Young Master Qingyang was stunned. Before the bamboo whip hit Jiang Feng, the weapons that Bai Meng threw had reached his heart. Young Master Qingyang no longer cared about killing Jiang Feng and vented his senior brother. Instead, he urged the bamboo whip with all his strength and swept the whip at the weapon that Bai Meng threw. "Bang", the top-quality spiritual weapon that Bai Meng threw was shattered by the bamboo whip. Bai Meng opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, but he let out a long and fierce roar, and swung his fist at Young Master Qingyang. Long Yi and the others also reacted. They jumped up at the same time, displaying the magical powers inherited from their father's bloodline. With one wave of his hands, countless purple-black sunflower divine thunders fell to Young Master Qingyang.

The more than thirty Taoists who formed a flesh screen to cover up the ugly face of Young Master Qingyang took action at the same time, but they did not counterattack. They just joined forces to set up a defensive formation to absorb countless groups of sunflower divine thunders, and none of them could explode. The eight rash men were stunned, and stopped the spell at the same time, grabbed the weapons and pounced on Bai Meng. Long Yikuang shouted: "Little white-faced Taoist, if you hurt us little Taoist priests, you will have a mortal grudge and will never stop until you die!"

"Bang", Bai Meng's sternum was shattered, and his seven orifices were beaten upside down dozens of feet, smashing the wall of Jiang Mansion and falling into the courtyard of Jiang Mansion. "Bang bang bang bang bang", sixteen consecutive sounds, all the eight spiritual weapons on Long Yi and his hands were shattered. Eight people were either sternum, arms or waist bones easily shattered by the bamboo whip, and a long blood fountain sprayed in their mouths, flying backwards. The bamboo whip on Qingyang's hand flashed, and countless earth, water, fire and wind energy turned into tangible and qualitative four-color flames gushed on the bamboo whip. He grinned and smashed another whip at Jiang Feng.

"Ah, tick!" With a sharp roar, Sun Xingzhe, who was carrying dog meat in his hands and two jars of fine wine under his arms, was rushing back. Seeing that the bamboo whip was less than a foot away from Jiang Feng's head, the golden light in Sun Xingzhe's eyes shot several feet away. The ebony bar in his hand made a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, causing a series of white air waves, and the group rushed towards the Qingyang Young Master. Sun Xingzhe, who was also a long-term master, has only a weaker cultivation than Gongsun, who has made the most rapid progress. The body-building method of Wangyue Sect has also been practiced to the peak of the copper body. In addition, his natal attribute is gold, and the energy in his body is extremely sharp, and the lethality is the strongest among the people around Jiang Yu.

In an instant, Sun Xingzhe had already slashed nearly ten thousand sticks in the air. The stick shadow tore the void, and thin and faint air cracks appeared around his ebony bar. The surging stick shadow enveloped the void and turned into a black shadow of several feet in a radius and fell downwards. In the area where the stick shadow was located, the sunlight was disappeared, which was a pure dark space full of destructive sharpness and domineering energy. Sun Xingzhe shouted loudly: "Well, boy, I can't fight with the monks in India. Could it be that I can't teach you a lesson?"

Sun Xingzhe, who was captured alive by Monk Hualuo and was depressed for a long time, finally regained his former majesty and domineering aura at this moment. He stared at the boss, and a layer of Gengjin spiritual energy about a foot thick outside his body turned into countless sharp qi swords. The momentum could destroy the world. Young Master Qingyang exclaimed, and no longer cared about Jiang Feng. He swept his whip up the sky with all his strength. The bamboo whip had turned into a half-sized light and shadow, so powerful that the space of dozens of feet began to sway faintly on the bamboo whip, and finally gathered into an energy hurricane, facing the dark space composed of tens of thousands of sticks. "Bang", whip, stick, connected.

