Liu Donghe raised his lips and smiled: "I'm not a god, I'm just a young disciple of the Fearless Sect."

He didn't use the slightest bit of spiritual power, and although his physical body was stronger than ordinary people, it wasn't to the point where he couldn't be cut.But every step he takes, every punch, contains the pain he has practiced and studied day and night for so many years.

He swung his sword [-] times a day, punched the ferryman Zhang back and forth a thousand times, and practiced footwork on the East China Sea for a whole night.

Watching the sun rise, watching the sun set, watching it rise again, all the stars in the sky turned into traces of his steps on the sea.

"I'm not a genius, at least on Yushen Mountain, I've never been." Liu Donghe often thinks this way, "I'm just mediocre in the fearless faction, so I need to work harder, to the point where no one can catch up."

When the last person fell down, Liu Donghe stood in the middle without panting, but he didn't see the slightest excitement and pride.

He suddenly realized that this didn't even count as revenge, but as redemption.

Liu Donghe's footwork gradually became heavier, he broke the lock of the warehouse with one palm, went in and turned out the plaque that was already covered with cobwebs.It was still stained with bloodstains that could not be wiped off for a long time, and the handwriting of Martial God Liu Chenglong and Fengwu still carried a fierce sword spirit, and every stroke was chic, so hard that it was shocking.

He hugged the plaque he had finally found, didn't say anything, didn't think about anything, just hugged quietly.

As night fell, he opened his eyes when the wounded outside woke up and moaned loudly, put the plaque properly into the storage ring, and left the compound in a flash.

Walking through the bustling market, Liu Donghe felt that he had become that child again. His father had just been elected as the leader of the martial arts alliance and was admired by all. He was still carefree, and he fought for three days. Yu practiced martial arts for two days, and everyone in the school spoiled him as a little emperor.

For the first time in so many years, he recalled the past so clearly and without grief.

"Little brother, how about a sugar figurine?"

The uncle on the street called him enthusiastically.

Liu Donghe smiled and handed him two copper coins: "Then make one."

"Okay." With the business, the uncle smiled wrinkled all over his face, put the copper plate away, and asked eagerly, "What pattern do you want?"

"It's all right..." Liu Donghe's back suddenly felt cold, he looked up, and saw that the night sky that Langyue had found like an illusion was covered by a layer of black mist, covering the sky and the sun. The black mist swept in like sand and dust, covering the houses in the distance, and immediately turning people and houses into powder.

"Not good!" Liu Donghe shouted, "Run away!"

He knew that many mortals still couldn't see the ghostly aura, but he couldn't explain it anymore.

"Run away!" Liu Donghe yelled hoarsely, he couldn't save many people by himself.

He had released his spiritual power to the maximum, and he stood upright, trying his best to resist the invasion of the black mist, like a lone boat that could not escape in front of a huge wave.