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"Master, the direction of your current actions is not the domain of lore." Yuan Shu said suspiciously.

"When did I say I went to the Realm of Lore?" After the other self left the Mozun Palace, Yi Qingyun left Hao Qiushi's body and returned to his own.

After leaving the secret room, the powerful and huge black wings opened in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, the black figure had already rushed to the sky.

"Then you are going?" Yuan Shu couldn't understand what his master meant.

"Nine Layers of Immortal Sect." The thin lips parted slightly, and the man's voice was so cold that it made people chill, "Catch the thief first and catch the king."

"You...you're going to..." Yuan Shu couldn't help but dilate his pupils in surprise.

The man didn't speak, and the huge black wings were gliding in the air.

"Master, we are short on time. You are planning to do it in such a short time——, this must be too difficult." Yuan Shu frowned and shook his head. He was a powerhouse close to the true god level.

It's not that he thinks that Yi Qingyun can't beat the opponent, it's just that time is really tight.

"I've made arrangements over there, and there is no better opportunity than now." Yi Qingyun's mind has been made up, and he has his own analysis and judgment.

"Well, do as you please, I will accompany you to the end." Yuan Shu thought that he had already gotten used to the other party's madness, but obviously he still underestimated the other party's arrogance.

The Xuanbing Nine Orifices Cave of the Jiuzhong Immortal Gate is a forbidden area of ​​the Immortal Gate, so far only Murong Qingran and Murong Yue can enter and exit here.

A black figure sat on a stone seat, and there were nearly a dozen water mirrors in front of him.

Half of the water mirrors show the image of the Mozun Palace, while the rest of the ordinary water mirrors display the image of the Realm of Lore.

And these pictures almost cover most of the corners of these two places.

"Where is it? Where is it?" The deep voice murmured, he sat quietly in this deep cave, but controlled everything that happened.

"Why did it disappear for a while, and then reappeared for a while?" Heiying curled up in the stone chair, his tone gradually becoming irritable, "Where is the source book?"

He violently slapped the handle of the stone chair, his bloodshot eyes fixed on every move of the figures on the water mirror.

He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice that a figure had walked into his Xuanbing Nine Apertures Cave.

On the screen, Emperor Qingyun is carrying the well-dressed Beichen Demon Venerable off his mount and leading him into the majestic Xuanhuang Palace. The black shadow suddenly approaches the water mirror, and his entire face is almost stuck on the water mirror.

"It's on him, it must be on him, it must have been hidden by the fairy and passed it to him! But why didn't I see him take it out again!" Hei Ying's hand passed through Mo Beichen's figure, as if wanting to get out of Mo Beichen's body. Beichen took something on his body, but the mirror in the water was just an illusion, and all his actions were in vain.

Just when he was on the verge of going crazy, a sword tied with a cloth strip was clamped around the neck of the shadow.

"Who allowed you to look at him like that?" The murderous spirit pointed at the whole body of the black shadow like a sharp sword.

Sombra was startled, he obviously didn't expect someone to appear behind him at this time.

But he didn't panic because of this, but there was a little doubt in his voice, "Who are you?"

"The person who killed you." Almost at the moment he finished speaking, Yi Qingyun slashed the sword at the other party's neck without any hesitation.

The black shadow didn't panic at all, he obviously didn't pay attention to the attack of the people behind him, he raised a hand like a dry bone to block the attacking sword edge.

However, the moment his hand touched the edge of the sword, Sombra's face changed drastically. He quickly withdrew his hand, turned his head to the left, and then lowered his head sharply to grab the fatal sword.

There is such a terrifying power on this sword!

How can this be?

With a swing of the sword, the next moment, the stone chair he was sitting on just now had been turned into ashes and wiped out.

"Who are you? How did you find this place?" Heiying's voice was hoarse. He turned around and looked at the person who came, but the person had already covered his face in a black cloak.

Hei Ying's expression was distorted, he really couldn't figure out the identity of the other party.

How could there be someone who could fight against him in this world?

"Time is limited, die, Mu Rong." Yi Qingyun's face was hidden in the shadow of the black cloak, he looked into the mirror, and at this time another self had already led Mo Beichen to the hall and sat down.

"You! How could you! Who are you! Who are you! How did you know the name Mu Rong! Who are you!" Heiying's voice suddenly became agitated, and his whole body trembled.

"It's the person you're looking for, Mu Rong." Yi Qingyun deliberately said this in the tone of Yuan Shu.

"Yuan...shu? Yuanshu!" Seeing the moment when the other party hesitated in a daze, Yi Qingyun rushed out in one step.

puff!

A sword pierced into the opponent's chest.

However, the person lying on the ground didn't seem to feel any pain. He stretched out his hands and grabbed the hilt of the sword that pierced him. All the way up, his hand like a dry bone followed the hilt and held Yi Qingyun tightly. hands.

"I don't want to die! Source book! Source book! I don't want to die! I am a god! The god chosen by heaven! I will not die!" The voice of the black shadow had been pierced by the sword, but he actually wanted to die because of fear. Slowly lift your body off the ground.

