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Chapter 352 Ruan Shan's Shock

Qingyun looked at the skinny old man in front of him, and couldn't help but secretly thought: "Does this person look familiar?" He tried his best to think about it in his mind, and finally remembered who this person was. He used the "divine electric gun" in the division competition.

After severely injuring Wu He, an old man suddenly flew out from the inner sect and quickly healed Wu He's injuries. At the same time, he glared coldly at himself. Isn't the old man who suddenly flew out the same skinny man in front of him?

As soon as the skinny old man appeared, the disciples guarding the door immediately saluted respectfully and shouted in unison: "I have met Elder Ruan Shan." The skinny old man named Ruan Shan ignored the salutes of these disciples and stared closely at Qingyun.

His face was vaguely familiar to him when he looked at Qingyun. However, after Qingyun passed the tribulation, his long silver hair had strangely turned into black and white, so Elder Ruan Shan did not recognize Qingyun for a moment.

Qingyun thought that the skinny old man Ruan Shan in front of him was probably the one who must be punished, so he did not want to waste time here and said calmly: "Elder, now more than 80% of the areas in Xingming Continent are controlled by the Huntian Sect. According to the

If this continues, this continent will be completely occupied sooner or later. Do you think it is necessary for me to sneak into the Fengling Sect and become a 'spy' if I am a member of the Huntian Sect?"

Ruan Shan was snatched away by Qingyun, and the muscles on his face twitched faintly. He had to admit that what Qingyun said was the truth. Now the Xingming Continent is indeed in danger, if not for the Purple Star Empire, under the leadership of the Huntian Sect, who wanted to conquer the continent

Yanshan, Fengling Sect and several other major sects may have been destroyed long ago.

After hundreds of years of war, the Fengling Sect has been severely weakened, and many of Ruan Shan's elite disciples have also perished. In the face of the powerful offensive of the Hun Tian Sect, many disciples who were not firm in their stance have defected, so Ruan Shan

He has never had a good face. Now, a young man in white robe suddenly came and said that he was a disciple of the Ningfeng branch, which made him still a little unbelievable. It was too late for others to hide, but this young man in white robe actually came to the door and said that he was

Are you a disciple of Fengling Sect?

Ruan Shan was about to continue asking something when several strange screams suddenly came from the sky, and all the Fengling Sect disciples present could not help but change their expressions. "Elder Ruan Shan, people from the Huntian Sect are attacking again, what should we do?

"A disciple asked in fear.

Ruan Shan, who was in the early stage of Hedao, saw all the disciples with panic on their faces, and couldn't help but feel furious: "What should I do? Please guard the main gate with all your strength."

"Haha, old Ruan Shan, you have been very lucky in the past few hundred years, and you want your disciples to die this time?" After a sinister smile, a young man with a bloody spirit and dozens of monks quickly left from

Falling down from mid-air. This young man is arrogant and arrogant.

Qingyun could see at a glance that this young man was in the middle stage of Hedao. No wonder Ruan Shan would be so arrogant when facing the early stage of Hedao. Before the furious Ruan Shan could say anything, Qingyun stared coldly at the young man filled with blood and asked.

: "Are you from the Huntian Sect?"

Hearing the sound, the bloody young man turned to look at Qingyun and Lao Kun. Although he couldn't see through Qingyun and Lao Kun's cultivation, he had fought countless battles with the Fengling Sect over the past hundreds of years, so he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the Fengling Sect.

An amazingly strong man, even if the great elder in the tribulation period comes out, it will be easy for him to escape.

"Nonsense, I am a disciple of the Huntian Sect, the first sect that rules this continent now! You have not grown up..."

There was a loud "boom", and before the bloody young man could finish his words, a black flame suddenly appeared and enveloped him, and then turned him into a ball of nothingness. With one move, the monk in the middle stage of Hedao was both physically and mentally.

It was destroyed, not even the dregs were left.

The dozens of monks who followed the bloody young man were stunned for a moment, and then they realized they wanted to escape. However, Qingyun just waved his hand, and a prison of flames soared into the sky to trap all these monks. Qingyun did not kill him, but

He said to the disciples of the Feng Ling Sect who had the same frightened expressions on their faces: "You must have been oppressed by the Hun Tian Sect these years and it must have been uncomfortable? Now, I will give you a chance to vent your anger. I will leave these people to your disposal.

"

"Thank you...senior!" One of the young disciples hesitated for a moment, then walked out first, imagined a long sword and flew into the flame prison to start the massacre. The hatred accumulated over the years was too deep,

It was so satisfying to be able to kill people from the Huntian Sect who were higher in cultivation than them without any scruples.

With the first person taking the lead, the disciples behind immediately swarmed up. In less than a few dozen breaths, as bursts of screams came, all the dozens of Huntian Sect disciples were wiped out. Ruan Shan watched in shock.

Looking at Qingyun, he realized how polite the young man in white robe had been to him before!

"Elder Ruan Shan, now you should no longer doubt that I am a member of the Huntian Sect!" Qingyun still said calmly. Elder Ruan Shan was a little embarrassed, but after the strong wind and turmoil, he still controlled his emotions very well, and soon

He told one of the disciples: "Go and notify Elder Lin Jin quickly!"

"I was offended before!" Ruan Shan said calmly, but he couldn't calm down in his heart. He could kill a cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao with one move. If the young man in white robe wanted to kill himself, it would be just a matter of raising his hand.

Qingyun smiled faintly and revealed it. Soon, he saw a familiar figure appearing at the main gate of Fengling Sect. "Master!" Qingyun immediately shouted respectfully.

"Qingyun? Is it really you?" The person who came was none other than Lin Jin. When he first saw Qingyun, he was stunned for a moment. However, he soon recognized that he was his only disciple. He excitedly stepped forward and patted Qingyun.

Shoulders, very pleased.

"Qingyun, Fu Qingyun?" Elder Ruan Shan, who was watching from the side, heard Lin Jin calling the young man in white robe Qingyun, and immediately thought of Fu Qingyun who severely injured his beloved disciple Wu He.

"How is it possible? At that time, he had not even completed the Nascent Soul. How could he have cultivated to such a terrifying level in just over 800 years?" Elder Ruan Shan couldn't calm down even more. He couldn't believe that he was deprived of that person back then.

A young monk with only a small qualification, he now possesses the powerful power to destroy a monk in the Hedao stage with just a wave of his hand!

The funny thing is that he, Elder Ruan Shan, has always been worried about this. Back then, the great elder originally promised that the top three disciples would help them enter the wild temple. Who knew that after finding out about the white-robed young man in front of him, Fu Qingyun, everyone would

The elder canceled his original promise, and in the end all three disciples failed to enter the temple. Instead, they heard that Fu Qingyun finally entered the temple!

Ruan Shan was unwilling to accept that the genius disciple he had cultivated with all his heart was overshadowed by this young man in white robes! He thought that Wu He, who had reached the spirit deficiency stage, would definitely surpass the white-haired young boy back then, but now, everything in front of him

He was already shocked beyond measure. What else could he do besides being unwilling?


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