Chapter 410: I will kill Qingyun with this body.
Meng Huaichuan sighed helplessly and said: "I know that people who can cause big troubles when attacking the Ministry of Punishment will not live up to Qingyun. I will decide on the Nanwang Mansion, step by step Be careful and try not to make grudges with major forces. My father repeatedly warned me that peace is the most important thing. If I were allowed to participate in Duan Qingyun, my father would have to break my legs. However, although I, Meng Huaichuan, am greedy for life and afraid of death, I can still be regarded as a spittle. Once you have made an oath, you must abide by it, no matter whether the enemy is a ghost, a corpse, or a demon."
"Meng Huaichuan!" Meng Huaichuan shouted reluctantly.
As soon as this statement came out, the waiting candidates were surprised.
It doesn't matter if the rest of the people participate, because no matter how powerful those people represent, there are limits.
Like Shen Xiaoyi, Dingtian represents the power of the Chamber of Commerce.
Like Qiu Ye, he is just an ordinary marquis.
Like Lin Zhenyuan, although his master is the mountain king, the mountain king no longer leads troops and only occasionally participates in fighting against monsters.
Dingnan Prince's Mansion is one of the largest forces in the Qi army. If it is not a super level, it is no less than the 20 Tianzhu sect of martial arts.
Song Baige originally looked down on Meng Huaichuan, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that your father will break your leg?"
Meng Huaichuan said with a smile: "If you can make my grandpa praise you, then break your leg if it's broken."
Song Baige turned to look at the man who didn't give his name. The four people smiled and said: "Before, we were friends; after that, we are still friends. Now, please stay away." The
four people looked ashamed, cupped their hands and turned around to leave.
"Hey, what are you playing at? Damn it! Duan Qingyun? Take me with you!" Sun Qingtian, who had just arrived in Beilvlin, didn't know what was going on. He saw the words on the fog board and rushed over excitedly.
Behind him, a group of martial arts cultivators from Beilulin were all tall and round, with gleaming eyes.
When the literary cultivators saw this scene, they couldn't laugh or cry. Originally, they wanted to discuss a charter to see how they could help each other, but it turned out that Beilulin was so clean and tidy.
"It's interesting, take me one." Scabbard approached with a smile.
Some people who had a grudge against the Demon Sect began to call their names and even family names and joined Li Qingxian's team.
Some monks originally had no intention of participating, but found that more and more people were participating in Duan Qingyun, including many wealthy and powerful cultivators. After pondering for a long time, they joined.
Not long after, three huge teams formed in front of the back gate of the Royal Garden.
In front of the door, the team headed by Li Qingxian looked forward.
Right in front, the Demon Sect team gathered together.
From the side, mixed forces from all sides are watching from afar.
"Your Majesty Gu Huizi is here!"
The demon cultivators were suddenly happy and cheered softly.
Gu Huizi and the person who carved the monument approached, saw the words on the fog board, and then looked at the people around Li Qingxian. Listening to the explanations from the Demon Sect, their faces were filled with uncertainty.
The person who carved the monument was surprised and asked secretly: "Do you have a deep hatred against him?" "
No, it's just a normal factional disagreement, not to the extent of breaking the clouds." Gu Huizi didn't say that he sent two teams to intercept and kill Li Leisure.
"Why is that?"
"I don't know, something must have happened that I don't know about."
The person who carved the monument thought for a moment, took a few steps forward, raised his hand to Li Qingxian, and said, "Brother Ye, after all, we are both citizens of the Qi Kingdom. If you have any grudges with the Demon Sect, can you wait until the Qingyun trial is over? Brother Gu and I promise that we will give you justice. If you don't believe it, we can make an oath to abide by it even if we leave the strange place and our memory is blurred. "
Li Qingxian said: "I just want the demon cultivator to die."
A deep chill swept through the imperial garden.
The person who carved the monument frowned and turned to look at Gu Huizi. The devil was one and he could not just sit idly by and ignore it, but he was also unwilling to confront Li Qingxian.
