A long river of sword energy!

Cui Daoxian has played to the extreme, the vast soup is boundless.

The sword energy from the sky swept in, mixed with its supreme sword energy.

An Jing stood under the boundless sword energy, like a small boat in the storm, swaying.

Everyone could see the helplessness of the ghost swordsman, as if he would be crushed into powder by that sword intent in the next moment.

An Jing held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, and exclaimed inwardly, "As expected of the Heavenly Sword, one of the top five sword immortals."

His mind went downhill, An Jing firmly held the evil sword in his hand.

The sword intent in his body is also condensed in an instant, like countless threads converging, forming a giant sword condensed from the sword intent.

Both Lou Xiangzhen and Cui Daoxian could feel the vastness of the sword intent.

Sword Intent can be condensed into a phase when it runs to the extreme, but after An Jing's Sword Intent is condensed, there seems to be only a huge empty shell, which looks broad, but it is empty inside.

The taller the tall buildings are, the more solid the foundations are.

The incomparably dark night sky seemed to be densely packed with countless silver beads, embedded in it, like a luminous leucorrhea.

The sky is exhausted, and the vast sword intent seems to be wider than the sky.

But this sword intent has not yet been piled up, so it seems a little empty, and it takes time to accumulate and polish.

The giant sword intersected with the sword shadows in the sky, like rain falling on the earth, becoming more and more exciting, and the world was stagnant at that moment.

The eyes of everyone around are staring closely, for fear of missing the slightest detail.

And Lou Xiangzhen is also dignified.

The next moment, the giant sword fell under the shadow of the sword, and it began to break, and it seemed that it was almost unable to support it.

"The ghost swordsman is about to lose."

Seeing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Many people were not surprised by the result of this battle, but they couldn't help but marvel at the splendor of the shocking battle.

An Jing's brows were furrowed, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

His body was as straight as a sharp sword, and even if the aftermath of the sword qi slashed at him, he would not move at all.

At this moment, Zhenxie Sword made a trembling sound.

The flowing blood became dazzling and dazzling, and then reflected streaks of golden light.

An Jing seemed to have seen a person, the person was disheveled and covered with a dragon robe. Just standing there made people feel a supreme power.

Great Zhou Emperor! ?

Seeing the sudden appearance of the master, An Jing only had this thought in his mind.

In a trance, Cui Daoxian saw an illusory shadow appearing behind An Jing, covered with a supreme and domineering power, and the aura filled him so much that he couldn't breathe.

Especially a pair of sharp eyes, as if mercilessly trying to see through him.

"There is actually a..."

Cui Daoxian was shocked.

Suddenly, the sword intent on the evil-suppressing sword increased sharply, and the giant sword became even more dazzling, and it came with a supreme and domineering cold air.

The domineering and unparalleled power penetrated directly, and the light of the sword shadow in front was pierced in an instant.

"Dengdengdeng......"

"Wow!"

Cui Daoxian's body was shocked, and his footsteps retreated toward the rear. When his body stopped, he only felt a burning pain in his chest, and then a blood arrow sprayed out.

At the same time, the sword intent was all restrained, and the sword energy also dissipated like smoke.

The world was as quiet as death, and everyone watched this scene in amazement.

What exactly is going on?

Just now, Cui Daoxian still has an absolute advantage, why did he vomit blood in a short while?

Cui Daoxian looked at the ghost swordsman in front and smiled bitterly, "I lost."

He knew that he was defeated by Zhen Xie Jian's hands, but isn't it a skill to be able to drive Zhen Xie Jian?

As Cui Daoxian's voice fell, the heaven and earth that had been silent for a long time couldn't help but boil, and the voice of discussion came like a tide.

"This... the sword master has been defeated?" A Jianghu master opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

"Cui Daoxian lost, am I dreaming?"

"Impossible, how could Tianjian be defeated?"

"My God! Ghost Swordsman really defeated Heavenly Sword."

"The swordsmanship of the ghost swordsman is really scary!"

"It seems that there is a sixth sword immortal in the world, and no one will question it anymore."

.............

The world was shocked, and no one thought that Ghost Swordsman would be able to defeat Cui Daoxian.

What kind of character is Cui Daoxian?

Sitting in the sword mound for more than 30 years, teaching thousands of swordsmen, his prestige has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he is a master of the world's top swordsmanship.

