Watch Out! Danger Ahead

At this moment, the thin old man in Tsing Yi, who was kneeling on the side of the bed, was startled by this day's falling vision and turned his head subconsciously, thus missing the sign of the old Taoist crying at this time.

‘卬——’

The dragon Yin and the sword merged together, transforming into the supreme meaning of **** of heaven and earth, spreading around.

‘Buzzing. ’

Under the shock of this force, the creatures in the mountains seemed to be startled and rushed away.

With a look of horror on his face, the old man unconsciously grasped the old Taoist's hand on the stone bed:

"There is another vision, I don't know if it is good or bad..."

If it's good, it doesn't matter, if it's bad, I'm afraid it will cause chaos in this world, and the world will wipe out all the creatures.

He was a little worried.

At this moment, on the stone bed, the dying old man whose soul was originally dissipating outside, moved his lips.

He has been unconscious for a long time under the influence of the devilish energy, but the remaining thoughts made him hold his breath, wanting to wait for a result that has been waiting for many years.

"Wow...wow...wow..."

"Master, a child is crying!"

The child's crisp voice sounded, and the old Taoist quickened his pace.

Over the years, his body has become heavier and heavier, but at this time his legs are extremely light, and he carried a crying baby in his arms.

He guessed that the child was discarded by someone, and he wanted to send her to the village to find a well-meaning family for her to adopt.

But the fate between people has long been doomed, he finally watched the child clinging to the hand of his shirt, and made the decision to adopt her.

He watched the girl babble and hobbled her hand.

As spring passes and autumn comes, while raising her, she also brings new joy to his long and boring life.

If she hadn't had eighteen calamities, he would definitely not go during the trip to Shenzhuang.

It was also in that group. The two apprentices he took with him went back to Dao Sect as the only one left.

"Qing Xiao...Qing Xiao..."

With the departure of the two apprentices, the memory thereafter gradually became bleak.

He was busy fulfilling his promise and wanted to find something for himself.

Firstly, I didn't have the time to think about the departure of the two apprentices, and secondly, I also wanted to accumulate some yin for the two children.

But as time passed year by year, he was getting older and older.

There is another accident in Shenzhuang, and there are still some dry bones in the underground tombs that have not been transported out.

He was still thinking about his little apprentice, not knowing how she is now.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still stubbornly held on to that tone and refused to let it go.

The memories of the old Taoist flew back to the day of the trip to Shenzhuang.

That day was supposed to be the most painful memory in his life, but because of the ‘father’ that Song Qingxiao called to him when he left, he became very happy again.

"father."

Her voice rang in the ears of the old Taoist, and he tried his best to answer, but let him use all his strength, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

The youth in the dream left with regret, and the old Taoist priest was extremely anxious.

"Ah! Ay! Ay!"

He answered countless times in his heart, but in the memory she had already left.

If he were to give him another chance, he would say yes, so that she would hear it.

But is there any chance? He knew that he was not far from the deadline.

"Qing Xiao... If you don't come back, your master may not be able to wait..."

Just as the soul of the old Taoist priest was about to collapse, the long and clear dragon roar resounded through the earth like a thunder and pierced into the soul of the old Taoist priest.

At this moment, his dissipated soul shook, and the soul that was about to get out of the body returned to the heavy body.

The eyes of the elderly second disciple were red.

The old Taoist priest has been in a coma for several days and has not been awakened. He sensed that Master's soul is dissipating, which proves that the time for him to go away is just a few days away.

Since the big brother's accident and the little sister's disappearance, he and his master have lived through each other's life for more than ten years.

In the second half of his life, the master focused his mind on how to save the souls of Shenzhuang, and did not have the time to recruit new students.

If Master had gone, he would be the only one in this huge Yunhu Mountain.

At this time, the wind and clouds outside seemed to be agitated by the previous dragon's roar, and the gust of wind blew through the Taoist temple, turning the talisman paper hanging outside the house, making a sound of ‘shoo’.

The old man in Qingshan was crying secretly, and the cold hand he held in his palm suddenly moved.

He was a little unbelievable at first, until the hand shook him again, he realized that it was the old Taoist priest who had responded.

"Master!"

The red-eyed old man widened his eyes. With his weak spiritual aura, he sensed that the three souls and seven souls of the old man lying on the bed at this time were actually returning to his body.

"Master!"

He called again.

Seeing the old man's originally dark and tarnished face gradually turned pale yellow, he felt a little more angry.

The old and feeble hand, with his two calls, slowly grabbed his palm with the backhand at an extremely slow speed.

The long-closed drooping eyelids moved twice, and slowly opened a gap in the expectant but nervous gaze of the old man in Qingshan.