This bamboo whip was created by the formation master of Yiqi Immortal Sect, which imitated the legendary magic weapon to kill the magic whip. Its original body was taken from the South China Sea jade scar purple bamboo, which was extracted with three flavors of true fire for a whole hundred years, reducing the purple bamboo that was originally thick and long in the water tank to only three feet long and thin with thumb thickness. At that time, the forty-nine formation masters with the highest attainment of formations in Yiqi Immortal Sect joined forces to seal 3,600 powers they knew on each bamboo joint. The strongest attack array entered, and then sent it to the sky with the treasure "Dry Parasol". After nearly a thousand years of adopting the spiritual energy of the starry sky, after countless careful refining and spiritual power, it finally refined this "Immortal Delivery Whip". Although the power of this bamboo whip is the difference between heaven and earth compared to the legendary magic whip, if this bamboo whip is held in the hands of a ground immortal, it will have the power to kill the earth immortal in seconds or even ordinary immortals in seconds.

With Young Master Qingyang's current cultivation level, although he can only exert less than 10% of the power of the "Immortal Drive Whip", an ordinary magic weapon, an ordinary monk, cannot be his opponent.

With a whip, Sun Xingzhe's ebony bar was smashed into pieces, and balls of golden sparks spewed out of the remaining powder of the ebony bar, and clear air surged out from the bar. Sun Xingzhe also opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured, who had refined part of his soul and ebony bary bar into one. Young Master Qingyang was in power and rolled the bamboo whip to Sun Xingzhe's body. "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" dozens of loud noises were heard. Sun Xingzhe's body, which had reached the peak of the copper body, was beaten to break inch by inch, muscles rolled up, bones shattered, and internal organs in his body were greatly oscillated. Blood in his seven orifices were spewed like a spring, and he opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of light copper-red essence and blood, but even his natal essence was greatly damaged.

The whip shadow dissipated. When Sun Xingzhe landed on the ground, his body was twisted and unable to form a human form. His bones were knocked to pieces. He couldn't tell that he was still alone. Young Master Qingyang laughed proudly and said three times, and another whip was slashing at Jiang Feng with his backhand. He said, "Senior Brother, I'll avenge you! Hahaha, I'll apologize for my thorns? So what if I killed Jiang Yu's whole family? Yiqing's immortal, what would he do to me? It's so strange, why did I agree to come here to apologize? Am I confused?"

With the long roar, Young Master Qingyang fell down. With the terrifying cry of Bai Meng and several monsters, Jiang Feng's head was whipped to pieces by the bamboo. His body was shattered by the aftermath, and his whole body collapsed instantly, turning into a ball of plasma and spewing hundreds of feet away. "Hahahahaha"! Young Master Qingyang laughed wildly. He rolled his bamboo whip and was about to destroy Jiang Feng's soul, which was a little confused and at a loss just now. In the flames, Jiang Feng's soul was covered with a faint white light. He watched the bamboo whip hit him in a daze, and the remaining spiritual intelligence in his body was shattered.

Bai Meng and the others' eyes broke. Jiang Feng's soul was hit by the "Immortal Drive Whip". The soul was immediately shattered and his soul was scattered. There was no such person as Jiang Feng in the world. Young Master Qingyang smiled at the sky for a few "happiness". Suddenly he stopped dazedly - Jiang Feng's soul was wiped out all his intelligence, but there was still a ball of white light the size of a fist left behind. The ball of white light was very timid, and hesitantly trembling in the air, as if he didn't know where to go.

"Ah? After being hit by my immortal whip, your soul is still left?" Young Master Qingyang was stunned for a moment. How could such an incredible thing happen? But in a flash, he had already found the answer for himself: "Forget it, I have driven the immortal whip with all my strength and scored dozens of strikes, and my true energy has been almost exhausted. This immortal whip is good, but the energy consumed is too great? If I can drive him freely, wouldn't I be invincible in the world?"

After laughing proudly, Young Master Qingyang raised his immortal drive whip and was about to completely erase the last traces left by Jiang Feng. A crazy roar like an angry dragon came from the end of the street. The roar was not pleasant at all, but was extremely sharp and unheard. The roar containing infinite power was not wasted at all. All the energy was applied to Young Master Qingyang and dozens of disciples of his own sect around him. "Bang bang bang bang bang", the heads of the eighteen Taoists with a slightly weak cultivation level of only the level of the Nascent Soul stage exploded, and their Nascent Soul didn't have time to fly out, and they were already shook the roar to the roar. The roar had turned into white air waves, like a hurricane, rolling Young Master Qingyang and the others inside.

