After hearing the words of the Fayuan monk from Wutai Sect, Li Qing sneered, looked at the green-robed ancestor sitting on the main seat, and looked at the Fayuan monk and said, "How profound is the cultivation of Taiyi Hunyuan master of Wutai Sect in the past? Although his personality is stubborn and strong, he is also a practitioner of Taoism in some aspects. For example, not bullying mortals is valuable in the left path. Although the disciples of the disciples are of varying quality, they can also control the upper and lower levels and maintain the identity of the people who practice truth. Unfortunately, in order to maintain a group of evil disciples who have done many evil deeds, they finally end up ruining their own reputation and destroying people."

Fa Yuan's expression changed suddenly, and he heard Li Qing say again: "To this day, you and others still do not repent. They practice asceticism and practice Buddhism have become more and more serious, and they are in compatible with evil people. They recognize thieves as relatives, persecut mortals, and do all evil things. They do not feel ashamed, but proud, and tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Now even the green-robed ancestor sitting on the top changed his expression. Why do you recognize the thief as a relative? Isn’t this reflecting yourself?

Damn boy!

The great monk Zhitong was even more furious and shouted: "What kind of thing are you, a junior? You dare to make noise here. We act in accordance with our heart desires. The way of heaven should be in favor of whether it is against or against. It is better than those of you so-called hypocrites of the right path."

Li Qing disagreed and said in his heart: Although hypocrites are disgusting, since they have the word "fake", they always have some concerns in their behavior and are always less harmful to the world, just like Zhu Mei, who is narrow-minded and jealous. If they were not bound by the name of the right path, they might not have become a big devil. People's desires are endless, and even more so, even if they are not restrained, what a terrible appearance will this world become.

He looked at the demons in the hall and smiled faintly. Because he knew that he would not really die in the virtual reality world, he was really fearless and said, "Who am I, the nameless young man in the Emei Sect - Li Qing, and I am not arguing with you and others today. Now, my senior master of righteousness, the three immortals and two elders have all gone to Chengdu Prefecture in person. Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, I will wait for the evil demons to survive for a few more days, and wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month after the New Year. But there is a battle, grudges and grudges, and we will be cleared together. It will be a good victory in the end."

"The little thief is rampant!"

As soon as Li Qing finished speaking, he saw a strong man in a long black-faced shirt beside Monk Fayuan, waved his hand to create a thick light. He didn't know what magic weapon it was and rushed straight towards Li Qing's face.

At the same time, there were two people on the other side who were eager to try, and each took out his magic weapon, which meant to attack.

But just as we were about to take action, the monk Zhitong, who was standing aside, glanced at him, and the two stopped and watched the change.

Although Li Qing seemed careless after coming, he was actually very cautious in his heart. He kept paying attention to the evil demons on both sides when he spoke.

When the black-faced man took action, he immediately reacted. He stared at the thick faint light that was coming, calmly not rushing, and didn't even move his hands. He just opened his mouth and squirted out a breath and spitted on the flying sword in front of him, Qingyue.

The flying sword suddenly shook, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a green light roared out, as if a virtual moonlight was drawn in the void to face the coming light.

Li Qing has just made great progress in his strength and is really at the moment of his most powerful momentum. This sword makes him full of energy and powerful aura.

The flying sword crashed straight into the faint light, and instantly, a series of dense sounds of gold and iron clashing sounds sounded, followed by a "pop" sound like an iron block falling to the ground, falling down a black curved shield hook full of holes.

The black iron shield seemed to be like an ant nest, and its surface was densely poked with flying swords.

Just then, this magic weapon was hit by the Qingyue Sword no less than a thousand times. The spiritual energy formation in the magic weapon had long been broken and had become a piece of scrap iron.

At this moment, Li Qing smiled and looked calm, as if the attack just now was just doing it casually, effortless, and his leisurely mind showed even more contempt for the enemy in silence.

Qunxie couldn't help but take a breath, and the people who were eager to try just now stopped thinking.

Especially the black-faced man who took action was even more frightened. He never met him. A magic weapon shield that had been practised for many years was ruined!

He was frightened and heartbroken, and wanted to find his face again, but when he thought of the agile sword light as strong as a dragon and as dense as a sudden rain, he could not raise his courage no matter what.

However, the evil demon in the hall didn't know that the attack just now had actually consumed most of Li Qing's magic power.

If the black-faced man insisted on attacking at this moment, Li Qing would immediately show his fear, and he would probably have to choose to escape in panic.

Li Qing secretly observed the expression of the evil demon in the hall. Seeing the black-faced man hesitated for a while, then shrank back, and the evil eyes all shrank, and most of them were looking at the green-robed ancestor sitting on the upper head.

The Green-robed Ancestor was drinking on his own, as if he had not seen Li Qing’s actions just now.

It is not a question that the Green-robed ancestor retreated. He had already made a move after he arrived at Ciyun Temple. Not only did he not get the best, he lost most of the hundred-poisoned golden silkworm Gu.

This old demon went to Ciyun Temple in person to take charge, saying that he was invited by Venerable Poison Dragon, but as the saying goes, "No need to get up early without profit", so the green-robed ancestor naturally had his own little plan.

Now he has not gained any benefits and has suffered huge losses. If he can't get it in a few moves against the boy on the other side, he will lose face and it will not be worth the loss.

Otherwise, what if these evil demons are selfish!

Seeing the evil spirits flinched, Li Qing's hearts surged and said loudly: "Everyone is a famous and surnamed cultivation. If he really has the ability, just wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to decide one male and female. I am alone to visit. It would be fine if you don't talk about the reception, but you even attacked. Isn't it ridiculous to the world for such a mighty aura?"

Fayuan was annoyed, but he was unwilling to take action himself. He originally hoped that the old ancestor of the green robe was even more cunning. He was bullied in front of the door and did not fight back. Instead, he calmed down.

He cursed in his heart, "If I had known this, why would I respect you as the leader? I will be the leader."

Thinking of this, he was already disappointed and had no desire to fight anymore, so he simply stood up and said, "Your name is Li Qing, right?"

"That's right." Li Qing raised his head and looked at Fayuan.

Fayuan also has to praise this son's courage.

Then he said, "You don't have to show off your verbal advantage. We just saw that you are a junior and didn't want to fight with you, otherwise you would not be able to get out of Ciyun Temple."

Seeing that Li Qing was just sneering, Fa Yuan was upset and didn't want to say much, knowing that he had lost his momentum.

"You go. Since the war is released, let's go. The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is not far away. As time comes, it will be clear."

When Li Qing heard this, he felt relieved in his heart and clasped his fists and said, "Since that's the case, I'll report it. Take care of everyone, and I'll say goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qing poured all the magic power left in his body into the Qingyue Sword.

In an instant, I saw the sword energy in the Great Hall, and the cold light as cold as the moon.

Everyone present could feel the murderous aura contained in the cold and intimidating sword aura.

Li Qing, who had been a general and killed more than 10,000 enemies, burst out his murderous aura for the first time, and immediately shocked the evil spirits.
Chapter completed!