Chapter 1604: Pingyang Peak

The formations of the other peaks of Xuanqing Mountain were broken one after another, and demons from the outer world kept coming in. All the righteous Xuanmen were trying their best to resist the invasion of the demons, and at the foot of Xuanqing Mountain, more than a hundred sects in the Wuyutian world were also resisting these demons from the outer world.

Originally, in the ancient land of Xianyuan, the righteous and the demons had been arguing for thousands of years, but like today, more than a hundred demon sects came to the foot of Xuanqing Mountain to help resist the foreign enemies. It was really a once-in-a-lifetime event, and Xiao Chen was probably the first person in the past few thousand years.

Below the seven peaks of Xuanqing, there are four small peaks, which are the "Xuan" and "Yang" gates of Xuanqing Sect, that is, the outer gate. Among them, Pingyang Peak is Yangguan, and Zhujian Peak, Lianyao Peak, and Wunian Peak are Xuanguan.

The disciples who came to Pingyang Peak had to go through many hardships before they had the opportunity to enter the Xuanguan Three Peaks. Therefore, in the past, being able to enter the Xuanguan Three Peaks was a great wish of all the disciples of Pingyang Peak. As for the Xuanqing Seven Peaks, they dared not think about it easily. If they did not have innate spiritual roots and insufficient qualifications, it would be difficult to reach the Xuanqing Seven Peaks even if they practiced for a lifetime. ✲❂

Today, the invasion of the outer world, even these four small peaks were not spared. The disciples of Pingyang Peak were not able to resist these monsters from the outer world. Only the three elders could barely resist one or two.

But if it goes on like this, Pingyang Peak will eventually be lost. The people of the Xuanqing Seven Peaks are already unable to take care of themselves, and the three elders do not expect anyone from above to come down to take care of the life and death of Pingyang Peak.

"There are more and more monsters... Elder Yun, what should we do!"

Three white-haired elders were seen leading disciples with some experience to kill monsters. These three elders were Elder Yun Qing, Elder Zhai Mo, and Elder Wan Yan. They have been doing the same thing for decades, and now they are all white-haired and look much older.

"Elder... Elder! It's bad! Many monsters suddenly broke into the Trial Cliff. Several brothers have died. We can't resist them..."

"Elder! Elder! There are monsters pouring in over there..."

The disciples ran over here in a panic, and the three elders looked pale. What should we do now... Pingyang Peak is probably not going to be able to be defended today. If the stalemate continues, all the disciples will die here.

"Elder Yun! What should we do now?"

Elder Zhai Mo looked at Elder Yun Qing quickly. Among the three, Yun Qing had the highest cultivation, but he couldn't resist the thousands of monsters.

"Elder... Elder!"

Many disciples have already run here. It is obvious that other places have been lost. Their last hope seems to be on the three elders.

Elder Yun Qing lowered his head and frowned in silence. At this moment, he seemed to be making the most difficult decision. Finally, he raised his head and said resolutely, "Open the mountain gate formation outside later. The other two elders and I will block those monsters. You must find a chance to rush out in the shortest time... Go as far as you can and never come back."

When he finished speaking, his face was full of indescribable sadness. The disciples were stunned when they heard it, and the two elders Zhai Mo and Wan Yan were also stunned for a moment, and then they reacted. Elder Wan Yan lowered his voice and said, "Elder Yun... Are you crazy?"

"Crazy... ...I'm crazy! I've been crazy for a long time!"

Suddenly, Elder Yun Qing was extremely excited. His face, which was originally a little pale, turned red. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Seven Peaks of Xuanqing. "Have they come down to see us in these years? Ah? In all these years, Qingxuanzi, Xuanyangzi, which one of them has come down to take care of our lives! Is this the Xuanqing Sect? Ah! This is Pingyang Peak, not the Xuanqing Sect!"

"Elder Yun..."

Elders Zhai Mo and Wan Yan were stunned. They never thought that Elder Yun, who was always conscientious, would say these words today.

The disciples were even more shocked and speechless. Elder Yunqing's eyes were full of bloodshot. He pointed at the disciples around him, still looking at the other two elders, "Look at them, look at them! Are they suitable for cultivating this immortal? If they don't leave, they will all die here in the end! Xu Qing!"

"Brother...disciple is here!"

A man in green clothes ran out from the crowd. He looked like the eldest brother. At this moment, he was also frightened by Elder Yunqing's appearance.

Elder Yunqing looked at him and said sternly, "Go and call everyone, follow me immediately!"

"Elder...Elder..."

The disciples all stayed where they were. When they heard that they were going to leave, many disciples couldn't help but shed tears and kept shaking their heads, "Elder...we won't leave..."

"Let's go!"

Elder Yunqing shouted, veins on his face bulged, and his power suddenly increased several times, which frightened the disciples. Zhai Mo and Elder Wan Yan beside him also slowly came back to their senses. That's all.

Today, only the three of them can escort the disciples to leave Pingyang Peak, and most of them will not be able to leave. Whatever, they are Pingyang Peak people in life and Pingyang Peak ghosts in death. Elder Yunqing is not wrong. This is Pingyang Peak, not Xuanqing Sect.

"Elder... Elder! There is salvation... There is salvation!"

At this moment, two disciples from the mountain gate ran over quickly. Hearing this, the three elders all looked serious, "What! Did the Seven Peaks send people down!"

"No... No... No! Yes... Yes..."

The two disciples were so angry that they couldn't speak. At this moment, they suddenly heard a loud killing sound from the mountain gate, and then saw a strange light rising into the sky, and a large group of people came in.

"That is..."

The three elders took a closer look. It was better not to look at it. They were shocked when they saw it. They were from the Demon Sect!

