Chapter 848 Gu Qingshu's Trace

These people have different costumes and clear colors, and they all seem to be extraordinary.

The people in the Qinglong Palace wore a dark -like robe, and fluttered in the windy wind, like a turbulent wave.

The disciples of the White Tiger Palace were wearing a majestic and golden dress in the snow, just like the white tiger who was proud of the mountain.

In the distance, the monk of Suzaku in the clouds, all wearing bright red shirts, the wind hit, like a jumping flame, hot and public.

The northernmost one is the monks of the Xuanwu Palace, all of which are tall and healthy, and they are wearing a mysterious robe, calm and mysterious, as if the solid rock is not moving by the wind.

At this moment, standing in front of Yan Qingying is Yuan Guanghu Mo. Yuan Guanghu Mo looked at everyone, watching a man in the front of Tsing Yi, the man looks like a snake, and the wavy on both sides of the face looks like a wavy. It seems to be alien.

The opponent's face was handsome with a little arrogance and unruly, and a pair of narrow eyes flashed with contempt.

He stood at the forefront of the people of Qinglong Xing Palace, scanning the Yuanguang Tiger Demon of the White Tiger Palace, and the corner of his mouth evoked a taunt.

The double -room sword is tense, and the atmosphere is tense like a bow string pulled to the limit, which may break at any time.

"Gong San, do you stop doing it in front of me, is it going to try my white tiger to destroy his heart?"

The three -body shape of the palace was slender. At this moment, Tsing Yi vomited his tongue, which turned out to be a snake's fork. It looked weird and evil.

His words full of humiliation and abuse, like a sharp dagger look at the Yuanguang Tiger Demon.

"Look at your white tiger's palace, one by one shrinking, saying what Western killing tigers, no budding of my Beast Demon Sect, it is simply a group of unbearable nests!"

"This time, can we give us the lining of the Qinglong Palace and for us to recreate?"

Gong San's voice was sharp and harsh, and with the help of the wind, he clearly passed into everyone's ears.

There were a lot of people who came here this time. The owner of the Araki Hall, who had been captured by Yan Qingying, heard this humiliation, and even became angry.

He looked at Yan Qingying, frowned slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Yuan Guanghu Mo heard the three points of the palace. A pair of faces had become popular because of anger, and his eyes opened, like a volcano that was about to explode, and his eyes burned the anger.

Due to excessive force, the fists clenched tightly, the knuckles were white, and the body trembled slightly. The next moment, he stepped forward sharply. White tiger Jinfeng, countless Geng Jinfeng is like a tiger like a dragon, the cold light flashes, and the sharpness is extremely sharp, pointing directly at Gong San.

"Gong San, Xiu is going to be here! This time I will see where is your Qinglong Xing Palace strong?"

Yuan Guanghu's temper was irritable, and the three palace was like electricity, which instantly blocked Yuan Guanghu's demon.

At this time, a white -haired old man came over, gently pressed the arm of Yuan Guanghu's demon, and said firmly and gentle.

"Master, do not want to be impulsive. This palace is the third thing to anger us. We must not get his trap. Da Bi is about to act calmly."

Yuan Guanghu Demon heard this, and his heart was still angry.

The palace was a lot of disputes with him before. Even though he was already a real person in Fa, he still hated itchy when he was young when he was young.

He gritted his teeth tightly, glanced at Gong Sanyi in hatred, retracted the white tiger Shenfeng back, and his chest was still ups and downs.

After seeing the Yuanguang Tiger Demon, Gong San did not converge, but laughed even more unscrupulously.

"What? Want to do it without dare? Yuan Guang, you are still as weak as when you were young."

At this moment, when I saw the situation of the Qinglong Xing Palace and the White Tiger Palace, Yan Qing's cherry was calm as water, but her heart was like turning the river.

"The situation of this beast magic sect is far beyond my imagination."

Yan Qingying took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, her eyes were like a torch, looking straight at Gong San's eyes, her voice was crisp but full of strength.

At this time, Yuan Guanghu Mo said again.

"Gongsan, the dispute between the tongue is meaningless. The real strong will speak with strength on the battlefield. This time, the Qinglong Xing Palace will definitely give you a painful price for your arrogance!"

Gong San was slightly froze, and said disdain: "Hum, a big breath! I want to see, how capable you can!"

After speaking, he sneered.

Just as the swords and atmospheres were touched by the two sides, a flushed and majestic voice, as if Hong Zhongming sounded, suddenly sounded over the peak.

"Enough! How old is it, I give me a hand! This is where my Beast Demon Zong Dabi is the place where you quarrel or go wild! If anyone dares to get trouble here, it will be severely punished! "

Everyone looked at the voice, and saw an old man with a white hair and a golden robe, and he was walking slowly.

