Watch Out! Danger Ahead

The Daoist leader was very majestic. Under this rebuke, the green-robed Daoist with a beard was a little unconvinced, but he did not speak any more nonsense.

"Brother, be careful." On the other side of the Dao Master, another Taoist holding a sword reminded him.

Mr. Xuanmiao in the distance was smiling, but after dealing with each other for many years, it was clear that the parliament elder from the Eastern Qin clan was a sweetheart.

"We are the people of the sky."

As soon as Qing Dao opened his mouth, everyone's eyes fell between Song Qingxiao and Tianyimen.

In fact, all the great clans of Tianwaitian have their own characteristics.

Through the copper coin sword that Fu Xiu gave him that day, Song Qingxiao had already recognized the powers of the Tianyi Gate.

The shadows of the souls in the sword are the people of Yiqing and others at this time.

From the perspective of Yiqing's momentum and cultivation base, I am afraid that the position in Tianyimen is not low.

Fu Xiu's copper coin sword can make the elders of the clan a soul, which shows that his identity is not simple.

She recognized the people of the Tianyimen, but deliberately broke their identities in public, just to split the heavenly clan that besieged her.

Although today there are many ills and bad luck, but before the last moment, Song Qingxiao naturally has to make more plans for himself.

After the long speech fell off, Song Qingxiao stared at him for a long while.

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

The green-robed Taoist with a beard held back for a long time. Seeing this, he finally couldn't help it. He poked his head out from behind Yiqing and asked loudly:

"Who is your father!"

"..."

Once Qing Daochang's cold and solemn face split for a moment, he held the sword in his arms and berated the younger brother to shut up but it was too late.

Because of this Taoist priest's words, everyone instantly thought about the joint chapter.

Shi Qiuwu's suspicious gaze turned around the Taoist priests and Song Qingxiao. Song Qing frowned, turning a blind eye to the looks of Shi Qiuwu and others.

"What's the matter with you looking for us?"

"A few years ago, when I entered the sacred prison, I met a Taoist friend." Song Qingxiao's words quickly brought back the topic of the two-faced Hu Daoist.

When the people at Tianyimen heard this, their expressions dimmed slightly, and even the Taoist priest who poked his head out to ask ‘Father’ was stunned, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Because of an accident, this person failed the mission and was trapped in the trial. It is difficult to come back again."

Song Qingxiao looked at it, his expression faint:

"Before leaving, he asked me to tell the elders of Tianyimen, saying that he was an unscrupulous descendant who had been living in the sacred prison and could not return to the martial arts. He hoped to use my pretext to inform the elders of the clan that he is still alive, and hope that the elders should not worry or miss him. "

As soon as her words fell, the expressions of all the people in the sky changed.

"Brother!"

The two-bearded Qingpao Taoist changed his expression of excitement, his expression condensed, and he turned his head and took a clear look.

"Don't worry."

Beside him, another serious Taoist priest glanced at the youngest brother in a soothing manner, and said:

"It's just empty words, how can you believe her?"

What's more, she is besieged by the family at this moment, and it is difficult to fly with wings.

According to the data investigated by the Tianwaitian Budo Research Institute, this woman has soared into the sky by virtue of her mortal status and relied on divine prison trials. She stepped into the gate of practice and reached this level in just a few decades. , It is conceivable that she is extraordinary in terms of talent, xinxing, and wisdom.

What she said at this moment might just be a lie, and escaped by using Tianyimen.

With the comfort of this cold-faced Taoist priest, the Taoist priest with a beard gradually calmed down.

Yiqing, as the ruler of the Tianyi Gate, even though his mood fluctuated slightly the moment he heard the whereabouts of the children in the clan, he quickly calmed down.

"I don't know who is the gatekeeper of the Tianyi Gate that Miss Song met?" There was a cold light in his eyes, like a falcon, with extraordinary sharpness, staring at Song Qingxiao firmly, as if he wanted to follow her. In her look, she found evidence of her lying.

"He claims to be Fuxiu..."

"What!" The one who lost his attitude this time was the majestic and solemn Taoist leader.

Before Song Qing had finished speaking, he had already yelled, anxious and worried in his eyes, like a parent who has lost a child.

"Brother——"

At this moment, the cold Taoist priest holding the sword couldn't calm down either:

"Fu Xiu did disappear a few years ago, but the soul and life card is still there."

Since his disappearance, Tianyimen has sent a doorman to search for his whereabouts and confirm that he is no longer in this star field.

