After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Qiu Lingjun has been missing for 30 years. If the soul lamp he left in Jianzong hadn't been extinguished, Jianzong would have thought he was dead.

But depending on the situation, even if he didn't die, it wouldn't be too good.The soul lamp was weak, and after going out several times, it bounced again and again, and it stubbornly lit up.

He wandered on the verge of life and death countless times, extremely dangerous.

Jiugong Pavilion.

Ling Xun looked at Qiu Lingjun's soul lamp, and sighed, "This child...isn't easy."

Canglan was too big, the elders of their Jianzong turned Yunv Tuo over, and the enemy's family searched for 30 years but failed.

Feng Zhiyue was also there, and he was thinking about another thing, whether Wushuang knew about Qiu Lingjun's disappearance.

He knew his apprentice, Wushuang would definitely look for Qiu Lingjun when he came out, and if Qiu Lingjun survived for a day, he would persist in looking for him, staring at the soul lamp that belonged to Qiu Lingjun, and said coldly: "It's him who is stubborn."

It doesn't matter if you die.

Delaying Wushuang is a sin.

Wushuang should practice the way of ruthlessness, he was sure, but Qiu Lingjun appeared, and in just three years, Wushuang changed to the way of passion.Feng Ciyue has been murdering for a long time.

Ling Xun frowned, he looked at Feng Ciyue, Feng Ciyue looked at him calmly, nothing unusual: "..."

Maybe it's because we haven't been together for a long time and the relationship is not deep. Besides, Hongxue has always been strict with his apprentices, so he euphemistically said, "Lingjun is still a child." Don't blame him for being stubborn after suffering such a big crime.This time it may not be Hongxue's big apprentice Xie Wushuang, I am afraid that the cultivation world and the Demon Realm will not be safe, the thought flashed through him, and he said softly, "Wushuang should also come out."

It was also at this time that Yi Luoling and the others returned to Jianzong.

Huang Zui didn't go into Banyue Gorge, and had a relatively easy time outside: "What is there in Banyue Gorge? Your cultivation bases have risen too exaggeratedly." In the days to come, if he didn't work hard, he might be left behind It's so far away that I can't even catch up.

Yi Luoling ignored Huang Zui: "Senior Brother Xie went to find Junior Brother Qiu."

It’s best to go out of the secret realm to meditate and stabilize your cultivation base. In the secret realm, you’re just busy fighting, killing, and grabbing natural materials and treasures. You swallowed a lot of good things, and you must absorb them as soon as possible.

If there is no accident, the strength of the people who enter the secret realm this time will have a qualitative change.

For example, Qiu Liren, it is no problem for his Kai Tian to slash three swords now, and he can hang up and beat his former self.

Huang Zui was silent for a long time, then he turned his head and said, "Let's go find it together when we recover."

Both of them and Qiu Ling were the same group of disciples, and after several life and death experiences, the friendship they forged was naturally deeper.

……

As soon as the disciples who went out to experience experience came in, they appeared in Shuiyue Jinghua.

Even knowing that Xie Yu would go to find Qiu Lingjun, Ling Xun was still a little angry: "Nonsense."

His cultivation base is unstable, his breath is unstable, and if he does not meditate, it is easy to get mad. He turned his head, "Hongxue..." Startled, Feng Ciyue usually doesn't like to laugh, but at this moment, there is a chill all over his body, and he feels a little forced Seeing Feng Ciyue leave, the man hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

Isn't it going to capture Xie Wushuang back?

Feng Ciyue didn't look back: "Go back to Ling Xuefeng."

Ling Xun: "..."

It's not that Feng Ciyue doesn't want to find Xie Wushuang, but he knows that Xie Wushuang won't like it.

He didn't want to drift away from this disciple anymore.

The few monks who strayed into Nanyan City were frightened and collapsed.

Numerous transparent silk threads hang the residents' limbs, eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making their expressions and movements lifelike, just like real people.The bright red lanterns are like floating will-o'-the-wisps, the moon is like water, overlooking Nanzhang City, thousands of silk threads are flowing, the silver light is like fireflies, magnificent and cold, the complex is like a large spider's nest, and the abyss has a huge mouth.

