Chapter 1237: Sect Master Qingxuan Exits
The first thousand two hundred and thirty-eight chapters Qingxuan Sect Master exits
"Go, go to the hall to see, the star wheel mirror is just the beginning of the way to martial arts, don't be proud." Liang Yuan said softly.
"Yes, Master."
The youth turned around and strode towards the palace.
"Wait."
Liang Yuan suddenly stopped the young man.
"Master?" After a few steps, the young man stopped and turned his head in doubt, "Master, what else do you want?"
"I ask you, Zhuo Bufan killed your brother Luo Shaozhou, do you hate him?" Liang Yuan said with a strained face.
This young man is no one else, but Luo Danhua, a disciple of Qinglong Wuguan.
Hearing Liang Yuan's words, Luo Danhua was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I am not his opponent, besides, my brother is wrong first, how can I hate Zhuo Bufan."
Seeing that Luo Danhua's face was calm and his tone indifferent, Liang Yuan's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said, "That's good, you go to practice first."
"Yes, Master." Luo Danhua turned his head and strode towards the palace.
Seeing Luo Danhua's back, Liang Yuan frowned tightly. If Luo Danhua said he hated Zhuo Bufan, perhaps he would not be angry, but Luo Danhua actually said he did not hate Zhuo Bufan. This kind of city is too deep, narrow-minded, and future achievements. ……limited.
"Unfortunately, with such a good talent, if Zhuo Bufan falls, you will naturally not hate him. If he is not dead, you should not provoke him." Liang Yuan said to himself.
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Qinglong Wuguan.
In the summit hall, two figures stand in midair.
"The master, it has been a month, Zhuo Bufan hasn't come out yet." A brawny man with a bald head stood respectfully in midair and slowly said.
"Well, go and inform Zhuo Bufan's family and his wife." Fang Tangjing said lightly.
The brawny bald man was about to turn around and leave, Fang Tangjing said again: "I'm not sure about his life or death for the time being."
"I understand." The bald man nodded, then turned into a stream of light and left.
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Fire state.
Amidst the undulating mountains and forests, a group of people sat among the weeds, like a rock motionless.
"Yin!"
Suddenly, a voice that seemed to exist and seemed to be non-existent sounded in this quiet mountain forest.
In front of the crowd, two silver-haired old men suddenly opened their eyes, and two groups of brilliant lights burst out of their eyes, "The chief of the clan is out!"
With a cry, everyone'woke up' at the same time and flew to the sky one after another, their eyes tightly looking ahead.
Three kilometers in front of everyone, there is a cliff, and a few old pine trees with curved branches grow hard from the cracks in the rock. The whole mountain is about one thousand meters high, and a silver-white horse hangs like a picture. On the mountain wall.
Wow~
The torrent was surging, and the waterfall, which was about a hundred meters long, fell from the cliff. The white foam splashed, the torrent poured back, and the jade beads fell.
Under this silver waterfall, an old man with a hairpin and long silver hair is sitting quietly on the top of a huge bluestone. The bluestone is about fifty meters wide and 100 meters high. .
The old man seemed to be one with the bluestone. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find an old man sitting on the bluestone.
Yin!
Yin!
There seemed to be a mad dragon roaring in the old man standing on the bluestone, and there was a faint sound of dragon chanting.
When he opened his eyes, the old man's eyes were as calm as water and extremely clear, as if there were vicissitudes of life hidden in the eyes, giving people an ancient and eternal breath.
"Innately transformed into the Dragon Realm, trapped me for thirty years, and finally broke through."
The old man muttered to himself and slowly stood up.
As he stood up, the silver waterfall behind it that looked like a horse suddenly rumbling noises, and it started to flow backwards, faintly seeing a flying dragon hidden in the waterfall, making the sound of dragon chanting.
"Sect Master broke through."
Far away, three kilometers away.
When the group of people standing in mid-air saw this scene, they all showed excitement.
Whoosh whoosh!
Dozens of silhouettes cut through the sky immediately, and appeared in front of the wide waterfall in an instant, bowing respectfully and saluting.
"Respectfully welcome Sect Master to exit!"
Everyone said in unison, and the sound shook everywhere.
Sect Master Qingxuan raised his head and glanced at them, nodding slightly, "Where is Zhuo Bufan's head?"
A silver-haired old man took a step and said: "Reporting to the Sect Master, the guard Liu who was sent out has been killed by Zhuo Bufan, and the other two disciples were also seriously injured, so they managed to escape back."
"Ok?"
Sect Master Qingxuan frowned slightly, and an uncontrollable breath of pressure gushed out of his body, which made everyone standing in mid-air tremble, as if an ant facing a giant elephant, only the one standing in the front The two elders were barely able to withstand the powerful pressure.
"Sect Master, based on our intelligence, it seems that Zhuo Bufan has gone to the West. There must be an opportunity. I am afraid that his strength has already broken through the innate."
A silver-haired old man said while struggling to resist the invisible pressure.
"Oh, innate realm, it grows really fast, but even so, it's easy for me to kill him." Sect Master Qingxuan put his hands behind his back, said lightly, with an unmatched confidence and aura from that tone.
After all, Sect Master Qingxuan stretched out his palm, and the wide waterfall behind him instantly floated, forming a water dragon about more than a thousand meters long. The whole body was covered with dense scales, and the abdomen extended four claws. The dragon head was vivid and hovering in the air. Among.
Since that day, the dark clouds gathered together, and the electric snakes ran through them. The sun was shining in other places. Only this dark cloud covered the sky and the sun. This situation looked quite weird.
"Yin!"
The domineering water dragon hovered and issued a dragon chant, then rushed into the dark clouds, flashing thunder and lightning.
Sect Master Qingxuan flipped his palm, and the water dragon burst open, turning into a pouring rain and falling down.
Everyone propped up the aura shield to block the falling raindrops.
Turn your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain!
"It's so extraordinary. He broke through the innate realm in a short time. There must be a treasure on his body. I have to meet him in person." Sect Master Qingxuan snorted and suddenly turned into a blue streamer and flew toward the south.
The others followed immediately.
Zhuo Bufan defeated Qingxuan and Qingzong a year ago. Those two were the sons of Qingxuan Sect Master, but Qingxuan Sect Master didn't mind losing his two sons. For the cultivator, in that long life, Can create countless heirs, and family blood ties are extremely indifferent to monks.
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Tianmei Group, a building composed of tempered glass, reflects a gentle luster in the spring sunshine.
In the hall.
"Sir, wait a moment, I'll call Mr. Ye." The girl at the reception desk said politely, but looking at the sturdy man in front of her, staring at a bald man with eight scars. A little scared.
"Mr. Ye, there is a gentleman who wants to see you. He said he is a friend of Mr. Zhuo. Okay, I understand."
"Sir, please come with me!"
The girl at the reception desk hung up the phone and led the bald man towards the president’s elevator, "I will take you to Mr. Ye's office."