People in the clan also wondered if he stayed in the trial and failed to come back.

However, this kind of conjecture has not been verified, which makes the people of Tianyimen particularly uneasy.

To live to see people, to die to see corpses.

In just a few years, even if Tianyimen had the ability to reach the sky, it would not be able to achieve these two points at all.

"Fu Xiu is your blood, brother, if this little girl surnamed Song really knows his whereabouts, we will owe her favor."

As soon as I heard Fu Xiu's name, I felt hot in my head and almost acted impulsively.

At this moment, after listening to the words of Junior Brother, he gradually calmed down again.

"Do you have proof of what you said?" His eyes were burning, implied coercion.

Everyone who talked about Tianyimen, as he said this, they all calmed down one after another.

If Song Qingxiao can't show evidence, she can't tell the truth from the fake by just speaking in one mouth.

"My brother is right."

The two-bearded Taoist priest also said:

"Fu Xiu is of my senior brother's blood. He has disappeared in recent years, and Tianyimen has not concealed it."

After discovering that Song Qingxiao had found Tianyimen but not for his father, he quickly regained his composure:

"You said he stayed in the **** prison, ask you to take a word, but how do we know if you killed him and left him in the **** prison?"

Having said this, the expressions of the Taoist priests changed, and they all grasped the long swords in their arms.

Shi Qiuwu sensed that the situation was not right, and slowly released his aura.

"When I say this, there is naturally evidence."

Song Qing was not in a hurry, and he was relieved when he heard that Fu Xiu had a clear blood.

She did not expect that Taoist priests had such an extraordinary background, and her commitment to keep her promises would forge such a good fate for her today!

When she said this, she let out her aura and shouted:

"Number four, come out!"

Among the crowd, a red-faced big man shrank his head, as if wishing to hide his figure and make himself disappear in place.

He lowered his head and said silently between his lips opened and closed:

"Can't see me-can't see me-can't see me-see..."

Before the words fell, I heard Song Qingxiao yelling.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible air machine locked him in, making him invisible and forced to leave the queue.

"..." During the trial of the pure heart that day, the number four man who was in the same team as Song Qingxiao was crying and was ‘pulled’ out by her.

"Why bother, why bother..."

Shi Clan's gaze fell on him, and No. 4 felt pressure like a mountain in an instant.

The familiar feeling of being oppressed is here again!

During the trial that day, he couldn't resist Song Qingxiao's arrangement. He originally thought that after the trial, the mountains were high and the world was so big, the two might be hard to meet again.

Unexpectedly, and within two years of effort, the two met again without telling them, that she was still called out by her under such a situation.

No. 4's eyes turned sharply, thinking about how to get away.

Song Qingxiao was encircled and suppressed by the eight great clans and martial arts research institutes. The possibility of getting out today is surprisingly small. If she gets involved with her, I'm afraid the result will be bad.

But what shocked him most was the progress of Song Qing's small strength.

A few years ago, he had personally seen her break through to the peak of the distracting realm during the trial, but in just a few years, she had already crossed the two realms and broke through to the void realm.

Although the two people used to be far apart, they are now even more different.

There was a bit of bitterness in No. 4's mouth, but a smile was still squeezed out:

"long time no see."

Song Qingxiao Ke, no matter what he thought, pointed to the number four and said to the person at the gate of the sky:

"We tried the same day, and Number Four was also inside, which can prove what I said."

A dark light flashed in her eyes, and her conversation turned:

"After the trial was over, I didn't show up for the time being because of my low strength and troubles." Song Qing Xiaolang said:

"It wasn't until half a year ago that I came to the Tianyi Gate, ready to inform it."

This world respects the strong and speaks by strength.

Fu Xiu was left in the sacred prison, it is difficult to guarantee that people who are in the same door will not have doubts in their hearts.

When her strength is weak, she has no strength to protect herself. If the people in the sky turn around, she will be in danger.

There is nothing wrong with such words, and now she has found out the evidence again, and the gaze of the Taoist leader once cleared, and fell on the body of No.4.

No. 4 reveals the spiritual power of the fire element. From the perspective of his cultivation, he has not broken through the middle level of the realm of distraction.

Calculating that when Talisman entered the trial, he was just in the realm of distraction, and it was correct to calculate according to cultivation.

What made everyone's heart tense was Song Qingxiao's cultivation base advanced!

God Prison has its own set of established rules, and the distance between each other will not appear to be the terrible difference between the sky and the earth, at most within one state.