And in today's world, only the White Tiger Sword Yi Daoyun was narrowly defeated by Lin Yiyang thirteen years ago, and no one of the five sword immortals could hold anyone else down.

Today, the Heavenly Sword, which is well-known in both countries, was actually defeated by the Ghost Swordsman.

You must know that a year ago, no one knew who this ghost swordsman was.

"How is this going?"

Bian Jingdao's expression was full of disbelief.

Just now, Cui Daoxian was still in a crushing trend. Seeing that the ghost swordsman was about to lose, he didn't expect that Cui Daoxian would vomit blood and lose in an instant.

All these changes were so fast that Bian Jingdao didn't come back to his senses at all.

"Good boy."

Lou Xiangzhen also frowned, "This kid actually hides a hand, then the ninth-generation Dazhou Human Sovereign's cultivation base is definitely in the realm of the five-qi master, otherwise it would be impossible to show such a powerful power."

The Zhenxie Sword is also called Ye Tai A. It was originally refined and was never born until it absorbed the essence and blood of the ninth generation of the Great Zhou Emperor.

Therefore, there should be the blood of the Great Zhou Emperor in this evil sword.

Originally, he thought that An Jing was defeated today, but he did not expect to turn defeat into victory in the end.

Seeing this moment at this moment, Lou Xiangzhen suddenly felt that the Zhenxie Sword was not as simple as the rumors said, and there should be other secrets.

"call......."

An Jing, who was standing in the same place, took a deep breath at this moment, and then looked at his trembling hands.

At that moment, he also felt that he was about to lose.

"Hey."

Cui Daoxian sighed, then looked at Bian Jing and said, "I lost, I'm sorry, this is because Cui is incompetent."

"Senior Cui is very polite."

Bian Jingdao hurriedly said: "This matter is destiny, how could it be possible to blame the predecessors."

It's not that Cui Daoxian is not strong enough, but the ghost swordsman holding the Evil Suppressing Sword is too strong.

Everyone was sighing and marveled at the splendid battle between the two swordsmen today.

"What about the Tanyun people?"

An Jing also came back to his senses, looked around, and found that there was no figure of Tan Yun at all.

Just now, he was fighting against Cui Daoxian, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all, and he didn't know anything about the surrounding situation.

Lou Xiangzhen walked over to An Jing and said lightly, "A few people from the Demon Sect came just now and took the little girl away."

"Senior, why did you let her go!"

When An Jing heard this, he was in a hurry.

There are still many questions in his heart, and he wants to ask, but that Tan Yun actually left?

Did she leave? !

"Don't you want to save her?" Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing and said indifferently, "I see that your kid just showed his defeat. If the little girl doesn't take advantage of this time to escape, is she still waiting here to die? ?"

"Besides, Xuanyiwei and the Demon Sect have nothing to do with me, why should I go into muddy waters?"

When An Jing heard this, he suddenly stopped talking.

Lou Xiangzhen said that there is no problem, but he still has a lot of things he wants to ask that Tan Yun.

Li Fuzhou is the master of the Demon Sect, and Tan Yun is a master of the Demon Sect, so...

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

An Jing shook his head, and seemed a little guilty secretly: "How could my wife have something to do with the vicious demon sect, absolutely impossible."

Because of Jiang Shang's reasons, the reputation of the Demon Sect in Dayan is really vicious, and belongs to the taboo sect.

Once the whereabouts of the people in the demon sect are discovered, it is to kill them all to avoid future troubles.

If Zhao Qingmei had something to do with the Demon Sect, An Jing would also be on Xuanyiwei's wanted list.

Since then, there has been no peace and quiet.

"...Ome will she be coerced by the demons?"

An Jing's heart sank, thinking of the letter that Zhao Qingmei once gave her. Logically speaking, she may have returned to Yuzhou City now.

But time has been delayed again and again. Could it be that there is something hidden in this?

The more An Jing thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"Could this be Senior Xiang Zhenlou of Peach Blossom Sword Immortal Building?"

At this time, when Cui Daoxian saw Lou Xiangzhen, he couldn't help but shudder.

"That's right."

Lou Xiangzhen nodded lightly.

Hearing this, Cui Daoxian quickly said: "I didn't expect to be able to meet the two of you here today. This is really a kind of fate."