Although his figure is not tall, it gives people an intangible sense of oppression, as if a towering mountain, which is daunting.

After seeing the old man, everyone lowered his head and said.

"See Elder Xuanfeng."

This old man has a very high prestige. At this moment, almost no one dared to look at him directly. Even Yuanguang Tiger Demon and Gong San took a step back and dared not speak. They could only snort coldly and turn their heads to the side, but even so, they all saluted to Elder Xuanfeng to show respect.

Elder Xuanfeng glanced at everyone, his eyes revealing sternness and warning. Then, he slowly said.

"This peak competition is a major event for my Beast Demon Sect. I hope you can cherish this opportunity. The Snake Demon Ancestor will also come later."

At this moment, after Elder Xuanfeng mediated, everyone dared not say more.

"Welcome to the ancestor."

At this moment, Elder Xuanfeng spoke earnestly, and suddenly opened his mouth, as if he had sensed something, and bowed respectfully in a certain direction.

Just as he bowed.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the originally clear sky was instantly covered by rolling dark clouds, as if the end of the world had come.

Everyone looked up in horror, and saw a huge three-headed snake demon coming across the sky. The body of the giant python was as huge as a mountain, and its scales flashed with a cold light. Each head was as big as a palace, and its bloody mouth opened wide, as if it could devour everything in the world.

The three heads on the left and right, and the one in the middle, stared at the ferocious horn, and the ferocious and ferocious look on their faces made everyone present terrified and subconsciously exclaimed.

"Meet the ancestor!"

Before everyone could recover from this extreme shock.

Next to the huge three-headed snake demon, another slightly smaller snake demon slowly emerged.

This snake demon was very good-looking, with a green body, and also three heads, more than ten feet long, although not as big as the former.

But the aura emanating from his body was also quite powerful, and his eyes were like two balls of ghost fire, scanning the crowd below quietly, but his priesthood was a little unclear, and he shook his head randomly.

This snake demon is extremely powerful. As soon as it appeared, it looked down upon the world. It was a little beyond people's imagination.

At this moment, Yuanguang Tiger Demon of the White Tiger Palace was also pale, with cold sweat on his forehead. He suppressed his inner fear and whispered.

"You youngsters are really ignorant. At this critical moment, you are still calculating your own small profits."

Everyone was scolded by the snake demon ancestor, and they were silent. No one dared to say a word. The atmosphere was so depressing that it made people breathless.

At this moment, Yan Qingying seemed to have discovered something. She turned her head subconsciously and her eyes touched the majestic and terrifying three-headed snake demon behind her. In an instant, her eyes suddenly changed and shook wildly.

Yan Qingying stared at the eyes of the three-headed snake demon, and an indescribable sense of familiarity surged into her heart like a surging tide.

At this moment, a faint light occasionally flashed in the cold vertical pupils of the three-headed snake demon, as if she had looked into his eyes countless times in the depths of distant memories. This inexplicable familiarity stirred up a sea of ​​​​water in his heart, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Not long after, as if struck by lightning, Yan Qingying's mind suddenly became clear, and an amazing guess came out;

"This...this breath, how can it be so familiar!"

Instantly, Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly due to excitement and shock.

He raised his magic power to his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed, and instantly shone brightly. After a while, the figure of the three-headed swallowing sky python became clearer and clearer in her eyes.

Yan Qingying looked carefully, unwilling to miss any details, and frowned more and more.

On the huge scales of the snake demon, faint lines appeared. Although it was covered by a special breath, Yan Qingying still caught the familiar trace.

"It's the three-headed swallowing sky python of my Feitianmen! How could it suddenly come here?"

Yan Qingying shouted in her heart, shocked beyond her control.

Several years ago, Gu Xuan of Feitian Sect entered the Alien Demonic Abyss and took away the great elder Gu Qingshu who was transformed into the Three-Headed Sky-Swallowing Python. Later, Gu Xuan was trapped in the Alien Demonic Abyss for decades. He waited until Ye Yang broke through to the Tiangang realm before he rescued him.

But the Three-Headed Sky-Swallowing Python disappeared.

Yan Qingying would never have thought that he would see this familiar figure here.

When he was still a cultivator in the warrior realm, he had the honor of seeing the Three-Headed Sky-Swallowing Python from afar at the Feitian Sect event. The shocking scene at that time was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Yan Qingying took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and thought about the reason.

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"This matter must be reported to the sect as soon as possible. Could it be related to the disappearance of the great elder at that time and this snake demon ancestor?"

While thinking, the three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python, which was covered in green, seemed to have thought of something after seeing Yan Qingying, and its huge head lowered slightly.

