Taoist Master Chu Ming asked: "How did Yu Qing practice sorcery so well?"
Master Lei Lie said: "It's a long story."
"Last night at midnight, a Taoist from Yuankou named Guo Xinlan came to see Lin Xiaodong."
"This girl Guo has Shura blood, and a man named Bai Chengzhi found out about it. He blackmailed her and took her to Nandan Road."
"Yu Qing and others drank Miss Guo's blood and practiced evil arts. She sneaked out and found Lin Xiaodong."
"I considered that this is Xia Yunfeng's matter after all, and it was inconvenient for us to take action, so I reported the news to Princess Jingyang."
"In the end, Lin Xiaodong went to find Yu Qing and took my daughter with him."
Taoist Master Chu Ming asked: "What are your plans, Zhenren?"
Master Lei Lie said: "I didn't want to involve us Congling Immortals in this matter, but I really don't trust my daughter."
Ling Huaizi said: "Taoist Master Lin can take action for justice, and we Congling Immortals are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
Master Linchong said: "We are willing to go with the real person to eradicate the evil ways of Nandan Dao and bring the fairy back safely."
Master Lei Lie stood up and saluted: "Thank you very much."
The immortals then set off and chased towards the realm of Nandan Taoist Immortals.
On the other side, Lin Xiaodong and others soon arrived outside Xinrong Palace in Hong'an Mountain.
As soon as the cloud light descended, the gate of Xinrong Palace opened, and Yu Qing, Wu Chonglan, Zheng Kaifang, Shi Kun, Gao Ji, and their disciples rushed out.
Yu Qing pointed at Lin Xiaodong and gnashed his teeth: "Lin Xiaodong! Are you really not afraid of death? Do you really dare to invade my Nandan Dao Upper Realm?"
Wu Chonglan glanced at Ling Daozi and the others, and said with a smile: "Lin Xiaodong, how many women did you bring here to make playthings for us?"
Fairy Miaoming was furious: "What did you say?"
Yu Qing looked at Guo Xinlan and said with a lewd smile: "Miss Guo, it turns out you went to find Lin Xiaodong!"
Guo Xinlan pointed at Yu Qing and cursed: "You people who practice evil will not get good retribution!"
Wu Chonglan snorted and scolded: "You yourself have Shura blood, but you say that Shura art is evil. You have really forgotten your roots!"
Guo Xinlan stamped her feet and stared: "Evil magic is evil magic, it has nothing to do with blood!"
Yu Qing smiled sinisterly: "I made you run away last time because I didn't know you had Taoist skills hidden in you. This time, let me see where you can run!"
Ling Daozi pinched his waist and straightened his chest: "You are no match for Lin Xiaodong!"
Yu Qing spread his hands and raised his head, laughing crazily: "I was not his opponent before, but not necessarily now, and that's all thanks to this Miss Guo!"
Wu Chonglan said fiercely: "Lin Xiaodong! You owe me Nandan Taoist Immortals nineteen lives, and I want you to repay them all today!"
At this time, a piece of cloud light drifted from the south, and the voice of Master Lei Lie came out: "Yu Qing! Don't hurt my daughter!"
Fairy Miaoming turned around and said in surprise: "My father is here."
The corner of Yu Qing's mouth raised after hearing this: "Is Master Lei Lie's daughter here?
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The cloud light fell, and Master Lei Lie and others appeared from it.
Master Lei Lie angrily walked towards Lin Xiaodong.
Fairy Miaoming stood in front of Lin Xiaodong and opened her arms: "Dad, this matter is my idea and has nothing to do with Taoist Lin."
Master Lei Lie looked down at Fairy Miaoming with a sullen face. Without saying anything, he turned around and said to Yu Qing: "You Nandan Taoist immortals first conspired with Taoist Xuanjian to plot against me and Lin Xiaodong."
"Then Master Maoshen fell into the sea of blood and kidnapped my colleague Congling."
"We came to rescue you, but not only did you not help, but you protected Master Yu Maoshen and the creatures in the sea of blood. Today, you have intensified your efforts and started practicing evil methods yourself!"
Yu Qing looked at Fairy Miaoming with a fierce expression: "Master Lei Lie, do you dare to bring your daughter to my Nandan Dao Upper Realm?
Why, do you want to provide enjoyment to us Nandan Dao Immortals?"