And when Bian Jingdao and other Xuanyiwei experts heard this, their expressions were shocked.

Originally, Heavenly Sword Cui Daoxian and Ghost Swordsman appeared very surprising, but Xiangzhen of Peach Blossom Sword Xianlou appeared unexpectedly.

Lou Xiangzhen smiled and said: "It is indeed a kind of fate, the name of the Heavenly Sword is famous, I have wanted to see it for a long time, and today is an eye-opener for this old man."

Cui Daoxian took a deep breath and said, "Senior is wrong. I have been admiring the name of my predecessor for a long time."

Today's swordsmen, the qualifications and fame are almost less than Lou Xiangzhen.

The name Lou Xiangzhen is a top swordsman throughout the two eras.

"It's just a useless name."

Lou Xiang shook his hand and said to An Jing next to him, "It's time to go."

"Okay."

On the other hand, An Jing frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Afterwards, the two of them were vertical and disappeared in Huang Yao Town in an instant.

Cui Daoxian looked at the backs of the two leaving, and felt a little regretful in his heart. Originally, he came to Dayan this time to discuss with Lin Yiyang, but unexpectedly, he was the first to be defeated by the ghost swordsman.

"If the Heavenly Sword is in hand, maybe we can win today."

Cui Daoxian shook his head, and then walked into the distance.

If he brought the Heavenly Sword from the tomb today, he would have the confidence to defeat that ghost swordsman.

Although he was defeated by the ghost swordsman, his determination to go to the Jade Heng Sword Sect did not change, instead he became more eager.

Reaching the sixth realm was the main purpose of his visit to Dayan this time.

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes saw the three of them leave, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Head, what should I do now?"

Seeing this devastated and messy scene, a silver-character catcher couldn't help asking.

"You are here to handle the funeral."

Bian Jingdao said angrily, "I'll send the news back quickly, and then let's see what the deputy governor has to say."

..........

In the north of Huangyao Town, in a dense forest.

Yuehua leaned down like a horse.

A bonfire rose and made a 'crackling' sound.

Lou Xiangzhen wore a rabbit in his hand and placed it on the fire.

An Jing looked at the fire, still thinking about what happened during the day.

It was Tan Yun who suddenly appeared today, and the shock to him was so great that An Jing doubted his life.

Tan Yun, a maid with a weak head, turned out to be a master of the Demon Sect.

Is this what she is pretending to do, or is it true temperament?

If it was true, why did the Demon Sect send her to be an undercover agent, and even lurking in her own home.

Could it be...that Jiang Ye is also related to the Demon Sect?

An Jing couldn't figure it out even after breaking his head. He always felt that he was in a puzzle. As long as he found the most crucial line, he could figure it out, but he still had no clue about the most crucial line.

"What are you thinking, kid? You haven't spoken since just now."

Lou Xiangzhen tore off a rabbit's leg and then chewed it.

An Jing looked at Lou Xiangzhen in front of him, and his eyes lit up slightly: "Senior Lou, do you also know a lot about divination?"

Lou Xiangzhen turned around, "You little **** want to plot against Grandpa Lou?"

Jiang Sanjia is good at fortune-telling. Every time he calculates the horoscope, he consumes blood essence and life essence. Even if he is very careful, his life force is still exhausted when he is in his seventies. Shouyuan's elixir.

And Jiang Sanjia himself knew that the deadline was approaching, so he went to Yujing City, but ended his half-life grievances and grievances.

Lou Xiangzhen didn't study fortune-telling very much, and a large part of the reason was because his life was too long.

"How can I be calculating?"

Hearing this, An Jing couldn't help but say, "Senior, I caught this rabbit, and I don't even want to eat it."

Lou Xiangzhen picked up the wine gourd around his waist and said, "Isn't it just a rabbit? I'll give you ten or a hundred tomorrow."

An Jing asked bluntly, "Senior Lou, how can you help me figure it out?"

"It's not impossible for you to do the math for the kid."

Lou Xiangzhen stretched out his sleeve robe and wiped his mouth, "Call me Grandpa Lou, and Grandpa Lou will help you figure it out."

"You are not authentic, old man Lou."

Hearing this, An Jing raised his brows slightly, "I'm helping you as a close friend. Your old boy always wants to take advantage of me?"

