Nine Heavens

Liu Qianlang carried the scarred Yun Qianmeng to the highest point of Cangya, and slowly turned around.

Disdainfully glanced at the thousands of people chasing down the cliff, raised his eyes, stared at the cold moonlight in the western sky, the Longyun Mountain with its peaks amidst the clouds in the sky, and let out bursts of sad and wild laughter!

Thousands of people under the cliff were shocked, and at the same time, their eyes burst into flames, and all kinds of strange magic weapons were sacrificed to the sky at the same time.

Following that, the figures rose into the void one after another, and then shot at Liu Qianlang in unison.

But after a while, they bullied themselves forward and surrounded Liu Qianlang in the middle.

"If you fellows are pressing each other hard! Liu Qianlang has nothing to say! Immortal Fate Sword comes out, and justice will be judged without mercy!"

After a burst of wild laughter, Liu Qianlang still stared at the sky, and said in a concentrated voice:

"Under the Sword of Immortal Fate!"

With a choking sound, the Xianyuan sword crossed a long rainbow, and a gust of wind was stirred up, and it appeared on Liu Qianlang's head, trembling with a dragon chant!

The people around saw Liu Qianlang's silver clothes and white hair spattered with blood, facing the fierce wind, and his eyes shot out a frightening brilliance.

Especially the Xianyuan sword that was as bright as blood on the head, couldn't help being horrified in his heart, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Rumor has it that this sword defeated nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine prehistoric demon swords in the Ghost Sword Tomb. Not long ago, the scene of chopping Young Master Wenyang into blood mist with a few swords was obvious to all.

However, at this moment, Liu Qianlang's body trembled, and with a wow sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood, followed by a long cough.

"He's about to die! Fellow comrades, don't be soft-hearted, or if you let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be no peace in Mortal Realm. I will kill these two big devils immediately and avenge the dead comrades!"

Seeing Liu Qianlang's serious injury and struggling to hold on, Langmu, the head of the Sixteen Immortals Sect, couldn't help shouting.

When the others heard the words, the timidity that was originally shining in their eyes suddenly disappeared, and their eyes were once again covered with anger and coldness. mango!

At this moment, Liu Qianlang's precarious figure can be seen by anyone, even if he doesn't attack, it probably won't last long, so Sixteen Immortals and thousands of righteous people around him are convinced that as long as they make a move at this time, the opponent Will definitely die without a burial place.

If you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait! Thousands of people thought and did the same thing. Thousands of eyes stared at the Xianyuan sword on Liu Qianlang's head.

I saw that around Liu Qianlang, thousands of figures and thousands of magic weapons filled the sky at once, covering Liu Qianlang firmly. Amidst bursts of violent shouts, there were countless clusters of magical lights of various colors. The flames and all kinds of whistling sounds bullied Liu Qianlang.

In the distance, Taoist Qingxin shook his head and sighed, and quietly took his people away.

After Liu Qianlang coughed violently, he lowered his head and stared at Yun Qianmeng, and said softly:

"Qianmeng! Don't worry, Liu Qianlang will never let you die!"

Then, with a flick of silver hair, he shouted in surprise:

"Xianyuan sword comes out! There is no soul! Brother Jian, kill me!"

And he suddenly shot into the sky at a distance of more than a hundred feet, summoned the Cuigan Shenlong, stood on it, hugged Yun Qianmeng, and flew away through the clouds and fog in the direction of Nantianyang with a roar.

Behind him, the Xianyuan sword was commanded, and the sword body was shaken suddenly, screaming and screaming, and then the red light burst out, and the red light rainbow swirled around the sword body like waves, and then shot out groups of bright red flames , followed by wanton shuttle among thousands of people.

After Dao Dao Dan's Changhong passed by, most of the thousands of upright people were beheaded in an instant, and the rest cried for their father and mother, and those who fled, escaped, and those who were a little slower were all killed by the Xianyuan Sword Pill. Color Changhong turned into nothingness.

