Jiuxiao

Zhou Yin's original appearance was extremely good, but he had been away for many years, and by chance he had gained half of Yihua's cultivation level. Now that he has left customs and re-entered the world, his temperament has changed a lot.

If it used to be like a cold pool, cool and green, now it is like the sea, protected by the wind and covered with leaves, spreading beyond the boundless, with clear eyes, as if there is nothing, and as if it can accommodate everything in the world.

He didn't wear black clothes like before, but was dressed in royal blue clothes without any decorations. His long hair on his forehead was tied up with a white jade hairpin, and the rest was scattered behind him. The words are so romantic, they are really like a fairy, and people dare not look directly at them.

But the most shocking thing was not his appearance, but the purple light that glowed all over his body.

Although faint, it is clearly visible.

Qingyan only felt his throat stagnate, and he couldn't make a sound: "You...have advanced to become a god?"

Not only him, but even the people in Lingtai Temple stood up involuntarily and stared at Zhou Yin in horror.

For a long time, there has been no cultivator in the Continent Stage on the mainland, and the highest is only the late Nascent Soul Stage, which is enough to dominate the Taichu Continent. Since the outbreak of the war, immortals like Yihua have come down to the mortal world with their real bodies to help all monks It seemed to see hope again, not only Lingtai Temple, but many people who took refuge in Lingtai Temple also went with the intention of being lucky enough to get advice and thus increase their cultivation base.

But just think about it, the ultimate purpose of setting up this bureau in the upper realm is to eliminate all monks and stop them from occupying excess aura, so why would they allow monks to ascend?

It's a pity that there are not many people who can understand the joints.

However, at this moment, in front of them, a cultivator at the transformation stage appeared unexpectedly. What does this mean?No matter what Zhou Yin wants to do, no one here, even if they join forces, may not win him.

For the first time, Qingyan felt a chill run up his spine, and this fear was even far greater than when he participated in the plan to kill Qinghe and capture Shangxuanzong.Because as long as Zhou Yin is willing, he can kill him immediately-no one can save him.

But Zhou Yin did not do so.

Including him, Yun Zong and the others didn't come to kill people, they came to solve problems.

Killing people just makes things worse.

Zhou Yin looked at him, calmly repeated the words, "I have evidence."

Qingyan quickly calmed down, quickly recalled the situation before Qinghe's death, and made sure that he had done a perfect job, but he was always concerned about Zhou Yin's cultivation, so he said softly: "In this case, the matter is of great importance, you may as well Let’s go inside first and then talk about it in detail.”

Qiu Xianyun laughed: "Qingyan, are you guilty of being a thief?"

Zhou Yin stretched out his hand, and a mirror appeared in his palm.

The mirror slowly rises until it is visible to everyone.

Then the mirror chaos ceased, and the mirror image slowly appeared.

As soon as the person in the mirror appeared, Qingyan's face changed drastically.

It was none other than Shang Xuanzong's former head teacher Qinghe Zhenren.

With the reappearance of Qinghe's dying scene, Qingyan's heart became a little numb, but his expression became calmer, and the court became extremely noisy, but it could no longer affect his mood.

He didn't expect Zhou Yin to have such a magic weapon in his hand, which could reproduce the situation on that day. At this moment, he only thought of one sentence: Man is not as good as God.

No, the heaven is actually on his side, even the gods have come down to help, how could he not win?

Ge Yu shouted: "Qingyan, you bastard, what else do you have to say!"

Qingyan said coldly: "Qinghe didn't obey the decree of the upper realm, and wanted to let the entire Shangxuanzong be buried with him. Have you ever done something that endangered Xuanzong?"

Ge Yu sneered: "You fucking don't talk about it, you killed Senior Brother Qinghe and blamed us. Today's conspiracy was revealed, do you still want to turn black and white!"

Qingyan looked around, seeing everyone's expressions of surprise, contradiction, and hesitation, and said leisurely: "What I'm talking about is the truth. The alliance between Shangxuanzong and Lingtai Temple is the trend of the times, and it is also in accordance with God's will. Qinghe is stubborn and delusional. Fighting against the heavens, of course it will not be good in the end..."

A ray of white light shot out, so fast that everyone was unprepared, Qingyan's face was covered with bloodstains, and the blood flowed down his cheeks, covering that originally gentle face with a trace of ferocity.

Zhou Yin said lightly: "The upper realm is not the way of heaven, they are just part of the creatures of the three realms."

"You...!" Qingyan was startled and angry, if he hadn't flashed so fast just now, it wouldn't be as simple as scratching his face now.He had a premonition that the situation was getting out of control, and he felt that he couldn't let it go any longer.

"Taixu Xuantong Formation, form the formation!"

All these years, Qing Yan was not in vain as the head teacher.