Hearing this, Lou Xiangzhen couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted angrily, "Fuck your grandma, you are just a stinky young boy. When I was roaming the rivers and lakes, you were not even in your mother's womb."

As soon as he thought of calling himself a brother-in-law with a hairy boy, Lou Xiangzhen could not wait to pierce this boy with a sword.

Seeing this, An Jing coughed lightly, "Old man Lou, help me figure it out, how about I owe you a favor?"

"What's the use of your favor?"

Lou Xiangzhen didn't eat An Jing's food at all.

An Jing was at a loss for words. The strength of the old man in this building was above him, and he really couldn't help him for the time being.

Lou Xiangzhen is a master who doesn't see a rabbit but a hawk. He is not Jiang Sanjia, but a man in his heart.

Thinking of this, An Jing said in a deep voice, "I'll tell you the truth. I'm very familiar with Li Fuzhou, the Sect Master of the Demon Sect. If you need any information in the future, I might be able to help you."

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing in surprise, "You brat is so bold, you actually make friends with people from the Demon Cult?"

In Dayan, making friends with people in the demon sect is a taboo in all corners of the world. Even if you only make friends, it is a thorn in the eyes of Xuanyiwei, a thorn in the flesh, and the object of attention.

An Jing smiled dryly and said, "Hehe, what do you think of the seniors?"

Li Fuzhou was indeed very familiar with him, but he just didn't know whether he was the best at talking.

"Meng Zhaodou, do you know who it is?"

Lou Xiang raised his brows.

"do not know."

An Jing shook his head. Most of what he knew about Jianghu came from Zhou Xianming's mouth. He knew the famous people in the Jianghu, but he didn't know the hidden masters.

"He is the head of Tianluodiwang, and he almost died at the hands of Jiang Shang."

Lou Xiangzhen smiled lightly, "I saved it back then."

Hearing that, An Jing opened his mouth, but he didn't expect Lou Xiangzhen's connections to be so great.

He and Li Fuzhou knew each other at most, maybe Li Fuzhou didn't necessarily listen to him, but Lou Xiangzhen saved Meng Zhaodou's life.

"How about this."

An Jing thought about it for a long time, and then reluctantly took out the Holy Essence Gu from his arms, "As long as you help me do the math, how about I give you this Holy Essence Gu?"

Lou Xiangzhen's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Oh? Are you really willing to take out Saint Yuan Gu?"

An Jing said angrily: "Old man Lou, just say whether you want it or not."

This is a blue opportunity. If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to know his wife's situation, how could he have brought out such treasures.

"Okay, the old man reluctantly agrees."

Lou Xiangzhen smiled and stroked his beard.

"Then make a quick calculation." An Jing urged quickly.

Lou Xiangzhen saw that An Jing was so anxious, put down the rabbit leg in his hand, and put away the Saint Yuan Gu, "You kid, it's not a loss for you to call your grandfather, you have to be stubborn, and now you still look like a heartache. "

The corner of An Jing's mouth twitched. If Lou Xiangzhen was really his grandfather, it seemed that he would not suffer, nor would he have escaped from Yuzhou City in embarrassment.

But Grandpa Lou, you are too late.

"What do you want?"

Lou Xiangzhen said lightly.

"my wife."

An Jing pondered for a moment before saying, "Zhao Qingmei, how is she now and where is she?"

"Okay."

Lou Xiangzhen nodded, then wiped his hands on An Jing's robe, and took out a tortoise shell from his bosom, "My fortune-telling is different from that of the top three."

"Wow!"

Speaking, Lou Xiangzhen threw the tortoise shell in his hand, and saw the palm-sized tortoise shell flipping in midair.

The tortoise shell spun rapidly in mid-air, releasing streaks of brilliance.

"If your wife is just an ordinary person, I can not only calculate her life and death, but even calculate her position easily."

Lou Xiangzhen said lightly.

An Jing opened his mouth, and now he is also a little bit uncertain.

My wife is ordinary or not ordinary. . . .

Even when he found out that Li Fuzhou was the suzerain of the human sect, An Jing never doubted his wife at all, but when he found out about Tan Yun, he was shaken.

"My warm and comfortable home may be the den of thieves of the Demon Sect."

