The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

This day, early in the morning.

Before the morning dew fell, when the morning dawn was rising, Ji Changan had already come to the tomb of the living dead, looking towards the top of the mountain with the rising sun.

But between the clouds and mist, a majestic palace is hidden in the fog, almost like a fairy treasure, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, worthy of the reputation of "the world's first blessed land".

"What a treasure!"

"Wang Chongyang will choose a place!"

Looking at the Chongyang Palace on the top of the mountain, Ji Changan praised lightly, and then looked at the tomb of the living dead behind him, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to laugh and said:

"The Quanzhen Sect is a treasure land of immortals, what about you, a group of female ghosts in ancient tombs?"

Behind him, Lin Yu snorted coldly and didn't say much.

Li Mochou on the side glanced at Ji Changan charmingly, and said angrily:

"Don't talk nonsense, who is a female ghost?"

"Hahaha, even if my family is a female ghost, she is also the most beautiful ghost in the world!"

"You man!"

The little dragon girl didn't pay attention to the flirting and scolding of the dog man and woman, but bit her fingers, looked at the Dao Palace on the top of the mountain, and said with envy:

"That's the Quanzhen Sect, their sect is so magnificent!"

When Ji Changan heard this, he smiled thoughtfully, and then said half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Long'er has taken a fancy to that Chongyang Palace?"

Xiaolongnu blinked, as if she didn't understand what Ji Changan meant.

"If you like it, then I will take this heavy palace today, and then drive the group of stinky Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect to the ancient tomb, so that they can also taste the taste of shame, how about it?"

Ji Changan is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and one mouth can scare a person to death.

But the little dragon girl is also ignorant of the world, I don't know how earth-shattering Ji Changan's words are, but she clapped her hands happily.

"Yay!"

The little dragon girl tilted her head, as if she had thought of something, and said seriously:

"However, the master said that the Tomb Sect belongs to the ancestral mother-in-law, and the stinky Taoist priests are not allowed to step into half a step. "

Ji Changan nodded, and said seriously:

"What Long Er said makes sense. "

"Then drive them down the mountain, cultivators, you should travel all over the world. "

This big and small conversation, Lin Yu's eyelids on the side jumped wildly.

You two, this is completely ignoring Wang Chongyang and the Quanzhen faction!

Forget about Xiaolongnu, she is still a child, and it is normal to be ignorant, but are you Ji Changan also a child?

"You two, don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Yu took a deep breath, he really couldn't listen to 000, glared at Ji Changan, and reminded:

"Ji Changan, even if you are good at martial arts, you can't be too proud. "

"You may not know, in addition to Wang Chongyang, the Quanzhen Sect also has the seven sons of Quanzhen in the door, all of whom have extraordinary martial arts, if they form the Tiangang Beidou Great Array, even the Great Grandmaster can be worthy of a battle. "

"What's more, there are thousands of Taoist disciples under the Quanzhen Sect, and you are so unscrupulous to provoke the door, not to mention that you are angry with the young lady, even you are afraid that you will have to ride in!"

When Ji Changan heard this, he smiled indifferently.

"Thank you seniors for your concern, the kid knows it. "

"The huge Quanzhen faction, only one Wang Chongyang can get into my eyes, and the rest are just local chickens and dogs, no matter how many people there are, they are vulnerable. "

After that, Ji Changan looked up at the sky, and saw that the morning sun had gradually risen in the sky, so he smiled and said:

"It's almost time, and it's time for me to go. "

The next moment, I heard a clear sound like a dragon chanting and a phoenix.

Immediately afterwards, seven sword lights of different colors roared out, and in the shocked eyes of Lin Yu and Xiaolong Nu Master and Apprentice, they quietly merged into a huge seven-colored fairy sword.

Ji Changan jumped on top of the fairy sword, pinched the sword technique, and smiled indifferently.

"Long'er, don't worry, I'll go to Quanzhen for a visit, you can wait for me here with peace of mind, it won't be long before I can return, and then I will take you to the bottom of the mountain to eat delicious food." "

Before the words fell, he saw the colorful fairy light blooming, Ji Changan seemed to control the rainbow, Lingyun went straight up, and roared towards the Quanzhen sect on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the figure of the sword gone, like a fairy, Lin Yu, who had always been cold and arrogant, was still in a sluggish state, with a pair of clear eyes that were extremely large, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

She has followed Lin Chaoying since she was a child, and she can be regarded as a real master who has seen this world.

But today, this shocking and vulgar, like the peerless sword immortal in the script, is unheard of and unseen.

The shock in her heart is hard to describe in words.

And the little dragon girl on the side was already stunned and speechless, and after a long time, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva and said to Li Mochou on the side:

"Senior sister, it turns out that Brother Chang'an is really a fairy!"

Li Mochou smiled, his bright autumn eyes were full of pride, his snow-white chin was raised, and his lips set off a touching arc.