‘Ah~~～～～’, Young Master Qingyang felt a terrible strong wind blowing straight towards him, and murderous intent penetrated his heart, causing his soul to freeze. He didn’t know where he came from, and exerted the strength of the immortal driving whip at a super level. He even injected the immortal driving whip with his strength. With a crisp sound, he turned into a purple and majestic whip with a fist about a meter long, and slashed heavily at the tall figure in front of him. ‘Dangdang Dangdang’, hundreds of sounds

The roar like a bronze bell made the gate of Jiang Mansion collapse. Young Master Qingyang's wrist was shattered. He immediately grabbed the immortal whip with his right hand, turned around and ran away. He was in a hurry and saw that sound that shattered the bodies and Nascent Souls of the 18 juniors of the same sects, and even smashed the other two nephews of the Dongxu period present in one punch. Under the heavy blow of hundreds of whips of the immortal whip, the monster with red clothes and red skin was not red. It was Jiang Yu!

The eyes had turned blood red, and the body turned into crystal clear and golden light like golden glazed, and Jiangyu roared invisibly to the sky. "Bang", the whole Chang'an City trembled for a moment. A piece of blue sky with a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly turned into a strange purple-green color at the moment when he roared, and then suddenly returned to normal. At that moment, the intensity of the sunlight increased by more than a hundred times. Many people walking outdoors burned their skin by the sudden increase of sunlight. It was just that because the light time was too short, the damage they suffered was not fatal enough!

But Young Master Qingyang almost died at Jiang Yu's hands!

He took out the "Ten Miles of Clouds and Smokes and Dust Map" that his father had refined for him. The scroll about a foot long was unfolded, and the invisible spatial power dragged the Young Master Qingyang's body. Within a moment, he could safely return to his own cave on the Fairy Mountain of the South China Sea. However, just as his body was shrouded by the green light emitted by the scroll, Jiang Yu, who was angrily howling at the sky, had already pulled out a Kunpeng sword and smashed the long sword at him. He was so angry that he had never practiced flying knives on weekdays. Jiang Yu, who had hidden weapons, slapped the sword flatly, smashed Young Master Qingyang's right arm from his shoulder, and smashed seven or eight of his ribs.

The severe pain rushed straight into his forehead. The true energy in Young Master Qingyang's body became chaotic. He had just been swept out of nowhere by the map of clouds and dust hundreds of feet, and he fell out of nowhere. Young Master Qingyang, who happened to appear in an alley in Chang'an City, screamed, holding the blood in his left hand, squirting his shoulders like a stream, running down the alley according to the road in his memory. Now he no longer has the strength to activate his life-escaping magic weapon again. He only hopes that his fellow disciples can be smarter and can run to Chaifeng's house to wait for him first, and then escort him out of Chang'an.

"But it is impossible! Jiang Yu's bastard has all his cultivation level been destroyed! How could he become so powerful? Even if his master, Xianmiao, had his ** mysterious skill, was attacked by my Immortal Whip for hundreds of consecutive times, it would not have been unscathed! Even if I had used the Immortal Whip to drive the Immortal Whip with all my strength, I might be able to directly damage Xianmiao. How could he be so powerful?" Young Master Qingyang was in a mess. He felt a burst of regret in his heart: "If I had known that Jiang Yu had such cultivation level, I would have nothing to do to provoke him? Is it my original intention to expel him? This is also the intention of the elders of this sect. They, they, are the culprits who want to gain more of the priests of those aristocratic families! Wasn't this Immortal Whip also given to me? If not, why should I provoke him?"

However, regret is useless. Young Master Qingyang has already formed a mortal hatred with Jiang Yu. This time, it is completely different from the last time that Li Tianba was injured and Xing Tianshi. There was no dead person that time, and under the protection of the elders of our sect, he easily escaped. But this time, he killed Jiang Yu's disciple. What should I do? The most important thing at the moment is to quickly return to his immortal palace. As long as the mountain protection formation is opened, unless the elders of his master's sect are in a dilemma, no one in the world can enter his cave. The people of the Three Immortal Sects of Penglai have very limited research on formations, and they cannot break their own mountain protection formations.