An Jing felt a sense of loss in his heart, and said sadly: "Madam may have been forced, no, it must be, how could she be a member of the demon sect?"

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the words of Aunt Niu (Chapter 132), and his heart became more and more uncertain.

Why does Zhao Qingmei have to be him?

Is there really any purpose in this?

The speed of the tortoise shell was getting faster and faster, and there were even streaks of brilliance, like a flame burning in mid-air, Lou Xiangzhen's brows also became dignified, and then he pulled out the peach blossom sword.

"Hey!"

The sword light was extremely fast, and soon it burned in the flame, forming a series of imprints.

It is the three words of Zhao Qingmei.

Then the sword light melted into the flame and disappeared completely.

After the flame devoured the sword light, it became even more turbulent, and the color of the flame changed drastically, showing black purple.

"Um!?"

Lou Xiangzhen raised his brows, and his face changed drastically.

"Kakkaka!"

At this moment, a sound of cracking appeared in the black and purple flames.

"clatter!"

After about three breaths, the flame suddenly disappeared, and then the cracked turtle shell appeared and fell heavily to the ground.

"Wow!"

Lou Xiangzhen sprayed out a **** arrow, and staggered back a few steps toward the rear.

"Old man Lou, are you alright?"

Seeing this, An Jing stepped forward quickly.

"You... you kid pits your grandpa Lou." Lou Xiangzhen wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth.

"This......"

There was a hint of puzzlement in An Jing's eyes: "How could I possibly cheat on you?"

Lou Xiangzhen took a deep breath, glared at An Jing and said, "This person like Zhao Qingmei who has great luck, you actually said that she is ordinary, and the old man was almost seriously injured by the backlash."

"what!?"

When An Jing heard Lou Xiangzhen's words, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You said that my wife has great luck?"

The atmosphere in Lou Xiangzhen's mouth is definitely not ordinary.

Lou Xiangzhen was also very shocked: "Yes, like you, she is a person with great luck. I calculate that she will consume at least five years of life, and it may not be possible to calculate it."

Like the luck of the boy in front of him, it is already enough to defy the sky, but he did not expect that his wife is also a person with great luck.

This is too scary.

You must know that Ghost Swordsman is only in his early twenties, and he is already a famous swordsman in the world.

But the same is true of her wife. Maybe she will have the opportunity to reach the realm of a great master in the future. Such a girl is just mediocre in the mouth of this kid.

An Jing hesitated for a moment, then said, "Do you think it was my luck that passed on to her?"

"It's not impossible as you said."

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing, and said slowly, "But you, the average person, bear the luck that you shouldn't bear, and that is a disaster."

Listening to Lou Xiangzhen's words, An Jing let out a heavy sigh.

His heart was even more confused.

"Forget it, let's go north to Pingxian first."

"Boy, you don't know your wife yet?"

Lou Xiang shook his brows and raised his eyebrows, "This old man almost fell into a big somersault. Fortunately, I responded quickly enough to stop the fortune-telling in time."

When An Jing heard this, he quickly retorted: "What are you talking about, don't I know my wife yet?"

Lou Xiang's face was full of disbelief. This kid was a little weird all over, including his wife.

Seeing Lou Xiangzhen's expression, An Jing said anxiously, "My wife and I have a deep-rooted relationship, how could I not understand her?"

.........

Dongluoguan, the top floor of Dongluo Tower.

Zhao Qingmei, dressed in white, sat beside the soft slum, holding a book in her hand.

She seldom wears white clothes, a pair of snow-white, radiant jade legs are exposed, you can see the slender ankles and the jade feet of Sai Xue bullying, and now she wears clothes, and with those exquisite facial features, she is like a fairy banished to the mundane world.

"Why does it only take a few months, like a few years?"

Zhao Qingmei was a little annoyed, she couldn't read the book in her hand at all.

"Master!"

At this time, Yu Qiurong's hurried voice came from outside, "Feng Motai urgent report."

"Oh?"

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, a cold light appeared in her eyes, "Come in."

"Squeak-!"

Yu Qiurong pushed open the door of the house, looking in a hurry, leaned over and said, "Sect Leader, the Demon Sealing Platform seems to be very dissatisfied with the delay of the leader, and the third elder asks you to hurry to the Demon Sealing Platform."

