Battling Records of the Chosen One

Ask yourself, when you know the news of Lin Xun’s killing of the group, Meng Rong is also frightened and chilled.

As the scorpion of the former Emperor of the Purple Emperor, only Meng Rong knew clearly that the news that the baby of Lin’s family had the origin of the pulse was leaked out.

It can be said that the **** incident of Lin Jia, the main murderer may be Yun Qingbai, but the accomplice must be inseparable from her.

Meng Rong is not afraid.

Here is the Tongtian sword, and Lin Lin may have the courage to kill it?

Hearing the news, this child is now only the cultivation of the seven-day catastrophe. The reason why it can kill the group is nothing more than the use of external forces.

"Mother, can't we stay in Tongtian Jianzong for a lifetime?"

Zhao Jingzhen is extremely irritated.

He knows that the character of Lin Xun will definitely not let them go!

"There are some unsatisfactory things. Zongmen is looking up and down the cause of Yun Qingbai's death. If he is taught by the teacher, Yun Qingbai and the family behind Lin Xun are enemies because of us, and certainly will not forgive us."

Daddy, Meng Qiujing's tall figure walked into the Yunguang Temple, his look was gloomy, and his eyebrows were full of sorrow.

He is the father of Meng Rong, the grandfather of Zhao Jingxi.

"This……"

Meng Rong was shocked at once.

Zhao Jingxi also suffered a stiff face and his face changed greatly.

Yun Qingbai took away the forest to find the source of the pulse, the entire Tongtian Jianzong only a few people know that once exposed, it will inevitably lead to Zongmen anger, they certainly can not escape the relationship.

"Meng Rong, you leave Zhao Jingyu."

Meng Qiujing took a deep breath and sighed. "Go back to the lower bounds and seek the help of Zhao Yuanji. Jing Hao is his son. He can't see death."

"he?"

Meng Rong was trembled and his face changed. The man, who was in charge of the Purple Empire, was like a sea.

Even if he was a nephew, Meng Rong never understood this man. He was like a mystery, unfathomable, and ruthless!

If it is not necessary, she would rather not see this person for the rest of her life.

"My grandfather, my father will only let me go to the imperial mausoleum. Instead of this, I would rather leave the Tianjianzong."

Zhao Jingyu was also panicked.

In his impression, the father is simply a terrible existence, in his eyes, only the world and the avenue.

Among the children of the royal family, the only one who can enter the eyes of his father is Zhao Jingyi!

"Go."

Meng Qiujing seems to have decided that "I will open the enchantment node to the lower boundary for you. After this time, I will not come back again!"

The passage to the lower bound has already broken, and Meng Qiujing believes that unless Lin Xun can master similar enchantment nodes, he will return to the lower bounds in this life.

Meng Rong's look was cloudy and uncertain. For a long time, he took a deep breath and nodded.

And Zhao Jingxi is lost, like all the strength is exhausted.

He knows that even if he is returning to the lower bound and waiting for himself, he is destined to live in a dark life, and he will be a guardian in his life!

......

Tongtian Jianzong Houshan, there are thirty-six mountain peaks.

Not long after, Meng Qiujing’s figure appeared in front of one of the peaks. After a brief notice, he entered the mountain and was deep in a quiet mountain road.

At the end of the mountain road, it is a huge molten pool, and the fiery red melts and swells, giving off a burning and sultry atmosphere.

A dark sword, floating in the molten pool, is incomparably mysterious.

"Adult, things are very likely to be revealed."

Meng Qiujing’s salute, his voice was low, and there was a daunting fear between his looks.

"I heard about it."

Daddy, a figure of nothingness emerged from the black sword.

Look closely, it is an old man with a very indifferent look. It must be neat and tidy. If the eyes are like a sun, it will turn to a terrible fire.

"In that year, I brought Yun Qingbai from the poor village to the Zongmen. I also trained him to be an adult. I wanted to make him a leader of the absolute generation. Unfortunately, it was Chess is a trick."

The old man sighed, but there was no mood swing.

"Yun Qingbai is a very important piece. I put all my heart and soul on it. After the end of the field, let it take our plans."

If the old man's figure is illusory, it floats above the dark sword.

"Now, it is too late to train another singer. Within ten years, the dispute between the nine domains will open. This means... we have worked hard for decades to plan... completely failed..."

When the old man said that in the end, there was a lot of unwillingness and hate in the voice. "This **** cloud is white, it is ruining me, it is too useless!"

"According to the plan, if he becomes the first person in this ancient wilderness, with his influence, he can play a very crucial role in the dispute of the nine domains. If the plan goes smoothly, Even the most outstanding people of all the younger generations in the ancient wilderness!"

"but……"

Speaking of this, the look of the old man has become extremely embarrassing, "he was killed!"

boom!

