Abandoned Immortals

This sneer was full of irony, and it was especially harsh on the quiet questioning platform.

The representatives of the various immortal sects who attended the meeting had the lowest cultivation base and had already formed a Nascent Soul, and everyone heard Que Qingyun's laughter.

Daoist Huntian narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression seemed to be careless, but in his lonely eyes, there were changing thoughts like thick fog in the abyss.

His face remained unchanged, and he asked calmly: "Sect Master Que, dare to ask, what is so ridiculous?"

An invisible coercion spread out, and the stage was completely silent.

When Daoist Huntian spoke, no one dared to be talkative, but Que Qingyun's obviously provocative sneer was like a stone thrown into a lake, with a plop sound, causing splashes of water to splash in all directions.

Including Dao Yin Xianzun, everyone on the stage tactfully kept silent.

Venerable Mu Yinxian stood next to the main seat. He had been expressionless and silent since he sued Yu Lianxin just now. The Taoist Yuyang of the Danyang Hall gloated at Que Qingyun's master and apprentice, waiting to see what happened to them. It's a joke, look for another opportunity to add insult to injury.

All kinds of disdainful, sighing, or mocking gazes converged on her body, Yu Lian silently clenched her fists, her teeth knocked her soft lips to bleed.

Que Qingyun still did not change his color, and looked at Taoist Huntian calmly, with an aloof expression.

"The world has today, and Naier and others have committed their own crimes!"

She pursed her thin lips lightly, pressed the hilt of the sword firmly with her right hand, and the corner of her mouth raised a cold arc, "Dare to ask, how did the top ten secret realms come into being? What's the secret behind the Tianxuan Incident? The so-called winners are kings and losers are bandits." , is the truth contained in the ancient books?!"

Taoist Master Huntian's complexion suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"You dare!"

The sound of violent drinking was like thunder, but it was still a step too late.

The sword light suddenly rose, and Que Qingyun was surrounded by sword energy, and a stern sword light shot straight into the sky.

Nine red gold runes exploded violent spiritual pressure, formed a strange and mysterious formation, surrounded her, and suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the suppressed thunder appeared and disappeared, like a vicious beast devouring blood growl.

Taoist Master Huntian struck Que Qingyun's face directly with his palm, trying to prevent her from casting spells.

The palm wind swept across the sky, and it was about to fall on Que Qingyun.

Suddenly, a golden thunder light pierced the sky and the earth. When the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled, the aura in the palm suddenly dissipated, and it only stayed for a moment, lifting Que Qingyun's clothes.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Formation!" Daoist Hun Tian's face was gray and blue, his eyes were as cold as a knife.

In ancient times, blood sacrifice was required to kill the formation, and the method of setting up the formation has long been lost.

Que Qingyun questioned the truth about the Xuantian incident first, and then sacrificed the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Formation. She seemed to know everything about the ancient demigods.

That piece of clear and elegant white clothes was half floating in the air, and the hem of the clothes fluttered. Que Qingyun spread his palms and looked up at the sky.

"For your own selfishness, you are not stingy at depriving innocent people of their lives. What kind of blessings are there for the common people, righteousness and benevolence? From the beginning to the end, you are a group of sinister, despicable, selfish villains!" She looked up to the sky and laughed, and shouted loudly .

The boundless madness was suppressed in the cold eyes, the spiritual energy in the whole body was violent, and all the cultivation bases of the body were devoted to it.

This incident was nothing more than a flash, and Que Qingyun's attack caught everyone present by surprise.

In an instant, the questioning platform was already thundering, Que Qingyun raised his arm and opened the mirror door, blocking all escape routes, and then the thunder calamity fell.

The people in the meeting had no time to dodge, they were struck by the lightning, and they were instantly wiped out in a state of distraction.

There was also a thunderbolt directed at Taoist Huntian, the latter hurriedly raised his palm to meet the attack, there was a booming sound, his sleeve was burned by the light of the thunder, and one of his sleeves broke off.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Formation summons the heavenly thunders to slaughter all living beings, destroying the enemy and ourselves.