"I said it a long time ago, my family is not a mortal, you don't believe it!"

"Dumbfounded now, aren't you?"

Zhongnan Mountain is located in the middle of the 800-mile Qinling Mountains.

Since ancient times, it has been known as "the fairy capital", "the crown of the cave sky" and "the first blessed land in the world".

Since Wang Chongyang founded the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain, and won the Huashan Sword, and won the name of the first of the five uniques, the Great Song Daomen has also flourished.

The Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain began to enjoy the reputation of "the authentic martial arts of the world" in the martial arts.

Wang Chongyang has also become a leading figure in the Daomen, and is known as the pillar of the Daomen after Zhang Sanfeng.

A strength that should not be underestimated.

It can be inferred from what Lin Yu said that Wang Chongyang had touched the threshold of the Land Immortal Realm ten years ago, and after ten years of cultivation, it is very likely that he has broken through and become a real Land Immortal.

It's even better than inviting the moon and the stars.

is undoubtedly the top master that Ji Changan has faced in his life.

But there was no fear in his heart, and he was even eager to try.

"I haven't fought against the real land immortals yet, Wang Chongyang, I hope you don't let me down, it's best to let me have a happy fight!"

Ji Changan pursed his lips and smiled, and then the flying sword under his feet shone brightly, and the speed suddenly became three points faster, like thunder and lightning, and suddenly, he had already come to the outside of Zixiao Palace.

At this time, it was the time for the Quanzhen disciples to do their morning classes, and hundreds of disciples gathered on the square in front of the Chongyang Palace to practice martial arts and chant sutras.

Suddenly, above the sky, a divine rainbow swept by, like a rainbow in the clear sky, this kind of vision, naturally attracted everyone's amazement.

"The sky is clear today, but there is a rainbow of light, could it be that God knows that the Chongyang Patriarch will soon be in the world, and he will send a vision and come to see him off?"

In the crowd, a young Taoist priest muttered to himself.

I never thought that the next moment, I saw that the rainbow light actually fell from the sky, like a long rainbow through the sun, and like a comet falling, accompanied by a dazzling colorful fairy light, it fell outside the Chongyang Palace.

Rumble!!!

At the moment of landing, Wan Jun's divine power burst out, as if the entire Zhongnan Mountain was shaking.

The white stone floor tiles paved outside the Chongyang Palace flew like waves, and the ripples spread in all directions, and the cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, and the deafening loud noises rang out one after another.

In an instant, hundreds of Quanzhen disciples only felt that the sky was spinning, as if the earth dragon had turned over, and they couldn't stand at all, and some of the weaker ones turned pale, and blood spurted out wildly.

"Help!!"

"This ...... What's going on!?"

"What the hell is going on—"

"It's like a meteor has fallen!"

Amidst the countless noises, exclamations, and curses, the Quanzhen disciples, who had been shaken by the impact just now, gradually came back to their senses, and all their eyes looked towards the big pit in the center of the square.

But I saw that in the huge pit, there was a handsome white-clothed figure standing proudly like jade. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

His white clothes are like snow, his long body is jade, his sword eyebrows are in his temples, his phoenix eyes are powerful, and his handsome face without any flaws seems to be like a celestial man who has come out of the picture scroll.

What's even more incredible is that there are seven spirit swords of different colors suspended beside him, which set it off as if it were a fairy in the dust, and the majesty is boundless.

"Could this person be a heavenly immortal god who can't come into the world?!"

At this moment, the hundreds of Quanzhen disciples present all had such a thought in their hearts suddenly, and their eyes were full of horror and incredulity.

Ji Changan stood with his hands in his hands, put a spirit sword into the Sky Devouring Bead, and then slowly raised his head, and his gaze (ccah) swept lightly towards the disciples of the whole town around him.

Everywhere he looked, no one dared to look at him, these Quanzhen disciples, who usually boasted of being from famous families and had always been proud, felt as small as ants at this moment.

Ji Chang'an's eyes swept around, and it seemed that he had not found any trace of Wang Chongyang or even the seventh son of Quanzhen, so he slowly spoke:

"Where is Wang Chongyang?"

No one dared to answer.

In the end, in the crowd, a young Taoist priest walked out and bowed to Ji Chang'an.

"The seniors are here, and if you miss the distance, please forgive your sins!"

"In Xia Yin Zhiping, three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect ......"

Before Yin Zhiping's words were finished, he suddenly felt a creepy feeling surging in his heart, as if he was being watched by a divine dragon.

Suddenly, he only felt that his mind was stagnant, he couldn't see, he couldn't speak, and even his breathing became extremely difficult, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and he unconsciously fell to his knees on the ground.

The next moment, the figure like a god and demon suddenly appeared in front of Yin Zhiping, looked down at him condescendingly, and said quietly:

"Who do you say you are?"

