Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Longhu Mountain, looking towards the direction of Daqing Mountain, vaguely heard the sad dragon roar, looking at the sky reflected by blood, Zhang Chunyi fell into a brief silence.

"Is this the dragon falling?"

"Did it die just like that?"

Although it felt a little unreal, all the signs told Zhang Chunyi that the real dragon in Daqing Mountain had fallen. He didn't expect that a storm caused by a real dragon and likely to trigger a fight between many major forces would end in such a weird way.

"If the real dragon is like this, what about people? In this increasingly chaotic world, if you don't become a Yin God, you will eventually be an ant."

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Chunyi turned and walked into the bamboo garden.

As the news of the real dragon's fall spread, countless people were saddened. This was a real dragon, and they didn't expect it to die just like that. However, after learning that it was a Yin God who took action, everyone became much more cautious in discussing this topic.

The real dragon fell, and many of the cultivators who came here left Changhe County, but many of them stayed for a while, because they felt that since Daqing Mountain could breed a real dragon, it must be extraordinary inside, and according to the words of the cultivators who attacked Daqing Mountain before, the spiritual veins of Daqing Mountain must have reached the third grade.

From this, it can be seen that there are definitely many spiritual creatures bred in Daqing Mountain, and now that the real dragon has fallen, the biggest obstacle is gone, and it is a good time for them to explore Daqing Mountain.

Some people even proposed to attack Daqing Mountain again, but not many people responded for the time being, after all, the lesson of the past is not far away, but some people did have the idea.

Changhe County, the former You family, is now the temporary residence of Tiejianmen.

The whole hall is full of white, and the nine disciples of Tiejianmen gathered together, all with bitter faces. With the old sect leader Yuchi Bo breaking his sword in Daqing Mountain, the backbone of Tiejianmen was broken, and it has already shown a shaky trend.

It was at this time that the door of the quiet room opened, and Kou Yinkui, who was walking like a dragon and a tiger, walked out with a murderous aura. He was carrying a bronze sword as tall as a person on his back. The demonic aura on his body was surging, and he had reached the level of 600 years of cultivation.

"Big Brother, no, Master, you have made a breakthrough!"

Some disciples' eyes lit up when they noticed the changes in Kou Yinkui.

The expressions of other disciples also changed after hearing this.

Seeing the surprised and respectful eyes of these disciples, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his heart. Thinking that he was already the master, imitating Yuchi Bo, Kou Yinkui forced himself to suppress the smile on his face.

"Yes, I have been promoted to Lock the Seven Souls."

His voice was a little louder. Kou Yinkui announced to everyone the news of his successful promotion. With the inheritance of Yuchi Bo, he finally took another step forward in a short time with the help of the resources left by Yuchi Bo.

At this time, he was in high spirits and felt that he was not far from forming a divine fetus and re-shaking the reputation of the Iron Sword Sect.

Hearing what Kou Yinkui said, all nine Tiejianmen disciples showed joy on their faces, and the haze in their hearts dissipated a lot, and they all spoke to congratulate.

And at this time, Kou Yinkui spoke again.

"Are there others? Call them all over, I have something important to announce."

Hearing this, the smiles on their faces froze, and the nine Tiejianmen disciples silently lowered their heads.

The monks in Daqing Mountain suffered heavy casualties, but the Tiejianmen disciples had much less casualties than those casual cultivators because of the support of Yuchi Bo. Nearly twenty people walked out of Daqing Mountain.

But with Yuchi Bo's death in battle, after Kou Yinkui's retreat, some disciples became discouraged and chose to leave Tiejianmen.

"Speak!"

Kou Yinkui's sharp eyes swept over everyone, guessing something, and roared.

Hearing this, he hesitated for a moment, and a disciple spoke out what had happened during this period.

After listening, Kou Yinkui was furious and directly split a big tree in the yard with a sword.

"I will definitely tear out the tendons and bones of these traitors."

With anger burning in his eyes, Kou Yinkui did not hide his murderous intention.

Seeing Kou Yinkui like this, the nine disciples of Tiejianmen silently lowered their eyes.

The reason why those people chose to leave Tiejianmen was, on the one hand, because the pillars of Tiejianmen had arrived, and there was no place to stand, and they could not provide training. On the other hand, they did not think highly of Kou Yinkui, the successor of Tiejianmen, and did not think he could revive Tiejianmen.

"It's good that those traitors left. Sooner or later, they will regret it."

After venting his anger, Kou Yinkui finally calmed down.

"That evil dragon has fallen. I want to attack Daqing Mountain again and establish a foundation for Tiejianmen. What do you think?"

Sweeping his eyes over everyone, Kou Yinkui lowered his voice and told his plan.

Hearing this, the nine disciples of Tiejianmen were all stunned. Attack Daqing Mountain again? Just by them?

Some disciples wanted to say something, but were stopped by the people around them.

"Okay, since no one objects, then this matter is decided."

"You should prepare separately, just like before, prepare materials on the one hand, and gather people on the other hand. Our manpower is somewhat insufficient."

Without noticing, or not caring about the thoughts of other disciples, Kou Yinkui showed his authority as the head of the sect and made a decision directly.

At this time, he was full of hesitation, ready to complete what his master had not done, to become the revival master of the Iron Sword Sect, and to carry forward the Iron Sword Sect.

"Yes, I will follow the orders of the head of the sect."

Seeing someone respond, although they looked reluctant, other disciples of Tiejianmen also agreed one after another. After all, Kou Yinkui is now the leader of Tiejianmen.

In the next three days, several people from Tiejianmen were working hard to attack Daqingshan again, but the results were almost zero, because the reason why Tiejianmen could gather so many cultivators was actually because of the reputation of Yuchi Bo, a cultivator in the Divine Embryo Realm, which was not comparable to Kou Yinkui, a newly promoted Seven Souls Locker.

Under such circumstances, there were naturally few people willing to buy in, not to mention that Tiejianmen had consumed a lot of resources at the beginning, and now Tiejianmen was struggling to supply its own disciples with cultivation, so how could it have so many resources to buy off independent cultivators?

After hearing the reports from several disciples, Kou Yinkui's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that his ambition would fail at the first step.

"It's just like what the teacher said, those independent cultivators are not reliable at all."

Just when Kou Yinkui made up his mind and was ready to go all out, a disciple broke in.

"It's bad, Master. Master Qingyi died in Daqing Mountain."

Before Kou Yinkui could start to reprimand him, the disciple quickly told him the news.

After hearing this, Kou Yinkui was stunned as if he had been punched in the head.

Master Qingyi was a well-known casual cultivator who had formed a divine fetus and possessed a demon with a cultivation of 700 years. Although he was not as good as Yuchi Bo, he was not comparable to the cultivator who locked the seven souls. And such a person died in Daqing Mountain.

His eyes unconsciously turned to Daqing Mountain, as if he saw a deep mouth that ate people without spitting out bones. Kou Yinkui couldn't help but shudder. At this moment, he was really scared.