Chapter 291: The Revenge of the Amethyst Gate Comes
A dark purple spiritual mist suddenly appeared in the first-level mountain range. The mist looked extremely strange, just like a huge monster moving rapidly, emitting a strong murderous intent.
On the spiritual mist, dozens of monks were standing, all of whom were purple-robed robes, with calm expressions and fluctuations of spiritual pressure on their bodies.
In front of these monks, there was a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back. His purple gold robe was running and breezes. His eyes looked forward, without sadness or anger, but only confusion.
In the middle-aged man’s side, three old men stood respectfully.
"The spirit-gathering beast of the sect master is really fast. In less than a day, he has seen the mountain gate of Qinglin Sect!" An old man on the left smiled respectfully.
"With the cultivation level of the seventh level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm of the Sect Master and the understanding of the soul-refining magic powers in the seventh level of the tower, this time I go to Qinglin Sect, I will definitely avenge the young master!" The other two old men also nodded quickly and quickly
Echoing, the words are filled with respect and flattery.
These people were cultivators from the Amethyst Sect. Originally, they shouldn't have delayed it for so long, but Meng Tianyun was in a critical period of practicing the magical powers of the tower, so he delayed it for a few days. After his breakthrough in cultivation, he was involved again
During the search for tokens and fragments, Li Qingshan and others' searches forced the Amethyst Sect to delay the time to go to Qinglin Sect again.
As the main sect, after dealing with everything outside and cooperating with Li Qingshan and others to search for the first-level sect, the Amethyst Sect immediately set out and embarked on the road of revenge to Qinglin Sect.
However, if Meng Tianyun knew about Li Qingshan and the other two who had encountered Qinglin Sect, he would probably turn around and go back immediately.
But unfortunately, how could Li Qingshan and others tell others about such a huge loss of face?
Hearing the respectful words of the three old men behind him, Meng Tianyun's expression did not change at all. He looked at the Qinglin Sect Mountains that were becoming clearer in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Feilang's death is his own fault, but my Amethyst Gate
The majesty of the main sect is not something that the Qinglin sect can shake. They must give me an explanation here!"
When the three old men heard this, they were a little excited, but soon they figured it out, but they were stunned. They looked at each other and didn't understand that Qinglin Sect, the weakest sect in this rank, faced the great development of the Amethyst Sect.
Invasion means no resistance at all. Even if it is destroyed, it is reasonable. Why do you need an explanation?
"Sect Master..." The old man was about to speak before, but the middle-aged man waved his hand.
"You don't understand. I'm afraid this Yunchuan Continent will not be calm anymore!"
The old man suddenly became silent and did not dare to answer the conversation rashly.
"The Qinglin Sect, which has always been low-key and mysterious, suddenly became high-profile. For a token and fragment, the seventh-level sect was surging, and this was not a good sign..." Meng Tianyun seemed to be talking to himself, every word
It's extremely difficult to say.
"Is the rumors about Qinglin Sect true?" an old man whispered.
"That's not a rumor. Ten thousand years ago, Qinglin Sect was the only sect in the Yunchuan Continent. Its profound foundation is not something you can imagine..."
"As for the token and fragments, they are ominous things. If you don't find these two items in a day, the catastrophe on Yunchuan Continent will not end..." Meng Tianyun raised his head and sighed at the sky.
"Didn't that mean that the token and fragment were stolen by Zhong Ziqing and Lin Zhenyuan and hid it?" Another old man mustered up the courage and said hesitantly.
"Don't underestimate the people of the fourth-level sect. They are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. If you can't see through this, you will not be qualified to survive there!" Meng Tianyun shook his head and smiled slightly.
The old man was slightly stunned, silent for a moment, and said curiously: "Can you?"
"If they really think that Lin Zhenyuan and Zhong Ziqing took the token and fragments, will the Ten Thousand Sword Sect still exist?" A light flashed in Meng Tianyun's eyes and he said softly: "The fourth-level sect is just taking this opportunity, I want to
Just reshuffle it, even the main sect competition in three months is probably the same!”
"This day, it's going to change..."
Hearing this, the three old men took a breath at the same time, their minds trembled, and a hint of worry appeared in each other's eyes.
"Zhong Ziqing and Lin Zhenyuan joined forces. Even if Luo Qicai from Wanpo Sect is defeated, she will not be able to escape with her superb poison attack magical power. Only a more powerful mysterious cultivator can do all this.
This person is meticulous and can leave no clues, and he successfully turns the contradiction to the Wanjian Sect. If this person is not an old monster who has lived for many years or a hero with a demon mind, it is really admirable!"
Meng Tianyun's eyes showed no hidden appreciation.
The three old men behind him were shocked to hear it, but they could not imagine it and could not fully understand Meng Tianyun's words.
Meng Tianyun seemed to feel the doubts of the three of them, smiled slightly, and explained: "Anyone who gets the token and fragments will probably run directly to the Lingyun Sect to seek protection, but this person did not, but hid it.
