Chapter 283 Xuanwu Clan

"It's fake again!"

This time Ye Qingshan was no longer calm, "It's over, my black turtle has cracked."

"My Qiankun Bag can't be used all the time." The Taoist looked ugly, as he was being tricked.

Capture failed!

Then, the sound of paper turning was heard in the room again. Several people went in and found that An Yingqiu was still reading.

Being watched by four eyes, An Yingqiu raised his head and said, "You are very annoying."

"You are cheating."

Ye Qingshan looked very unhappy, "I admire you for stealing the Taoist skills from my Xuanwu clan and practicing them so proficiently."

All the cards I prepared were deceived, and everyone was fooled.

"I have always been here, who lied to you?" An Yingqiu said.

"Since you knew there was a problem, why did you drink the medicine?" Ye Qingshan couldn't figure it out. Otherwise, he would not have identified the person in the room as a dummy at a glance and used all his cards against the paper man outside.

Who is so sick that he would take medicine?

"Did you let me drink it?" An Yingqiu looked at him with strange eyes, "This poison is not good, and the taste is average."

I'm crazy

Ye Qingshan didn't know what to say at all. He really started to think about whether there was something wrong with his brain. He ignored the serious matter and ran out to fight with the paper figures outside.

The few of them made eye contact, wondering whether to take action again. They were really afraid of being deceived. Who knows if this was also a fake, and the person was coming soon, so they couldn't wait too long.

"Why do you want to deal with me?" An Yingqiu held a communication bead in his hand, "Give me a reason to let you go."

Ye Qingtian looked at the bead, his eyes flashing. She said this, indicating that she didn't want to stop them from leaving, so he hurriedly stopped the others.

"Because I heard that you, the Divine Phoenix Clan, want to capture Nanxuan's disciples as bargaining chips. You feel disdainful for it, so you want to retaliate with others." He made up a random reason, and felt that this reason was okay.

"Is there such a thing?" She was surprised.

"Are you pretending to be confused, or do you really not know? I suggest you ask around later." Ye Qingtian sneered. As for how to confirm later, it doesn't matter to him.

"Okay, you can go, don't let this happen again. Whether you evil cultivators are dead or alive has nothing to do with me, and I don't want it to have anything to do with me."

She thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, if you meet him, please pass on a message to me. When you are desperate, you can come to me to ask for mercy."

The old Taoist smiled strangely, "This evil cultivator is about to be cornered. Can you please beg for mercy? May your life be safe?"

An Yingqiu looked at it carefully and said, "No."

"Why?"

"He has gone astray, but he has great potential. If the prodigal son comes back, he will be a good opponent in the future, but you don't."

The old Taoist was shocked and thoughtful. Did Tian Xie Sect Master have such a high evaluation in her mouth?

He became more and more interested in that duel.

"If we meet again in the future, we will still be enemies." The Taoist folded the pink sack and said, "Master Wangtian Peak, right? You really have something, I will remember you."

Several people left Wangtian Peak and quickly fled far away.

…

The second day of the confrontation is almost over.

The Li family is undergoing changes. Whether it is good or evil or neutral has gradually become clear.

Yun Zhong kept smiling. He had already made up his mind. Now it seems that less than eleven people are willing to follow Yun He.

After they deal with Nan Xuan and then drive out Yun He, the evil cultivator, there won't be much loss.

The only trouble is these crazy disciples. Most of them have direct bloodline. They cannot be allowed to leave, otherwise the Suzaku clan will be cut off.

I need to train and train him well in the future.

At this time, undercurrents were surging on the mainland.

An old man, who was also An Yingqiu's master, the Fire Protector, and a middle-aged man put away their golden and white divine phoenix wings and came to the outskirts of Zhongzhou.

This is a huge mountain village with terraced fields all over the place, and children and old people playing and cultivating.

Occasionally, you can see markets and white and yellowed street plaques.

There are scattered small sects on the mountain, but their cultivation level is no better than Jindan.

There is a huge bluestone on the mountain, with three unremarkable fonts visible:

Novice Village.

"This is it." said the Fire Protector.

"What kind of place is this?" The middle-aged man frowned, "The person who can help us kill Nan Xuan will be here? Is he living in seclusion?"

"Calm down, they are just like birds, they are extremely cautious and don't like to cause trouble. You never know how deep they are hiding.

If we don't come to invite them in person, they can pretend to be dead until the end of time, and even evil cultivators everywhere may not be able to disturb them. It can be said that they have no sense of responsibility.

I’ll call them out right now!”

Another person stamped his feet, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and the ground trembled.

Soon, a disciple came out of a small mountain gate nearby. He looked like he was only in the foundation-building realm. He said with a simple smile: "Three masters, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man said, "Let the chief of the Xuanwu clan come out and find something to do with him."

"I don't know the Xuanwu clan," the disciple said.

The fire protector took out a token and said, "Seal of the Patriarch, I came here to follow orders and hope to see the real person."

"There are no real people, only dummies."

The disciple looked at it, transformed into a paper man, and flew into the distance.

An old man in green clothes came out, and the paper figure flew down from his hand. He waved again, and the ground around him shook, and the power of the formation surged. A killing formation was exposed, and the energy was fierce.

The pastoral landscape atmosphere was gone, panic and murderous intentions were rising to the sky, one layer after another, and there were still seven or eight layers of killing formations vaguely outside the killing formations.

The middleman of the Divine Phoenix clan looked solemn, "Heaven-level killing array!"

"Don't panic, everyone, I'm just an old man guarding the Xuanwu clan. This is our clan's gatekeeping formation.

Please wait a moment, I will ask you for instructions." The old man in Qingyi said with a kind smile.

"You are a Dzogchen cultivator," said the Fire Protector.

The old Taoist in Qingyi was displeased, "Don't expose other people's strength casually. When you come to our Xuanwu clan, please follow the local customs."

A middle-aged man is ashamed and pretends to be a foundation-building disciple in the realm of Dzogchen. What is your hobby?

No wonder the dignified Xuanwu clan is called Xinshou Village.

…

Soon after.

In a fishing village near the sea, an old monk appeared.

"Three great masters are here, but I don't know what they are doing." said the old monk.

The guardian of the fire element said: "I want to see the clan leader. Now the world is about to collapse. I hope I can ask for your help."

The middle-aged man was looking around to find out, this is really a village.

"The patriarch is in retreat, so it's not convenient to meet him," the old monk said.

"What about the other clan elders who can wield power?"

"I don't know. It's hidden so deep that I haven't been able to find it for decades."

"..."

The Fire Guardian said: "I think you are similar to me in cultivation. I think you can also represent the Xuanwu Clan."

"No, I'm also in retreat."

After the old monk said this, he shook his body and turned into a paper man.

After a moment of silence, the fire protector suppressed his anger and his voice spread throughout the countryside, "Do you want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight? See that both my Divine Phoenix clan and the old demon Nanxuan are injured, and then reap the benefits?

The clan has asked me to tell you something, if you avoid fighting and take action in the future, don’t blame innocent people for being harmed!”

After a while, hearty laughter came and the old monk came out again.

But this time the momentum was stronger, and the green mist surged around him. Even the fire guardians in the Dzogchen realm couldn't help but squint their eyes. There is no doubt that this is the deity.

"Calm down."

The old monk stroked his beard and smiled, "You are so unreasonable. Today's battle was started by you, the Divine Phoenix Clan."

"Killing evil cultivators is the responsibility of the whole world. Why is this our responsibility? Have you forgotten the oath you made back then?" The Protector of the Fire Element showed no expression on his face.

"Of course not."
To be continued...