"Qing Xiao...Qing Xiao..."

He moved his dry mouth and yelled indiscriminately:

"Evergreen... Evergreen..."

"Master, do you miss Junior Sister and Senior Brother?"

The old man in the green shirt squeezed the old man's hand tightly, thinking that he was returning to the light, and forced to endure grief and asked him.

"Qing Xiao...Qing Xiao!"

After shouting this, the old Taoist's eyes opened and he woke up.

"Master, you are awake, Master."

When the old man sitting by the stone bed saw this scene, he couldn't help but be inexplicably surprised:

"Did you dream of the little junior sister?"

"Qing Xiao, it is Qing Xiao who is back."

The old Taoist turned his head strenuously and looked at the direction of the door:

"I heard she was back, and came back to see me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second disciple, who was originally excited to pour water on him and offered incense to the ancestor master, was immediately stunned.

There was a strong wind outside the house, and the previous dragons and sword qi caused thunder and lightning, as if a heavy rain was about to come.

The door of the chained house was slammed by the wind and hit the door frame, making a bang.

Apart from the howling of the wind, there was no sound of human footsteps or voices.

I am afraid that the old Taoist is already confused!

Since Song Qingxiao disappeared that year, he has been mumbling that she will come back.

But after more than ten years passed, he also thought of countless ways in the middle, tried to use her old clothes to fortune her whereabouts, but the hexagrams did not show at all.

There was something that the second disciple dared not say, but he felt that Song Qingxiao was afraid that he was already dead.

"Master..." He is honest and loyal, and he is not good at lying and comforting others. At this time, he clasped his hands and felt a little at a loss.

"Qingxiao, Qingxiao is back." The old Taoist priest did not see Song Qingxiao's figure, but remembered the dragon chant in her previous dream, which was clearly the same as the weird sword in her hand during the battle of Shenzhuang. .

"Yes, yes, Shen Zhuang!"

He seemed to think of something, excitedly trying to hold up his body:

"In Shenzhuang."

"Changqing is still in Shenzhuang. She vowed that after she came back, she would kill Meng Fanglan and rescue her senior."

"She must be in Shenzhuang, she must be in Shenzhuang!"

Master-disciple connects the heart, the breath that belongs to her, the old Taoist will not feel wrong.

"She's back, the child I raised, won't lie to others, she's really back."

He squinted his eyes with joy, showing a long-lost smile.

The second disciple didn't dare to speak, for fear of piercing his dreams and making him make mistakes in anger.

Unexpectedly, he beckoned:

"Come and help me."

"Master, you should lie down first..."

"What are you lying down!" The old Taoist glared at him and yelled at him as he did in the past:

"Your junior sister is back, we will also go to Shenzhuang."

"What?" The old man in Qingshan became anxious when he heard this, "It's thunder and lightning outside, and it's raining..."

Shenzhuang has started to feel uneasy again in recent years. People living near Huaishui have moved out a long time ago, afraid of encountering evil things.

The body of the veteran Taoist priests had also gone to Shenzhuang to collect his corpses frequently in the past few years, and was corrupted by demonic energy.

At this time, in his situation, didn't he go to Shenzhuang to look for death?

"What are you afraid of raining?" The old Taoist ignored him, only urging:

"Hurry and carry me down the mountain, your feet are fast, take me to Shenzhuang, hurry, hurry."

As he spoke, he bit his finger and began to draw the soul-fixing talisman on himself.

He had used this spell many times in his life, so he should have been very familiar with it.

But at this moment, his soul was dissipated badly, his hands were shaking, and the blood was flowing and flowing, but he was unable to achieve success for a long time.

Until the old Taoist tried several times, he finally succeeded, and his expression became a lot more energetic, but his face became even more gray and defeated.

The old man in Qingshan wanted to persuade him, but he had a good-hearted character and was used to filial piety all his life. He was mainly old in everything.

At this time, I saw that he was determined to go, but he refused to listen. Although he was worried, he was afraid that this would be the old man's last wish.

Thinking about it for a while, gritted his teeth and nodded:

"I listen to Master!"

The two masters and apprentices were too late to collect the things, the old man in the green shirt only put on the old man's hat, and rushed down Yunhu Mountain with him on his back.

...

In Shenzhuang at this time, Zhang Shouyi was shocked to discover that Song Qing's small fighter was in a frantic soaring.

That powerful sense of oppression was like the overlapping of 100,000-heavy mountains, forming an incredible oppression, forcing the underground tombs that had been consolidated by magic techniques to be a little unbearable, making a trembling of ‘boom’.

The ground was shaking, and the walls of the tomb were shattered by powerful fighting spirit.