He got the oracle from the upper world, and got power from there, so he used these powers to improve his cultivation and cultivate confidantes.The thirteen intruder disciples on Tianji Peak were all forcibly raised by the elixir. Although they were only Jindan late-stage monks, because of the elixir, they could explode several times their strength in an instant. Even a cultivator like Zhou Yin, who is in the stage of transforming gods, finds it difficult to link the interlocking forces.

These people naturally became the trump cards in Qingyan's hands, and they were also an important factor for him to be able to secure his seat.

As Qingyan's voice fell, the thirteen figures turned into sword lights and surrounded Zhou Yin.

Qiu Xianyun snorted: "You, the head teacher, killed your fellow sects, captured the head teacher, and dragged the entire Shangxuanzong into war. Do you still want to work for him for his selfish desires?"

Over there, He Yun glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Qingying on the sedan chair. With a thought, she flew over to take her hostage.

I didn't expect anyone to be faster than her.

A figure next to Qingying stood in front of Qingying, moving his sword at random, He Yun subconsciously turned sideways, barely avoiding it.

When she saw each other clearly, her face became even colder, "What are you doing?"

Huang Wenjun said: "I should be the one asking you this question."

He Yun said: "You want to betray the master?"

Huang Wenjun smiled, "You robbed me again."

During the confrontation between the two, Ge Yu had already hugged Qingying to his side and settled down, infusing her with spiritual energy, but unfortunately Qingying was terminally ill and was useless to her.

The Taixu Xuantong Formation originated from the principles of Taiji and Liangyi. It is integrated and endless. It is a set of multi-person sword formations passed down from generation to generation by Shang Xuanzong. It will be improved in the hands of each master, so the sword Qi is full of energy. Hair, the sword intent is profound, and it is extremely powerful.

Standing by the side like Yun Zong and others, they could also feel the sword's coldness, turbulence, rushing towards them, not to mention those ordinary Shangxuanzong disciples who were forced to retreat several steps, as if their blood was surging.

The sword energy spread out, like a waterfall rushing down three thousand feet, turbulent and majestic, and like sea water surging and turbulent waves crashing on the shore, stretching endlessly. Run to the clouds, destroy the mountains and break the ground.

Come like a thunderbolt to receive anger, stop like a Jianghai condensing clear light.

In the center of such a sword array, surrounded by Zhou Yin, the feeling is even more profound.

Even he himself is not sure whether the sword he used when he used all his strength has such power, but what is certain is that the strength of the number of people is great, and the strength of these thirteen people has been exerted to the extreme, and has firmly suppressed Zhou. India, so that he has no time to distract and take care of other things.

Just when everyone was attracted by the sword array, Ming Chen wearing a black cloak suddenly flew up, his five fingers joined together as claws, and grabbed Yun Zong whose back was facing him.

His figure was erratic, and what was even more weird was that he didn't even send out a strong wind, and he was about to be inserted into Yun Zong's neck, Ye Mu suddenly shouted: "Be careful behind your back!"

He didn't finish his sentence, Yun Zong seemed to have eyes behind his back, without turning his head, a scarlet energy passed between Ming Chen's hand and Yun Zong's back, forcing the former to back up.

The red knife flashed out, and soon returned to Yun Zong's hand. It was the impermanent knife that had been with him for many years. Now the color of the knife body is getting darker and darker, only a little red light has just floated up.

Ming Chen raised his hands, and two clouds of black mist covered Yun Zong.

Taking a closer look, these two groups of "black mist" are actually composed of individual black sand.

Yun Zongfei took a few steps back, and the Wuchang Knife stood in front of him like an invisible barrier, blocking the black sand from outside the barrier, but Ming Chen's figure flashed, and a person appeared on the side of Yun Zong, a black jade gourd Throwed into the air by him, the black mist poured out like a river in an instant, and the black sand covered the sky and rushed towards Yun Zong.

Several monks from Lingtai Temple also got up, and each took out their magic weapons to deal with Qiu Xianyun and Ge Yu.

One of them took off the jujube beads on his wrist and recited the mantra silently. The bracelet flew into the air and became bigger and bigger until it surrounded Ge Yu and bound it inside.

The other person's magic weapon is very strange, but it is a golden needle and silver thread, which shines brightly in the sun. Under the manipulation of that person, the golden needle flies up and stabs at Qiu Xianyun. Its body is small and unattractive, on the contrary, because it is not eye-catching, it is more powerful, and can even directly penetrate the barrier. Qiu Xianyun did not dare to underestimate it after learning how powerful the golden needle and silver thread are.

All of a sudden, Zhou Yin, Yun Zong, Qiu Xianyun, and Ge Yu were all trapped. He Yun looked away and rolled up the plain silk silk in her hand towards Qingying.

Unexpectedly, when Su Ling was ready, there were two sword lights, one on the left and the other on the right, attacking her, forcing He Yun to withdraw Su Ling and fly back.

On the left is Huang Wenjun, and on the right is Yu Zhou.