A complex look flashed in the three eyes, as if confused, and as if recalling.

"Ying..."

The three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python opened its head and whistled. Although the sound was light, it carried a strange power, as if it could penetrate the soul.

At this moment, its huge body trembled slightly, and a low whimper came out of its throat, as if responding to Yan Qingying, and as if telling of endless pain and grievances.

Yan Qingying was shocked and more certain of her guess.

At this moment.

The three-headed snake demon suddenly let out a deafening roar. This roar seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, and the rolling sound waves swept around like a tidal wave, and everyone was shocked and their blood was surging, and they could not stand steadily.

Immediately afterwards, from behind the huge body of the Sky-Swallowing Python, a sky-reaching stone tablet emitting a strange glow slowly rose.

Above the stele, it is covered with crooked runes. Each rune seems to have life, and it constantly twists and jumps under the wrap of the magic.

Suddenly, the whole heaven and earth were shrouded in this rich magic, the sun was completely covered, and the world fell into darkness.

"If you want to get the inheritance of the monument of the Demon Magic, you need to win in Dabi, so that the ancestor Liezong will see what the descendants of the Beast Demon Sect have grown!"

The cold and mechanical sound came out from the huge three snake magic mouths, and continued to echoing in this dark space.

Everyone heard that their faces were slightly changed, and their hearts appeared in their hearts.

Seeing the ancestor of the snake demon finally spoke, Yuan Guanghu demon snorted, took a step forward,

"My White Tiger Palace will participate in the palace."

After speaking, he looked at the Qinglongxing Palace next to the Qinglong Xing Palace, and the palace was unwilling to show his weakness. He glanced at him and nodded.

"Yes, my Qinglong Palace will not shrink back."

And on the other.

Wangyue Mountain.

After Ye Yang entered this turbulent space, the evil king knife disappeared.

After a while, in a black space, a little light gradually appeared, and Ye Yang looked up. At this moment, there was a gray scenery in the space.

"This is a bit different compared to the previous enchantment."

At this moment, with the increase in Ye Yangxiu, many things disappeared at a glance.

In the past, the lush spiritual grass, strange spiritual flowers, and many old ruins with mysterious atmosphere have disappeared at this moment, and there are only a barrenness and loneliness.

As if the years scraped a storm severely here, sweeping all the beautiful once.

The surroundings seemed to feel the arrival of Ye Yang, and there was a different kind of atmosphere.

The surrounding air seemed to be kneaded by an invisible giant hand, becoming sticky and disordered.

The original stable space was like a broken glazed glazed, and a small cracks began to appear, making the sharp sound of "nourishing".

"It seems that this long life is about to collapse. Even if I use my mana's brother Ang, the space is still turbulent."

Ye Yang was shocked. He stopped his body, suspended in the air, closed his eyes tightly, and his hands were quickly printed in front of him.

The mana in the body is like turbulent tide, and the steady streams continue to fingertips, accompanied by his words in his mouth.

A golden light shot from the fingertips, intertwined and entangled in the air, and gradually outlined mysterious and complex spells.

As soon as the mantra was in shape, it was like a smart fish, swimming towards the surrounding space cracks.

Under the action of the spell, those cracks began to heal slowly, and the turbulence of the space was slightly eased.

However, this is just a temporary relief.

With the large amount of Ye Yang's spiritual power, the light of the spell gradually dimmed, and the spatial cracks have expanded again.

At this moment, a weak voice sounded in his mind: "Taoist, you finally came to me ..."

The sound is intermittent, but like a dawn in the dark.

"This is?"

After hearing this voice, Ye Yang walked quickly in the longevity enchantment like a meteor, and his mana was surging and excited, releasing dazzling light.

With his exquisite body and majestic mana, he has more than one of the obstacles along the way.

After crossing heavily, Ye Yang came to a quiet valley.

The valley was filled with a faint mist. Under the shroud of the fog, a Wangyou blue spring water exudes mysterious light.

And next to the spring water, there is an old tree of the sky

That giant tree stands in the center of the secret state.

The trunk was thick and boundless, with amazing lightning light everywhere, and the mottled bark was engraved with traces of years.

Although the branches that are stretched around are no longer lush, they still have an unspeakable majesty.

Ye Yang stepped forward, and respectfully risen towards the old tree king, and said.

"Daoyou, it's gone for many years."

At this moment, the giant tree was slightly shaking the branches, making a rustling sound.

It seemed to be sighing, and then a sound with a simple charm sounded in Ye Yang's mind.

"Ye Daoyou, your cultivation is so fast that it is about to break through to the Yuan Shindao realm, but this long life is afraid that it will not be able to support it, it is about to collapse." (This chapter is finished)