Chapter 1968

Warm congratulations on Wanling Qingzhang becoming the best elder!

Tuo xingmang is excited, and describes in more detail what happened after Yan Shanhun locked himself in the room. Xu Ziyan's heart is shrouded by a kind of warmth and tenderness, no longer hanging his eyes, but turning to meet Yan Shanhun's eyes. They just looked at each other as if there was no one else in the hall except them

After half a sound, Xu Ziyan and the soul of Yanshan were awakened by a light cough. Xu Ziyan quickly looked at the coughing Xu Zhenshan, and his face turned red again. He said in a hurry:

"how's everything in the family?"

Xu Zhenshan nodded with a smile and said, "everything is fine."

After this conversation, Xu Ziyan's mood gradually calmed down. He suddenly thought of Cheng Wanli and quickly asked:

"have you heard from my master recently Is that the news from Master Cheng Wanli? "

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally shake your head together. Xu Ziyan just slightly frowned, then stretched out to see, by thousands of miles has been haunted, do not know his whereabouts is normal.

He looked at Song Wanzhong and asked softly, "how are they, master?"

Song Wanzhong sighed softly: "no, Shifu lost his soul after it happened, and so did other senior brothers and sisters. By the way... "

Song Wanzhong jumped up from his chair and said, "I forgot to inform Shifu of your coming back."

Then he took out the jade slips and walked out of the hall.

At this time, Xu Zhentian stood up from his chair and said with a smile, "Ziyan, Shanhun, I'll see if we can hold a new wedding for you two. Ziyan peak is also lively! Ha ha... "

Hearing this, there was another roar in the hall. Xu Ziyan's heart wanted to jump out of his chest. He suddenly remembered that after the Yanshan spirit got the news of his death, he chose to stay with one of his memorial tablets for life, and he could not help looking at the Yanshan spirit. He called softly:

"mountain soul..."

"Purple smoke!" At this time, he saw song Wanzhong rush in from outside the hall: "something's wrong!"

All the people in the hall were stunned. Ziyan couldn't help asking, "what's the matter, fourth elder martial brother?"

"I just told Shifu that you are not dead by summoning jade slips. Shifu said that he was summoned by master Yan and was going to Shangyuan League. Now the disciples of the eastern sect in Shangyuan League were surrounded and beaten by the disciples of Shangyuan League, and they were forced to kneel in the square by the elders of Shangyuan League. They have been kneeling for a day."

"What?" Xu Ziyan's face was worried: "how are they now, Third Elder martial sister?"

"I don't know, master didn't say."

"I'll go to Shangyuan League immediately! It's just

Xu Ziyan turned to look at the soul of Yanshan, his eyes full of apology. Yan Shanhun took Xu Ziyan's hand with a smile and said softly:

"you owe me a wedding!"

"I'll give you back your life!" Xu Ziyan clenched Yanshan soul's hand with his backhand and said softly in his voice.

"I'll take you!" Yan Shanhun stretched out his hand to tear the space, but Xu Ziyan stopped him, stretched out his finger and pointed to Yan Shanhun's Dahong xipao, with a look of shame on his face.

Yanshan soul looked down at his red robe. With a smile, he released his hand holding Xu Ziyan. The space rippled and disappeared. But in an instant, Yanshan spirit took another step from the space, and had changed back into a black robe, but the white hair was more prominent.

"You stay at zongmen!"

Space just left this sentence, Yanshan soul and Xu Ziyan's body has disappeared

Just in an instant, the Yanshan spirit and Xu Ziyan come to canglan Zong Mountain Gate and go out of the mountain gate. The Yanshan spirit tears the space again and shuttles away with Xu Ziyan.

At this time, more than 10000 Eastern sect disciples were still kneeling on the ground. In addition to the ancient twelve tianzuns, the only Tianzun in Shangyuan League was Shi Zhongyu, who led all the monks of Shangyuan League to stop the monks from the eastern sect. The two sides are arguing fiercely.

Although things in Shangyuan League were done too much, they were reasonable. Lin Siping was even more bitter and resentful. He denounced that the eastern clan had no rules and secretly bombed his cave and medicine garden with fairy amulets. He was also a cowardly rat. He didn't dare to admit that he had done it.

Now, it is not the Shangyuan league that forces the disciples of the eastern sect to kneel here, but the man who did such a thing and did not dare to admit it that made them kneel here.

You don't have to ask questions here. If you can stand up to that person, it will be solved?

It's not easy, but it doesn't take much effort for the monks from Eastern zongmen to kill Shi Zhongyu and others. After all, the accomplishments of all the monks who came here were higher than those of Shi Zhongyu, not to mention the other monks in Shangyuan League.

But they also have concerns. After all, this is Shangyuan League. Although the twelve ancient gods have not come out yet, who knows if they are observing in the dark?On the other hand, the patriarchs of the nine sects are not here now, which makes the nine sects a little leaderless. It can't be handled well by one. It will cause the eastern zongmen and the northern Shangyuan League to open the immortal war in an all-round way. They can't afford the responsibility. The most important thing is that they are unreasonable. If their medicine garden is secretly bombed, they may do more than Lin Siping.