When they were dying, those who were confident enough to kill Liu Qianlang just now were cut into several sections in the blink of an eye, and their unwilling eyes were full of regret.

Before and after less than the time of the teacup, there was no one around Xianyuanjian, and Xianyuanjian didn't chase after it, but cheered and trembled, and chased after its master.

Hundreds of feet away, on the top of Wangchen Palace, there are twelve peak masters of Xuanling Sect, Yi Wanli from Yunyun Mountain Changshui Family, and Master Ciyuan, a total of fourteen people watched Liu Qianlang hold Yun Qianmeng in the end or break through the encirclement And go, I can't help but relax a little bit.

Although Liu Qianlang was seriously injured, he was proficient in elixirs, and he could recover within a few days. As for Yun Qianmeng, with him by his side, it shouldn't be a problem to guard his heart. Next, the twelve peak masters have the greatest worry!

Master Ciyuan saw the worried expressions of the twelve peak masters, and said:

"Look at the direction Liu Shaoxian is going. If what I expected is right, he must have gone to his cave, the Wanderer's Wuji Mansion!"

"oh!"

Hearing this, Master Bing Po sighed thoughtfully.

Then Master Bing Po looked towards Dongfang Tianyu immediately.

I saw that under the seven rounds of the red moon, there was a lingering cloud, and the secret thought in my heart was not good, and suddenly shot into the void, drawing a divine light to chase in the direction of Liu Qianlang.

For some reason, the remaining eleven peak masters followed the sight of Bing Po Daoist just now, and they couldn't help being horrified. They manipulated the artifacts and chased after him.

Behind him, Master Ciyuan and Yao Wanli looked at each other, and it was obviously not the time to leave without saying goodbye at this moment, so they also drew a line of divine light one after another into the night sky.

A few hours later, on the shore of the Nantian Ocean, under a huge cliff, in the middle of the misty sea, a huge rock suddenly stood out.

Two figures swayed on the rock, a man with white hair in silver clothes and a slim woman in blue clothes.

Both of them are in dilapidated suits with disheveled hair. The man can barely stand upright, but the woman, leaning on the man, has been unable to stand upright.

"It's here, Qianmeng! You'll be fine!"

Said the man in silver clothes and white hair.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough cough"

The slender woman coughed, her face was pale, but there was a smile in her eyes, and she said with difficulty:

"Qianlang! I'm very happy! I didn't expect to do something for you before I died! Cough cough."

"No, I won't let you die!"

Liu Qianlang said with wetness in his eyes.

". Keke Qianlang, you don't doubt me at all? I'm the partner of the young master of Hunshamen!"

Yun Qianmeng asked while coughing.

Liu Qianlang glanced sideways at the look of expectation on Yun Qianmeng's beautiful face and said:

"Ever since the moment I knew you took out the family jade pendant to intercede with Song Zhen for me, I have never doubted you, no matter where you are!"

"Ahem, do you know about this?"

Yun Qianmeng coughed in surprise.

Liu Qianlang nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, I heard from the person in charge of distributing the Immortal Breath Assessment Form."

After hearing this, Yun Qianmeng's pale face blushed slightly and said:

"Then why don't you ask me why I want to help you?"

"this--"

Liu Qianlang really didn't think about it, and pondered for a while and said: "I think Qianmeng is kind-hearted!"

"Cough cough, cough cough!"

After Yun Qianmeng coughed violently, she sighed.

"Don't talk yet, after entering the cave is safe, and heal the wound, we will talk slowly!"

Liu Qianlang supported Yun Qianmeng and finally arrived in front of the mountain gate of the Vagabond Wuji Mansion.

Liu Qianlang scanned the surrounding vigilantly, and found that there was no movement around, and then pointed towards the cliff with the second finger of the middle food, and the seal of the huge mountain gate of the Promise Mansion of the Rogue broke open immediately.

