The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng had been meditating in Qingyun Secret Realm for some time.

Originally, they thought they would wait until they went back, and Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng would not leave the customs, but they had already left the customs by this time.

Ouyang looked at Chen Changsheng, just in time to meet Chen Changsheng's calm eyes.

It's bad, the youngest's calm expression shows that he is ready to kill!

The last time Ling Feng confronted him in front of Dong Xuzi in the main hall, although he got over it.

But for this good old man who suddenly changed his personality, Ouyang has always remained vigilant.

But Ling Feng's performance was so good that there was not even a single loophole.

But it was because there were no loopholes that not only made Ouyang more vigilant, but also aroused Dong Xuzi's suspicion.

Otherwise, Dong Xuzi wouldn't beg himself to let Ling Feng go in the end.

This world is not perfect, and things that are too perfect will arouse suspicion.

Ouyang just nodded at Chen Changsheng's words, and didn't say much.

From entering the human world until now, behind everything is the shadow of my own master.

It's not a shame to be calculated by his master, but this ability makes Ouyang feel a little panicked.

Just because your master can do it doesn't mean others can't do it!

It's like just rewriting the past with my own hands, even though I have an incongruous system.

But couldn't those ancient immortals also be able to do it?

They have all been lost for such a long time, but they still use countless chances to create the results they want!

In order to let his second son open the fairy road again, the layout has come to the present!

Therefore, regarding Ling Feng's sudden temperament change, Ouyang naturally thought of Lin Feng he met when he was in the world.

At that time, I asked my master Hu Yun, but Lin Feng's appearance was not included in my master's deduction.

Lin Feng's appearance became a variable!

This caused Ouyang not to dare to touch the current Ling Feng at will, and even became a little timid.

Ouyang looked up at the sky inadvertently, and suddenly felt that the blue sky became unpredictable.

After Master comes back, ask that old pervert what to do!

Whenever I think of my master who is lustful and indifferent, although I have a headache, he is always surprisingly reliable.

There are thousands of thoughts in Ouyang's mind, but Leng Qingsong's speed of devouring the entire fairy secret realm has not stopped at all.

It seems to want to absorb the entire fairyland into the green lotus between the eyebrows.

It's like randomly picking up a point from the inside of a balloon and stretching it toward the inside, and the entire balloon begins to deform along with this point.

All the sword repairers watched in horror as two teenagers stepped on a huge dachshund behind them, and a person was being lifted up, and the person who was lifted was absorbing everything here!

It seems that as long as you run slower, you will be absorbed by that person!

Hilarious and scary.

"Damn it! It's the God of War! Don't come here!!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! You can leave here in a little bit! Don't underestimate me, Hundan!"

"Mom, it's horrible here, I want to go home!"

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All the sword cultivators crazily ran in the direction of the clear beam of light, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

Fortunately, among all the monks, the sword cultivator is good at speed, and although Leng Qingsong's absorption speed is very fast, it is still not as fast as the alchemy monk's full-flying speed.

After Ouyang and Chen Changsheng flew out of the Immortal Secret Realm holding Leng Qingsong, all the monks had already run out.

As soon as he ran out of the Immortal Secret Realm, the entire Immortal Secret Realm happened to be completely absorbed by Qinglian between Leng Qingsong's eyebrows.

Leng Qingsong has fallen into a deep coma.

Bai Feiyu landed in front of Ouyang, stepped forward to check Leng Qingsong, and raised his head to indicate that Leng Qingsong was fine.

Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Leng Qingsong who was sleeping soundly, he suddenly became angry. Starting from the fairyland, his second child was lying down and winning the whole game, and it was all because of his own life.

In the end, Leng Qingsong, who was lying down and winning, became the biggest winner. He had nothing but a dog.

Thinking of this, Ouyang wanted to raise his hand and slap the second child in front of him to dispel his anger.

Suddenly a little water fell on Ouyang's face, Ouyang frowned, raised his hand to wipe off the water droplets on his face, but found that it was abnormally sticky.

Looking down, there was a touch of bright red on his hand!

It started to rain in the sky, and this was not ordinary rain, but raindrops mixed with blood, and it was accompanied by the sound of countless heavy objects falling to the ground.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Ouyang looked up, and the whole person froze there.

Every sound of a heavy object falling to the ground represented a corpse hitting the ground!

Those corpses were those big monks who were beheaded in the palace by the immortal Ou Yezi controlling Leng Qingsong's body!

Everyone stood in the bloody rain, and their clothes were wet by the bloody rain that exuded the smell of blood.

The atmosphere became a little dignified. Countless sword cultivators looked at Ouyang and the others, especially Leng Qingsong who was still in a coma in the middle protected by Ouyang.

The surrounding sword cultivators silently surrounded them, and the crowd surrounded Ouyang and the others in the center.

Hundreds of sword cultivators who were above the out-of-body period died tragically like this. As sword cultivators, they would never stand idly by in the face of such a thing.

Even if one's own strength is low and everyone shares half of one's brain, but in the face of evil spirits slaughtering the same kind, the first one to rush out is definitely the sword cultivator.

Because even if they dare not speak out, the sword in their hands will not agree!

Bai Feiyu's white clothes were dotted with scarlet, and his gentle and elegant temperament added a touch of enchantment.

Chen Changsheng's silver-white mask was half stained red with blood, like an evil spirit from the underworld.

Ouyang, whose clothes were already soaked in blood, held the pretty boy on his shoulder with one hand.

Not only the three of them, but the sword cultivators in the entire city did not use their true energy to shake off the blood, but let the blood drip on themselves.

This means that they have accepted the blood debt! !

"Cum clap clap!"

Countless sword drawing sounds continued, and the sword repairers in the entire city drew their swords.

The atmosphere began to become full of murderous intent, and the murderous atmosphere enveloped the entire city.

Sword cultivators need an explanation!

Bai Feiyu was holding the Qingfeng sword, Chen Changsheng had his hands in his sleeves, and Ouyang was holding the pretty boy with one hand.

The three of them turned their backs to Jianxiu who was protecting Leng Qingsong in the middle and facing the whole city.

Whether it was voluntary or not, these people were indeed killed by their own brothers and sisters.

At this time, they denied it flatly, and they still couldn't open their mouths for proud people like them.

The big deal is to bring Leng Qingsong out of Jianjian City!

Ouyang was holding Liangzi with one hand, blood was flowing from his face to his mouth.

With a bah, a mouthful of spit, and a wipe of the blood on his face, Ouyang clenched the hind legs of the pretty boy in his hand, and said with a sneer:

"Confession? Who do I see? Give me an explanation!"