The Molong Sect Master's face darkened, and he used the ferocious Black Light Flying Sword and went straight to kill Gu Qing!
A powerful coercion almost overwhelmed the Wu clan members in the early and middle stages of recuperation, and even the ferrets were trembling a little. However, the cold and ruthless ice rock beast and the fierce red fire green tail leopard, who were not afraid of death,
Ignoring this pressure, they all fought bravely to be first.
Gu Qing felt the trembling body of the demonic dragon under his feet. At the same time, he had high hopes for the Bingdie and Shuifu scrolls. He did not take out the precious life-saving jade slips, but frantically injected mana into the ancient scrolls in an attempt to resist.
In an instant, the ancient painting scroll exuded a vast aura, blocking the ferocious black light flying sword several feet away from the scroll, making it stagnant in mid-air and unable to move forward.
At this moment, the ice butterfly on Gu Qing's shoulder flapped its wings slightly. Wherever the ice wind passed, the black light flying sword seemed to be covered with a layer of ice edges, freezing into an ice sword. Then under the vast power of the ancient painting scroll
Turned into ice shards and dissipated immediately!
The leader of Molong vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler. It turned out that this sword was sacrificed by his blood. The broken sword caused severe damage to his mind. The injuries were added to the injuries, making him even weaker.
Compared with the injury, Gu Qing held the scroll and looked calm and calm, which frightened him even more!
"What he sacrificed must be a scroll-type magic weapon that is in the middle stage of condensation or above! The astonishing aura it exudes is unfathomable! This sect master is by no means his opponent. He must quickly return to the cave where a large number of forbidden formations are deployed. Perhaps
There is still some resistance."
The leader of the Molong Sect secretly thought in his heart, and without hesitation retreated into the light curtain of the seventh-order formation flag, and gave an order to the monks of the Molong Sect: "Delay him for this sect leader! As long as you can delay him, count as long as you can."
After saying that, the leader of the Molong Sect wrapped up the battle flag, turned it into a rainbow, and fled towards the north slope of Longze Mountain with all his strength.
The monks of the Molong Sect watched helplessly as the sect master fought with this "second-level body-building" moon-white satin robe monk. The seventh-order black light flying sword that the sect master was so proud of was shattered in an instant. Even the sect master himself was shocked.
They rolled up their formation flags and fled in a hurry! These Molong Sect monks were so afraid of Gu Qing's strength that they didn't dare to attack him. Instead, they dispersed and fled with the light of their swords, wishing they could stay as far away from Gu Qing as possible.
The Wu clan members cheered for joy, worshiping Gu Qing standing on the demon dragon's head like a god! Their eyes were filled with fanatical worship!
"Senior Gu! You are a real person and don't show your face!"
"Haha, everyone in the Molong Sect has fled! Senior Ancient, should we take the opportunity to chase up the mountain and destroy their Taoist altar? Uproot the Molong Sect!
"If we had known that Senior Gu's cultivation was so powerful and much stronger than that of the Molong Sect Master, why would we have to go to the mountain stream every day? We should have fought with them long ago!"
Gu Qing said coldly: "That's enough! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. If you want to survive, come with me!"
Obviously, they all regarded Gu Qing as an old elixir-condensing monster who was even more powerful than Molong Sect Master. Gu Qing was not disgusted by this and simply kept pretending. In this way, he owned ancient painting scrolls and many spiritual beasts.
Everything becomes natural and no one will doubt it.
Gu Qing didn't wait for them to react, put away all the spiritual beasts, rode the demon dragon, and rushed out of the sky.
All the members of the Wu clan were stunned. They didn’t know what kind of medicine Senior Ancient was selling in the gourd, and they looked at a loss: “What? Senior Ancient doesn’t want to eradicate the Molong Sect? Doesn’t the Master of the Molong Sect still have a powerful back-up plan?”
The female cultivator in green clothes shouted: "Quickly go! Follow the ancient senior! Are you staying here to wait for death?"
Everyone realized that only by following the footsteps of their ancient predecessors could they save their lives, and they all hurriedly chased their patron saint with their swords.
Gu Qing stood on the edge of Daze, waiting for the moonlight to turn to the north of Longze Mountain. He turned back and looked coldly at the Wu clan members who were following in droves. He put on the airs of senior Ningdan and stood proudly, silently.
It made everyone afraid to take a breath.
Gu Qing took another look at the top of Longze Mountain. No one turned back to chase him, which made him feel a little relieved. In fact, Gu Qing's hands were sweating.
The female cultivator in green clothes stood respectfully behind Gu Qing, and said with a bitter face: "These days, I have been neglecting my senior a lot, and I asked my senior to refine a lot of elixirs. I am really ashamed! I hope your senior can forgive me.
We are guilty of blindness."
Gu Qing waved his hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter! The moonlight is about to turn to the back mountain. You all take the water-avoiding pill and follow me across the river!"
When the moonlight turned to the back mountain, all the seventh-level evil dragons worshiping and refining demon pills in Daze were leaving one by one.
Gu Qing immediately used the water concealment technique and was the first to sneak into Daze.
The Wu clan followed without hesitation. Shui Yin, Shui Yin, swallowed the water-avoiding elixir given to them by Gu Qing without the narcissus fate, and dived across the dark waters of Daze.
While Gu Qing was galloping under the water, he faintly noticed the auras of many monks coming towards him, and even passed each other.
However, none of them showed their heads out of the water. They just lowered their heads and went their separate ways. Gu Qing secretly sighed in his heart: "Many monks took advantage of this moment of the moon-gazing night to rush to Longze Mountain to practice. I don't know who among them is."