A horrible murder spread from the old man, too horrible, so that Meng Qiujing was in a stalemate and fell into an ice cave.

"Hate!"

The old man sighed and looked depressed.

No one knows how much effort and cost he paid for Yun Qingbai, but now, with the death of Yun Qingbai, everything has been lost.

How does this make him not hate?

"Adult, when I went to the lower bound, why didn't I kill that Lin?"

Meng Qiujing hesitated for a long time, could not help but ask.

"Humph!"

The old man’s face was heavy and his face was cold and cold. “I don’t care about you until now. The life of this child is not easy.”

"At the time, I wanted to wipe out all the Lin family, but I didn't leave a living, but when I was shot, I was obstructed by a mysterious man who came to rescue this mother. This person not only saved Lin from this, but also broke me. The enchanting power under the cloth shocked the big men in the lower bound."

Speaking of this, the old man's voice flashed a touch of color, like jealousy, but also confused. "I didn't even think that there was a real emperor in the lower bound!"

"what?"

If Mengqiujing is struck by lightning, the whole person is there, and the lower bound is how barren it is, and it is regarded as an abandoned land by the ancient wasteland.

Where can there be a place?

"Oh! If not, do you think that with my strength, I can't kill a group of ants like things?"

The old man was cold. "Unfortunately, I didn't dare to stay at that time. I could only leave with Yunqingbai. Otherwise, I can definitely know which city is in the lower bound!"

Meng Qiujing's look is uncertain.

He knows how terrible the old man's strength is. If it is not to hide his identity, he will not be aware of the old antiques in the ancient wilderness. With the power of the old man, he is not afraid of the existence of any saint's king level!

"Adult, what should we do next?"

Meng Qiujing could not help but ask.

"The plan failed. I stayed in this ancient wilderness area and it didn't work. Only... I left."

The old man’s voice is low and he seems to be unwilling.

"Adult, are you going back to your homeland? Then... me?"

Meng Qiujing asked.

"You will stay for the time being. If you can use it later, I will contact you."

The old man made a decision.

He said, he waved his sleeves and threw a jade bottle and threw it at the foot of Meng Qiujing. "This is the antidote to the lock mantra. There are a total of one hundred, which can make you suffer within a hundred years. ""

Meng Qiujing’s face changed and he said, “Are you, if you are a hundred years later?”

"A hundred years later... Oh, maybe this ancient wasteland has already been broken. By then, I will come to you to completely uncover the lock mantra."

The old man smiled a little.

It didn't take long for Meng Qiujing to leave the cave like a lost soul. Looking at the bright sky, he felt very dazzling.

"Only leave me a hundred years of life, you... well!"

He hated hard in his heart, and he gave birth to impulses several times. He wanted to uncover the identity of the old man and expose it completely.

But in the end, Meng Qiujing still resisted.

On this day, Tongtian Jianzong sent out a terrible sensation. In the past few years, a ancestor named “Fan Qi” who had been retreating in the Houshan Fire Rock Pond, died in the cultivation because of the fire!

For a time, Tongtian Jianzong was mournful, and Fan Qi’s ancestors were a true sage, but they died like this.

There was a break before, and the cliffs fell. Today, Fan Qi’s ancestors fell, and this is a big blow to Tongtian Jianzong.

Only Meng Qiujing sneered in the heart, Fan Qi's ancestors died a hundred years ago, these years are just occupied by the body.

Now that the man has left, his body is naturally "destroyed" and died.

......

When Lin Xun entered Bai Yujing, he also heard the news that Tongtian Jianzong "Fan Qi's ancestors" had gone into flames because of cultivation.

For a time, he also made a fuss, so that a saint would die because of cultivation? Is the road of sacred cultivation so dangerous?

Soon, Lin Xun stopped paying attention to this.

He came here to Bai Yujing, only to eradicate the accomplice who killed Lin Jiaxuan's relatives that year!

Two days later.

Lin Xun finally inquired about the various news he needed and locked in the target, a man named Song Qingyun.

Asked about the restaurant.

On the second floor, a group of young talents are gathering, sitting on the top, is a young man wearing a feather coat and looking proud.

His name is Song Qingyun, a passer-by of the Heavenly Swordsman, and a younger generation of Junjie, who has a revival.

Although he only cultivated the wheel, he became the focus of the audience. Everyone sat around him like a star.

"Song brother, can you know the truth about the fall of Fan Qi's ancestors? That is a saint, how can it be lost like this?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

Song Qingyun’s face was sinking: “Is this secret, can you wait for it to be indiscriminate?”

Everyone suddenly groaned.

At this time, suddenly a young man wearing a white white shirt walked up to the second floor and walked straight toward Song Qingyun and others.

His eyes swept away and fell on Song Qingyun, who was sitting on the top position.

"Song Qingyun?" asked the young man.

Suddenly, all of them frowned.

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