From the day she betrayed Qingying, He Yun had cut off the old friendship in her heart, so Huang Wenjun's rebellion, in her opinion, was just because she couldn't understand what she did, so she went against her everywhere.

But Yu Zhou is different. Like Yun Zong, he was a disciple of the previous head teacher Qinghe Zhenren, and after Qinghe died, he expressed his obedience to the new head teacher Qingyan with a silent attitude. He was very quiet and low-key, but he would use his sword to stop him at this time!

Everyone knows that He Yun has Qingyan's support behind him, and now He Yun is going to take Qingying as a hostage to threaten Zhou Yin and the others. Huang Wenjun and Yu Zhou's actions have undoubtedly stood on the opposite side of Qingyan.

The three of them were in a state of confrontation in an instant.

Seeing this, Qing Yan said in a deep voice, "Wen Jun, Yu Zhou, what are you doing, get back quickly!"

Yu Zhou was silent, Huang Wenjun said loudly: "Master Uncle Qingyan, Master is still in seclusion. Since this disciple is here on behalf of Yaoguang Peak, I believe Master will agree with what you are doing if he knows about it!"

When he called him, he no longer called Qingyan the head teacher, but Shibo.

Qingyan was secretly annoyed, his face sank like water, "Your master is not here, I have the right to discipline you, let alone you are not the peak master, He Yun, Situ Fei, take them down!"

He Yun and Situ Fei agreed, and they were about to go forward with their people, but Yu Zhou and the three generations of disciples behind Huang Wenjun stopped in front of them.

"What are you doing!"

"Who dares to touch our senior brother!"

I don't know who shouted out first: "You two shameless villains, you are helping the evildoers!"

"Yes, shameless villain!"

"Killed the former head teacher, and made Master Qingying's uncle like that!"

"Shameless villain!"

They didn't dare to insult Qingyan, and they didn't dare to mix with Zhou Yin's and other high-level monks' fighting skills, but it didn't mean that everyone didn't have a steelyard in their hearts. Many people held back for a long time, and finally broke out today.

He Yun and Situ Fei looked ugly. They didn't pay attention to these low-level disciples, but there were too many people, and it was difficult to avoid. Unless they killed them all, how could they stop the crowd.

Today's events are turning into fire and water, and it is difficult to cover the water.

Qing Yan was completely annoyed: "What are you still doing in a daze, you have to wait until I fail to do anything, and insult the head teacher with words, which is tantamount to rebellion, take them all, and if there are resisters, they will be killed!"

The last four words were full of murderous intent, which frightened everyone for a moment, and before they had time to react, they saw He Yun's Su Ling and Situ Fei's swords turned into white lights and shot towards them.

Huang Wenjun and Yu Zhou reacted quickly, and immediately released the magic weapon in their hands, and wrestled with each other.

Yuheng Peak and Tianquan Peak, where He Yun and Situ Fei were located, each had a group of trusted disciples. Seeing this, they all joined the battle group and killed the disciples of Yaoguang Peak and Tianshu Peak.

In an instant, blood was splashed everywhere, and the sound of shouts and killings shook the sky. The huge square, which was originally a bustling succession ceremony, turned into a battlefield of cannibalism.

Up to now, it has become an endless situation.

Qing Yan looked at the chaotic situation below with an unpredictable expression, his eyes were on Zhou Yin, Qiu Xianyun, and Huang Wenjun, and finally stopped at Yun Zong.

The others couldn't see the outcome for a while, but Ming Chen was almost unable to hold on at Yun Zong's place, and faintly showed signs of defeat.

Qingyan's eyes flashed, he sneered slightly, and decided to help Mingchen.

With a flip of his wrist, a green light shot out from his sleeve and flew towards Yun Zong's back.

At this time, Yun Zong's whole mind was immersed in fighting Ming Chen in public. Although there was a defensive barrier all over his body, his back was the weakest. For high-ranking monks, this barrier was simply vulnerable.

Qingmang castrated extremely quickly, breaking through the opponent's defensive barrier in the blink of an eye.

Yun Zong only has two choices now.

Either give up the victory at your fingertips and focus on dealing with the sneak attack from behind. In this way, it is very likely that you will become a monk in front of you and be exploited by Ming Chen.

Either ignore the backside and deal with Ming Chen first, then it will be a lose-lose ending.

Ahead is a cliff, back is an abyss.

No matter which choice he chooses, he only has a moment to think about it!

At this moment, there was a loud bang and the dust flew up. The thirteen monks who trapped Zhou Yin flew backward like kites with broken strings, and fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, the thirteen swords shattered into pieces, and exploded in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.

One of them happened to collide with the green light attacking Yun Zong, and it exploded with a bang, turning into powder!

The flying dust cleared away, Zhou Yin stood there with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, like strolling in a garden, holding flowers with his bare hands, and even the clothes were not damaged at all.