On the fourth floor of Tianxiao Pavilion, Wanbao Tower towers into the clouds.
Under it, one after another, the magic weapon of spirit magic is like a thousand rainbows, hitting the restrictions everywhere.
In Huanyun Sect, Liu Zheng's face was extremely gloomy, "Who else has not entered these four levels?"
His face was extremely ugly. From the moment Chang Yuan changed his clothes and changed his crown, he immediately ordered that all Huanyun sect members must enter the fourth floor.
Liu Zheng's heart was filled with raging anger, and he wanted to tear Qin Xuan into pieces all the time.
Why did the majestic Huanyun Sect, the third-rank major sect in the Northern Wilderness, reach this point?
Since entering Tianxiao Pavilion, I have suffered humiliation and lost troops and generals, which is simply a huge shame.
"Uncle Liu Zheng, there should be no one in the rest of the place!" A great monk who transformed into gods said cautiously. He knew that Liu Zheng was on the verge of anger, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would provoke anger.
Liu Zheng's eyes fell on the formation flags at the entrance to the fourth floor, and there was boundless murderous intent in his eyes.
"Evergreen!"
"If I don't kill you, I will never be a human being!"
He roared in his heart, and blue veins appeared on his old body, which made the surrounding god-transformation monks look faintly frightened.
Elsewhere, Tianyun Sect and other great god-transformation monks also gathered together to break the restrictions and restore their cultivation.
"Uncles Liu Le and Liu Zhi!" Suddenly, a figure came over and looked at the two of them anxiously.
Liu Zheng and Liu Zhi were observing the next restriction that they were about to break, and when they heard the figure, they couldn't help but turn their heads at the same time.
"Is something wrong?"
Liule spoke slowly, frowning slightly.
"Have you two master uncles heard the news about Master Changqing?" the middle-aged monk hesitated and asked.
"Evergreen!?" Liu Zhi's face suddenly turned cold, "Why are you mentioning him?"
The middle-aged monk couldn't help but be a little frightened, but he still said: "Two junior uncles, Senior Uncle Changqing is my Tianyun sect brother after all. Moreover, Senior Uncle Changqing has such strength, is it possible that we have to keep watching?"
"I saw the formation of flags at the entrance. Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower are planning to completely kill Master Changqing. If Master Changqing dies, Uncle Yunni will not be able to tell Master Yunni, and even if the news reaches the ears of the sect leader and all the elders,
In..." the middle-aged man said bravely.
Liu Zhi suddenly raised his hand, and looked at the middle-aged monk with indifferent eyes, "Are you? Should we support Chang Qing, let the many treasures of Wanbao Tower go, and lead my brother to fight to the death with Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower?"
"Extremely stupid!"
"Do you know if there is a real war, how many people from our Tianyun Sect will perish in these four levels? Can you afford it?"
"He caused all the disasters in Changqing himself, but we have to pay the price for it. Why?"
Liule frowned and looked towards the entrance, hesitating slightly.
Finally, after pondering over the pros and cons, he sighed softly: "Although Changqing is Tianyun's sect brother, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to help with this matter!"
"If a war breaks out and the price paid is too high, even if we can defeat the Huanyun Sect, so what if the Huangbao Tower is defeated. After leaving the secret realm, if the Huanyun Sect and the Huangbao Tower find out, our Tianyun Sect will have to pay a huge price.
The price is to put this matter to rest, and the third-grade sects will fight, and the entire Northern Wilderness will be in complete chaos."
"Evergreen alone can't afford it, and we can't afford it either!"
"As for Changqing's life or death, it depends on his personal destiny!"
Liule shook his head, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.
He turned around and left, murmuring in his heart: "Changyan, I tried my best!"
A message jade slip appeared in his hand, announcing Liu Le and Liu Zhi's decision, and then he began to sit cross-legged, preparing to continue breaking the ban and collecting treasures.
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"Junior brother, there should be no Brother Huanyun in these three levels!"
Changyan held the wine gourd and said lazily: "As soon as the news of changing clothes and crowns came out, Tianxiao Pavilion was shaken. Which Huanyun sect brother didn't know whether to live or die?
On this third floor.”
"But junior brother, that old guy Liu Zheng has set up a large formation on the fourth floor to surround you. If you want me, junior brother will stay on the third floor, wait for Tianxiao Pavilion to close, and then leave Tianxiao Pavilion!"
