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Being ridiculed by Black Mountain Old Devil, Yan Chixia's face instantly flushed and paled, looking indescribably wonderful. Seeing this, Xiao Yue felt that it was funny. Black Mountain Old Devil, who was initially said to have been nailed to the ground by Yan Chixia, was now powerless to retaliate against him? Righteous path, is this the f * cking right path? It was chaos, at this moment Xiao Yun finally realized that his Cultivation had been thrown into complete disorder!

"Old Monster, do you think that I really am unable to do anything to you?" Yan Chixia suddenly raised her head and stared at the Black Mountain Old Devil in front of him.

"Hehe, junior, this should be the funniest joke that I have heard in Ancestor for the past three thousand years! What ability do you have to deal with the Ancestor? "Haha …" Black Mountain Old Devil obviously did not believe Yan Chixia's words. Even if it was just a tiny clone of him back then, Yan Chixia would still have to rely on scheming to kill it. Now that the Black Mountain Old Devil herself was here, even if it was Chang Mei who had reincarnated, the Black Mountain Old Devil would not be afraid!

"Purple, Blue, Double, Sword!" Yan Chixia's face was solemn, she spat out every word!

"You dare?" Hearing Yan Chixia's words, the Black Mountain Old Devil's face suddenly changed.

no longer needed to answer Black Mountain Old Devil's question. At this moment, the two mountains in front of the golden peak of Emei suddenly split apart. A purple and a green flood dragon soared into the sky. In mid-air, the dragon's roar shook the heavens. In the next moment, the pair of Flood Dragons had already swept across the horizon and turned into two rainbow beams, landing in Yan Chixia's hands.

"Old Monster, do you still dare to say that poverty-stricken people is unable to do anything to you?" Now that Yan Chixia and the Azure-purple swords were in her hands, she was naturally no longer afraid of the Black Mountain Old Devil.

Black Mountain Old Devil's face froze, she still wanted to say a few more words. It's just that the Old Monster had been suppressed for three thousand years, so the Demon Sealing Pagoda was able to completely isolate the external spiritual energy from entering. The three thousand years of consumption, was clearly just an empty shell in the face of a strong, weak, and weak exterior. Of course, a skinny camel was still bigger than a horse. If it was just against Yan Chixia, it wouldn't be a problem. But with the Azure-purple swords …

Three thousand years ago, the Black Mountain Old Devil relied on his valiant cultivation to wreak havoc, and in the end, angered one of the three great warriors of the Western Sect, the Pushan Bodhisattva. However, the Black Mountain Old Devil was extremely tyrannical, even with her abilities, she could not kill it, and could only imprison it within the Demon Sealing Pagoda. Even though the Black Mountain Old Devil three thousand years later was still as arrogant and proud as ever, she was no longer the incomparably arrogant great demon from back then. Old Monster looked at the flashing cyan purple treasured sword again and his heart immediately skipped a beat, "Junior, Ancestor will let you off today! In the future, when all of Ancestor's cultivation is restored, I will definitely uproot and uproot your entire sect! "

Before the Old Monster even finished speaking, she suddenly urged the black cloud under her feet to rush to the southwest! But just as he was about to move, Yan Chixia bellowed out from behind him: You want to run? Old Monster, you stay behind for me! " With a huge burst of light, the pair of Azure-purple swords s shot out, and a purple and a green rainbow rushed towards the center of Black Mountain Old Devil's back!

"Junior, you've gone too far!" The black cloud paused for a moment before the ferocity in the Black Mountain Old Devil's eyes increased explosively. The Old Monster waved her hand, and a blood red palm appeared in the air, "Pa!" In that moment, the unbreakable Azure-purple swords was caught by the blood hand condensed by the Old Monster!

"The Immeasurable Empyrean …" Am I seeing things, Dao Lord? The Innate Qi Capture can actually hold the Azure-purple swords! " This move of the Black Mountain Old Devil's could not be any clearer. It was precisely the ability he was the most proud of right now, "Innate Qi Capture". Just by giving divine rod a hundred times more guts, Xiao Yu definitely would not dare imagine what would happen if he tried to capture a Azure-purple swords with his bare hands! One must know, this was the most prized treasure of the old Taoist Chang Mei!

