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The head of Qingyun Sect, the supreme leader of the world's righteous path for a hundred years, is still bleeding from the wound. When the black aura seemed to be getting stronger, he slowly walked out step by step with his own strength.

His aura instantly covered everyone. The dark green Taoist robe was flying without wind. He faintly saw his hands, clenched his fists deeply, and even his nails fell into the flesh.

"Taiqing Realm!"

At this moment, the cultivation level exposed by Taoist Master Daoxuan shocked Ye Fan.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the case back then would make you so worried. Come and try it and see if I, a senior brother, deserve to be the head of this sect!"

Zhenren Daoxuan looked at Cangsong with his eyes squinted, and suddenly stretched out his palms from his fists. Drops of black blood gushed out from the wound of his right hand, and the black air on his face gradually faded. However, his face became paler, but his voice became shrill, with a hint of disdain: "You deserve it?"

Taoist Cang Song suddenly laughed and said, "Yes, you are amazing. Qingyun's disciples always regarded Senior Brother Wan and you as the two prides. I am not your opponent, but someone will deal with you."

Zhenren Daoxuan looked solemn and said coldly: "Who is it?"

In the main hall, everyone held their breath, and the Qingyun Sect disciples looked at each other. Standing aside, they saw the Tianyin Temple, the Fenxiang Valley and others in the Qingyun Sect, but they also looked embarrassed.

Taoist Cangsong laughed endlessly, and at this moment, a thick voice suddenly came from outside the Yuqing Hall: "Old Friend Daoxuan, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I can be glad to congratulate you when you look like you were like the past!"

The sound was like thunder and rumbling. In a moment, there were suddenly shouts of killing outside Tongtian Peak, and the mountain was in chaos. In the panic, someone shouted from afar, "The demon sect is coming up the mountain!"

"What?"

All the Qingyun Sect members were disgraced. Master Daoxuan took a breath and pointed at Daoist Cangsong, saying in disbelief: "You, how dare you betray the master's sect and collude with the Demon Sect!"

Taoist Cangsong laughed wildly and said, "Yes, I just colluded with the Demon Sect, so what! In my opinion, Qingyun Sect hides dirty and dirty things, which is worse than the Demon Sect! In order to avenge Senior Brother Wan, I don't care even if I go to hell, let alone colluding with the Demon Sect?"

Su Ru's face was pale and she whispered: "Crazy, crazy, he's really crazy!"

Tian Buyi heard it and looked grim. He knew that over the years, Taoist Cangsong had great power in the Qingyun Sect, and even his daily defense was responsible for it. Today, the Demon Cult came in a large-scale battle, and it was only when everyone realized it when they arrived at the Yuqing Palace. The situation was so bad that it was beyond the reach of the bad situation.

"Who!"

Outside the Yuqing Palace, several loud shouts from Qingyun disciples sounded, but only a few "swish" sounds were heard, as if a master came to the air. Then, several "bangs" sounds, and several Qingyun disciples fell in and rolled on the ground.

At the door, four figures flashed, which were the four major sect leaders of the Demon Sect.

Yu Yangzi and the Poison God stood in the middle, the Ghost King and the Sanmiao Fairy stood on both sides, and the four of them looked into the hall and walked slowly in.

The oldest poison god made a "tsk tsk" sound and smiled and said, "Old Friend Daoxuan, you've been missing for a hundred years, are you okay?"

Zhenren Daoxuan's body shook, his pupils contracted, and he said coldly: "Popular God!"

The Poison God laughed: "It is me, the immortal. I was defeated by your sword a hundred years ago at the foot of the Qingyun Mountain, and now I see you as charming as before, I am so relieved!"

Zhenren Daoxuan looked at the four people one by one. At the same time, dozens of people from the Demon Sect walked into the gate of Yuqing Palace. Looking at the demeanor of these people, I was afraid that none of them would be easy to meet. Most of the strength of the Demon Sect for more than a hundred years has been here.

Among the people who have seen it are Qinglong, Youji, Bai Duzi of Wandu Sect, etc. among them. As for the others, they are mostly masters of the four major sects.

And in the distance, the shouts of killing became louder and louder, and from time to time I heard the roar of despair. Qingyun Mountain, which used to be like a fairyland on earth, seemed to be covered by blood at this moment, as if it was hell.

Zhenren Daoxuan took a deep breath and barely calmed down. Today, the disaster broke out, and the foreign enemies rushed in again. Without asking, it was the most critical moment in the century. As the supreme leader of the thousand-year-old sect, he must not let this foundation be destroyed in his own hands.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly walked out of the crowd and said aloud: "Master Wan, things have come to this point, and I won't leave now, when will I wait?"

"What!"

"What did he say!"

"I heard it right, Senior Brother Ye seemed to be saying..."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd. The panic of the Demon Cult before disappeared without a trace. Many people looked at Ye Fan in the scene curiously, not knowing who he was talking to.

"Boy, you're pretending to be a ghost..."

Yu Yangzi in the Demon Sect seemed to be the most impatient. With a wave of his hand, all the masters of the Demon Sect suddenly shone with various brilliance on their hands, and they were obviously about to take action immediately.

At this moment, an old man suddenly appeared in the field, dressed in gray clothes and hunched over, so old that he could no longer be older.

"well,"

The old man slowly raised his head, with disappointment in his eyes. He looked at the Taoist Cangsong whose face changed drastically not far away, and sighed: "Junior Brother Cangsong, you are wrong... really wrong..."

"Who are you……"

Hearing this familiar name, looking at the old man's old face, a series of screams sounded in the Yuqing Palace, one after another, and lasting for a long time, "Wan Jianyi!"

"Senior Brother Wan, it's him, yes, it's him!"

"That's great, Senior Brother Wan is still alive!"

At this moment, Taoist Cangsong's face was extremely wonderful. He stared at the visitor in a daze, muttering, "Senior Brother Wan, is it really you...Senior Brother Wan...I...I..."

Seeing that things had changed unexpectedly, the Ghost King and the Poison God quickly exchanged their eyes and shouted in unison, "Take it!"

As soon as the words finished, a sudden change began. Just as everyone's attention was on Wan Jianyi's body, dozens of lights appeared at the same time as the righteous people, and two sharp lights hit Puhong's unprepared back!

"Buzz!"

It was a long time to say that, just as everyone almost thought that Puhong and others were going to be seriously injured by this sudden sneak attack, a light yellow light curtain stood in front, almost blocking these dozens of magic weapons.

"Amitabha!"

Puhong and others who reacted were shocked and angry, and a dazzling golden light burst out from their bodies, sacrificing their own magic weapons, and attacked Shangguan Ce and others without mercy.

Suddenly, the treasure lights in the Yuqing Palace intertwined and screamed in pain.

Everyone in the hall quickly understood the truth of the matter. Zhenren Daoxuan even turned to look at Taoist Cangsong: "Okay, okay, you did a good job, it's really a secret! "

The ghost king beside him said, "It's a pity that he's still a move." As he said that, he looked at Ye Fan again, feeling a little unwilling.

Everyone present could see clearly that the fake Shangguan Ce and others were almost going to succeed. Even if they could not kill Puhong, they could at least get rid of Qingyun Sect's help. If all this is really successful, Qingyun will be in danger.
Chapter completed!