The sixth volume of the dance of demons 1282 Qing family
As a result, in less than a moment, in the huge manor not far away, two attic-sized doors that were originally closed suddenly opened.
A ball of green light shot out from it, and in a few flashes, it flew over the top of the mountain where Liu Ming was.
The blue light faded away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man wearing a blue brocade robe.
But he looked like he was only forty or fifty years old, but his cheeks were sunken, and his hair was already full of white. His cultivation level was approximately at the late stage of the Celestial Realm, but there was still a long way to go before the Dzogchen Realm.
He held a black talisman in his hand, which was exactly the one Liu Ming sacrificed before.
At this moment, his eyes were looking at Liu Ming, full of surprise and uncertainty. After looking up and down for a few times, he asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you, and why do you possess this talisman?"
Liu Ming opened his eyes, stood up calmly, bowed to the white-haired middle-aged man in the air, and said lightly:
"Liu Ming, I'm here to ask to see the head of the Qing family."
"I am Qing Cong, the current head of the Qing family. If you want to see me for anything, just say it." The white-haired middle-aged man said calmly.
"It turns out that you are the head of the Qing family, how disrespectful I am! I came here just to recognize my ancestors and return to my clan." Liu Ming nodded, showing his original expression, and then said with a solemn expression.
"Oh, I wonder what you mean by "recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan"?" The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes flashed, his expression softened a bit, and he continued to ask.
"I am an old friend who has a close relationship with the Qing family. As for the details, please let the family head know after reading this letter." Liu Ming said, raised his sleeves, and a letter flew out of it.
, flew towards the white-haired middle-aged man.
The white-haired middle-aged man doubtfully reached out and took the letter. He glanced at:
"The head of the Qing family personally approves!"
In addition to these large magic characters on the envelope, there was also a seemingly weird and unusual symbol. Seeing this, he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart.
Then he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and recited a series of obscure incantations silently.
The next moment, the strange symbol on the envelope in his hand suddenly lit up. A series of small characters flew out from it, and disappeared into the forehead of the white-haired middle-aged man at an incredible speed.
The white-haired middle-aged man was startled at first, then his expression immediately changed, and he said to Liu Ming with a strange look on his face:
"It turns out that you are a descendant of the ancestor of Motian. Come in and tell us about it!"
Then he turned to one side and made a "please" gesture.
"Thank you, Master." Liu Ming was not polite. He stood up directly, cupped his hands towards the white-haired middle-aged man, then swung his body and flew towards the gate of the manor in a swagger.
The white-haired middle-aged man flipped it over with one hand and took out a communication array. After moving his lips a few times, he put the array away and flew towards the door.
In the manor, the first thing that catches the eye is a huge long square with rows of bluestone buildings on both sides. It looks a bit old, but it is quite elegant.
In the center of the square, there is a sculpture of a masked man in a robe, with his head slightly raised. The sharp eyes exposed are looking into the void in the distance, as if he wants to see through the sky with one glance...
Behind the statue is a rather magnificent large palace.
Liu Ming, led by the head of the Qing family, walked slowly along the square towards the palace.
"I have verified that this is the Devil's Order Talisman. According to the ancestral training of the Qing family, this order can only be activated by those who are the direct bloodline of the Devil's Heaven Ancestor. I think there is no need to say more about the rest." Qing said. Cong said expressionlessly.
Seeing what the head of the family said, the bald man's face relaxed slightly, as if he believed it, and then turned back to Liu Ming and nodded slightly.
The woman in green shirt glanced at the masked man aside and said nothing.
"Master, wait a minute! It is said that the ancestor of Motian was a master of Tongxuan in those days, and his illusion skills were even more extraordinary. Since you are a descendant of the ancestor of Motian, you must have obtained his true inheritance. Why don't you go down to the martial arts platform to compete with me? If you can beat me, Qingsongzi, in a match, I won’t have any objections. Otherwise, I think you should not talk nonsense about future generations, so as not to slander the great name of the ancestor of Motian." The masked man said unceremoniously. As he stood, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, and finally landed on Liu Ming.
"I also agree with Elder Qingsongzi's proposal. Our Demon Continent respects the strong, so we ask the family leader to make a decision." The woman in green shirt turned to Qing Cong and said.
When the bald man saw this, he didn't say much and looked at Liu Ming as well.
"That's fine, but I don't know what Liu Daoyou means?" Qing Cong turned to look at Liu Ming. Although his tone was inquiring, the underlying meaning was clear.
"Since Elder Qingsongzi is willing to give you advice, I will teach you your brilliant ideas." Liu Ming smiled faintly and agreed directly.
"Very good. It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. How about going to the martial arts arena now?" Qingsongzi said with a slight curl of the corners of his mouth when he saw Liu Ming agreeing without thinking.
Liu Ming naturally had no objection, and immediately walked out of the palace under the leadership of the head of the Qing family.
Not long after, a few people came to a corner of the manor, a rather wide open space, where stood a square platform that was more than two people high above the ground.
Around the platform, four clan disciples wearing blue robes were scattered in the four corners of the platform, each holding a formation flag in their hands.
In addition, there are many Qing family disciples who seem to have received the news in advance and are gathering here from all directions. In a short time, no less than hundreds of people have gathered.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, if it's too late to regret now, once you step into the martial arts arena, it will be too late to regret it." The man with blond hair glanced at Liu Ming and said.
"Elder Qingsongzi, please." Liu Ming acted as if he had not heard the words of the man with loose hair. He made an invitation gesture towards the ring and said with a smile.
The man with shaggy hair snorted coldly when he saw this. The evil spirit on his face flashed away, and his toes turned into a ray of blue light, and he jumped onto the martial arts platform.
Liu Ming's body flashed with black light, and he also appeared on the martial arts platform with a series of afterimages.
Seeing that Liu Ming and the man with loose hair had arrived, the Qing family disciples at the four corners of the platform began to mutter something, and their mana continued to flow into the objects in their hands.
In a moment, a piece of blue light flew out from all sides of the platform. After a burst of interweaving in mid-air, a giant blue light shield condensed and enveloped the entire arena.
"Qinggu, you will be the referee for this battle." Qing Cong glanced at the two people on the field and said calmly.
"yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the bald man appeared in mid-air, and then a loud bell-like voice came clearly into the ears of everyone present:
"According to the rules of the Qing family, there are no restrictions on the fighting stage. Unless one party takes the initiative to admit defeat, I will never stop it. I wonder if you two have anything else to say?" (To be continued.)