"Why did you choose that Mo Beichen? Is his talent, his desire, or his will better than mine?" Yi Qingyun broke free from the opponent's shackles, frowned and took a few steps back.

The sword was still stuck in the opponent's body.

"Although the fate is close, after all, where the cultivation base is, naturally it will not die as easily as a mortal." Yuan Shu's tone did not show any mercy, "He seems to think that my master is Demon Lord Beichen."

"It's not surprising why he always instigates Murong Qingran to get close to Beichen." Yi Qingyun's blood-colored eyes stared at the crazy appearance of the black shadow, "Damn it!"

"Owner?"

I saw Yi Qingyun slowly walking towards the crazy black shadow, but the black shadow was very excited because of his approach, "Yuanshu! Did you choose me again? Sure enough, you figured it out, right?"

And the next moment, it was as if the black shadow had lost his voice, and the silence in the Xuanbing Nine Orifices Cave was terrifying.

The man dragged off the black cloak that was in the way, revealing that unusually handsome face, with blood-colored eyes that were sharp like a bloodthirsty person.

"You? How could it be you? How is this possible?" Heiying murmured, turning his head to look at the water mirror behind him, "You are the source book?!"

That Yi Qingyun should be in the Xuanhuang Palace in the lore domain now?

How could it appear here?

Why are there two Yi Qingyuns?

How did Yi Qingyun know that his name was Mu Rong?

Soi Ying had too many doubts, and his cloudy and protruding eyeballs were full of bewilderment.

"It seems that you guessed everything wrong." Yi Qingyun walked towards the opponent step by step, he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt on the opponent's chest, "I am the owner of the source book."

Huge black wings spread out from the man's back, his blood-colored eyes became darker, and hard scales climbed onto Yi Qingyun's cheeks.

"Adult body? You're actually an adult? It's impossible!" All developments were clearly beyond Sombra's expectations, "It's impossible for the Xuanhuang Tengu to become an adult in such a short period of time."

"Bailong stab, now." The man as powerful as a monster didn't care about the surprise of the other party, he ordered his dusty sword to take the last life of the other party.

This cloth-wrapped sword was made from the strongest part of the skeleton in the Xuanhuang Temple.

The moment Yi Qingyun gave the order, spikes burst out from the sword and continued to grow.

"Ah!—Ah! Ah! Ahh!" screamed tragically.

Countless blood holes.

"Take it back." The blood-colored eyes calmly looked at the bloody scene, and the next moment all the spikes on the hilt were retracted to the sword body.

"This should be utterly dead." At some point, Yuanshu came to the side in form, and he looked at the blood on the ground and let out a long sigh, "He wasn't like this before, it's a pity."

"Let's go, we are short on time." The scales on Yi Qingyun's face had disappeared, and he looked at the picture on the mirror.

The guests had already left the room, while the other self and Bei Chen were talking.

"Shall we make those guests dizzy next? Or go directly to Murong Qingran." Yuan Shu asked.

"Guess, I've put the powder of Guishi Dan in the drink."

"Then Beichen Demon Venerable..."

"I put some comatose medicine in that bottle." Yi Qingyun said lightly.

"Then the next step is to settle the score with Murong Qingran." Yuan Shu nodded and said.

"nature."

Yi Qingyun landed on the bank of the river in the domain of lore. He folded his wings and came to the place where Murong Qingran's body was found.

Sure enough, in less than half a stick of incense, a lost figure came here as scheduled.

Yi Qingyun didn't hide his intentions at all, and stepped forward to block the opponent's way.

"Yi...Emperor Qingyun, why are you here?" Murong Qingran raised her head and looked at the figure blocking him, with a little panic on her face.

Yi Qingyun didn't speak, he just stretched out his hand.

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, and then he found that the scroll in his hand seemed to have life.

It escaped from his palm and flew into the opponent's hand.

"Give me back the source book!" Murong Qingran showed a stern look on his face.

"This was originally mine." Yi Qingyun looked down at the man who was in a state of embarrassment, and the man was no longer as graceful and calm as he was in the Mozun Palace.

"You're talking nonsense!" Murong Qingran rushed in front of Yi Qingyun like crazy, grabbing him by the collar, "It's not enough that you stole my Beichen, you also have to snatch my chance! You robber who appeared on the way ! Why do you keep taking my things away!"

However, before Murong Qing could express his accumulated anger, he was shocked by Yi Qingyun's domineering vigor.

He hit the ground five feet away like a paper kite with a broken string.

"Cough, cough, cough—" The body that had already been shattered curled up on the ground, and blood spurted out mouthfuls.

"The source book is not yours, nor is Beichen." Murong Qing was suppressed on the ground by a terrifying force and could not move, only the blood from his mouth kept flowing.

"Bei Chen is not my property, he just chose me." Yi Qingyun squatted down, looking into Murong Qingran's angry and unwilling eyes, "Bei Chen also chose you before."

"But it's obvious that you disappointed him." The corner of Yi Qingyun's mouth curled up inexplicably.

This terrifying appearance made the source book next to it creepy.

Sure enough, his master would not let this Murong Qingran go so easily.