Master Lei Lie twitched his beard: "How presumptuous! If I had known you were such a bastard, I should have killed you directly last time!"
Yu Qing gritted his teeth: "You really should have killed me last time, otherwise, as long as I had a chance, none of you Congling Immortals would be able to survive!"
Taoist Master Chu Ming said to Master Lei Lie: "Master, this den of evil is so abominable, why do you need to say so much?"
Master Lei Lie shook his sleeves: "Do it!"
Lin Xiaodong said: "As long as the seniors take action, Lin will secretly help them and give them their magic weapon, and then they can kill them."
The immortals nodded, and Master Linchong said to Su Hanyin: "You go and take the lead."
Su Hanyin saluted Master Linchong and Master Lei Lie, raised the Zhiyang Sword, stepped forward, and shouted loudly: "The immortals in Guanghan Qiucongling, Su Hanyin from Lichen Cave in Lingbao Mountain, who is the evil way of Nandan, who dares to come and see you?"
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Gao Ji said to his disciple Wang Linguang: "Go and meet the rats from Congling."
Wang Linguang cupped his hands and said, "Yes."
With a clang, Chengrong's sword was unsheathed, he jumped forward and slashed at Su Hanyin's face.
Su Hanyin made a horizontal move with Zhiyang sword, holding Chengrong sword in place. The two went back and forth, their magic swords intersecting, and they were fighting in one place.
There were two fierce battles between the Nandan Taoist Immortals and Lin Xiaodong and the Congling Immortals, and all the elites were lost. Wu Chonglan, Gao Ji and others were just trying to catch up with others, and Wang Linguang was naturally no match for Su Hanyin.
The two of them killed twenty people in a row. Wang Linguang couldn't resist, so he took a sword blow on his arm and fled in pain.
Su Hanyin raised his sword and pursued fiercely: "Where does the evil path go?"
The Zhiyang Sword flashed with cold light and stabbed Wang Linguang in the back of the heart.
Wang Linguang heard the sound of swords behind his ears, turned around and struck out the Qianjun Pearl, turning it into a black and yellow light.
Su Hanyin was on guard. He raised his sleeves and the Fixing Thorn turned into a black shadow. A bell rang and knocked the Qianjun Pearl to the ground.
Wang Linguang's donkey skills were at a loss, so he turned around and ran for his life.
Su Hanyin snorted coldly: "The evil will die here today!"
With a flick of his hand, the fixed stab chased after him and hit Wang Linguang in the back of the heart.
Wang Linguang staggered, fell to the ground, and died.
When Gao Ji saw it, Lei Lei was furious: "Dare you harm my disciple's life?"
Yu Qing, Wu Chonglan and others said in unison: "Master Nephew Wang!"
Su Hanyin glanced sideways and snorted coldly, took back the fixing thorn in his hand, and returned victoriously.
Gao Ji rode on the Huoyuanxi, drew out the Huaixiu sword, and said to Yu Qing, "Senior brother, I'm going to avenge my apprentice!"
Yu Qing said with a gloomy face: "Junior brother, please be patient. I will give your apprentice a chance to take revenge."
Shi Kun said to his disciple Pan Zhenren: "Go and avenge your junior brother Wang!"
Pan Zhenren accepted the order with his hands raised, raised the Good Wishes Sword, carried the Seven Evil Rulers in his arms, jumped forward, pointed at Su Hanyin and cursed: "The traitor in Congling, come out and die!"
Wang Yangze unsheathed his Pure Spirit Sword and jumped forward: "The immortals of Guanghan Qiucongling, Wang Yangze, a disciple of Linghuaizi in Jinxia Cave, Yunzhai Mountain, are here to meet you. Nandan Dao is evil, please tell me your name!"
Pan Zhenren raised his chest and glared, cheering up: "Listen carefully! Pan Zhenren, Xia Yunfeng Nandan Dao, Luping Mountain Jinxu Palace, come and pay for my fellow Nandan Dao with your life!"
The Shanyuan Sword flashed with cold light and slashed at Wang Yangze's face.
Wang Yangze's Pure Spirit Sword struck a horizontal line, and he parried steadily, and his two swords intersected with Pan Zhenren's, going back and forth, killing twenty of them.
Pan Zhenren was no match for Wang Yangze. He gradually felt the difficulty and expected that he could not win. He reached into his arms, showed the Seven Evil Rulers, raised it above his head, and sprayed a stream of black smoke at Wang Yangze.