‘Hurry,’ Young Master Qingyang kept urging himself in his heart to escape to the Chai Mansion as soon as possible. Even if his fellow disciples were scared out of their courage, they did not return to the Chai Mansion. The elixirs they left for Chai Yu were enough to restore their vitality. As long as they could launch the ‘Mount Miles of Clouds and Smoke’, they could go home safely. At worst, they could be a turtle with their heads, hide in their caves and practice, and finally ascend to the fairy world to find their parents. Who would he be afraid of then?

"Yes, that's the idea! Chai Yu's little girl wants to take back. Oh, those stoves that have been secretly left behind must also be brought back! Isn't it all caused so many things because of them?" When I thought of Chai Yu and the women of Tianyu Palace whom he had hidden secretly, and remembered their all kinds of charm on the bed, Young Master Qingyang couldn't help but feel hot. Thinking of the charming place, Young Master Qingyang smiled a few times and looked around the street nervously. "Blessed by Gods and Buddhas in the sky, if I don't die today, I will definitely refresh myself in the future. His grandmother will never listen to the orders of those old maids again. At most, they are the same generation as my parents. Why should I listen to them and make trouble for them?"

Suddenly, Young Master Qingyang, who was like a frightened bird, stopped suddenly and stared at the man at the door of a bookstore on the roadside with a fierce and violent eyes. He suddenly took a long breath and waved the immortal driving whip to slash at the man in front of the head. He roared angrily: "Don't do it, never stop, you have already made enemies, just kill you? You dared to hurt me last time! Go to die!" It was so magical. Young Master Qingyang, who had no strength to launch magic weapons to escape, exploded again at this moment, turning the immortal driving whip into a purple light that was more than two meters long and slashed heavily. This momentum was even several times stronger than when he attacked Jiangyu just now!

Xuan Ba ​​Turtle was lying on a cool couch to bask in the sun. The 'warm' sun made him feel very comfortable, and his itchy back armor finally became much more comfortable. "Hey, when people are old, if they don't bask in the sun, their shells are itchy. Alas, Kunlun Mountain is restricted, where is such a 'warm' sun? Everyone likes spring all year round, but we black turtles all like the hot sun, which makes it comfortable to bask in. Oh, it's also a good thing to be a rude spirit of the river fish! Good wine, good tea, good meat, good books, and good antiques! Hey, I've never seen the extremely troublesome demon phoenix became honest?"

After shaking his long neck proudly, Xuan Bagui said happily: "Now that I have put in this bookstore, I will pay all the money for it as long as it is a rare ancient book. Well, it is so refreshing to talk about the past and present with so many friends every day! In short, all the expenses are withdrawn from Jiangyu's warehouse. He has more money, so it is worth it for me to help him spend flowers." After a few laughs, Xuan Bagui turned his head and looked at the famous scholars who were sitting in the bookstore holding a teacup to discuss their opinions on a certain saint's words, and he felt even happier.

"The divine calculations of the Empress and the others are indeed boundless. In that situation, in the case where all the holy immortals and Buddhas and demons and spirits in heaven have no skills, they can still find this glimmer of life. Well, the best parasitic person of the power of Tianyuan, haha, it seems that Jiang Yu is indeed the key in the divine hexagram of the Empress. Hey, let those little Taoists fight with other Buddhist and demons, fight to the death, but we just happened to be able to calculate in the rear. If the ancient sealed existence returns to the world, it must be our heavenly court. It is impossible for you? Hehe, it's not a pity that my old turtle deliberately made a heavy move and seriously injured the young master Qingyang. Well, I haven't fought with anyone for many years. Is my old turtle's heroic spirit still there? After all, my old turtle was the commander of the imperial guards of Kunlun Palace and the deputy director of the study room of the palace!"

"To put it, it's really boring. Can there be a hundred people on earth, earth immortals and earth demons in total? It's so depressing, it's so depressing." Xuan Ba ​​Turtle sighed a little resentfully, and the thief laughed a few times: "I think when the world was not separated and the gods could go down to the world at will, on this ancient continent, the ancient golden immortals were walking all over the streets, and the Daluo golden immortals hugged them with a rake. The heavenly immortals and earth immortals were not as good as dogs. Tsk tsk, what about the grand occasion? What about now? Hum, the earth immortals and earth demons with less than a hundred people are really depressed."