In this way, all sects below the seventh level will face an inevitable disaster and catastrophe. In order to get rid of this vortex, they must find an explanation and an explanation to the seventh level sect!"
After hearing this, the three old men had a glimmer of enlightenment. One of them swallowed a saliva and said in shock: "So, the existence of Wanjian Sect, the disappearance of Zhong Ziqing and Lin Zhenyuan became the seventh-level sect.
The best explanation for the door!”
"In this way, if I were a high-level master sect, I might have to do everything possible to help the mysterious monk erase all signs and not let them be exposed at all. In this way, in the end, the price will be paid by Wanjian Sect.
Just one sect!”
At this moment, the three old men looked at Meng Tianyun and had turned into complete awe!
They followed Meng Tianyun for many years, watching the latter grow from an unknown servile disciple to the head of the Amethyst Sect, and lead the Amethyst Sect from a weak sect to rise to the first-level main sect, even the second-level sect
In the sect, everyone knows the name Meng Tianyun.
Moreover, Meng Tianyun also received personal guidance from an old monster in the treasure trotter realm in the sixth-level sect and became his registered disciple!
Such opportunities and fortune, coupled with their gradually demonstrated talents and ambitions, made the three old men full of hope for the future of the Amethyst Sect.
At this moment, Meng Tianyun's dancing purple gold robe and his majestic back were towering in the eyes of the three of them like mountains.
The mountain gate of Qinglin Sect is getting clearer and clearer.
The monster condensed by purple mist suddenly stopped, Meng Tianyun on his back felt agitation and looked ahead.
In the sky, a snow-white cloud floated over, and the clouds emitted spiritual pressure that made him palpitations. In this spiritual pressure fluctuation, the monster condensed by the purple mist seemed to collapse, and actually made a low sound.
Roaring, but still dare not take a step forward.
This sudden scene immediately shocked dozens of Amethyst Sect disciples on the back of the Purple Misty Monster, and they all seemed to be facing a great enemy. The eyes of the Baiyun were filled with alertness.
Meng Tianyun waved his long sleeves, and a ball of purple light quickly penetrated into the body of the purple fog monster. The monster was shocked and the shaking mist condensed again.
All the disciples of the Amethyst Sect also instantly recovered from their shock. They were elite disciples of the Amethyst Sect and were trained by Meng Tianyun himself. In the face of the crisis, they could sacrifice themselves without hesitation, but they would never panic.
Survive and escape.
The three guardian elders behind Meng Tianyun looked solemn, staring at the snow-white clouds that were getting closer and closer in front of them.
Only Meng Tianyun's face did not change at all from beginning to end, and he quietly looked above the clouds.
Clouds filled the clouds, and in the blink of an eye, a snow-white figure slowly appeared above the clouds. The snow-white long hair, the snow-white veil, and the snow-white long skirt were elegant and calm.
At the moment when the figure of a fairy-like woman appeared, the clouds in the sky suddenly condensed together and gradually turned into a huge white crane.
The woman stood in a long dress on the white crane's back, looking at Meng Tianyun quietly, unable to see any emotional fluctuations, and there was no impurity in her clear eyes.
This gaze, this gaze, can calm any irritable person in an instant, as if he can't bear to destroy the sudden tranquility.
"Xia Qingyi!" Meng Tianyun still carried his hands on his back. Although he was surprised to see this woman in this rank of mountains, his expression still did not fluctuate.
"Xia Qingyi from the seventh-level Lingyun Sect!" Behind Meng Tianyun, the three old men's eyes shrank at the same time, slowly took a step forward, guarding Meng Tianyun with a horn, and looked at the woman opposite with a cautious expression.
Among all the monks in Yunchuan Continent, this woman has white hair.
"Qingyi has seen Brother Tianyun!" The woman's voice was like the sound of nature, neither correct nor rubbed.
"I dare not take this brother's name as a brother. Tianyun was just curious. How could you appear in this mountain range?" Meng Tianyun smiled slightly, and his eyes were shining.
"Even if Qingyi didn't say it, Brother Tianyun's mind had already guessed it!" Xia Qingyi didn't hurry and his eyes fell on the Qinglin Sect Mountains not far away.
"Although the answer is in my heart, I don't know why it is the first-level mountain range?" Meng Tianyun nodded, but his heart moved slightly.
Xia Qingyi did not answer directly, but looked at Meng Tianyun and asked softly: "The Amethyst Sect is so powerful, is the target of Qinglin Sect ahead?"
"That's right, could Xia Qingyi, who is not eating fireworks, want to resolve this disaster for Qinglin Sect today?" A purple light flashed in Meng Tianyun's eyes.
If this is true, he could only turn around and go back immediately. The ninth level of Xia Qingyi Tianfu Realm and the Lingyun Sect behind him were not small amethyst gates that could resist.
"Qingyi is waiting here to resolve a disaster, but it is not for Qinglin Sect, but for your Amethyst Sect!" Xia Qingyi shook her head gently, and Meng Tianyun couldn't help but frown when she said something.