Gu Huizi snorted coldly and said, "I, Gu Huizi, have never been timid in my life. I just want to know why you are suddenly like this?" "
You don't need to know." Li Qingxian said calmly.
Gu Huizi took a deep breath and said: "In that case, let's do it to see if it's my Demon Sect that's in trouble, or your night guard. Everyone, this is between me and Ye Han, what's the matter? I hope you will open up the net and allow the other Demon Sect disciples to leave." Sun Qingtian shook his neck and cracked his knuckles with his hands, saying: "What nonsense are you talking about? You have already broken the blue clouds, how can you still open up the net? Just do it. It’s over!”
Everyone looked at Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian glanced at the demon cultivators and stepped forward.
Everyone took a deep breath, followed Li Qingxian, dispersed slightly, and prepared for battle.
The person who carved the monument clasped his fists and stepped back quickly: "Don't misunderstand me. I swear to my God that I have no enmity or enmity with you. I am from an evil sect, not a demon sect, and I am not prepared to help demon cultivators."
Everyone from the evil sect immediately left quickly, leaving only the demon cultivator in place.
When Gu Huizi saw that Li Qingxian was so decisive, he slowly backed away and sneered: "I thought you, the son of Gang Feng, were upright and aboveboard, and what kind of gentleman you were. I didn't expect that you would act so viciously. The reason why you cut off our Qingyun must be because you knew the Six Gods After the star falls, destroy our statue, otherwise, even if I give you 10,000 courages, you won’t dare to break the blue clouds like me.” Everyone thought of the
stars that looked like the Six Stars of the South Dipper hanging high in the sky before, but they didn’t expect to destroy the statue of the evil god.
Li Qingxian said slowly: "I don't know about this, but this shows that you deserve to die together!" "
Ye Han, aren't you afraid of my demon sect's revenge?" Gu Huizi shouted.
Scenes of his acquaintance with Zhou Chunfeng appeared before Li Qingxian's eyes.
The handsome man in green robe walked out of the study in the smoke.
Zhou Sizheng, the one who issued the order to dispatch Tiqi.
That Uncle Zhou who scolds but lets him do whatever he wants.
Zhou Chunfeng, who rarely mentioned Li Gangfeng but always defended himself as his uncle.
Li Qingxian said slowly: "I will cut off Qingyun with this body, and I will never return until I kill the Demon Sect!"
The bodies of everyone around Li Qingxian were shaken, and they all shouted: "I will cut off the blue clouds with this body, and I will never return until I kill the demon sect!"
Keng...
the righteous swords of the literary cultivators slowly flew out from their chests.
The martial arts cultivators' energy and blood were boiling, and their whole body's energy was surging.
Taoist cultivators may hold talismans or wield flying swords.
A few puppet cultivators released skeleton puppet soldiers one after another.
"Do it! Even if you die, you have to drag them to death together!" Gu Huizi's eyes flashed green, filled with hatred.
The demonic cultivators were originally vicious and crazy people. Seeing that they had no way to retreat, their ferocious nature was aroused and they all started laughing ferociously.
"I've been waiting for the trail for so long, and finally it's here."
A misty voice echoed in the sky, and then, swirling golden light Bagua rose up from all directions, each side of the Golden Bagua was as big as a round table.
In an instant, sixty-four golden lights and eight trigrams surrounded the demon cultivator from all directions.
Countless spiritual talismans erupted from the golden Bagua, densely packed and endless, like thousands of arrows shooting out in unison.
"Scholar of Ten Thousand Talisman!" Someone from the Demonic Cultivator screamed in hatred.
Li Qingxian stopped and saw more than two hundred demon cultivators submerged in hundreds of thousands of spiritual talismans.
Thunder and fire from the sky, hail blades, poisonous smoke, cursed illusions...
where the magic cultivator is, lightning and thunder, wind and fire, flying sand and rocks, and thin smoke are like a purgatory on earth.
There were continuous roars, explosions, impacts, tearing sounds, and screams.
"All of them are not dead yet? Amazing! I leave the rest to you! Farewell!"
(End of this chapter)