After sighing a few times, Xuan Ba ​​Turtle touched the extremely ancient sheepskin book he had placed at his hand, and said happily: "I didn't expect that the Western barbarians were also a bit worthy of things. Well... This book has a history of thousands of years. When I have time in the future, I must take a leave of the Empress to the Queen and go to the Western barbarians to see the fun. There are gods and immortals on their side? When the Tianyuan sealed all non-human existences, they should have suffered the disaster of the fish pond?"

Just as he was thinking of his pride, Xuan Ba ​​Turtle suddenly heard the harsh wind sound above his head, and a very strong force blew down. Subconsciously, his arms grabbed the sheepskin scroll almost like space teleportation, and suddenly met the harsh wind. The purple light and shadow exploded, the cold couch under Xuan Ba ​​Turtle shattered, the sheepskin scroll in his hand was also shattered, the clothes on his upper body were shattered, revealing his shriveled body, revealing the two rows of clearly visible pitiful ribs and a large belly.

"Old Turtle has only been wearing this dress for fifty or sixty thousand years? Can I wear this one that has been repaired for more than ten thousand years?" Xuan Ba ​​Turtle looked sadly as the butterfly-like cloth scattered. Then, the feeling of empty palms in his palm made him turn his head and look at the empty hand very slowly: "I just interpreted less than 30% of the ancient books, which may be the only Western barbarians in the world who record their legends of gods and men! It's actually gone?"

The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it die! The two green bean-sized eyes of Xuanba Turtle turned red with a "swish" sound, and it was as big as a soybean. He screamed "ao" and jumped from the ground, looking fiercely at Young Master Qingyang, who was covered in green and green faces. Young Master Qingyang was stunned. He performed at least twice his usual level. The power of the immortal driving whip had already been exerted at least 30%, even ordinary earth immortals would be severely hit by the heavy blow, and it hit Xuanba Turtle's arm. His skin was not even red? His face turned from green to miserable green. When he saw the terrible look of Xuanba Turtle's red murderous aura that seemed to be trying to eat people, he instinctively and subconsciously whipped the Xuanba Turtle with another whip.

"Wow! I'm so angry!" Xuan Ba ​​Turtle was angry. He was really angry. A forbidden covers the space of dozens of feet in a radius, covering all the perceptions of mortals. Xuan Ba ​​Turtle pulled out a golden hammer with his left hand, and his right hand slowly pulled out a long whip with extremely strange shapes and colors in a gloomy grinning! The whip was roughly square in shape, like a pagoda with twenty-four sections up and down. Each section had several strange tadpole golden characters twisted and flashed, and each of them had a very obscure magic wave, which seemed extremely strong but also extremely weak. It was impossible to tell how strong it was. The whip body was dimly golden, and there was a light that was not very bright covering the whip body. Three ancient god texts were carved on the handle of the whip, but Young Master Qingyang happened to recognize the word.

"Ha, hit the divine whip?" Young Master Qingyang laughed wildly: "Is it called hit the divine whip if you pull out a piece of ragged wood?"

Xuan Ba ​​Turtle sneered and waved the long whip, and the immortal whip was shattered like foam on the wave. The long whip was still so lifeless that it was not strange at all, and there was no ordinary flame or powerful energy fluctuation of ordinary magic weapons. It was very low-key, extremely low-key, as if it was a broken wood, but it easily defeated the top magic weapon that the Yiqi Immortal Sect had worked hard to build with one blow. Young Master Qingyang even had an illusion that the immortal whip was not crushed by the long whip, but because the immortal whip "offends" the long whip, thus driving the immortal whip to disintegrate itself. Yes, the immortal whip was disintegrated and died, not crushed at all, because Young Master Qingyang did not receive any recoil force.

‘Puchi’, it seemed like an iron hammer smashed the egg. The short-sized Xuan Ba ​​Turtle waved the golden hammer on the left hand and fiercely hit Young Master Qingyang. One of the vital points of Young Master Qingyang was smashed into a ball of meat sauce by the golden hammer. Xuan Ba ​​Turtle was stunned for a moment, looking at Young Master Qingyang who suddenly covered his lower body with his left hand, and his blood-red eyes gradually returned to clear. He spread his hands helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Uh, this can't be blamed for me, old turtle, you are too tall, old turtle can only choose the most convenient place to smash it, right?"

