Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan leaned over and saw the words "Return or Not Return" displayed on the translucent page. After finding two people he was looking for in succession, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that the almanac for today must have written that the person he was looking for could not be found either.

Looking up at the distant sky, because it was too far away, I could only see some vague shadows. No wonder he can easily open the world gate, but Gui Bugui is actually a monk at the Mahayana stage or above! I remember that I was quite presumptuous in front of him...

Liu Qinghuan wiped his sweat secretly. It turns out that the ignorant are fearless.

But since the other party's cultivation level was so high, he didn't need to get close to him to recognize him. The gap in strength is too big, and even if they intersect, it will be unequal.

He withdrew his gaze and chatted with the male cultivator while paying attention to Hongshang's movements with the corner of his eye. This opportunity cannot be missed. If he doesn't seize the opportunity this time, it will be difficult to find the other party's whereabouts, so he has to think carefully about what to do next.

Just as I was in a trance, there was a sudden exclamation in my ears, and someone shouted: "Run! The overhauls are coming!"

Liu Qinghuan was startled and saw that the battlefield in the distance was moving this way at an extremely fast speed!

Even if the battle between Daxiu lasted even a little bit, they would have died hundreds of times. Many people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they fled in panic, and the scene was instantly chaotic.

At this time, no one cares about the differences between camps. Escape is the most important thing, and everyone wants to have more legs.

Liu Qinghuan's face was as dark as water, and he quickly shuttled among the crowd. His consciousness quietly locked on the red figure, and took the opportunity to get closer. But there were many Jiuyou cultivators beside the opponent, so he couldn't find a chance to make a move.

The next moment, terrifying coercion came from above. Liu Qinghuan froze, and an irresistible fear rose from the bottom of his heart. His whole body immediately stiffened like a stone, and he smashed to the ground uncontrollably!

The others were not much better than him. They screamed and fell down. For a moment, the sky was like a dumpling. Those who hit the ground were okay. Some people unfortunately hit stone pillars, which caused many stone pillars to break and collapse, which aroused the excitement. The sky is full of dust.

Liu Qinghuan vomited a mouthful of blood and felt a tightness in his chest. He reluctantly summoned the nine-melody red dust spectrum and wrapped himself in the realm of spring. Then he felt better and looked up from the bottom of the pit.

At a quick glance, they saw several figures passing above them. The first person in front of them was determined to return.

These overhauls have already been beaten red-eyed, and they will not let go and run away, entangled with each other and rolling past. Fortunately, there was an old man with white hair and a childlike face who looked down, waved his hand compassionately and spread out a green light, isolating the entire stone forest. This prevented the dozens of monks below from dying tragically in the fierce spiritual riot.

After the overhaulers left, the people who survived finally got up, looking at each other with a sad smile, full of panic for the rest of their lives.

"It's so scary. The pressure alone almost made me explode!"

"It's really unlucky to see people's lives in the commotion."

"Are you still chasing me?"

"I don't want to chase him anymore. I don't really think my life is too long."

"Tsk! But I still want to see the sequel..."

The Spring Realm of Jiuqu Hongchen Pu has a healing effect, so Liu Qinghuan's injury was relatively good. He quickly turned around to look for Hongshang, and saw the female cultivator standing not far away, with a trace of blood still remaining on the corner of her mouth.

He didn't intend to drag it out any longer, but he couldn't do it like this. There were a lot of people in Jiuyou here. If he wanted to kill Hongshang, those people might not stand by and watch, so he had to think of a reason.

With a change of heart, he turned his hand and took out the Tainan Immortal Sword, and pulled it out of the scabbard with a "crack" sound.

This sound was quite loud, causing many monks around to turn their heads and look over. After catching a glimpse of Hong Shang's eyes coming over, he looked like he was preparing to wield his sword.

"etc!"

A cold female voice sounded as he expected. Liu Qinghuan paused and turned around with doubt on his face: "Fellow Taoist, did you call me?"

Hongshang stared at the sword in his hand and took a few steps closer: "Yes, your sword looks familiar to me. Can you bring it to me for a look?"

Although the words were questions, the tone was undeniably tough!

Tainan Immortal Sword recognized Hong Shang, and shook violently in Liu Qinghuan's hand. The sword body, which was still stained with blood, emitted a dazzling golden light, and the sword intent full of anger flowed out!

The people around them who had not yet left stepped back with a wink, and in an instant a large piece of open space was made available, forming a circle of spectators, surrounding Liu Qinghuan and Hongshang.

"Fairy Hongshang, what's wrong?"

A round-headed male cultivator did not leave, but approached Hongshang, coveting Liu Qinghuan while asking.

Liu Qinghuan's men used a little more force, holding on to the Tainan Immortal Sword, and said displeasedly: "What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist? My spiritual sword looks familiar to you?"

He looked Hongshang up and down: "The sword-shaped hairpin on your head looks familiar to me. Can I take a look at it too?"

