On the second day, countless people from the world gathered at the top of Qinglong Mountain. Everyone gathered around a huge square altar. The middle altar was about one foot high, and there were four stone stairs leading to the bottom of the altar. The altars were all made of blue rocks.
They are piled up, dozens of feet in diameter.
There is an old man in brown clothes sitting on a chair under the altar. This old man has flowing white hair and a slender expression. Except for this old man, everyone around the altar is standing. These people all have solemn faces and endless piety.
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This old man in brown clothes is Yin Qingyun, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, and the people around him are all members of the Qinglong Gang. Today is the biggest annual sacrificial ceremony of the Qinglong Gang, and almost all the important figures in the gang are present.
Yin Qingyun stood up and looked around for a moment. His body flew into the air and soon reached the altar. All the people in the Qinglong Gang around the altar were extremely shocked. It was rumored that the gang leader Yin Qingyun was an immortal master, but it has never been confirmed.
I thought it was finally confirmed with my own eyes today.
"Everyone, today is the annual grand ceremony of our Qinglong Gang. According to the old rules, one person's life will be sacrificed to heaven today. A few days ago, the leader of the sea altar captured Feng Youxi of the Feng family. This person is Feng, the head of the Feng family.
Youdao's younger brother, the Feng family has always been against our Qinglong Gang, today we will kill Feng Youxi to worship the Qinglong God of our Qinglong Gang, so as to protect our Qinglong Gang from being the only one in the new year!" Yin Qingyun
The powerful voice resounded on the top of Qinglong Mountain and could not be dispersed for a long time.
"Only I am the only one, only I am the only one..." After hearing Yin Qingyun's words, all the members of the Qinglong Gang below the altar seemed to be greatly encouraged, and they shouted one after another, and the faces of every member of the Qinglong Gang were filled with joy.
fanaticism.
"Bring Feng Youxi up." Yin Qingyun's voice suddenly echoed through the mountain top, mixed with an extraordinary force, suppressing the voices of the crowd below the altar, and the place below immediately became quiet.
A big man in black with a steel knife in his hand led a middle-aged man slowly up the stone staircase to the altar. This middle-aged man was Feng Youdao's younger brother Feng Youxi. Feng Youxi had a smile on his face.
With a stubborn expression, no fear at all, and a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth, Feng Youxi glared at Yin Qingyun.
An astonishing coercion emanated from Yin Qingyun. Feng Youxi's complexion changed. He suddenly became unsteady and fell to his knees. An imperceptible wave of true energy and spiritual thoughts emanated from Yin Qingyun.
Youxi bowed to Yin Qingyun uncontrollably.
Although Feng Youxi already knew that Yin Qingyun was an immortal master, he also knew before he was captured that his brother was going to invite three immortal masters and planned to besiege Qinglong Mountain today, so he had no fear before. But at this time
Under Yin Qingyun's pressure, Feng Youxi could not control his movements at all and could only let others manipulate him.
"The gang leader's power is invincible, his power is invincible..." Countless high-pitched voices came from under the altar. People in the Qinglong Gang didn't know that Yin Qingyun controlled Feng Youxi with his consciousness and spiritual power. They just thought that Feng Youxi was being controlled by Yin Qingyun.
Yin Qingyun was impressed by his momentum, so he cheered.
"Gang leader, it's not good. The Feng family is using all its strength to attack Qinglong Mountain." While everyone was in a frenzy, a panicked voice came from the outside. Everyone looked back and saw a disciple of the Qinglong Gang.
His whole body was stained with blood, and he was still shouting with all his strength.
"How many people from the Feng family have come in total?" Yin Qingyun asked without seeming to be shocked at all by the news.
"There are more than a thousand people. The three leaders seem to be immortal masters. Most of the gang members guarding the mountain were killed by these three people. They came up right away." At this point, the Qinglong Gang disciple who was covered in blood fainted. The altar
There was a commotion immediately below. Unexpectedly, the Feng family could invite immortal masters, and there were three of them. No wonder they dared to attack the mountain during the Qinglong Gang's sacrificial ceremony.
"Don't panic, everyone, go immediately to meet the enemy under the leadership of the altar leaders." Yin Qingyun's voice seemed to have a magical power, causing all the people in the Qinglong Gang to immediately put their panic thoughts behind, and everyone immediately formed their formations in an orderly manner.
Heading down the mountain, Yin Qingyun was flying above everyone.
Not long after the disciples of the Qinglong Gang marched down the mountain, they encountered a member of the Feng family. The leader of the Feng family was a middle-aged Confucian scholar. This man had a cold face and endless murderous intent. He was the member of the Feng family.
He lives in Fengyou Road, and on both sides of him are the three cultivators who conspired in the attic yesterday. The two forces stopped and looked at each other at a distance of tens of feet. After all, there was no order from the leaders of both sides.
Neither force dared to launch an attack rashly.
Yin Qingyun landed in front of the Qinglong Gang, pointed his finger at Feng Youdao, and roared: "Fengyou Dao, this gang leader thought that you had lost your ambition. It turned out that you invited three immortal cultivators. Do you think that with their help?
What can the three juniors do to me?"