Young Master Qingyang howled a few times, hugged his lower body, screaming like a wild dog that was a bear. The restriction that Xuan Ba ​​Turtle had just set up did not stop him, but let him leave. Xuan Ba ​​Turtle nodded thoughtfully and said in a deep voice: "Ouch? In this way, this little baby will desperately take revenge on me? That is to take revenge on Jiang Yu? Well, maybe, this is just right. If it is messy, that thing will come out. If the world is not messy, how can it be born?" Xuan Ba ​​Turtle shook his head, patted his butt and walked into the bookstore. No one noticed that he had already had a life-and-death battle with people.

At the gate of Jiang Mansion, Jiang Yu stared blankly at the white ball of light remaining after Jiang Feng was killed. He slowly reached out his hand and slowly held the white ball of light. The ball of light looked extremely fragile, but its shell was extremely tough. As soon as Jiang Yu's fingers touched the ball of light, he noticed something strange. He subconsciously held the ball of light with almost all his strength. "Buzz", a faint anti-shock force came, and Jiang Yu's fingers hurt a sharp pain. He was stunned for a moment, and was about to throw the ball of light out, but the ball of light was touched on Jiang Yu's hand, and suddenly turned into a thin shredded piece of light, slowly seeping into Jiang Yu's body.

"Swish", it seemed like a sudden enlightenment. Jiang Yu felt a cool air flow coming from his arm, and his body was so comfortable that he almost moaned. Countless light threads rushed into Jiang Yu's body instantly, and Jiang Yu could no longer notice their existence. However, Jiang Yu's physical function undoubtedly improved a big step. He even suspected that his body had increased the cultivation level of a realm out of thin air - the realm had not changed, but his cultivation level had changed. Jiang Yu is now in the middle stage of the Golden Body, and has increased the cultivation level of a realm out of thin air, which means that he has reached the peak of the Golden Body? How is it possible?

Moreover, Jiang Yu was surprised by the strange appearance of Jiang Feng's soul after being dispersed. He had never killed others' souls with his own hands, but Jiang Yu knew that he had never heard of anyone's souls so strong that they were not completely dissipated by the attack of the Immortal Whip. Something left was left, and he could resist his full force of grabbing.

However, no matter how incredible the matter was, Jiang Yu was not in the mood to think about this now. He only knew that Jiang Feng, the only suitable person to inherit the Daotong of the Wangyue Sect, was killed, and even a way of death. Thinking about Wufan spent hundreds of years to find a Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu would never believe that his luck would meet another Jiang Feng again. It was tolerant, but how could Jiang Yu tolerate it? This was equivalent to the Yiqi Immortal Sect, the head disciple of the Penglai Three Immortal Sect was killed? Or, it was equivalent to the eldest grandson of a certain aristocratic family who was killed, and the eldest son of the eldest son of the eldest son of a family was killed, and the eldest son was still so single!

The murderous intent was like the hurricane waves in the ocean rolling from Jiangyu. His body was trembling slightly, his fists were clenched so tightly, and he could almost drip from his fingers. He muttered very lowly, "Young Master Qingyang! We will never stop! People come~~~ Get out of here!"

Long Chihuo, the Five Poisons and a group of thugs from the Wind Catching Camp responded and stood obediently in front of Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu shouted in a deep voice: "Mobilize people to beat, smash, and rob me. Within a radius of 500 miles of Chang'an City, all the business shops of the Chai family will be completely destroyed. As long as you have the chance, assassinate all members of the Chai family! Follow me to the Chai Mansion. If the Young Master Qingyang did not escape from Chang'an, the only place he could go is there. Tianming, go and warn Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng that they should not let go, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Zhenren Xianmiao, with an anxious expression, led more than a dozen Taoists to come over in a hurry. Zhenren Xianmiao exclaimed: "What's going on? Didn't Master Yiqing ask Qingyang to come here to carry the thorns here to apologize? How could that be?" Zhenren Xianmiao was very anxious and delayed for two or three months. Immortal Yiqing suppressed all members of the Taoist alliance with absolute strength. Without an elder of the Yiqi Immortal Sect, Young Master Qingyang was ordered to come here to carry the thorns here to apologize. Originally, he thought that Young Master Qingyang would take the thorns and apologize for enough face to give Jiang Yu, and in a few days, he would use the spiritual pill to restore Jiang Yu's cultivation and then let Jiang Yu return to the Taoist sect. What a perfect thing.

