Yang Qifeng said this calmly, but his expression had not changed at all. In his opinion, it should be like this.

When he reaches his level, even if he is pointed by thousands of people and despised by thousands of people, he will remain unchanged. The only thing that can change his color is intentional or beyond his common sense.

He pointed at his eyebrows, and the purple began to spread and rose. He said solemnly: "Disciple Qingyun retreat!"

"Get back!" Daoxuan saw that everyone was hesitating, and he immediately spoke.

After hearing Daoxuan's words, everyone hesitated and disappeared without a trace, and began to retreat one after another. Yang Qifeng had no such prestige. Just like a big battle in a TV series, the one who finally issued a retreat order was just one of the disciples.

Then many elders and chiefs obeyed the orders, and that was just a TV series.

"Why are you going to surrender?" Changshengdo Yuyangzi smiled, and he watched Qingyun's declining laughter rage.

This is not the first time that the Holy Sect attacked Qingyun. The last time was a hundred years ago. At that time, the Ghost King Sect, Changshengtang, Wandu Sect, and Hehuan Sect, the four sects of the Holy Sect, lost in Qingyun. Among the heads of the four major sects, the only one of the Wandu Sect's poison gods was restored.

That was a shame to the Holy Church. Now the four sects have attacked Qingyun again. Under the leadership of Yu Yangzi, the Changshengtang, Qingyun is about to be destroyed and avenge his previous shame.

With this, Yu Yangzi was able to destroy Qingyun's power and follow the trend to suppress the Ghost King Sect, Wandu Sect, and Hehuan Sect, and complete the great achievements that the black-hearted old man could accomplish eight hundred years ago.

No, Yu Yangzi destroyed Qingyun, this is something that the black-hearted old man has never done.

He led the Holy Church to destroy the right path, unify the world, complete the great cause that he had created the world and was the first person in the ages.

"There are too many people in the world who don't know how to live or die," Yang Qifeng shook his head slightly, and a purple light flashed, and a purple star in his hand was suspended in his palm.

This is not the true body of Ziweixing, but a projection.

He threw his hand and the stars opened in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was already about a foot, and it was gradually growing, with boundless power contained in it.

Without any fancy, the stars smashed directly over.

The spiritual energy swarmed and the light began to disappear. Other colors had lost their luster, and only purple was in the world.

"Who are the local chickens, tiles and dogs, how can the courage come from over me?" Yang Qifeng stood up with his hands. He looked at the burst of purple in the sky calmly, and the terrifying power burst out at this moment.

It began to sweep all over the world with a loud bang. All the people of the Demon Sect who were blocking the front were like drops of water falling into the sea under the stars, and no waves splashed out.

"Retreat!" The poisonous god was cunning. When he saw Xingchen appear, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He had already retreated to the side of Yuqing Palace. He looked at the many good demon sects.

Under the crushing of stars, they are as fragile as a lamb to be slaughtered. They are simply invisible and unavoidable. This energy firmly locks them.

If you want to break free from this energy, you must have three hundred years of pure skills.

"We cannot retreat. If we retreat, there are not many disciples under our sects who can survive." Yu Yangzi's eyes were so bitter that he had the most experts in the Yuqing Hall. This time he presided over the attack on Qingyun, and Changsheng Hall has always been the main force.

If he retreated at this moment, his Changshengtang would have suffered heavy losses. How could this situation be allowed?

"Brother Dao said it right, I can't retreat at this moment." Fairy Sanmiao's beautiful eyes were cold, and her jade hand waved her soft white silk, which was hard to see.

With her dancing, it was like weaving an invisible net, which began to intercept in front of the stars horizontally and vertically. The fierce and domineering star power was constantly weakened by this weak and invisible net.

"Well," the poisonous god watched the power of Xingchen diminished, and his heart was relieved. He turned around and held a knife half a foot long, flowing clear light in his hand, and pointed it at Xingchen with a knife.

The light on the knife was bright and bright, constantly breathing sharp light, and the stars moving forward were cut off by one tenth with one knife.

The four leaders of the Demon Sect, the Poison God, the Three Wonderful Fairies, Yu Yangzi, and the Ghost King all used their methods, and the stars were constantly weakened, and finally turned into light and disappeared.

Yang Qifeng looked at the four heads of the Demon Sect in front of him. Although they blocked the attack, their faces were pale, which was obviously quite expensive.

He looked at Cang Song again and said in a sarcastic tone: "Uncle Cang Song, you are really a confused person. You rely on these kinds of things to destroy Qingyun. I am afraid that it will be before I was born fourteen years ago."

"Now that Qingyun has me, who can destroy it?"

"You are not Taiqingjing," Cang Song's hoarse voice sounded. His eyes were filled with unwillingness when he looked at Yang Qifeng. He said in a certain tone:

"Although my Qingyun Taiji Xuanqing Dao's Taiqing Realm is strong, Daoxuan's strength is above the poisonous gods and the others,"

"But the strength of the four masters of the Demon Sect is only a little short of that. There will be no essential gap. You have already broken through the Taiqing Realm and are worthy of being Ziwei Linfan."

When he said this, Cang Song laughed instead. His laughter was filled with bitterness, but there was still raging. He looked at Daoxuan and said, "You can't suppress such a genius, Daoxuan,"

"It is impossible to succeed in destroying Qingyun today, but you have to suffer the consequences. If I die, you won't be much better."

"Uncle Cangsong is still provoking discord at this time," Yang Qifeng waved his sleeves, Cangsong was instantly imprisoned, and his body fell heavily in front of Qi Hao.

"Precaution your master,"

Yang Qifeng looked around Qingyun and the others, their faces were filled with shock, especially Daoxuan seemed to be calm, but his fingers were tightly clutching, and his nails had penetrated deep into the flesh, indicating that his heart was extremely uneasy.

"Fourteen years ago, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, purple air spread across the sky, and the Ziwei Emperor Star shone brightly. After my Holy Church investigated it, I realized that Ziwei Linfan,"

"I don't think that in just fourteen years, you will become a climate. Today, you will be lucky and you will be able to distinguish between you and you in the future," Yu Yangzi said a harsh sentence, and his eyes signaled to the poisonous god.

The Poison God has already prepared a long time ago. He has opened the treasure of the Ten Thousand Poisons Returning Sect Bag. This is the treasure of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. It has always been a treasure comparable to the Fulong Cauldron of the Ghost King Sect and the Hehuan Bell of the Hehuan Sect.

After Yu Yangzi's harsh words fell, a burst of green poisonous smoke had already risen out and quickly spread in the Yuqing Palace.

Yang Qifeng sneered, saying that he was going to run away, but he did not stop him.

Yang Qifeng waved his arm and as his sleeves rolled, a gust of wind blew out, and the poisonous smoke was blown away. The thief in the Demon Cult ahead disappeared after the poisonous smoke disappeared and his vision returned to clear.
Chapter completed!