A boy in black sat on the city wall.

The black clothes are billowing, and the golden lines outlining them are shining in the moonlight. The agate on the forehead is a little blood-colored, and the golden ring on the back of the head is shining, and the thin bells are decorated with ringing in the wind.His eyebrows and eyes are exquisitely fragile, as if they have been broken countless times and then glued together, every inch is touching.

Black satin covered her pale face, and her lips were bright red.

Dimple is sickly and beautiful.

The wind blows and the clouds move.

Large areas are smudged with thick dark blue ink, and the sky is desolate and desolate.

The boy's ten fingers were entwined with Suo Lingsi. He swayed his feet and looked at those people with his head tilted, with a bright smile on his lips.

Those people also saw this scene.

As if being strangled by the throat, the face is flushed, some people feel fear and trembling, and some people have obsessed eyes and love.

He is very beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, and one can't help but want to surrender and worship him.

At this time, Nanyan City was weird and cruel.

The male cultivator almost stopped breathing.

He looked desperate: "It's over."

Under the moon, a white light came suddenly.

Qiu Lingjun looked sideways, and the lock thread flew out, scrambling to rush forward, thousands of people fighting, and shrank back suddenly when he touched the man in white, his expression was slightly panicked, and he hid his hands behind his back, "Look "Looking at the person, Nuonuo acted like a child who did something wrong: "...Brother." Stretching out his hand, he retracted anxiously, "I..."

He slaughtered the city.

Not a single one was left alive.

The puppet lost control and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Dead air filled, silent, cold, this is a city full of corpses.

Leng Xiang moved closer.

Qiu Lingjun unknowingly took two steps back, his face pale.

There is no need to even explain, the senior brother will hate him, and he will no longer like him... He began to feel sad, dazed, and heart-piercingly painful, and he didn't know where it came from.

He has a lot to say.

He was beaten so badly, his eyes were blind... he was really scared.

He nearly died many times.

……

But he couldn't say anything.

As if he was stupid, he was stunned and shouted, senior brother.

Someone clasped his wrist, cold and gentle: "Let's go."

He said, "Go back."

Qiu Lingjun raised his head suddenly, he couldn't see, and was completely empty: "...um."

He laughed, sweetly, "Go back."

Brother came to pick him up.

very nice.

He had dreamed many times, and this time it finally came true.

Xie Yu didn't ask Qiu Lingjun how he had spent the past 30 years, nor did he ask why Qiu Lingjun became like this, and his cultivation improved so fast.Qiu Lingjun didn't say anything either, he tugged on Xie Yu's sleeve, weak and pitiful, a gust of wind could frighten him, and followed behind Xie Yu like a dog, but it wasn't a weak and bully puppy like his appearance, but a mad dog.

The two leave.

The male cultivator squatted on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, looking at the corpses of old and young everywhere: "Crazy."

He seemed to cry and laughed, "It's going to change."

The black-clothed boy didn't kill them, so he probably wasn't a demon cultivator. Later, he knew that person, Jianzong Xie Wushuang.Now the identity of the boy in black is easy to identify. He is also a disciple of Jianzong and Xie Wushuang's younger brother.

It was Qiu Lingjun who disappeared 30 years ago.

The monstrous devilish energy hovered upwards.

There are many magic patterns appearing on the corpse, all of them are magic cultivators.

Qiu Lingjun slaughtered a city of demon cultivators.

……

The news cannot be withheld.

There was an uproar in the blue waters, turmoil in the Demon Realm, and a demon cultivator announced that he would kill Qiu Lingjun, causing ups and downs for a while.Not only the Demon Realm, but also the monks of the Righteous Path are also full of chills and fear, and some people even conclude that Qiu Lingjun's heart is cruel and tyrannical, and he may cause disaster in the future.

Even monks, few people slaughtered the city.The tens of thousands of people in Nanzhang City were wiped out in one breath, men, women, old and children, lackeys, flying insects, and no one was spared.

It is against the law of nature and perverse.

It also recalls the horrors of spirituality.