However, Zhenren Xianmiao and the others felt a powerful explosion of magic power on Mount Zhongnan. In particular, Jiang Yu's roar shattered the air above Chang'an City that blocked the too vicious energy in the sunlight, and it was even more scared that a Taoist on Mount Zhongnan was not sure what had happened. Zhenren Xianmiao hurriedly brought people to the scene, but it was too late. Jiang Feng was beaten to death, and this blood feud had already formed. Jiang Yu, who was angry, would no longer compromise as carefully as before. He would reveal his hideous minions in front of the cultivators in the world!

"Hehe!" Jiang Yu, who was blurred in the thick light golden murderous aura, suddenly chuckled softly: "Why should I worry about Zhenren Xianmiao? This matter has nothing to do with you, the Three Immortal Sect of Penglai. Well, please tell fellow Taoist Qingyang that I will never die with him! Whoever dares to shelter him is the life-and-death enemy of my Wangyue Sect!"

"Huh? Wangyue Sect?" Zhenren Xianmiao was stunned. Suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, and exclaimed: "What did you say? Wangyue Sect? You, you, Jiang Yu, when did you become a disciple of Wangyue Sect? You, you, you, you are practicing now, but the legendary "Sun Shooting Witch God Art" in the Wangyue Sect?"

"Yes, our body-building method, the 'Sun Shooting Witch God', hahaha, no one has mentioned it for many years?" Jiang Yu snorted and said lightly: "This, you can't blame me. The Taoist sect drove me out, but the elder of the Wangyue Sect came to me and accepted me as his disciple! And he used his entire body's cultivation to help me achieve great magical skills! Hehehe, so, fellow Xianmiao, my Jiangyu is now Jiangyu, the contemporary sect leader of the Wangyue Sect, and is no longer Jiangyu of your Penglai Three Immortal Sect!"

He said coldly: "I have inherited your love in the past and obtained your inheritance. But the benefits I give you from the Penglai Islands are enough to offset that little friendship?" In any case, Jiang Yu must first occupy the truth. If he openly promotes that he is just entering the Taoist sect and wants to get some benefits, wouldn't he be asking for trouble? However, since he has disclosed his identity, he doesn't care about these things anymore. At worst, Jiang Yu is willing to go out and really hook up with Luo Tiankang and others. How can the people who look at Taoist sect do to him?

After Jiang Yu was expelled, he was actually taken into vassal by the elders of the Wangyue Sect? Zhenren Xianmiao looked at Jiang Yu with extreme suspicion. The disciples of the Wangyue Sect have been away from the Taoist cultivation world for thousands of years, but the Taoist cultivation world still remembers some bad habits of the Wangyue Sect - for example, there are always a few aliens from the Wangyue Sect who like to mix in other portals. On the contrary, what Wufan was most worried about was that because of the martial arts characteristics of the Wangyue Sect, the hostility of the monks in the world had been forgotten by the people in the Taoist cultivation world.

Seeing the stupid look of Zhenren Xianmiao, Jiang Yu felt a sense of pleasure in his heart - Damn, I just learned your ** mysterious skills secretly. Do you bite me? The reward I gave is enough? - With a sneer, Jiang Yu sternly said: "Come, go to Chai Mansion!"

Zhenren Xianmiao shouted loudly: "Wait, Jiang Yu, don't do anything wrong!" He made his hands like dragon claws and grabbed Jiang Yu's shoulders: "You first explain clearly when you will become a disciple of the Wangyue Sect! Have you spread the ** mysterious skills of my Taoist sect?" With the 'hissing' sound, Zhenren Xianmiao's body surged out, forming a set of golden armor on him. His ten fingers had already tightly held Jiang Yu's pipa bones, and ten extremely strong forces penetrated the inner organs.

