"I hope you can get through it safely." Ma Xiayun prayed secretly.

Xiaoling Mountain, the gate of the cabinet disciple Nie Yuanshan, is erected in the west where the sun shines in the east.

The tombstone carved from the precious purple jade of Huagu is worth as much as 300,000 immortal spirit pills, and it says, "Where is my brother Ouyang Xiangdong's soul returning."

A young man with long hair spread behind his shoulders and a cold and gloomy face, with a hemp rope around his waist and a wine gourd in his hand was sprinkling bright wine in front of the grave.

"Cousin, don't worry, whether it's Cheng Fei or Du Xiang, I will kill them with my own hands."

He is Nie Yuanshan, a disciple of the Immortal Sect Cabinet, and has more prominent powers and status than the inner sect disciples.

Behind him was a group of people, about twenty. The leader was once the general manager of Xiaolingshan, who was responsible for Nie Yuanshan's daily life. Now he is an inner disciple and Nie Yuanshan's most trusted confidant Bi Lin.

In addition to Bi Lin, the others were also inner disciples who worshipped under the protection of Xiaoling Mountain. At this time, their faces were gloomy and they also had a seemingly sad smell.

This is the case with the inner disciple, and his status is relatively low. After joining a certain cabinet disciple, although he got rid of the reputation of a slave, he was actually still the position of a servant. Someone in the master's family died, no matter how much he was, he would be sad first. Maybe he would get the affirmation of the cabinet senior brother, and that would make a lot of money.

Bi Lin was actually very nervous inside. Nie Yuanshan was called back by him. He heard the news of Ouyang Xiangdong's death, Nie Yuanshan was furious and didn't know what would happen.

"Brother Nie Yuanshan!"

Suddenly, a sound broke through the air.

When Bi Lin heard the sound, his face changed. It was Yuanjun who led Du Xiang over.

Nie Yuanshan turned around and suddenly saw Du Xiang following Yuanjun and dodged his eyes. His murderous aura burst out with a bang.

"Du Xiang. How dare you lobby Ouyang Xiangdong to do evil things for you while I am away, and let my brother Ouyang Xiangdong die because of this. You are killing people with a knife. Now you dare to come to my Xiaoling Mountain to see how I, Nie Yuanshan, can spare you."

Nie Yuanshan's eyes suddenly shone brightly, as sharp as a blade. He shook his figure violently, and it turned into a elixir. The wind blew, and thunder flashed. Dozens of sharp edges gathered into one, turning into a painting halberd.

laugh!

The extremely sharp painting halberd pointed directly at Du Xiang's face in an instant, and he stabbed it to make Du Xiang's corpse disappear.

Du Xiang felt that the Taoist souls were locked by the terrifying aura, and no matter how far they were, they could not dodge the edge of the painting halberd.

I was so scared that I was shattered and screamed in shock.

Buzz!

A bell rang out at the right time, and a golden bell brushed from Yuanjun's hand. His powerful magic power surged, and the bell suddenly enveloped Du Xiang.

The edge of the painting halberd hits the bell, and the bell breaks and destroys the halberd.

The strong wind, light, shock waves, and magic fragments swept up at the same time, making the shadows around him swaying and unable to stand.

"Yuanjun, you dare to stop me." Nie Yuanshan shouted angrily, his figure transformed, and his body was as strong as a mountain to oppress him again.

"Brother Nie Yuanshan, don't get angry first, just listen to me." Yuanjun's face changed, and he boldly removed all his breath and let Nie Yuanshan's aura be oppressed, shouting loudly.

Unexpectedly, Yuanjun suddenly gave up the attack. Nie Yuanshan knew in his heart that Yuanjun would definitely die if he continued to oppress. However, he would also cause big trouble. Killing the cabinet disciples was not a trivial matter, let alone Yuanjun still stood still.

Nie Yuanshan immediately stopped, turned over and fell in front of Yuanjun, and said angrily: "Yuanjun. Is it your idea to let Ouyang Xiangdong go to deal with Cheng Fei? You have ulterior motives, and you still dare to come to my Xiaoling Mountain to show off your power? If you think you can humiliate me at will, you will be very wrong."

"Brother Nie Yuanshan, you misunderstood. I am here to apologize to you today. I am very sad about Ouyang Xiangdong's death. I must admit to you that this is my mistake."

"Hmph, a mistake? Your mistake made my cousin Ouyang Xiangdong lose his life. You lost a big mistake."

"Brother Nie Yuanshan, I'm really sorry. I thought Cheng Fei was no big deal, but because I didn't want to take action at will, Du Xiang went to Xiaoling Mountain to ask for help. Unexpectedly, you were not in the sect, and by chance, Junior Brother Ouyang took action. As a result, Cheng Fei's plot and cruel actions were taken."

Nie Yuanshan smiled coldly and said, "Yuanjun, no matter how you explain today, I will definitely kill people. I will kill Du Xiang first, and then take Cheng Fei. Ouyang Xiangdong has a life, and someone must pay for it."

Yuanjun's face changed. He didn't expect that he had already put down his figure and was accusing Nie Yuanshan. Nie Yuanshan didn't give him face and became angry. But he really didn't want to make trouble with Nie Yuanshan again. If the trouble continued, he would only result in losing both sides.

"Brother Nie Yuanshan, I definitely disagree with you if you want to kill Du Xiang. We will suffer both losses if we take action. However, I am willing to sacrifice myself to help you, kill Chengfei."

"Just!" Nie Yuanshan was furious and was about to break out.

Suddenly, a figure moved quickly from a distance and shouted: "Senior Brother Nie, Cheng Chengfei is back, and is now in Juling Mountain."