"In the secret area, there are not only treasures in Tianxiao Pavilion, but the red fire condensed milk from before is also a rare thing!"
Although she seemed to say casually, her peripheral vision was firmly fixed on Qin Xuan.
On the fourth floor, there are more than a hundred monks from Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower, and they have set up a large formation. Even the True Lord Yuanying is afraid of him. Qin Xuan will definitely die even if he takes half a step to the fourth floor.
Chang Yan knew that Qin Xuan was very evil, but no matter how evil he was, it was impossible for him to face the great cultivator of Baihuashen alone.
Unless, Qin Xuan is the True Lord of Nascent Soul!?
But how is that possible? There are restrictions in the secret realm. If it were Nascent Soul Lord, he would have been annihilated by the restrictions long ago.
Qin Xuan smiled faintly and continued walking without comment.
Seeing Qin Xuan's attitude, Chang Yan couldn't help but sigh.
"Junior brother, I heard that there are many supernatural powers on the second floor..."
"On the first floor, it is said that another Enlightenment Tea has been born!"
"Hey, hey, junior brother, slow down!"
Chang Yan kept nagging at the side, but Qin Xuan remained indifferent and did not change his path.
Suddenly, Chang Yan stepped forward and appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
Her face turned bitter, "Junior brother, listen to my sister's advice and don't enter the fourth floor!"
"Be good and be obedient. If you have any grievances, wait until your junior brother becomes a true king, a Taoist king, and you can kill them with your hands!"
"Even if junior brother can't get rid of his anger, then he can become the Supreme and destroy the entire Huanyun Sect!"
She persuaded him hard, not wanting Qin Xuan to die.
Qin Xuan paused slightly, looked at Changyan, and finally spoke.
"Sister!"
With just two words, Qin Xuan patted Chang Yan on the shoulder and continued walking towards the fourth floor entrance.
His eyes were calm, as if he was not facing a great cultivator of hundreds of gods.
Chang Yan was stunned. She turned around and looked at Qin Xuan's back. Finally, she sighed quietly.
"Why are you so stubborn!" She had the urge to curse, "If I couldn't beat you, I would definitely teach you a lesson!"
Entering the entrance from the third floor to the fourth floor, the stairs that seem to lead directly to the netherworld appear in front of Qin Xuan and Chang Yan.
Chang Yan's mouth turned bitter, and she knew that she might not be able to persuade Qin Xuan.
The Eternal Sword quietly appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, and he was about to step forward with the sword. Suddenly, Chang Yan said: "Junior brother!"
Qin Xuan paused slightly and turned around calmly, "Senior sister, why bother..."
Before he finished speaking, Qingtan appeared in Changyan's hand.
"Junior brother, here, I brewed it!"
Chang Yan lowered his head slightly, "You taught me how to make wine, so I brewed it for you. I don't know if it tastes good."
She knows that she can't persuade him, and she knows that she can't help him.
He gave me nothing but a jar of strong wine.
Chang Yan's eyes moved slightly, he gently raised his forehead, looked at Qin Xuan, and sighed: "Junior brother, senior sister is just a drunkard. She has little manpower. The only way I can help is to hand over a jar of strong liquor."
Qin Xuan looked at the jar of strong wine and the clear eyes with long smoke.
He chuckled softly, his eyes filled with worry.
He grabbed the wine jar and his arms shook.
The altar of wine is held high, and the wine is like the sky hanging from the sky.
The wine enters the mouth, the clothes are wet, and the sword is stained!
"Hahaha, happy!"
Qin Xuan shook the wine jar, laughed, his gray hair trembled, and held a long sword with a long sword filled with strong wine.
"Senior sister, wait until junior brother clears away the illusionary cloud, then drink the remaining half of the jar."
"Junior brother!"
"Sister, don't worry!"
Qin Xuan raised his hand and said, "How can the tiny mortal dust cover the sky?"
"I'll be back as soon as I go!"
After the sound fell, Qin Xuan stepped into the entrance of the fourth floor.
Many of the great cultivators who transformed themselves into gods were shocked, their eyes focused on Qin Xuan, and the formation flags were swaying.
In the large formation, there are murderous intentions and evil spirits like blood. If there is an ambush from all sides, hundreds of generals and thousands of troops are in front.
Qin Xuan stood with his sword in hand, the wine still wet.
"Tianyun Sect! Brother Ni Feng!"
"Evergreen is here!"
Indifferent words are like scorning a thousand troops and scorning a hundred generals.