In other words, when Song Qingxiao entered the God Prison with Fu Xiu and others, he was at most the elementary level of He Dao realm.

Calculated according to her true strength, she would not be too far away from the people in the top and pinnacle of the Distraction Realm.

But now it hasn't been many years, but she has already broken through the realm of void, and the people who tried with her in the same field are far behind by her.

"What she said is correct?"

The Daoist Commander Yiqing asked No. 4, and the secret method had been used in his voice, causing No. 4 to sweat instantly.

"It's better to let me ask questions."

Mr. Xuanmiao interjected at this moment, and looked at Number Four with a gentle but unobjectionable attitude:

"A gentleman should say something, not to say something, just tell the truth."

Under the power of Confucianism, the sweaty No.4 could not help but follow the way:

"We are indeed in the same trial, but we are hostile to Fu Xiu, and the mission is completely opposite..."

Under the influence of the secret law of ‘say something, don’t say something’, No. 4 involuntarily concealed some circumstances, and cleverly suppressed the subsequent cooperation between the two parties.

The person at Tianyimen looked a little wrong, and the body of No. 4 trembled severely:

"...At the last moment, I fainted, so I don't know if Fu Xiu asked her to talk about this."

As soon as his voice fell, Mr. Xuanmiao smiled slightly.

As soon as the sensation of being caught by someone loosened, the Confucian secret magic curse dissipated, and No. 4 fell to the ground with a ‘plop’, sweating like rain, and couldn’t say a word.

But no one laughed at him.

Under the pressure of Song Qingxiao, Mr. Xuanmiao, and the three-way Void Realm powerhouse of the Tianyimen Gate, it is difficult for a monk in the Distracting Realm on the 4th to persevere.

The situation was a little bad for Song Qingxiao, and Shi Qiuwu frowned.

The eyes of the people at Tianyimen were not good, and Mr. Xuanmiao raised the corners of his mouth.

Song Qingxiao didn't panic, as if he hadn't noticed the influence of No. 4's words on her.

"The Confucian power of the Eastern Qin family is indeed extraordinary."

Song Qing smiled and glanced at Mr. Xuanmiao:

"But only relying on witnesses, naturally cannot fully prove what I said."

When she said this, she turned her palm over—

A small copper sword appeared in her palm, carrying the unique aura of Taoism:

"But I still have physical evidence!"

"Brother! It's Fu Xiu's Seven Star Sword!"

Behind them, the two Taoist priests finally couldn't hold back, and they spoke loudly.

There was their aura in the sword, and the moment the copper coin sword appeared, all the Taoist priests had their eyes bright.

Several Taoist priests in Tsing Yi took a step forward involuntarily and released their spiritual knowledge to investigate.

While they were talking, the figure of Daochang Yiqing flashed, and the person had disappeared in place.

Song Qingxiao only felt a breath flicking from her palm, and the copper coin sword in that palm had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the Daoist Chief Yiqing had returned to his original position, as if it was just a phantom, and he hadn't moved.

In his hand was the small copper coin sword that Song Qingxiao had taken out earlier, with a complex and excited expression on his face.

The soul breath belonging to Fu Xiu on the copper coin sword has been erased, and the sword body is not damaged, obviously it was not forcibly erased by Song Qingxiao.

His complexion eased, and he stroked the sword with extreme care, as if he sensed the aura of his own blood remaining on the sword.

There was a trace of sadness, reluctance, and pity on the face of this stern Taoist priest, and then a flick of his fingertips--

A drop of blood flew from his finger ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and fell into the coin sword.

The sword body quickly absorbed his blood, and then the light was bright.

The copper coin sword'boom' turned into seven copper coins and scattered, according to different directions, a Big Dipper array was formed.

An aura flashed within the array, revealing an image of a bald Taoist in embarrassment.

"Fu Xiu!"

Behind Yiqing, the two Taoist priests in Qingpao saw the familiar appearance of the younger generation, and saw that his robes were broken and his heart was bloody.

The person in charge of the Tianyi Gate blocked the two juniors with his arm in the void, and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the phantom, and knew that everything in front of him was like flowers in the water and the moon in the dream. The moment he approached, he shrank back again.

"My name is Fu Xiu!"

The embarrassed Taoist hand swiftly gestured on the sword, and there seemed to be a sense of sadness in the hearts of the people in Tianyimen, as if they knew that the fellow at this time was desperate and was writing the "last words".