"What? Cheng Fei is back. He dares to come back." Yuanjun reacted instantly and said, "Brother Nie Yuanshan, we must shake hands and make peace. I just got the news that Senior Sister Leng Shuangyue has gone out. This is a good time to kill Cheng Fei. You and I must seize it."

Nie Yuanshan's expression changed, and of course he knew what Yuanjun meant. He fought each other, internally fucked and damaged, and it would be difficult for Leng Shuangyue to kill Cheng Fei when she came back.

However, the words just now had already come out. Even if Nie Yuanshan wanted to let Du Xiang go temporarily, he would not say it out loud. He simply snorted coldly and moved away.

Yuanjun smiled coldly. It would be very good to have such an effect. By killing Cheng Fei, Nie Yuanshan's anger would definitely be eliminated a lot. If he made a fool of himself, Du Xiang would naturally be spared, and he would not be able to fight Nie Yuanshan again.

Juling Mountain, in the cave.

The space is elegant and the light is shining, like an independent starry sky.

Li Shaoyang floated in the air, with a ray of light spraying behind him, like a huge pen standing upright. The pen tip was towards the sky, jumping with sharp edges and gorgeous colors. The light kept spraying out from the pen tip, and wrote big words in the void.

Suddenly, Li Shaoyang turned over and grabbed the beam of light with one hand, waved it repeatedly, and the words sprinkled in the void, writing straight.

Write with your straight handwriting, write down and write with your wonderful writing.

Soon, I wrote a long article, sprinkling 36,000 words, and every word had a brilliant golden light, as if it had turned into faces and opened my mouth to praise.

The grand, great, and grand momentum rolls on, like a tide of prosperity, driving civilization and creating the times.

The pen and the creation are nothing more than that.

This is the interpretation of the wonderful article.

"What a good article about killing immortals and destroying the Tao." Mo Xiaoxian, who was huddling in Li Shaoyang's mind, also screamed in shock, and suddenly turned into a face and poked out of Li Shaoyang's body.

Li Shaoyang turned around and smiled proudly, as if he had more motivation. There was a sense of thrilling the world and ambitions leaping into the sky.

In this cave, Li Shaoyang originally wanted to sort out what he had learned, adjust his state again, and then enter the Xianming Furnace to receive three days of forging.

Unexpectedly, after sitting down, my wisdom was full of energy and spontaneously surging the scene about the scene that I saw in the Ancient Yue Cave in Nanming that split the sky.

When Li Shaoyang first saw that stroke, he mistakenly thought it was a unique skill of wonderful brushwork. It was not until he met again that he realized that it was an extremely powerful immortal art. The laws were integrated into it, and the mysterious and mysterious secrets were as vast as the sea of ​​abyss.

By the stimulation, one can understand the powerful Tribulation Yuan technique, one finger is the universe, and one finger is used to make a pen. When copying a stroke, it is unsatisfactory, and its power can easily surpass the hands of the sky. This means that by the stimulation, one finger is the mystery of the universe, and the depth of the abyss and seas.

Just as Li Shaoyang suddenly realized the Feixian Sect and the Jingshen Sect, he was full of wisdom and his mind was still so full of strokes. Li Shaoyang was deeply shocked. He was like a spring of literary thoughts. He wrote a pen and was a natural result of his writing.

Just writing articles, full of moon, star sentences, dragon, phoenix letters, and beautiful pens, which have the power to shake for thousands of years and are incredible.

Writing an article is even more like throwing bricks and attracting jade. At the beginning of the beautiful and elegant chapter, it brings a more powerful insight. It runs through the fountain of the soles of the feet from the sky gate, and it seems that it is bathed in the surging civilization, and it is destined to be full of worldly style.

When I picked up the pen and turned into the stars and moon, I don’t know where I got a super inspiration. When Li Shaoyang waved his pen, the space fluctuated greatly.

A golden portal faintly appeared and seemed to be depicted from the space and gradually became clear.

The huge pen in Li Shaoyang shrank, and turned into a nine-inch golden pen, escaping into the Golden Gate, and automatically writing straight in the space inside the door, depicting the brilliant Zhuxian Dao.

"Miaobi Gate!"

"Celestial Taoist Technique!"

"It's incredible that it's another door. Before the immortal heart is achieved, the Tao heart is not achieved, three doors have been opened in one row. Feixian Gate, Jingshen Gate, and Miaobi Gate. This kid is simply ignorant of the heavens." Mo Xiaoxian was shocked and suddenly had a strong premonition. He thought that Li Shaoyang would not be able to quickly create many doors, but now it may not be possible.

Looking at the wonderful writing of Zhuxian Die Dao, if you continue writing directly, you will probably have greater gains and changes.

"If I instill my current memory into him, will it stimulate him and thus create the ultimate portal of the Heavenly Book Immortal King, Tianshu Gate?"

As soon as this thought arose, Mo Xiaoxian himself was also shocked. But he wanted to take back this thought but could no longer do so, and his impulse became more and more intense.

"Even if he can create the Heavenly Book Sect, he will definitely not be able to directly reach the height of the Heavenly Book Immortal King. However, if he practices and inherits the Heavenly Book Treasure House in the future, he will have unique advantages and will be much smoother."

"Li Shaoyang, be careful, I'll prepare." Mo Xiaoxian gritted her teeth and was ruthless. She really decided to instill the memories she has now into Li Shaoyang. Anyway, the Five Elements Heavenly Dao Soul is extremely powerful and can withstand these memories.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a violent vibration sounded.

The entire cave trembled violently, and the strong wind and fire rushed in.

"Cheng Fei, come out and get my death immediately." A roar came, shaking the entire mountain...
Chapter completed!