With a sneer, Jiang Yu said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Xianmiao, don't be wronged me. When you left the Taoist Sect, you know how I was. My cultivation was far inferior to you at that time!" "Bang", Jiang Yu had not mobilized his true energy yet, but just shook his muscles and bounced, and a terrible force recoiled. Zhenren Xianmiao broke his ten fingers, and the golden armor on his body exploded in a row. Jiang Yu sneered and turned around, nodded to Zhenren Xianmiao and smiled sinisterly: "Fellow Daoist thought that my current cultivation level was comparable to that of a fellow Taoist?"

Zhenren Xianmiao's eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "You, your current cultivation level is better than when I checked it on that day..." In less than a year, Jiang Yu's cultivation level completely overwhelmed himself. Zhenren Xianmiao immediately believed that an elder of the Wangyue Sect sacrificed all his cultivation level and injected it into him. He nodded and said: "Okay, fellow Taoist Jiang... It turns out that... good fortune is extraordinary. However, Qingyang is my fellow Taoist sect, so you must not let you go..."

Jiang Yu sternly said: "In this way, he should have the future leader of the Wangyue Sect who is so entangled, is it okay?"

With a crisp sound, the wooden bow flew out of Jiangyu's body, emitting a strong light that was unfavorable to face. The huge aura of the wooden bow surged out from the wooden bow, forcing the Zhenren Xianmiao and the dozen Taoist people behind him to retreat repeatedly, and they were unable to resist the power of the wooden bow. Zhenren Xianmiao exclaimed: "God, this is the bow of the ancient great god Yi! This, this, this..."

Looking at the true man Xianmiao coldly, Jiang Yu sneered: "He is the founder of our Wangyue Sect. Will fellow Taoists not know? Who dares to stop me from killing Qingyang Master, who dares to cover up Qingyang Master, don't blame me for being rude! Go and ask the cultivators in the world, who dares to let me shoot an arrow with my Wangyue Sect's ancestor, and that person has the right to cover up him."

The face of Zhenren Xianmiao could no longer be described in words. He stared at the wooden bow that released infinite power and sighed to the sky: "God, how can this kind of thing be passed down? Who in the world can take it as a blow?" He changed his face and just shook his head, his bloody hands were too lazy to waste his energy to treat it. He took a group of fellow disciples and turned around and left. He also understood that it was meaningless to entangle other small details now. The biggest problem now is that Young Master Qingyang killed Jiang Yu's apprentice, the future leader of Wangyue Sect.

Young Master Qingyang cannot die! His parents are both earth immortals, and they are elders of Yiqi Immortal Sect. The current head of Yiqi Immortal Sect is the relative nephew of Young Master Qingyang's father. They belong to the "Five Elements Array" lineage in Yiqi Immortal Sect. If Jiangyu kills Young Master Qingyang, Wangyue Sect and Yiqi Immortal Sect will become mortal enemies.

God knows how much power does the Wangyue Sect, which has not appeared in the Taoist world for thousands of years, now have?

Not to mention anything else, as long as there are 100 archers of the Wangyue Sect in the Void Period, it is enough to threaten 90% of the Taoist monks - their bodies, which cannot resist the arrows that come and go without a trace.

Thinking of the terrible consequences, the heart of Zhenren Xianmiao was twitching. How could the Wangyue Sect be the Wangyue Sect? This is enough to change the balance of the Taoist and Demon Sects today, and it is enough to change the strength comparison between the two sides! He led a group of fellow disciples, and did not care about the shocking world, and set up auspicious clouds and crossed the ground to head straight for Zhongnan Mountain. A Qing Immortal is in charge of Zhongnan Mountain. If anyone else can resist Jiangyu, it must be him.

With a loud bang, the gate of Chai Feng's family was shattered by a strong wind. More than a dozen guards howled the thugs of the Wind Catching Camp fell to the ground and trampled on them.

Jiang Yu's sinister voice spread throughout the huge Chai Mansion: "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, please come out and see me. I am also here to apologize for the crime!"

‘Boom’, the lobby of Chai Mansion and the side halls on both sides, and the flower halls collapsed at the same time, and bricks even flew outside the courtyard wall.


Chapter completed!