Not to mention outside the Demon Sect, even within the Demon Sect, there is not much information about the Demon Sealing Platform, but the Demon Sealing Platform is a holy place in the eyes of everyone.

The day before yesterday, Feng Motai ordered Zhao Qingmei to be summoned, but Zhao Qingmei refused directly.

"Summon me?"

Zhao Qingmei sneered: "Who can summon me in this world?"

Yu Qiurong was very anxious: "Sect Master, the third elder has already sent four secret letters..."

Although she understands Zhao Qingmei's domineering and strong character, she doesn't want Zhao Qingmei to have a conflict with Feng Motai, not to mention whether Feng Motai will ruthlessly punish Zhao Qingmei, she must know that many masters in Feng Motai also have the background of magic sect , the capital that competes with the world.

If Zhao Qingmei had a conflict with Feng Motai, it would be tantamount to breaking his arm.

Zhao Qingmei thought for a while and said, "They are in a hurry. If that's the case, the old guys from the Demon Sealing Platform will be healed in a while."

Originally, she hadn't planned not to go to the Demon Sealing Platform, but the attitude of the Demon Sealing Platform made her very unhappy. Now that it has been dry for two days, it is time to explore the bottom of the Demon Sealing Platform.

"Okay, I'll go prepare the car now."

Hearing this, Yu Qiurong breathed a sigh of relief and walked out quickly.

Zhao Qingmei stood up, walked to the table and picked up the two knives hanging on the wall.

This knife is called the Mandarin Duck Saber. The blade is short and long, with a long blade and a short blade. It is dazzling and unstained.

"I haven't used this knife for a long time."

Zhao Qingmei muttered to herself, and then played around a bit.

"Master, the car is ready."

"understood."

Zhao Qingmei responded, put the mandarin duck knife on her body and walked out of the house.

The weather is very good today, the sun is shining and the sky is clear.

Due to the special location of Dongluoguan, the weather turned out to be a little hot at the moment, and many merchants on the street wore thin shirts.

At this time, a beautiful carriage drove out of the East Rota, surrounded by several demon masters in black.

Inside the carriage, it is very spacious.

In the center is a small square table on which delicious pastries are placed.

Zhao Qingmei sat at the table with a calm expression.

On the other hand, Duanmu Xinghua frowned and looked worried.

"What are you thinking?"

Zhao Qingmei asked.

Duanmu Xinghua clasped his fists and said, "I'm worried about the leader's trip to the Demon Sealing Stage."

"Oh?"

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help laughing, "Tell me your worries."

Duanmu Xinghua pondered for a moment and said, "The sect leader deliberately delayed his trip to Dongluoguan for two days. I'm afraid it has caused the dissatisfaction of the third elder."

Speaking of which, she hesitated, but in the end she didn't speak.

Originally, when Zhao Qingmei was summoned by the Demon Sealing Platform, it was supposed to give her a disgrace. After all, after Zhao Qingmei became the leader, she never went to the Demon Sealing Platform again.

In the past, every generation of sect leaders took office, who dared not to visit the Sealing Demon Platform?

Only Zhao Qingmei turned a deaf ear and had no scruples, and the Demon Sealing Platform had been holding back for a long time.

But now that Zhao Qingmei has obtained the "Magic Book of Jiuyou Purgatory", this matter has become more complicated.

What kind of martial arts is the "Jiuyou Purgatory Magic Tome", it is the three major secret techniques in the world. If you cultivate in a half-step master, you can increase your training to the master realm, and practice in the master realm can increase the martial arts that reach the great master realm.

With such martial arts, how many people in the world can be unmoved?

Zhao Qingmei looked straight at Duanmu Xinghua, "Do you think I would care about their dissatisfaction?"

Duanmu Xinghua gave a bitter smile and did not speak any more.

Only Zhao Qingmei can say this.

The carriage galloped all the way, rushing towards the direction of the Sealing Demon Platform.

........

Dongluo Desert, Demon Sealing Platform.

I saw that in an oasis in front, there were several beautiful Qionglou, golden roofs and red gates, antique and immortal.

The road formed by the white jade paved floor continues to spread to the depths, and there are clear, cool pools and rare and rare beasts beside it.

This is the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, the Demon Sealing Platform.

Duanmu Xinghua walked at the forefront to lead the way, and Zhao Qingmei and other magic sect masters followed behind her.