Yin Zhiping raised his head with difficulty and replied in a trembling voice:

"Seniors spare their lives...... Under Yin Zhiping...... My teacher is a ...... of the mound and the machine."

Before the words fell, Yin Zhiping snorted, as if his head was pressed by an invisible divine force, and the whole person slammed to the ground, as if he was crushed by a mountain, and his bones were clattered.

Ji Changan stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was cold, his eyebrows flew obliquely like a blade, giving people a cold and pressing chill like frost and snow, and the killing intent in his eyes surged, looking down at Yin Zhiping who was kneeling on the ground in front of him. []

This is really a narrow road.

When Ji Changan read the Condor in his previous life, he was extremely disgusted with this person.

And in this life, I came to the ancient tomb by chance, got along with the little dragon girl very well, and loved this simple and innocent snack very much in my heart.

In this way, for this Yin Zhiping, he naturally has murderous intent.

"Senior...... Spare ......"

"I really don't know...... What the hell did you do wrong......"

Looking at Yin Zhiping, who was dying and struggling in front of him, Ji Changan smiled calmly, the corners of his mouth lifted a cold arc, and said lightly:

"If I don't kill you, I won't be able to understand my thoughts. "

"If you want to blame, blame your name Yin Zhiping!"

Before the words fell, he saw a flash of silver light in Ji Changan's eyes, as if two rounds of divine moon had emerged, staring at Yin Zhiping's sad and angry eyes, and his spiritual power turned into an invisible blade and penetrated into his mind.

Bang!

In the next moment, in the frightened gaze of many Quanzhen disciples, Yin Zhiping's head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered everywhere, dripping all over the ground.

The head of the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen faction, Yin Zhiping, known as Xiao Zhenren, died!

Looking at the tragic headless corpse and the blood everywhere, the entire square fell into a dead silence, and countless Quanzhen disciples were so frightened that they even collapsed directly to the ground.

"Senior Brother Yin is dead!!"

"Hell, hell, ahhh

"This guy is not a person at all, quick, go find the master!!"

After a short silence, a tragic and terrifying sound followed, and the noise in front of the entire Chongyang Palace was like a fried pot.

But Ji Changan didn't pay attention to these noisy crowds, but was secretly thinking about the Taiyin Soul Killing Technique that he had just cast.

This move, born from the soul transfer Dafa in the Nine Yin True Scripture, can not only charm people's minds after being improved by him, but also be able to cause damage!

And because Ji Changan has cultivated both hands and has been refined, his spiritual power is far more abundant than that of ordinary people, so the damage caused is still terrifying.

Like just now, it was easy to directly smash Yin Zhiping's head.

"The power is not bad, but the way of casting it is still limited, you have to look at people before you can use it, the restrictions are too great, it seems that when you have time, you have to try to improve it. "

Just as Ji Changan was secretly thinking in his heart, the seven figures also jumped away from the Chongyang Palace like flying cranes, and then fell into the crowd.

It is the belated true seventh son.

Qiu Chuji stepped forward, swept his eyes, and there seemed to be anger gathering under his eyes, and said sharply:

"What's going on? Why is it so scattered!"

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, who were scattered in a cloud of sand and were almost about to scatter birds and beasts, could be regarded as seeing the backbone of the main heart, and finally relieved the horror in their hearts a little, and stepped forward one after another to cry:

"Qiyuqiu Zhenren, Senior Brother Yin has been killed!"

"There is a demon who comes to attack my Chongyang, and I ask a real person to kill the demon and subdue the demon!"

"The devil is fierce and powerful, invincible, Qiu Zhenren, go and ask the Chongyang Patriarch to !!"

Looking at the countless faces around him, which were either frightened or sad, Qiu Chuji couldn't help frowning, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

And after hearing that Yin Zhiping was killed, Qiu Chuji's eyes widened even more, and with an exclamation of "ah", he grabbed the disciple in front of him, and shouted:

"What did you say?!"

"Who killed Zhiping—"

Following the gaze of many Quanzhen disciples, Qiu Di and the seven sons of Quanzhen looked towards the boulder inscribed "The Ancestral Court of the World" erected in the center of the square.

But I saw that on the side of the boulder, a person stood with his hands in his hands, his body was long and straight, and his facial features and face were extremely handsome, and he stood there, as if he was observing the inscription on the boulder, and he never moved, giving people an indescribable indifference and ethereal.

This scene should be picturesque.

But what is shocking is that not far from the feet of this handsome young man, there is a headless corpse lying horizontally, blood flowing all over the ground, extremely tragic.

On one side, a handsome young man stood with his hands in his hands, like an amorous son, while on the other side was blood flowing all over the ground, headless corpses, drenched in blood.

This kind of scene is really a bit weird and chilling.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji was staring at the headless corpse, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and suddenly, a thought that made his eyes tear and his spine chilled emerged.

"Wouldn't it!?"

"Zhiping—"

The headless corpse is clearly his most valued disciple, Yin Zhiping!