Ma Jingying, kneeling in the crowd at this time, feels very ashamed, but she does not dare to stand up at this time. If she stands up, she is not afraid of death, but she will die with a curse on her back, and it will also involve her clan's reputation. This kind of disgraceful death scares her.

This kind of fear and shame mixed in the heart, so that Ma Jingying gradually out of control. All of a sudden, he cried out:

"how can we say that our eastern sect disciples did it, not your enemies in Shangyuan League?"

Lin Siping's face sank: "palm and mouth!"

"How dare you?" The eyes and canthus of the master of baiyunzong are about to crack.

"How dare I treat such a disciple who does not distinguish between the superior and the inferior?" At this time, Lin Siping also went out. At this time, he could not be weak. Whether the Shangyuan League could surpass the eastern clan or be ridden by the eastern clan forever depends on today. So he cheered coldly:

"what are you waiting for? Slap

The eastern clan was angry and asked their disciples to kneel in front of them, and some of them were injured. They could not help but were on the verge of violence. At this time, Lin Siping even let people palm the mouth of the eastern sect. This is not a slap on Ma Jingying's face, it is a slap on their face. It's a slap.

"Hum..."

All the eastern sect Tianzun's bodies released the power of heaven, and a series of immortal formulas were quickly formed in their hands. There was a murderous look in their eyes. Their attitude was very obvious. If the disciple of Shangyuan League dared to slap Ma Jingying in the face, they would kill Shangyuan League today.

As soon as Shi Zhongyu's face changed, he just wanted to speak, but Lin Siping grabbed the Yin voice and said, "what? Who are you scaring? Are you scaring me or the Twelve Gods? "

Hearing the twelve heavenly statues, all the eastern sect monks had a little hesitation in their eyes, and their momentum was weak.

All this is seen in Lin Siping's eyes. There is a trace of disdain in his eyes. What is the eastern clan? Bullshit! Just use the name of the twelve heavenly gods and it will wither.

"Twelve Tianzun disdains to meet you, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't pay attention to things here. I want to see who dares to fight under the eyes of twelve Tianzun in your Eastern sect?"

Speaking of this, he could see that the great friars of the eastern sect had lost their momentum of action. With a sneer on his face, he turned to the disciple of the Shangyuan league who was standing in front of Ma Jingying and said:

"open your mouth!"

"How dare you?" Leng Qingzhen, kneeling not far from Ma Jingying, tries to stop her body and stare coldly at the disciple of Shangyuan League, saying:

"if you dare to fight today, I'm here to swear that you will be destroyed!"

"Good! Good! Good Lin Siping was very angry and said with a smile: "palm her mouth first!"

The disciple was drunk by Lin Siping and slapped in the face of Leng Qingzhen.

"Pa..."

A figure flew out, but it was the disciple of Shangyuan League. At this time, a figure appeared beside Leng Qingzhen. It was her master's sword.

"The sword is void!" When Lin Siping's face changed, he snapped: "are you not afraid that the twelve heavenly masters will punish you?"

Jian Wuxu stretched out her finger and popped out two fingers to unlock lengqingzhen's knee joint. Then she untied the seal in her Dantian and reached out to help lengqingzhen up. Then she turned her head and looked at Lin Siping and said slowly:

"our Jianfeng never knew how to be afraid! Not even the twelve heavenly masters! "

"Master said it well!"

A clear and beautiful voice sounded in the space, two figures appeared from the air, and fell beside the sword Wuxu and lengqingzhen.

"Xu Ziyan? You're not dead? " Lin Siping looked at Xu Ziyan in shock and blurted out.

However, Xu Ziyan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He waved his hand to seal several people around him. At this time, the other Eastern sect monks saw that Jian Wuxu and Xu Ziyan had shot one after another, but the twelve heavenly statues did not appear. What's more, the heroic spirit revealed by the sentence "sword without emptiness" just now also aroused people's blood and forced them to the monks of Shangyuan League one after another.

At this time, it was the Shangyuan league that was in a panic, and the twelve heavenly gods did not appear. Where were their opponents of the eastern sect? This is the case, the twelve day Buddha still does not appear, how dare they fight to the eastern clan?

At that moment, the fear of the eastern clan came back to my heart, one by one, involuntarily flashed to one side, and even Lin Siping was no exception.

The friars of the eastern sect soon removed the seal of more than 10000 disciples and helped them up. At this time, the eastern zongmen and Shangyuan League were re divided into two camps.

The monks of the two camps looked at each other. At this time, the disciples of the eastern sect were also uneasy. Man was saved, and the twelve gods did not come out. But that doesn't mean it's over.Ask for a pink ticket!

*(to be continued). Please search astronomy, the novel is better and the update is faster!

please search astronomy www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!