How many monks will be planted with black ink seeds by the Molong Sect and become puppets?"
When Gu Qing came ashore, the bank of the river was very empty, leaving many fresh footprints clearly visible in the mud on the bank.
The Wu clan members came ashore one after another, bowing respectfully to the figure in Gu Qingyue's white satin gown.
Until then, the moon shadow turned over the Beishan Mountain and filled the swamp again. The evil dragon in the swamp returned month by month. Even if the leader of the Molong Sect wanted to pursue him again, it would be impossible and he could only wait until next month to watch the moon.
night.
The female cultivator in green clothes followed Gu Qing's gaze and looked at the countless footprints on the bank of Daze, sighing: "We relied on the power of our ancient predecessors to escape the disaster and were not stopped by the Molong Sect. And these
The monks who have been trained in Xinlongze Mountain may not have the same luck as us!"
The Wu clan members nodded one after another and asked boldly: "I wonder where you are going, senior? Our Wu clan is only a few hundred miles away from here. I kindly ask you to move to our village. The master of the family will treat you as a reward!"
"Yes! Senior can come to our Wu family and stay for a few days. It is a blessing for our clan."
They originally planned to invite Gu Qing, a master of alchemy and a high-level pharmacist, to be the guest of the clan. Now they dare not have such extravagant expectations, but they still hope that an expert like Gu Qing can visit the Wu family. Maybe the head of the family will not hesitate to
It’s a valuable treasure, try your best to keep it.
Gu Qing was somewhat unnatural to be complimented by this group of cultivators who were higher than him, but he still had to pretend, and said calmly: "No need. You guys give me a rubbing."
Maps and jade slips near the city, especially the location of Qianhuanmen."
The female cultivator in green clothes quickly nodded her head, followed the instructions with all her heart, and held it up with both hands.
Gu Qing picked up the jade slip of the map, glanced at it with his consciousness, nodded, and said calmly: "Well, very good! You are not allowed to talk about my affairs to anyone! Do you understand? Even if the elders of your clan ask
Now, let’s just say that I met a wandering cultivator in the mountains, do you understand?”
Everyone's expressions changed, and they understood that this was the silence order issued by the ancient senior, and they all said: "Follow the order! We will never dare to reveal the whereabouts of the senior, and we are willing to swear by the inner demons!"
Gu Qing nodded with satisfaction: "That's all, you all go back to the Wu family, I will go too!"
Gu Qing left as soon as he said it, and took a picture of the fifth-level demon dragon, which flew up and disappeared into the vast night.
The Wu clan members were all dumbfounded and watched their ancient predecessors go away in a daze.
"Fifth sister, who do you think this senior is? From his tone, it seems that he is going to Qianhuanmen! I wonder if he is going to seek out the bad luck of Qianhuanmen? Or is he passing by to visit a friend?"
The female cultivator in green clothes waved her hand and said cautiously: "How could I know? The ancient senior's cultivation is unfathomable, but he treats us juniors very kindly. He is really an expert! Since the ancient senior is not allowed to reveal his
We all keep our whereabouts in our stomachs, and no one is allowed to talk about it, otherwise once the ancient seniors find out about it, I am afraid it will cause great trouble to the family!"
The people of the Wu clan were shocked, and they believed that it was easy for a senior master who had to flee even when he saw the leader of the Molong Sect to wipe out a local Immortal Cultivation Family.
At this moment, Gu Qing was riding the demon dragon towards the Qianhuan Gate in the southeast. He looked back and saw that no sword light was coming, and he was even more determined. Gu Qing simply sat cross-legged on the head of the dragon facing the wind and meditated.
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After the demon dragon flew more than a thousand miles, Gu Qing exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly opened his eyes, and saw in the dark night, the faint light of the mountain guarding formation, which seemed real and illusory, shining with strange brilliance.
Gu Qing pressed down the dragon's head, blessed his body with wind protection in the wilderness, and used the wind control technique to move quickly.
His goal is not to break into the Thousand Illusion Sect without permission, but to report the news! Gu Qing is nominally giving his teammate Meng Yan a last-minute explanation, but in fact it is to make life difficult for the leader of the Molong Sect and his men!
Gu Qing was wandering outside the Qianhuan Sect's mountain-protecting formation, and finally spotted several Qianhuan Sect Anding disciples who were going down the mountain together. Gu Qing's figure flashed and blocked their way.
The disciples of Qianhuan Sect were frightened by Gu Qing's spiritual pressure. They almost stumbled and said in shock: "Ah? Where did you come from? This is the realm of Qianhuan Sect. What do you want to do!"
When Gu Qing saw them turning around and running towards the mountain-protecting formation, he activated his wind control skills and blocked their way again. He coughed and said coldly: "Stop! Don't panic. I'm here to report the news. No.
It will hurt you little cultivators like Anding."
Several disciples of the Qianhuan Sect looked at each other in shock. After witnessing the incredible movement skills of this senior, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They nodded repeatedly like chickens pecking at rice: "I see, senior, if you have anything to do, just give me the order."
!But do you want to see the sect master? We will go and report it right away."
"No need!" Gu Qing said simply, and threw out another jade plaque for them to look at carefully: "This is your Aunt Meng Yan's jade plaque. Go back and tell your uncle, uncle, and sect master.
, let’s just say that on Longze Mountain, the Molong Sect founded by an injured Ningdan old monster was recently established. Most of those who entered the Longze Mountain were planted with black seeds by the Molong Sect and became puppets. Your Meng Yan
Senior Sister, she was killed in a battle with the demonized Zhang Qiuyun. Before she died, she asked me to come and report her. Her last words were contained in her jade tablet and she was given to the Master of the Qianhuan Sect."