However, the blood-red hand only held onto the Azure-purple swords for a moment before being twisted by the two swords. The blood-red hand was instantly twisted into a bloody mist. The reason for this unforeseen event was obviously because the Old Monster's vitality was greatly depleted and was not enough to support the "Innate Qi Capture".

However, after the blood palm was sliced into pieces, the Old Monster did not get angry and instead laughed, "Haha, so it turns out that Chang Mei's child's Azure-purple swords is also so mediocre! "Yan Chixia, I'll be leaving now. If you have the ability, come find me at Ye Mang Shan's place!" Before the voice finished echoing in the sky, Old Monster's figure had already turned into a streak of black light and disappeared into the horizon.

Silence. At this moment, the entire golden roof of Emei was filled with a terrifying silence!

After an unknown period of time, bearded man Yan Chixia casually called back her Azure-purple swords, and then she fell from the sky. However, without waiting for Mount Shu's present Sect Leader Li Chundao to greet him, Yan Chixia suddenly waved her hand, "This old Daoist does not wish to speak anymore, and does not wish to meet any outsiders. Li Chundao, after seeing this group of junior off, come see me at the Sect Leader Hall! "

It was only when Yan Chixia floated away did Li Chundao finally let out a heavy sigh. "Fellow Daoists, I believe you have all seen today's matter. With the reappearance of the Black Mountain Old Devil Monster, the great calamity of the Cultivation would probably happen very soon. Forget it, everyone heard what Martial Ancestor Yan said. With poverty-stricken people by his side, it would be inconvenient for him to entertain all of you. Please forgive my rudeness! "

Although Li Chundao's words were polite, but the meaning behind it was clear: Everyone present were all the white jades and pillars of the current Cultivation. If it was before, the Qingcheng Sect would have at least broken out in rage on the spot. But now that the Mount Shu had just acquired a Azure-purple swords and a Old Monster like Yan Chixia, who should not have been here for a long time, appeared, who would still dare to offend the Mount Shu?

Watching the great sects leave one by one, Xiao Jin suddenly felt his shoulders sink. "divine rod lifted his head to look, it was the Qingcheng that was patting him. Xiao Xiao Yu, is today's farce interesting? "

Even though Xiao Yue did not understand the meaning of this shorty, it was obvious that Mount Shu and Qingcheng were at odds. These words from Zhu Yun were naturally taunting the Mount Shu without a doubt. " Hehe, this is interesting indeed. I never thought that a dignified Mount Shu Faction, even the founder Yan Chixia would come out, and still not be able to defeat a single Black Mountain Old Devil! "

Dwarf Zhu Yun curled his lips, "Yan Chixia? Hmph hmph, is he even worthy to fight Black Mountain Old Devil? If not for the existence of the Azure-purple swords left behind by Ancestor Chang Mei … " After saying that, Zhu Yun suddenly burst out in curses: "Damn, this old Taoist doesn't understand, why did the seven ancestor masters of Qingcheng Sect give the Azure-purple swords to Qi Jinchuan!"

Hearing this short man curse, Xiao Yue was immediately overjoyed. As for the seven Patriarchs mentioned by the dwarf, they were naturally the founder of the Qingcheng Sect, the Qingcheng s of the past.

"Xiao Xiao Yu, with your cultivation, being a rogue cultivator is truly a pity. If you don't mind, why don't you join our Qingcheng Sect? " After talking for a long time, Zhu Yun finally revealed his true intentions.

It had to be known that although Xiao Ren's aurine stage cultivation wasn't very high, he could still be considered half an expert. In addition to the discord between Mount Shu and Qingcheng, there had been a lot of talented people in Mount Shu in recent years. If they could recruit this young expert, it might not be impossible for Qingcheng to suppress Mount Shu in a hundred years. On the way here, what did you think was the Dwarf Zhu Yun selling the map to Xiao Yun again and again?

However, after hearing Zhu Yun's words, Xiao Yue couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. "poverty-stricken people was originally a rogue cultivator, it's naturally good to be able to join. However, when poverty-stricken people saw that Spiritual Master Qingsong did not seem to like poverty-stricken people very much, I am afraid … " At this point, Xiao Yan could not help but smile bitterly.

"My senior brother?" Dwarf Zhu Yun had a weird expression, and only after half a day did he hear the short man laugh, "That senior brother of mine has always been a dull person. Not to mention you, when everything's alright, my senior brother won't even say a word to us! "" You … .