Seeing the two "old friends" who wanted him to fly over, a little smile appeared on Qin Mu's face...Dingdian Novel, x.

"Do you know what the most beautiful sword technique looks like?" A gentle question came from Tian Ling'er's ear..

"What?" Tian Ling'er didn't hear this sentence well, so she asked back and looked at Qin Mu.

The pupils shrank slightly, and a pair of bright red lips were so wide open.

She saw the flowing light in the sky, bursting out from her extremely familiar love sword. The sword energy was like the sea, filling the entire mountainside.

The seven peaks of Qingyun in her eyes began to tremble, as if they were awakened.

The poisonous god turned pale and looked at Daoxuan in horror: "Zhuxian Sword Formation?"

No wonder he was so scared. He would think of the blood color of a hundred years ago, the fear that life was hanging on the thread.

Dao Xuan, with a complex expression, also looked at the seven-colored stream of light in the distance, and finally realized that after his junior brother Wan Jianyi returned from the wilderness that day, he was harder and almost crazy than before.

When I saw someone like Qin Mu, who was willing to remain ordinary for a lifetime and stagnate?

He turned to look at the Poison God, with a hint of pride in his expression: "I, Qingyun, are not just relying on a sword of killing immortals!"

The disciples of the Demon Sect below felt even more. Qin Mu's figure was gradually shrouded in the seven-color light in the sky.

From their perspective, Qin Mu's unchanged figure was even more majestic than Tongtian Peak behind him.

It was like a huge mountain, rising out of thin air, standing in front of them, blocking all their life paths.

One person becomes a secret.

Qinglong Youji and the other two had a deep sense of horror in their eyes. A hundred years have passed, and the enemy who wished that the Holy Sect could eat his flesh and sleep with his skin has become even more terrifying than before.

Qinglong was wearing white clothes, and his voice came from above Qin Mu: "Good thief, you broke my temple that day and insulted my Holy Mother. I practiced hard for a hundred years and was willing to risk finding the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, in order to one day return this shame to Qingyun. He also said that you have already sunk to Jiuyou, and you only have disappointment and regrets in your heart. The sky has eyes, so that I can see you thief again!"

The madness in his tone has already made the disciples around him shudder.

He spread his right hand and an inconspicuous ring was in his hand. It was the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, which had been missing for thousands of years but was still famous in the world.

A clear light waved out with his right hand and hit the colorful sword light in the air.

It actually resisted the sword cloud that was about to fall.

Qin Mu looked at Qinglong carefully, as if he was very appreciating, and said, "I didn't expect that the Demon Sect would have a man like you!"

He knew his methods better than the others. Qingyun was his home court, and the power of the earth veins was like a finger arm. This time it was not only his own power, but also fully mobilized the invisible sword intent left by Qingyun's predecessors for hundreds of years, and only then did this scene that was almost comparable to the Zhuxian Sword a hundred years ago.

No matter how powerful the Qiankun Qingguang Ring is, it cannot stop this.

Sure enough, in just one breath, a broken sound came from the Qinglong's right hand.

The thousand-year-old magic weapon turned into ashes.

The disciples of the Demon Sect were even more ashamed.

There was only a loud shout from behind the Demon Sect: "At this moment of life and death, don't you take action?"

The speaker was actually the Three Wonderful Fairy who was as beautiful as a peach and plum. With a female streamer, she was in charge of the four major sects of the Demon Sect, which was naturally different from the customs.

The Ghost King and others were even more silent, and they rushed towards Qin Mu in their hands. They all understood that this was not the time to retreat. There were less than ten people coming from Qingyun Sect at this time, so they forced them to such a situation. After all, it was just that the five people of Daoxuan were too powerful and suppressed the fighting spirit of the Demon Sect.

The Ghost King and others are naturally powerful masters in this world. Their cooperation will immediately reverse the situation.

Daoxuan and others, plus a water Qilin with a skill comparable to that of Taiqing Realm, had only six combat powers, and immediately fell into the siege of the Demon Cult.

At this time, Wan Jian from Houshan Zushi Hall knew that he would not take action again, he really missed the opportunity.

The Dragon Sword screamed happily, and the golden light cut the way, leading nearly twenty elders out of the back mountain, barely cutting the army of the Demon Cult from the side.

The elders who were waiting for their hard work rushed into the formation of the disciples of the Demon Sect, and kept stopping, shuttled back and forth, gradually disrupting the rear of the entire Demon Sect.

He was a disciple of the Demon Sect who had been fighting for a long time, and he was even more unwilling to fight. He never listened to the orders of the Ghost King and others. Instead, he turned around and killed him down the mountain.

From the front, it was Yu Yangzi, the person who spoke at the entire Demon Sect at this time.

At some point, the Lord of the Changsheng Hall took advantage of the inattention of everyone and brought all his disciples out of the battle group. This skill of preserving his strength is really rare.

He had never seen Qin Mu a hundred years ago, and he didn't know much about Qinglong. He only thought that Qinglong had a low cultivation level. At this time, he looked at Qin Mu and thought he was another member of the elder Qingyun.

A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand flashed, and a mysterious light flew towards Qin Mu.

Qin Mu's eyes were covered with his proud smile.

Play the sword, clear sound!

The colorful stream of light flowed down from the air and fell on the heads of the people in the Demon Sect.

There was no sound, and there was no scream.

One of the four major sects of the Demon Sect, and his disciples, were destroyed after the sword light disappeared.

Everyone looked at the young man in green speechlessly, and asked them with a gentle smile:

"Die or surrender?"

No one spoke, he just looked at the leaders with expectation.

Poison God, Ghost King, and Three Wonderful Fairy.

The Poison God is the most cunning and life-loving person among the three. Knowing that he had fallen this time, he looked at Cangsong hatefully. If this person hadn't acted too realistically, how could he have fallen to this point today?

As if feeling his gaze, Cangsong turned to him, as if he had a very familiar smile. The poisonous god was stunned, and then he became furious.

How could he know that Cang Song did not make any false claims about the hatred of Daoxuan that day.

Cang Song only lied to him once, and it became fatal.

The poisonous god showed an old look and said, "Daoxuan Zhenren's magic tricks, I have admitted it."

There is no way to advance and no way to retreat, how can you not descend?

Fairy Sanmiao did not say a word, obviously accusing him of his words.

Only the Ghost King had his expression changed, and his eyes showed a peerless aura. He turned his head to look at Qinglong who was still vomiting blood, and swept his disciples one by one, and his expression became angry.

"Dear disciples, for the sake of the Hundred Years of Saints, my Ghost King Sect would rather be crushed to pieces than to be worthy of the Virgin King. At this moment, I am outnumbered. I am waiting to die on the Qingyun Mountain, but today, everyone surrenders to me and not. In the future, I should have a clear conscience to visit the Virgin King under the underworld! If anyone who is stingy with his life and takes three steps back, he will no longer be a member of my Ghost King Sect and can save his life."

He saw clearly better than the two of the Poison Gods. Since a hundred years later, the four Demon Sects have been trying hard to accumulate strength, and they dared to be enemies of Qingyun again, but they were defeated so easily by Qingyun. If they surrender today, what future can they say? It is better to fight to the death. If they survive by chance, they can make peace in the future, and they can even slowly recover with the strength left by the other three sects.
Chapter completed!