There was a circular hole, and then there was a loud bang, and the huge mountain gate slowly opened.

Looking at the two huge mountain gates that were slowly separating, Liu Qianlang's hanging heart was finally relieved, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, he supported Yun Qianmeng without any hesitation, and walked towards the inside without hesitation.

However, before Liu Qianlang and Yun Qianmeng lifted their feet, a huge gust of fierce wind suddenly hit their faces in the cave, which was powerful enough to blow Liu Qianlang and Yun away in an instant. Qianmeng pushed hundreds of feet away, breaking away from the huge rock.

Then the two of them were seriously injured, so they had no time to adjust their bodies, they instinctively hugged each other tightly, and plunged into the vast waves of the southern sky below.

The moment the two of them fell off the boulder, Liu Qianlang saw in disbelief three old men in brocade robes, with angry expressions on their faces and powerful spiritual power flashing around them, obviously they were all old men in the Nascent Soul Stage The existence of the monster suddenly shot out from his wanderer Wuji cave.

With a flash of their figures, the three stood on the edge of the boulder, glaring at Liu Qianlang and Yun Qianmeng who kept falling.

"Bold beast! How dare you kill my son! I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. Today, the old man will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, and then step down the Xuanling gate! To relieve the hatred in the old man's heart!"

One of the robed elders said.

While speaking, with a wave of his long sleeve, a giant palm suddenly formed a ball of icy light, stretched and stretched for a while, and was about to pat the falling Liu Qianlang and Yun Qianmeng.

bang——

After a loud noise, the old man in robes was surprised to see that his palm was hit by an equally powerful spiritual force. After the two forces vibrated, they turned into nothingness together.

"Who? You are so bold that you dare to obstruct this old man!"

The eyes of the old man in robes flashed, and he searched for the existence of the person who shot.

"Amitabha! Goodness, goodness! Wenyang Bo, the lord of Wenyang Palace, don't come here without any harm! The old monk's kindness offended me!"

While the old man in the long robe was searching, a man in a scarlet cassock suddenly shot over the foggy southern sky and under the sky.

Wen Yangbo took a closer look, and it turned out that it was Master Ciyuan, a holy monk from the Law Court of Shura Temple whom he had not seen for more than a thousand years, and he couldn't help saying angrily:

"So it's Master Ciyuan, I haven't seen you for many years, but there are still so many things!

The old man is just seeking justice for his beloved son who died unjustly! Why are you so against this old man! "

"Amitabha! Everything has a cause and an effect. It is true that Liu Shaoxian killed the noble young master, but it is also true that the noble young master had an affair with the demon sect!

Although Liu Shaoxian was a bit too much in punishing your young master, but in the end it was your young master who wronged Liu Shaoxian, and the old monk was present at the time, so it was your young master who was too arrogant to kill anyone! "

Master Ciyuan said.

"Bah! I don't know when, the monk of Shura Temple became a running dog of Xuanling Sect! He was full of Liu Shaoxian Liu Shaoxian, and he barked so kindly!

It is true to call a slave a master! My palace lord obviously heard that people from various sects participated in the Liu Qianlang rectification conference, and my son went to attend it with good intentions, but the disciples of the sect suddenly reported back, and died at the hands of this beast!

What cause and effect! Killed the old man's beloved son, no matter who he is, he must die! "

Wen Yangbo said angrily.

"Oh? Which old bastard is so shameless, bullying a junior, and even ran to his cave. This is really a rare joke in the fairy world!"

Suddenly, another loud voice came from the mist in the sky.

Then Wen Yangbo and the other two long-robed elders saw nine majestic men in giant robes appearing out of the ocean mist. They turned out to be the nine male peak masters of Xuanling Sect.

A moment later, the other three female peak masters also appeared strangely from another angle of the mist.

And the three were hugging Liu Qianlang who was coughing violently and Yun Qianmeng who was pale.