Qingfu City was in turmoil, and waves of violent auras slapped the blue sky wildly.

As the frequency increases, the blue sky appears to be in danger.

At this point, I am afraid that no one can see that the blue talisman based on the city is going to suppress this unknown monk.

But the old Taoist priest is dead, who can compete?

Can that Xishan, who holds a knife, stop that man?

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A few dozen miles away from Qingfu City, a small boat descended along the Sangjiang River. On the boat was a man in green standing.

If we say that the momentum of the West Mountain before makes people know that it is a peerless monk, the impression this person gives people is much more ordinary.

He stood at the bow of the boat and looked above Qingfu City with a complicated expression.

After a moment, a blue light came from far to near, landed on the bow of the ship, slowly showing its figure.

It was the old Taoist priest who had become somewhat ethereal. He looked at the man in green and frowned and said, "Qingtianjun, you and I have agreed that you don't count now?"

Who would know that the lord of Qingtian City, who should be in a hurry, is not in Qingtian City at this moment, but has arrived outside Qingfu City.

Qingtianjun turned his head, looked at the old Taoist priest, and sarcastically said, "You may know better than me about the agreement. See how many incense sticks of time you have to live."

When he fought with Qingtianjun in the city, Qingtianjun, who had just stepped into the vast ocean, was brave and arrogant. He thought he would take the life of the old Taoist priest within more than a hundred rounds, so he made an agreement with him that if he failed to achieve the result, the old Taoist priest would never step into Qingfu City for one day.

Although Qingtianjun won in the end, he really beat the old Taoist priest after a hundred moves. So in the following time, Qingtianjun did not step into Qingfu City, and he did not get here until today.

"Yan Fuling, don't worry, I won't step into that city before you completely dissipate in the world."

The old Taoist priest looked at the most famous monster in the demon land with a complicated expression.

Qingtianjun carried his hands on his back and looked at Qingfucheng indifferently and said, "The young man in Xishan is not an opponent. If he dies in my place, that old guy will be resolute. Besides, he is still kind of affection for me. I will save him later. As for that person, when he breaks through the city, it is the time to be full of energy. I just want to see how high his realm is."

The old Taoist priest asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Qingtianjun had no expression on his face, "It's been six thousand years. No matter how much he survives by relying on those sects, it's not necessarily the same as when he was back then. You used talismans to suppress them for hundreds of years. After a battle, even if you can survive, there is not much threat. If you don't want a big monster in the demon land, why don't we think about it?"

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly, "You demons are the most cunning by nature."

Qingtianjun looked at the dead man and reminded him in a serious manner: "The human race may not be much better, otherwise why would you do it in the demon land?"

The old Taoist priest was speechless for a moment and said nothing.

A moment later, the Taoist monk who had been liberated asked, "What should I do if that young man in the city? If you kill him, aren't you afraid of paying the score to Qingqiu?"

If the old Taoist priest was still alive, he would definitely not have talked so much.

Qingtianjun waved his hand slightly, and the scene of Li Fuyao under the lake appeared on the river. After pausing for a moment, he said, "If I have the chance, I dare to kill Qingqiu, but this shitty swordsman can't move at all."

There was some unconcealed helplessness in the words.

The old Taoist priest was a little confused.

He turned around and asked, "What are you planning in Qingtian City?"

Qingtianjun did not speak, he was not a good person, he was just a climber, and he was not in his eyes yet.

With a full conclusion, there are only three people in this world who can make him willing to speak well, two women, one big and one small.

In addition, it is the sword immortal that no one can beat.

These three must be the most unreasonable people in the world.

As for others, even if they want to reason with him, would they be worthy?

The old Taoist priest's green light was weak and gradually disappeared. Qingtianjun looked at the old Taoist priest who was about to disappear and suddenly said, "You are actually not stupid, you are just looking for a way to liberation."

The old Taoist priest laughed and said only a strange sentence, "If you really want to fight, Lin Hongzhu may not be able to beat me."

Qingtianjun shook his head, "You have just lived a few more years than him."

The words were blown away by the wind, and the old Taoist priest's last figure was blown away by the wind.

Qingtianjun looked at Qingfu City near him, and his expression said slightly, "What if I was born six thousand years earlier than me?"

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On the shore of the lake, Xishan, holding a knife, saw the person shrouded in fog appearing in the city.

I can't see my face clearly, men and women clearly, but I am full of momentum.

The surging demonic aura spread out from him, making Xishan feel extremely depressed.

If this is not a trick, Xishan can determine that the other party is definitely a monster in the sea.

But there are only a few great monsters in the sea of ​​demons, each of which is famous. Who doesn’t know where one of them popped up, and it’s still in Qingfu City?

Yan Fuling, who was climbing the tower, drew a talisman and could suppress a big monster. Isn’t it terrifying to say it?

When did the old Taoist priest have this ability?

Besides, a big monster can really suppress it with just one talisman?

Xishan's mind was constantly thinking, but now it seems that the monk who is not aware of the current realm did not notice Xishan, but was paying attention to the blue sky.

Xishan held the hilt tightly and was not ready to continue to take action. He next wanted to see if he could break through the blue sky. If he could not, even if his power was shocked, the sword behind Xishan would probably swing towards him.

Fierce auras kept bombarding the blue sky.

Countless scattered qi fell into the city and destroyed buildings.

The whole city was trembling slightly, and the existence that was always shrouded in the mist made another strange sound.

"squeak--"

As the sound rang through the city, cracks began to appear in the blue sky, and it seemed that it would be completely broken in no time.

Xishan looked at the sky with a complicated expression.

With a bang!

It's like a mirror breaking.

The blue sky curtain was completely broken.

Without the suppression of that talisman.

An unprecedented magnificent aura broke through the constraints and gradually emerged.

Just like the resurrection of the demon, the great demon appears in the world.

Xishan had no hesitation at all, and he was about to escape from Qingfu City. The things that the clan wanted to take had not been explained to him, but only said that this would be of great benefit to him from climbing the tower and entering the sea. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have rushed here from Xishan.

But that thing is the one pressing under this blue talisman?

How to get this, a big monster?

He could not tolerate Xishan thinking too much, his figure had already left the city.

While breaking through the blue sky, the man finally found something strange in the city and waved his palm from afar to the west mountain.

Countless majestic auras are rushing like a river, coming towards the west mountain.

This demon cultivator in the climbing tower realm was already injured. If he was hit with such a pill, he would really cut off the possibility of his practice.

Xishan gritted his teeth and slashed.

The sword light that was so domineering before was now only a few tricks in front of this majestic aura.

This knife could not stop it at all, and it was shattered by the qi machine after a moment.

Destroying and destroying, nothing more than this.

But while the qi machine was about to reach Xishan, one hand grabbed Xishan's robe and threw it out casually. At the same time, there was a saying from afar, "Go back to Xishan!"

The Qingtianjun appeared in the air on the lake.

Xishan's face turned pale, but he still clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for helping the demon king."

Qingtianjun had no expression on his face, just looking at the fog in front of him, and stretched out his hand from afar.

There are only two words.

"Come on the fight!"
Chapter completed!