Not long after, a man appeared in front of him. He was wearing a splendid brocade robe, with a precious jade hanging from his waist, with a look of pride in his eyes.

This person looks in his early thirties, but his cultivation is not low. He is a first-grade cultivation, and he is also a first-class master in the world.

When the man saw Duanmu Xinghua, he clasped his fist and said, "Sect Master Duanmu, it's been a long time."

"Master, this person is Ouyang Quan, the son of the third elder."

Duanmu Xinghua then said to the two of them: "This is the contemporary leader of my Demon Sect."

A look of surprise appeared in Ouyang Quan's eyes, and then he clasped his fists at Zhao Qingmei and said, "Sect Master, please come in, my father and the second elder have been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said nothing.

The two led the way ahead and walked towards the main hall.

The interior decoration of the hall is very luxurious. The inner pillars are supported by a number of red giant pillars. Each pillar is engraved with a coiled, lifelike golden dragon, which is particularly spectacular.

In addition, there are several beautiful maids standing on both sides of the hall at this moment.

Above the main hall, there are two old men sitting.

The old man on the left was wearing a green shirt, with kind eyebrows and a smile on the corner of his mouth, while the old man on the right had a cold expression and his brows were tightly locked, causing the air to suddenly become cold.

The old man on the right, Zhao Qingmei, had seen it. When she entered the Demon Sealing Well, he was the one who brought her in.

Duanmu Xinghua said through a voice transmission: "Sect Leader, these two are Yuan Feng, the second elder of the Conferring Demon Platform, and Ouyang Ping, the third elder. Ouyang Ping was the lord of the previous generation of Heavenly Sect, and Yuan Feng was the lord of the previous generation of Earth Sect."

When Yu Qiurong saw the two of them, her complexion changed drastically.

She has seen all the portraits of the person on the right in the Demon Sect. This person's name is Siji Qiankun Ouyang Ping. His strength is unfathomable. It is said that the last time he appeared was thirty years ago. At that time, his cultivation was already When he arrived at the realm of the master, many people thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he not only didn't die, but directly entered the Demon Sealing Platform and became the Elder of the Demon Sealing Platform.

The person next to Ouyang Ping is also very old. Although Yu Qiurong does not know her, her identity is definitely not ordinary.

When Zhao Qingmei heard the sound transmission, her brows could not help frowning. In this way, the two old things in front of them were at least over a hundred years old. It seemed that half of their bodies were about to sink into the ground, but they were well maintained.

Yu Qiurong looked at Ouyang Ping with a cold face, but her heart became nervous.

"Sure enough, a hero comes out of a boy, okay, okay."

Yuan Feng laughed loudly, "The leader has been exhausted all the way, please take your seat."

Zhao Qingmei sat down slowly and said, "I had a relationship with Elder Ouyang, but today is the first time I met with Elder Yuan."

Yuan Feng said with regret: "Yes, I have been in retreat for decades, but I have never had the opportunity to meet the new leader. I have to say that Jiang Shang has found a good disciple."

At the age of nineteen, you can reach the realm of a grandmaster, and there is great hope for hitting the great grandmaster in the future. If you can really hit the great grandmaster, it can definitely protect the development of the Demon Sect for three hundred years.

Zhao Qingmei said indifferently: "Second elder is wrong, my cultivation is far worse than my master."

Yuan Feng waved his hand and said with emotion: "Although your cultivation is still shallow at present, you are still young. If you are given time, you will definitely be able to reach the realm of a great master in the future."

Although Ouyang Ping was very dissatisfied with Zhao Qingmei, he couldn't help but nodded when he heard this.

At this time, the beautiful maid came up with tea.

Yuan Feng said with a smile: "Try it, this tea is called Zigong tea, and it is brewed from oasis water spring. It tastes fragrant and refreshing."

Zhao Qingmei didn't bring the tea, but said straightforwardly: "The two elders called me here this time. What are the so-called things, you might as well speak directly. There are still many matters in the teaching waiting for me to arrange and deal with them."

Judging from the attitudes of Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping, they knew that there must be something to talk about.

Zhao Qingmei didn't want to waste time with the two of them on temptation. Some things would be best to talk about on the bright side.

Ouyang Ping frowned.