"Hey, do you think you can do whatever you want in Lanzhou with your peak level in the late stage of Foundation Establishment?" The middle-aged man next to Feng Youdao who was at the peak level in the mid-stage Foundation Establishment raised his eyebrows and replied without fear.
"Just the three of you, two at the initial level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and you, a cultivator at the peak level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, can defeat me? What a joke!" Yin Qingyun said coldly.
The three cultivators opposite were about to say something when their expressions suddenly changed slightly. The four cultivators, including Yin Qingyun, all looked up in unison. They saw a person speeding through the air in the distance to the side. This person was a man.
A young man in white clothes was holding a gourd at his feet. From the fluctuations in spiritual power, he could tell that it was a top-grade flying magic weapon, and that the person who came was none other than Feng Fan.
Feng Fan quickly flew to the intersection of everyone, landed slowly, put away the gourd, and scanned both sides unscrupulously.
"I wonder why this fellow Taoist came to this muddy water?" The middle-aged man next to Feng Fan, who was at the peak level of the middle stage of foundation establishment, couldn't help but ask.
"Who is Yin Qingyun, the leader of the Qinglong Gang?" Feng Fan did not answer the middle-aged man's question. Instead, he turned to Yin Qingyun, who was at the peak level of the late Foundation Establishment, and asked with a cold expression. Because he knew that Yin Qingyun was an old man,
He is also a cultivator, and among the four cultivators present, only Yin Qingyun fits the characteristics of the leader of the Qinglong Gang, so Feng Fan cast his cold eyes on this person.
"I am Yin Qingyun. I don't know whether this fellow Taoist is an enemy or a friend. Please tell me his name." Although his heart was slightly moved, he felt that Feng Fan was only at the peak level of the middle stage of foundation construction. Yin Qingyun did not panic at all, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
asked.
"I wonder if you know a girl named A-Feng?" Feng Fan's face darkened, and he asked with a cold and murderous intent suddenly emerging from his body.
"Hey, this girl has been taken as a concubine by me. I wonder what she has to do with fellow Taoist monks?" Yin Qingyun said with a sinister smile on his face.
"A dignified cultivator actually took a common girl as a concubine. Today I am here to kill you, then destroy the Qinglong Gang, and bring justice to the people of Lanzhou." Cold words burst out from Feng Fan's mouth.
All the surrounding Qinglong Gang disciples felt a chill in their hearts.
"Boy, don't be arrogant. You dare to come here and act wild because of your peak level in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. In that case, I will give you a ride today." Yin Qingyun said with an angry smile.
"Do you dare to follow me to a secluded place and fight alone?" Feng Fan asked with flashing eyes. He could have directly used the violent ghost to kill Yin Qingyun and some important figures in the Qinglong Gang, but things suddenly changed
, I didn’t expect that another force would appear in front of me, and there were three cultivators among them.
Feng Fan has no grievances against these three people, and will not take the initiative to kill these three people. If he uses ruthless ghosts, the cultivation world will definitely know the secret of his bloodbath of the Qin family. And since the opposite force has invited cultivation
, must be inextricably linked to the world of cultivation.
Therefore, in order to keep the secret, after using the ruthless ghost, everyone in the opposing force must be killed. Feng Fan could not do such a bloody thing, so he proposed that Yin Qingyun and him leave the battle alone.
"Hehe, boy, you think I am a three-year-old child. If you set up an ambush outside, I will die inexplicably." Yin Qingyun sneered and replied with a sneer, patting the storage bag on his waist and holding a handle.
The small sword shot towards Feng Fan with a cold light. Feng Fan's mind moved, and a silver light shield appeared around his body. With a "chi" sound, the small sword was blocked by the light shield. Yin Qingyun pointed at the small sword continuously, and the small sword
With a buzzing sound, he quickly attacked the light shield in front of Feng Fan's body. The light shield became dimmed under the countless attacks of the small sword.
Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and a talisman appeared in his hand. With the influx of true energy, the talisman turned into a long sword. At this time, the silver light shield finally collapsed under the attack of Yin Qingyun's small sword.
Feng Fan retreated quickly, raised his right hand at the same time, and the long sword shot out, slamming into the small sword that was flying quickly.
With a "clang" sound, the small sword's attack stopped, and the light emitted from it suddenly dimmed a bit. The long sword continued to move forward without stopping, while the small sword retreated step by step.
Discovering that the mad influx of true energy in his body into the small sword could not stop the opponent's magical talisman from turning into a long sword, Yin Qingyun's expression changed slightly. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a talisman flew out. When the talisman stopped at Yin Qingyun's
In an instant, it turned into a small yellow shield in front of him. After Yin Qingyun's true energy poured in, the small shield surged.
The retreating small sword hit the yellow shield, and the shield immediately shrunk a few points. At this moment, Yin Qingyun opened the true energy barrier. Even so, the true energy fluctuations transmitted from the yellow shield also made Yin Qingyun feel a wave of pain.
Qi and blood surged.
Yin Qingyun was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that he could barely block the blow from his peak-level opponent in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment with the help of a top-quality magic weapon, a shield made of spiritual talismans, and a true energy barrier. It seemed that his opponent was extremely powerful.