They finally understood why Lingxiu was labeled as an evil cultivator ten thousand years ago, and people hate dogs.Qiu Lingjun didn't just kill them, there were tens of thousands of corpses... Who could not be frightened.

Some orthodox monks even proposed to execute Qiu Lingjun, and the turmoil continued, and the crowd was furious, pushing the Qiu family and Jianzong to the cusp of the storm, creating an uproar.

However, the Qiu family and Jianzong have been shrinking all the time, and have not made a statement.

The slogan to execute Qiu Lingjun became louder and louder.

Blocked in Jianzong, there are countless cultivators in Yunzhou.

"We are at odds with the demon cultivator, but the demon cultivator is also a human being. How innocent are young children? Qiu Lingjun, how can you bear it?!"

"Cold-blooded and cruel, unworthy of being a human being. How can such a mind be worthy of being a disciple of Hongxue Immortal Venerable."

"How could he improve so fast in just 30 years? He must have practiced evil skills. I don't ask to execute him, but can Jianzong let us see what kind of skills Qiu Lingjun has cultivated."

"What technique? It must be magic technique."

"The female devil is a demon cultivator like He Huan. Qiu Lingjun must have intercourse with her, and her cultivation base has greatly increased."

"Hmph, it's a disgrace to the righteous way to live by flattery for a person from a famous family!"

As famous as Qiu Lingjun for his cold-blooded and brutal temper is his pretty face.

Otherwise, the female devil would not favor him for 30 years.

Sword Sect.

Misty Palace.

Hua Xunlu couldn't bear it anymore, and drew his sword and was about to attack: "Those idiots, Moxiu wanted to kill Qiu Lingjun, and they also booed. The simplest truth, don't you understand the reason why he is the enemy and my hero! "

So what about the massacre!If someone dares to arrest her, she will also massacre the city. "I don't know how many countries have been destroyed by ordinary people. I haven't seen them seek revenge from the demon cultivators. After killing a whole city of demon cultivators, they will cry like their parents died. Let me tell you, if Qiu Lingjun has the ability to slaughter Moyu together, then we will see who dares to force Lai Lai!"

Yun Buqi: "..."

He coughed twice and reminded, "Manner, manner."

Hua Xunlu has not healed from her serious injury and is still in a state of incompetence. She coldly said, "Yi, your father!"

Being greeted by Yun Buqi, he was helpless: "I am so innocent."

Ling Xun couldn't stand it anymore: "Look for the way!" What a girl's house.

He has not stated his position all this time, and in fact he does not like Qiu Lingjun's massacre of the city... So, how is it different from a demon cultivator?

The hostility is too great.

On the contrary, Hua Xunlu, who has always disliked Qiu Lingjun, is very firm in protecting Qiu Lingjun.

She patiently said: "If there is anything to discuss, kill a group and win over a group. After a few hundred years, no one will remember this matter."

"Anyway, they are all immortal cultivators." Yun Buqi was glared at by Hua Xunlu again, he choked up a bit, and continued, "We are the leaders of the righteous way, we must not kill indiscriminately."

Huang Yao, Huang Zui's second uncle, has been cared by the warning elders for a long time.

He finally came back.

Straw sandals, wine gourds, decadent and unbelievably handsome uncle holding a broken wooden stick, swaying drunkenly: "Isn't this my Jianzong? Why is it as noisy as a vegetable market? Did I go to the wrong place?" Take a look, "That's right, it's me, Jianzong."

Exhale, let your breath sink into your dantian, "Let's go! Let's go!"

A ray of sword light passed through, domineering, hit dozens of people paralyzed, and swaggered away.

The shouting and cursing broke out instantly.

"What wicked ghost!"

"Didn't see anyone?"

"Huang Yao!!!!"

Huang Yao took another sip of wine and cursed: "Blocking someone's door, your mouth still smells so bad, you guys are eating shit!"

Be quiet.

Huang Yao is famous for his hob meat and he is not stingy.

The kind that don't want any face.

"..."

Someone held his forehead, his face was ashen, "...you Huang Daoist."

"Say your mother!"

"yellow……"

"Your father is here!"

"..."

You shouldn't have talked to this bitch.