The higher the cultivation level of the people in the formation, the stronger the thunder calamity they will suffer. Even Taoist Huntian who is in the Great Consummation of the Hollow Void Realm cannot easily escape from this thunder calamity.

Yu Lian's heart was also shocked by this scene, her eyes widened, and then her heart suddenly throbbed.

This formation is definitely not something that can be accomplished overnight, and its cost is immeasurable.

A bad premonition appeared out of nowhere, fear spread, like this ubiquitous thunderstorm enveloped her, and the pain of cramping and pulling bones spread all over her body, making her panic for no reason, and it was almost difficult to breathe.

Distraught, he couldn't help but hurried forward and called "Master" anxiously.

The golden thunder light descended from the sky, and the moment it was about to hit Yu Lian's heart, her waist tightened, and when her vision was clear, she was already held in Que Qingyun's arms.

Behind him, a void crack opened quietly.

Yu Lian's heart is like a fish in a dry lake. Time stretches infinitely, and her five senses become extremely sharp. All the details are magnified in her eyes. She is strangled by an invisible hand, and tears come out of her eyes. She wants to struggle and cry out, but before her eyes people are indifferent.

Que Qingyun's five fingers ignited blue flames, and pressed them into Yu Lianxin's lower abdomen, replacing the demonic poison in Yu Lianxin's body with [-]% of the mirror's power.

Yu Lian's heart trembled, and the magic patterns entangled in her lower abdomen quickly faded away, and poured into Que Qingyun's body along the palm meridians.

Que Qingyun's whisper sounded in his ears, his tone was rare and gentle.

"It should be yours, and I will return it to you as a teacher."

The next moment, Que Qingyun gathered the last bit of spiritual energy, slapped Yu Lian's heart, and pushed it into the crack in the void.

"Master!!!"

The scene in front of her was distorted rapidly. At the last moment, Yu Lian saw Que Qingyun's eyes. From the bottomless eyes of the other party, she read a sentence:

"Liaoxin, live on."

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The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation lasted for a full hour, and after the thunder had dissipated, there were already a mountain of corpses on the questioning platform.

Not one out of ten masters from all sects who came to participate in the conference, even the highest-cultivated Taoist Master Huntian and Immortal Master Daoyin were also seriously injured under the merciless bombardment of the thunder calamity.

From the very beginning, Que Qingyun's goal was not to go back alive.

The white-robed Confucian scholar with a gloomy expression stepped over the mountain of piled corpses and walked up to Que Qingyun.

The woman knelt down on her knees, her snow-white clothes were soaked in blood, her clothes were ragged, her hair was disheveled, and her pure and clean fairy figure was gone.

But her pale face was still beautiful, her messy hair covered her empty pupils, and she showed a tragic and poignant posture amidst the ruins.

Taoist Master Huntian leaned over and held her face up, with a gloomy cold light in his eyes, he asked her in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Que Qingyun's dull eyes gathered a little light, she didn't answer the man's question, the sneer on the corner of her mouth was as lonely and indifferent as ever.

"The show is just beginning."

Its voice is hoarse, like the sound of ghosts in the underworld threatening their lives.

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It was only a short moment to travel through the void, and Yu Lian opened her eyes again, and she was already thousands of miles away.

She was bewildered, staring blankly at the void, unable to recover for a long time.

She had been to this room before, it was a secret room in the underground of Tinglan Sect, the walls were scorched black, and the files passed down by Tinglan Sect for thousands of years were completely burned by Que Qingyun.

Not far in front of him stood a stone platform three feet long and wide, on which was an ebony box.

The lid of the box was not closed, and Yu Lian could see the contents of the box at a glance.

It is the suzerain seal of Tinglan Sect.

A few handsome and elegant small characters are engraved on the side of the stone platform.

Waiting for you as a teacher.

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