"Get out!" The magical power of the golden thunder clothes was activated, and a light golden glow appeared between his sleeves. With his wave, he drew a perfect arc in the air, knocking the falling knife away, and slapped it out with a palm, looking at Elder Situ across the air.

Although Elder Situ of Penglai Pavilion was in the first place among the people in the hall, after all, he was only around the middle stage of refining Gang Refining Gang, and the quality of refining Gang Demon was average, and the purity of magic power was not comparable to that of Ren Qianxing.

Faced with a blow that contained Yuan Qingwei's cultivation level of 80%, Ren Qianxing dared not say that he could take it, let alone the Elder Situ of Penglai Pavilion? The treasure light on his body just flashed symbolically, and was knocked out and hit a wall in the hall. After falling to the ground, he vomited three mouthfuls of blood and couldn't stand up.

At the same time, Taiyi whisk started, and gently waved it to hit the clear light scattered on Lu Ping's body. Looking at the soul-catching and soul-stirring rolling beside Lu Ping, Yuan Qing frowned slightly, and did not choose to stop it, watching it fall into Lu Ping's hands.

"What do you want to do?" The sudden change shocked the audience, but when Yuan Qingwei was standing in front of Lu Ping, many elders of Qingcheng Sect also reacted, protected the head Daoxuan, and looked at Yuan Qingwei vigilantly.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Qing sneered, looking behind them and said sarcastically: "The soul-catching soul has been handed over. What is Lu Ping's ability to do something under your nose? To put it bluntly, isn't it just a thief calling for catching a thief?"

"What!" Many elders of Qingcheng Sect changed their expressions when they heard this. When they turned to look, they happened to see Dao Xuan's face changing drastically. They hit Dao Zhen standing beside him with a palm.

Dao Zhen followed Dao Xuan's strength and followed the elders, and fled from the place where the Qingcheng Sect was standing on the left, and fled to the entrance of the hall.

"What are you doing?" At this time, Daoxuan's face was extremely pale and his voice was dull. A clear thrust appeared on the dark Taoist robe. The blood made the wound even darker. Five strange black auras spread out from the wound, trying to flow towards Daoxuan's limbs and bones.

"What am I doing?" Dao Zhen's expression became extremely ferocious when he heard this. He looked at Dao Xuan and said, "I'm plotting against you, can't you see it?"

Yuan Qingwei, who knew more clearly through memory, was too lazy to pay attention to the confrontation on the field and the incident of the Qingcheng Sect's scandal. He pulled Lu Ping, who was kneeling on the ground, away from the sight of both sides, and on the other hand, he was also staring at Lu Ping.

He stared at the wound on Daoxuan's body with his eyes faintly red, then stared at Daozhen's figure and muttered softly: "It's him, it must be him..."

He sighed secretly. The former Yuan Qingwei had thought about keeping Lu Ping away from this destined disaster, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that he was too late and no matter how he did it, it would be useless.

The unique skills of Buddhism and Taoism have already met in Lu Ping's body, and the soul-catching and soul-catching are also formed. As a protector, it is better to let Lu Ping follow his original fate and leave here than to let Lu Ping stay in the Qingcheng Sect that is not suitable for him.

"Daoxuan, we haven't seen each other for a hundred years, but today, we want to chat with you!" A series of colorful poisonous gases rose from the bottom of Qingcheng Mountain, and then three figures appeared at the entrance of the Qingcheng Sect Hall. They were the heads of the three major sects of Demon Dao.

And the one who spoke just now was a short, slightly swollen old woman walking in the center.

Daoxuan looked at the old woman in front of him and his face changed slightly: "Grandma Jiu!"

This person is a figure from Teacher Daoxuan's generation and the head of the contemporary Five Immortal Sect. Although he is not a match for Daoxuan's alone, his poison skills are extremely superb. If there is a group battle, everyone present, even Yuan Qingwei may not be better than the other party.

Daoxuan looked at Grandma Jiu, then turned to look at Dao Zhen and said, "You are so happy!"

Grandma Jiu made a tsk sound, and said with a strange smile: "Daoxuan, your junior brother is naturally good! Who made you famous and righteous people so good at playing? Daozhen was killed by playing Daozhen a hundred years ago, which attracted today's variables. It really made my mother-in-law, so my eyes wide open!"

