After calming down, Qingyun then raised his eyes and looked in front of him. The dull sky seemed to be depressed very low, and the thick dark clouds painted the entire sky as dark as ink. Occasionally, there were still edges between the two black clouds.
You can clearly see the arc of lightning jumping continuously within it, and then there is a "click" sound, and the ink-like sky is like a big lamp.
Looking around, the mountains are undulating, with undulating peaks stacked on top of each other and spreading out. The surroundings are dark and dim, and almost no one can be seen. It stands to reason that there are people living in each level of the temple.
There are many aborigines. And these aborigines are all monks. Whether they are cultivating immortals, demons, or demons, there are no mortals anyway.
The humid air seemed to be mixed with a faint smell of blood, which made Qingyun feel a little suffocated. After being surprised for a long time, he slowly said: "This is... the realm of summer?"
Lao Kun was also a little surprised, but he soon regained his composure and said slowly: "I originally thought that when I arrived in the so-called Summer Realm, I would feel a passion like fire, the sun was shining, and the mountains were green. Who could
I didn’t know it was like this.”
Qingyun exhaled a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said lightly: "Maybe we rushed at the wrong time." What Lao Kun just said was naturally his original thought and imagination. However, thinking of Xiaolong, Talie and the others were still in a state of confusion.
In the midst of danger, he could no longer think about these unimportant things, and immediately spread his consciousness to cover the entire seventh floor of the temple.
Soon, Qingyun caught the familiar aura of everyone. Luo Tiedun's family, as well as Canglong and his wife were all in an extremely secretive cave in the mountain, seemingly in retreat for healing. Xiaolong and Talie were in the northwest of the seventh floor.
Fang kept running away with his back towards the cave in the mountain. It seemed that he wanted to lure the pursuers behind him away from the cave in the mountain.
There are five pursuers not far behind Xiaolong and Talie, and they are chasing after them. And Xiaolong's cultivation Qingyun can finally sense it now, which is equivalent to the late stage of the Tribulation. Talie
They have already advanced to the eighth-level spiritual beast, which is equivalent to the early stage of transcending the tribulation. It seems that with their inherited memories, the speed at which they improve their cultivation can only be described as 'terrifying'.
But the five people who are chasing behind them seem to have higher cultivation levels. Three of them are in the late stage of tribulation or even close to the Great Perfection, and the other two are actually one is a Mahayana monk who has survived all the tribulations, and the other is comparable to
A strong man at the level of the Three Tribulation Loose Demons. No wonder Xiao Long, a member of the Dragon Royal Family, and Talie of the Winged Wolf Clan were being chased in such an embarrassing manner.
Qingyun was about to use teleportation, but Lao Kun suddenly grabbed him and said: "Qingyun, don't be busy yet! Let me carefully feel the specific cultivation level of that Mahayana monk!" After Lao Kun said this, his consciousness immediately dispersed.
After a moment, Lao Kun said with a smile: "This person should be a Mahayana monk who has just passed through the B-level catastrophe. His cultivation level is equivalent to that of a loose immortal of six tribulations, which is quite remarkable. These two people can just let you try what you are doing now."
What state of cultivation is he in? I won’t take action.”
Qingyun nodded, and then the two of them performed the teleportation technique at the same time...
To the northwest, two young men were running hurriedly. One of them had long golden hair, which looked extremely eye-catching in the dim sky. The other young man had black hair and a cold face. His face was as sharp as a knife.
Above, full of perseverance.
"Third brother, continue holding the incense stick for half a minute before we can imagine our true form again. It's still a little early!" The young man with long blond hair said to the cold young man beside him.
The cold young man nodded and said firmly: "Second brother, I heard that the eldest brother has entered the temple. I believe he will join us soon."
"Hmph, this stinky brother hasn't come to us for more than two hundred years. When we meet, we must make him look good. Oh, no, that bastard Chenwang is going to shoot the 'Wind Cone' again. Damn it, if not
If I was seriously injured by their sneak attack, it would be strange if I did not tear them apart in my own body." The young man with long blond hair hurriedly shouted, and he immediately pulled the young man with black hair and changed direction.
"Puff" was heard twice. After dodging countless gray cones, the two young men were still stabbed by two of them. However, the two young men gritted their teeth and did not make any sound, which shows their perseverance.
Strong.
"Second brother, we can't go on like this. The speed of this 'wind cone' is too fast. We should change back to our original form." The cold-haired young man looked back at the overwhelming rain of gray cones behind him and said eagerly.
"Damn, it's so frustrating. Okay, change back to your original form, and even if you try hard to get hit hard again, I will still let them have a good drink by inheriting the dragon clan's secret technique!" The handsome young man with long blond hair gritted his teeth and said in anger.
said.
The two of them were about to transform into their original bodies, and they were going to fight to the death, but the cold-haired young man suddenly said in surprise: "Second brother, look!"
The blond young man was startled and looked back. He couldn't help but be stunned. He saw that the countless sharp cones that were originally flying towards them seemed to have hit an invisible wall at this moment, and were all blocked in the middle.
Countless crisp sounds of "ding ding ding" sounded, and the gray cones like heavy rain all hit a transparent 'air wall'. Then two figures emerged silently, it was Qingyun and Lao Kun.
"Big...brother!" The moment Qingyun appeared, the blond young man and the ruthless black-haired young man felt something at the same time, shouted excitedly, and flew towards Qingyun together.
"Xiaolong, Talie!" Qingyun really missed them after not seeing each other for two hundred years. The three brothers hugged each other tightly, excited and excited!
However, before the three brothers could say anything more, the five people who were constantly chasing behind them had already arrived in an instant.
"Lao Kun, my two brothers are asking you to help them heal their injuries." Qingyun looked serious and said seriously.
"Haha, why are you so polite? Isn't your brother my brother?" Lao Kun laughed and felt extremely happy to have two more brothers. Although he was the oldest, he had formed an equal contract with Qingyun.
, so they are called brothers of the same kind.
Qingyun looked at Lao Kun and the other three with a look of reassurance and watching from the side, and proudly faced the five people who had just chased after them!
The leading Mahayana monk, who was equivalent to the Six Tribulations Loose Immortal, saw that two people suddenly appeared out of thin air, and he didn't notice it beforehand. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked. He used his spiritual sense to carefully examine the two people who suddenly appeared.
People's cultivation, but once again I was surprised to find that he couldn't see through it at all.
"Who are you? I advise you not to interfere in the affairs of our temple administrators in rewarding good and punishing evil!" the Mahayana monk said coldly with ice-like eyes.
"Temple manager? Reward the good and punish the evil?" Qingyun smiled sarcastically, with disdain in his eyes, and said lightly: "They are just a group of selfish villains who seek power for personal gain. You dare to say with conscience that you have done something for the temple?
Have you contributed anything? Yep, you don’t even have a conscience, and I’m too lazy to talk nonsense with you. If you are willing, I can wait for you to sign up one by one.”
"You are looking for death!" Before the Mahayana monk could say anything, a young man in a red short shirt behind him shouted angrily and rushed towards Qingyun fiercely.
"Wan Zhi, don't be reckless!" The Mahayana monk was startled, but before he could finish his words, the young man in a short shirt named Wan Zhi had already slapped Qing Yun heavily with his palms.