These words caused a burst of laughter from the onlookers. The fat male cultivator was instantly furious and took out a sledgehammer that was taller than a man: "Boy, are you looking for death? You are disrespectful to Fairy Hongshang. Grandpa, I will hammer you today." Flatten you!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced sideways at him and uttered two words: "I'm sick!"

Seeing that the fat-headed male cultivator was about to jump, Hong Shang impatiently shouted softly and said: "Fellow Daoist Lu, can you please step aside for now?"

The fat-headed male cultivator was stopped, but he was not annoyed or angry. Instead, he said in surprise: "Fairy, you are finally willing to talk to me! Do you want that sword? I will help you now...Okay, okay, I will do it right away." Stand down, don’t be angry!”

Hongshang then put away her intimidating aura, looked at Liu Qinghuan again, frowned and said, "Where did you get your sword?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled calmly and said: "This seems to have nothing to do with fellow Taoist friends. If there is nothing else, I will say goodbye now!"

With that said, he turned around and left. Before taking two steps, spiritual power fluctuations came from behind him!

A sharp light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, his body flashed, and he turned around with a sword.

The golden sword energy exploded loudly, stirring up the entangled red silk into fragments all over the sky. He shouted angrily: "In the end, it's just that I want to snatch the spiritual treasure. There are so many excuses! Everyone present has seen it. , this was her first move.”

He floated into the air in a few steps, glanced around, and sneered at Hongshang: "I don't want to cause trouble, but if something comes up, I'm not afraid of trouble! Does this girl think that I, Qing Ming, have no one, and I can be beaten by you?" kill?!"

Hong Shang's expression changed, and she saw that many monks from Qing Ming Fang were provoked to anger, and suddenly felt something was not good.

Before she could speak, a monk from Qingming's side echoed: "What fellow Taoist said is true. We have all seen it. The people of Jiuyou are really arrogant and want to seize the treasure in broad daylight. Fellow Taoist, we all support fighting back." !”

"Yes, beat him!"

"Hohoho, if you can't beat me, let me help you!"

Seeing this scene, the people on the Jiuyou side refused to remain silent any longer.

"Who are you going to beat? Who the hell are you going to beat!"

"I, the people of Jiuyou, are so arrogant, I will rob whoever I want!"

"Fairy in red, I support you and snatch the sword from that pretty boy."

For a moment, the crowd was so angry that people from both sides started to quarrel.

They came after the fairy treasure, but they had no share in the fairy treasure. They could only watch the treasure fall away. At this time, everyone rolled up their sleeves and joined in the scolding war to vent their grievances.

This is really not a big deal to watch!

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly, and gratefully bowed his hands to the onlookers Qingming monk: "Everyone, please don't be angry for the time being, and don't be impulsive." Then he turned to look at Hongshang: "Fellow Taoist, you have made up your mind. Did you steal my sword?"

Hongshang's eyes were dark, and there was a trace of ridicule on her beautiful face, and she said: "There is no need to play with those monsters, the sword is mine, and it is quite handy, but I accidentally let it run away many years ago, so naturally I have to get it back!" "

"Very good." Liu Qinghuan said expressionlessly: "You say it's yours, and I say it's mine. If we argue and argue and still can't figure it out, then we'll have to deal with it. But I don't want to do it for my own sake. , causing other fellow Taoists to fall into disputes.”

He raised the Tainan Immortal Sword and said loudly to everyone: "Please bear witness to what will happen next: there is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people call it upon themselves. You and I will fight for life and death. Whoever survives will have the sword." ! No matter which side of the Taoist party you are present, I hope you will not interfere in the next fight, and that there will be no further conflicts after the outcome. "

These words attracted a round of applause: "You are worthy of my Qing Ming's strong man!"

"I will testify for you. If anyone intervenes rashly, everyone present will destroy him!"

Of course, there were also sarcastic voices: "A mid-stage Nascent Soul monk is simply overestimating his abilities against a Dzogchen monk."

"That's right, who can't tell lies? I'm going to see how you die today."

As they talked, everyone retreated further, eager to watch the excitement.

The people left here are basically Nascent Soul cultivators, about twenty or thirty of them. Xian Bao had already run away without a trace, and after being frightened again, he didn't dare to chase after him. Anyway, nothing happened, so he just had fun watching.

Hongshang had some doubts in her heart, and she had an inexplicable feeling that the other party was deliberately trying to fight her. However, no matter what his purpose is, she must take back the sword!

The two stood opposite each other, Liu Qinghuan caressed the Tainan Fairy Sword, which was about to jump with excitement, and said with a chuckle: "What a good fairy sword, but it was so defiled by fellow Taoists that it lost its precious light, and its power is not as good as before. As a sword cultivator, is it possible? Don’t you feel ashamed?”

Hongshang looked sternly: "Who are you?"