The dead bones piled up in the corners huddled together, trembling, trying to prevent the skeleton from being dissipated by the strong wind.

"Mother, do you want me to open the gate of Jiuyou?"

Under the strong wind, the white monk's robe on the little monk was filled with wind like an inflated balloon.

He narrowed his eyes, raised his head and asked Song Qingxiao.

It wasn't until he spoke, that Zhang Shouyi's eyes fell on the little monk.

At first he was not surprised when he saw Song Qingxiao coming with a child.

Counting the time, she has been away for seventeen years, and it is not strange to have an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

But it wasn't until A Qi said that he could open the Gate of the Nine Yous, Zhang Shouyi seemed to realize that this child was extraordinary, and could not help but glanced at him with a little surprise.

Under this look, he was immediately shocked.

The little monk's body seemed to haunt him with a breath that made him palpitate. The look at him made Zhang Shouyi's heart a kind of panic that offended the gods.

"This is not an ordinary monk." Zhang Shouyi had this idea in his heart.

On the other side, Song Qing held Zhutian in his hand and shook his head when he heard A Qi's words:

"No need to!"

Knowing that the old Taoist priest was not dead and that Meng Fanglan had not yet appeared, it was enough to prove that the senior brother might still be in the world. After she swept away the gloom that accumulated in her heart, she turned her eyes bright.

She said softly:

"I once promised my senior brother to cut the Jiuyou with my own hands!"

After saying this, she said decisively:

"Ahqi, protect General Zhang and the others back!"

Sensing her soaring murderous intent, Silver Wolf let out a low growl and slowly stood up.

The long armor protruded from its claws, and the red lotus karmic fire spread under his feet, and the yin inside the tomb was ignited ‘cracking’, illuminating the entire underground tomb.

The untransformed evil spirit screamed and was engulfed by the flames, and instantly burned into fly ash, and was crushed into the air by a storm of spiritual power.

Song Qingxiao was holding a long sword, and his spiritual power rushed into the sword body, severely chopped out:

"The Gate of Nine Serenities——"

She pressed her eyebrows, her murderous aura in her eyes was awe-inspiring, and she released all the anger that had accumulated in her heart that day into this sword aura:

"broken!"

The sword body absorbs spiritual power, and the aura is masterful.

The soul of the Golden Dragon in Zhu Tian seemed to have infected her anger at this time, and turned into a golden shadow to pull out of the sword aura.

The heavy epee intent poured out from Zhu Tian, ​​like the sea tide and blue waves tumbling out.

The underground tombs were illuminated like the day, and under the bright sword light, the power of darkness had nowhere to hide, and the wailing smoke disappeared.

‘Boom! ’

The ground trembled crazily, more fierce than when the sword was just released.

A Qi's body also lost control, and under the sharp edge of this sword intent, she felt a little unsupported.

Zhang Shouyi and others only saw countless black air enveloping his body. The young monk, who seemed to be shy and timid before, rose in an instant and turned into a terrifying **** and beast ten feet tall!

He appeared to be true, the tombs here were crushed one by one, and the dead bones in the corner that had not been buried by the old Taoist priests were twisted into fly ash in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Shouyi and the others were shocked, Ah Qi remembered Song Qingxiao's instructions, and several black air escaped and got into the bodies of Zhang Shouyi and others, protecting these dead soldiers.

Sword Qi was still soaring, and the entire huge city of Shenzhuang was shaken.

The special yin and yang balance here was also disrupted by the sharpness of the sword intent, and saw that the sword intent was like a galloping army, and went straight to the sky with the intent to kill.

Until it meets the sky and the earth, a huge beam of light is formed.

That Guangying Yicheng ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ paused for a moment, and then turned into a magnificent, supremely tyrannical sword aura, with the indomitable meaning of killing and cutting, and slashed down like Guanghua.

‘Om----’

Wherever the sword qi went, all the houses that gave birth to evil intentions under the devil's mind, full of blood from tens of thousands of people, seemed to be fragile piles of sand, ‘Boom’ shattered.

The entire Shenzhuang city was torn into two parts, and amidst the howls on the ground, it was like a thousand horses rushing fast.

As the sword light circulated, it turned into countless murderous intent, rushing into the depths of the earth with a force of destruction.

At this time, the Yongqing and Luohe Rivers surrounding Shenzhuang were stirred by this force, and the originally gloomy river water began to boil and set off turbulent waves.

The river slapped against the stone bank, and the sound spread ten miles!

Sword Qi split across the river, and the rivers on both sides were torn apart by spiritual power, exposing the torn river below.

A faint devilish energy escaped from it, revealing the Jiuyou Palace hidden beneath it.