Spreading immortality starts from pushing Douluo horizontally

The top of the fairy mountain.

"By the way, Master, Qian Daoliu and the Douluo from Wuhun Palace haven't come out yet." Bibi Dong's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something, he suddenly took two steps forward and said to Yan Qingxing.

"I suspect they are planning something..." Bibi Dong's eyes were full of worry. She had just betrayed Wuhun Palace. If Wuhun Palace really had a plan, she must be among them.

"They are already here." Yan Qingxing glanced downwards with his spiritual consciousness and said calmly when he saw Qian Daoliu and others being transported by the formation.

"What's coming?" Bibi Dong was surprised and hurriedly came to the edge of the cliff. With the shining light of the formation, she saw figures wearing black armor and charging upwards avoiding the path to immortality.

Looking behind, there are titled Douluo who are walking in the sky one by one, their nine soul rings constantly shining.

Finally, there was a white-haired but energetic old man, none other than Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu raised his head and happened to look at Bibi Dong who was looking down.

"Bibi Dong, pay for my son's life!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes were like daggers, and his hatred was released suddenly without being restrained by the future of Wuhun Palace.

Bibi Dong was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back. Her heart was filled with fear. Now she had no soul power. She had no chance of surviving when she encountered the Ultimate Douluo Qiandaoliu.

As soon as she took two steps back, Bibi Dong felt a hand behind her, helping her to stand firm.

Yan Qingxing stepped forward, passed Bibi Dong, and said calmly: "I am here."

The voice was very light, yet seemed as heavy as a mountain.

Yan Qingxing's faint words made Bibi Dong calm down instantly, and she felt more at ease than she had ever felt in her heart. Yes, there is still a master!

"Master, I will help you get back the position of Pope you lost. Tomorrow is the day when you will take charge of the Spirit Hall again."

After saying that, Yan Qingxing's figure leapt down from the cliff, but his voice still vaguely echoed in Bibi Dong's ears.

Emotions welled up in Bibi Dong's heart, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but feel sour. When, when, when!Someone treated her so well?

"Senior sister, you can cry if you want." Chen Xin looked at Bibi Dong's appearance, stepped forward, patted Bibi Dong on the shoulder and sighed.

On this day, he had several exchanges with Bibi Dong, and found that Bibi Dong was not that hateful. She was once an innocent little girl, but she met a tragic life.

"No!" Bibi Dong said firmly, holding back her tears and not letting them flow out. Master treats me so well, how can I let him down?

With such a master, what more could I ask for!

Chen Xin sighed as he looked at Yan Qingxing, who turned into a sharp sword light and fell down below.

Halfway up the mountain, where the outer disciples of the Qing Xuan Sect live, many disciples were awakened by the soldiers rushing up the mountain. When they came out to check, they saw a wave of soldiers rushing up the mountain from outside the Immortal Road. The disciples were shocked, and they, who had no cultivation at all, were immediately in chaos.

Some hurriedly woke up their sleeping fellow disciples and ran away together or alone.

Lu Yi was shocked and looked towards the top of the mountain. He couldn't see clearly in the dark night, but there was no movement.

Why is there no movement? Could it be that the old man, the sect leader, has gone out?

Lu Yi thought about this, and suddenly felt desolate. How could he run now that he had no strength at all?

Lu Yi suddenly thought of the scene of the black-armored soldiers avoiding the Immortal Road. He thought of something and shouted: "Junior brothers and sisters, my name is Lu Yi. Believe me, take your weapons and go to the Immortal Road quickly. , their soul power will disappear when they come in!"

Let's talk, Lu Yi returned to the house, picked up the old spear, took the lead, and rushed to the road to immortality.

Others heard Lu Yi's shouting, and many people also rushed into the Immortal Road with weapons. Immediately, these people led more panicked people.

The strong wind howled past my ears, my white robes rustled, and my hair flew everywhere.

Yan Qingxing looked at the disciples below who were rushing towards the Immortal Road in an orderly manner, with slight surprise in his eyes, and instantly locked onto Lu Yi who was taking the lead.

After just a glance, Yan Qingxing didn't care, but looked at the tide of soldiers below. Without any fear, his rapidly falling body suddenly stepped on the mountain wall.

boom.

The bluestone on the mountain wall exploded, and Yan Qingxing's figure flew out like a cannonball, making bursts of sound piercing the air.

"Yan Qingxing appears, surround him, others will run away!" Yan Qingxing's appearance instantly attracted Qian Daoliu's attention, and Qian Daoliu yelled.

Upon hearing this, a large number of soldiers quickly moved in the direction of Yan Qingxing, trying to stop Yan Qingxing.

"Hu~ Qingying." Yan Qingxing exhaled and shouted.

Zheng!

The sonorous sword cry sounded in the silent night, and a sword light cut through the dark sky and flew towards Yan Qingxing.

With the sword in hand, Yan Qingxing's eyes became sharper than ever before.

At one o'clock, the rocks exploded, and Yan Qingxing accelerated again, so fast that he couldn't see the figure at all, only the light of a sword was seen.

呲la.

The silent night seemed to be torn apart. A sharp sword light flashed across. Soldiers fell one by one, and the beautiful flowers of blood bloomed with the sword light.

呲la.

There was another sound, and this time the night was completely torn apart.

Continuous sword light danced in the crowd, and the thick armor on the soldiers was like a thin piece of paper, hurting and dying when rubbed.

"God of Death, God of Death, this guy is the God of Death, run away!"

"Run, run, it's the God of Death! The invincible God of Death!"

Seeing the comrades falling like wheat in the dark night, and the sword light blooming with blood flowers in the air, the soldiers were completely filled with fear, lost the courage to fight, dropped their weapons, and fled to the rear.

Before he could escape a few steps, a ray of sword light flashed across, and the soldier was beheaded instantly.

Yan Qingxing's expression was stern, and his heart showed no fluctuations. The sword in his hand slashed across the neck of the next soldier.

What are these soldiers guilty of?Not guilty.

Sometimes, some people will die even if they are not guilty.

"As expected of the master, this clean and neat technique, without any sloppy movements, perfectly explains what killing skills are and what a sword-based killing weapon is!" Chen Xin watched from the edge of the cliff, his eyes burning.

"I am practicing killing sword intent, but I can't do it cleanly, quickly and accurately." Chen Xin murmured, staring at Yan Qingxing's every move, constantly thinking about the mystery.

On the way to immortality, the outer disciples who followed Lu Yi saw Yan Qingxing mowing grass among the armored soldiers and shouted loudly.

"Damn it, the sect master deserves to be the sect master! This is too strong!"

"Master, where are you harvesting wheat here?"

"The sect master is too scary. Those armored soldiers are all highly cultivated. If they form a military formation, they can kill even a titled Douluo!"

Lu Yi looked at the sword light dancing in the dark night, his eyes twinkling and his whole body filled with admiration.

"Do it!" Qian Daoliu shouted loudly, and in the dark night, dozens of titled Douluo suddenly appeared and surrounded Yan Qingxing!