"It's a pity to say that, after I was defeated by Dao Zhen a hundred years ago, I spent a hundred years to practice the Five Poisons Magical Art to the realm of the Seven Colorful Poison Mist, Dao Zhen died! Dao Zhen is lonely! Dao Xuan, why not let's have fun?"

After saying that, Grandma Jiu spit out the seven-color poisonous smoke from her mouth, turning into poisonous snakes and heading towards Daoxuan.

"Why do you need the leader to do it? Let me see, mother-in-law, how have you made progress over the years?" As Lu Ping's teacher, Daoming, is a master of Qingcheng Sect, and his cultivation is no worse than Ren Qianxing. At this time, Daoming was injured, and Daoming stepped forward without hesitation.

The most important thing is that the practice of Daoming is biased towards Lihuo, which just restrains Grandma Jiu's poisonous skills.

The action of the two was like a signal. The heads and elders of the Nine Womens, the Five Immortals Sect, the Yin-Yang Sect, and the disciples also stepped forward to fight with the elders, disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and a group of monks from the Prajna Temple.

During this period, the disciples of Penglai Pavilion protected the seriously injured Elder Situ, while on the same side, representatives of the Shuiyuetong family, the Divine Bing Duan family, the Longhu Wang family, and the Liuheba family. They had the ability to avoid the center of the battle and "work hard" to fight with a group of demon monks.

‘Here!’ Yuan Qingwei, who was protecting Lu Ping, never left the aisle.

After feeling the changes in the aura of Daoxuan, Yuan Qingwei sacrificed the Sancai Vision Mirror, reflecting the changes in the aura of the entire hall inside and outside. He saw the faint seal script appearing and combining, and the inspiration of the entire Qingcheng Mountain was thinking of the gathering of the hall.

Seeing such a scene, Dao Zhen's face turned pale and he said in horror: "Tongtian Sword!"

The next second, an ancient stone sword slowly rose from the center of the hall. Apart from the few tiny cracks on the surface, the stone sword looked quite ordinary overall.

Yuan Qing frowned slightly: ‘Crack?’

Although there is a description of Tongtian Sword in my memory, Yuan Qingwei always thought that this paragraph was wrong, and the backlash of the sword was also due to other willingness. But now it seems that the problem with Tongtian Sword is not in other places, but in integrity!

‘In this way, my chances of winning were two points higher for no reason.’ Looking at Dao Xuan who showed his divine power above and forced many elders of the Demon Cult to retreat, Yuan Qingwei had no sense of urgency.

"Ghost!" The members of the Demon Cult just left, and a scream attracted everyone's attention again. Yuan Qing turned his head slightly and frowned and looked at the sky.

He noticed a trace of fate, but thinking about it, the person who screamed at this time was an important person who promoted everything and the truth to be revealed in Yuan Qingwei's memory. He was also the only survivor in Lu Ping's village in the past, except for him and another boy.

But essentially, this person is just an ordinary person. Even if he is crazy, he is taken in by the Qingcheng Sect. He should be in a secluded position that is biased towards the back mountain. How could he appear in front of the main hall?

Moreover, as a person driven crazy by blood and fear, he should instinctively escape where fear may occur.

But in fact, he did the opposite and came over to tell me. Fortunately, at the most suitable time, he saw Kong Shi, covered in blood. His exclamation and the persecution of another survivor forced Kong Shi to tell what Kong Shi did back then.

After talking about the cause and effect of the matter, Yuan Ding looked at Lu Ping again and said, "Donor Lu, please take care of yourself and go..."

"Bang!" A crisp slap sounded, and then Yuan Ding enjoyed the treatment of Elder Situ just now. He was slapped by Yuan Qing with a slap, and half of his originally white face was swollen.

"Just let go of anything! If you came to explain things clearly ten years ago, there would be no such thing as today. Or if you came to show it clearly today, I would be more respectful to you."

"Now, you have been forced to the corner of the wall, and you have only told the matter. What's the matter? Do you still have to let Lu Ping down? Do you want shame?"

Yuan Qingwei took out a hand towel, wiped the palm that had just been patted by Yuanding, and then took out the hand towel. Before it landed, it was spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!