"Wait... Look, look who that is..." Elder Zhai Mo looked shocked, looking at the figure getting closer and closer, his eyes filled with disbelief...

"What? The three elders don't remember me now..."

Yang Xiaoran was dressed in black, as if he were an envoy of the Demon Sect. At this moment, he landed here in an instant. The new disciples of Pingyang Peak did not recognize him, but how could Yun Qing and the other three elders not recognize him? Get him out?

"You...Yang Xiaoran, it's you..."

The three elders never thought that the person in front of them was Yang Xiaoran who disappeared without a trace after the Xuanqing Ceremony forty-two years ago.

"Haha...it turns out that the three elders still remember me."

Yang Xiaoran smiled and looked around. Everything here was still so familiar. He never thought that one day he would come back here again. He left in a hurry that year, but he still remembered everything before leaving. Clearly.

"you you……"

The three elders were shocked. There had been no news about this person for many years, but this person suddenly changed and now became the envoy of the Demon Cult who commanded thousands of armies. Are those people behind him all his subordinates...

"That's all, the three elders don't need to be nervous. I have temporarily arranged for people to resist the monsters outside. Someone will come here later. I am going to the Medicine Refining Peak now. The matter is urgent. If nothing goes wrong, I will not talk to the three elders. Say more."

After Yang Xiaoran finished speaking, he moved and instantly turned into a ray of light that fell on the Medicine Refining Peak. In the past, he always felt that Pingyang Peak and the Three Peaks of Xuanguan were far away, but now, as long as he takes a breath, he can reach Pingyang Peak from Pingyang Peak. Feng flew to the Medicine Refining Peak.

At this time in Pingyang Peak, the three elders have not yet come to their senses. Now this person's cultivation level... they can no longer see.

Alchemy Peak has already been in chaos. Monsters are pouring in from many places. The elders are flawlessly dealing with it. At this time, near the alchemy room, I saw a middle-aged fat man holding an emerald green scabbard in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. Bao Jian, trembling with fear, dared not go out.

"Hey, Fatty."

Yang Xiaoran didn't know when he was squatting on the roof of the alchemy room. The middle-aged fat man heard someone calling him and looked around, but there was no one there. Yang Xiaoran picked up a stone and threw it at him, "Here it is, fat man."

"Ah...you, who are you?"

The fat middle-aged man was hit by a stone and jumped with fright. He looked at Yang Xiaoran on the roof, but for a moment, he failed to recognize him.

And this middle-aged fat man is none other than Zhao Wangsun back then. Although the spiritual energy of the world is now blooming, he has no innate spiritual roots and cannot truly cultivate. It is difficult to maintain his appearance. From the young boy back then, he has become the middle-aged man he is now. , not surprising either.

"Don't you remember me? Back then on Pingyang Peak..."

Yang Xiaoran smiled, and after he reminded him like this, Zhao Wangsun suddenly remembered it. He stepped back as if he had seen a ghost, "You, you, you... you are Yang Xiaoran!"

"It's me."

Yang Xiaoran jumped up and jumped down from the roof. Zhao Wangsun was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly. At this moment, a sword light suddenly came and fell in front of him, turning into a A woman wearing purple clothes.

"Sister...sister!"

After seeing his sister, Zhao Wangsun seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He hid behind her, pulled her sleeves, and said tremblingly, "He, he..."

"Don't be afraid."

Zhao Ying'er pressed his hand gently and looked at Yang Xiaoran, "If you want to find out what happened back then, come to me. Why are you scaring him?"

"What happened?"

At this moment, an old man in green clothes hurriedly walked out. This old man was none other than Zhao Wangsun's master, Elder Songhe.

"Elder Songhe."

Zhao Ying'er said hello to him, but Elder Songhe was stunned for a moment. Seeing the extraordinary aura of the man in black, he didn't recognize him for a moment. "You, you are..."

Yang Xiaoran said lightly, "That's all, I'm not here to cause trouble today, I'm here to find someone. Huang Ying'er, where is she? This time I came to Xuanqing, your Majesty told me to protect her..."

"Huang Ying'er..."

Elder Songhe thought about it carefully, and he had some impression of the name. Then he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yichen, the disciple of Master Yaoguang, had been here with her, and said hurriedly, "Huang Ying'er is no longer at the Medicine Refining Peak a long time ago. She I went to Wu Nian Peak, and a few years ago I went to Xuanyang Peak..."

"oh?"

Yang Xiaoran's eyes narrowed and he walked slowly towards Zhao Ying'er. Zhao Wangsun was so frightened that he stepped back, hid behind Zhao Ying'er, stuck his head out, but still did not dare to come out.

Zhao Ying'er said, "I didn't see her when I came down. She should be on the mountain now."

Yang Xiaoran came to her, smiled and said, "I seem to remember that you and her were always at odds..."

Hearing this, Zhao Ying'er's face remained calm as she said, "No one in Xuanyang Peak has made trouble for her in these years, and I have never asked about her."

"This is best...because you have to know that back then, she was the one who introduced you to the throne." Yang Xiaoran smiled, and on the side, Elder Songhe was sweating from behind. Could the title he mentioned refer to... …

"Elder, there is no need to worry. Someone will be here to deal with these monsters soon. I will go to Xuanyang Peak first."

Yang Xiaoran turned around, glanced at Elder Songhe, and after saying that, he immediately turned into a shadow and flew towards Xuanyang Peak.

"Sister, sister..."

Zhao Wangsun was still frightened, while Zhao Ying'er stared at Yang Xiaoran's departing figure. She didn't expect that this man's cultivation level had reached such a high level. Even Senior Brother Lou was no match for him, right? Back then... Oh well, that was it.