"I've heard that the sect leader is impatient for a long time. When I saw it today, it was like a rumor. Since the sect leader said so, then I will speak directly."

Yuan Feng pondered for a moment before saying, "I'll wait to hear that the leader has obtained the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome", the supreme martial art of my demon sect. I don't know if this is true or not?"

coming!

Duanmu Xinghua moved slightly when she saw this.

And Yu Qiurong's heart was in her throat at this moment, and the people of this magic platform did not have any good intentions when they summoned the leader.

"That's right."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and did not deny it.

Even though Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping knew the news long ago, they could not help but reveal a trace of light when they heard Zhao Qingmei's personal confirmation.

"The leader has been in charge of the Demon Cult for two years, and he should also know the current state of the world. There is no great master who can take charge of the world."

Yuan Feng took a deep breath and said, "The Great Elder of Feng Motai is now in seclusion, ready to attack the shackles of the great master. If he has this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Book", he will get twice the result with half the effort, if he can reach the realm of the great master. , My Demon Sect will definitely hold the universe in hand and occupy a place in the world today, and I will never escape from Dayan like before..."

Ouyang Ping nodded and agreed with Yuan Feng's words.

When there are major forces today, whoever can reach the Grand Master first will have the absolute right to speak.

Zhao Qingmei tapped her finger on the table and said indifferently, "What do the two elders mean for me to hand over this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome"?"

Yuan Feng said slowly: "This is also for the sake of my Demon Sect's thousand-year plan. Besides, you only need to hand over the rubbing of the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Demon Tome". If the Great Elder breaks through to the realm of a great master, my Demon Sect will also It can be as stable as Mount Tai, which is not a bad thing for the leader."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said seriously: "The two elders are right. If there is a great master in my Demon Sect, it will definitely have a place in the world today."

There are some things she agrees with.

When Yuan Feng heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes: "So, does the leader agree?"

"Jiuyou Purgatory Magic Book", that is the supreme martial arts, and there are only three schools in the whole world. The supreme martial arts of Buddhism can basically only be practiced by masters of Buddhism because of its particularity, while the "Jade Emperor Sutra" of Xuanmen is divided into Of the three martial arts, one of them is in the hands of the True One Sect, the other two are in the Guigu School, and the other disappears into the world.

And the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome" is right in front of him, how can he not be moved?

"Second Elder is joking."

Zhao Qingmei said indifferently: "I never said that I would give you the mental method."

Yuan Feng smiled slightly: "Then what do you mean?"

The atmosphere of the entire hall was solidified.

"If there is really a great master in my demon religion, he can really take charge of the universe."

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "So this sect master will definitely practice diligently, reach the realm of the great master as soon as possible, and fulfill a wish of the two elders."

Ouyang Ping finally said: "So, you don't want to take out that mental method?"

Ouyang Ping's voice was a little hoarse, with a bit of coldness, and the entire hall was suddenly cold by three points.

Not to mention Yu Qiurong, even Duanmu Xinghua furrowed her brows, secretly thinking in her heart: The cultivation of these three elders seems to be higher than hers, at least the cultivation of the second qi master, and may even reach the realm of the third qi master.

Zhao Qingmei didn't seem to feel the cold, and said: "This mental method is a mystery that my demon sect has not passed on. Only the leader can practice it. Why should I pass it on to you?"

Yuan Feng said solemnly: "The timing is different this time, and I have to know how to be flexible. If there is a great master in my demon sect at this time, it will be a great blessing for you, me, and the entire demon sect."

Zhao Qingmei laughed loudly: "What you said is so hype, UU reading www.uukanshu.com doesn't want to cultivate this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome" by yourself, you don't need to pretend to be so lofty."

"If today is for this matter, the two elders are probably going to be disappointed. This "Jiuyou Purgatory Magic Tome" is something of the sect master, and no one can take it away."

After speaking, Zhao Qingmei got up and walked outside the hall.

Seeing this, both Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping's faces became very ugly. I didn't expect Zhao Qingmei's attitude to be so resolute that she even tore the skin.

Duanmu Xinghua cupped her hands at the two of them and hurriedly followed.

"Xiao Qingmei, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it resounded in everyone's ears.

And when Yu Qiurong heard this voice, it was as if a thunder was exploding in her heart.

Zhao Qingmei's footsteps paused slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed into a gap.