There was silence in the main hall.
No one believes their ears.
They also couldn't understand why Wu Sanjiu surrendered to the enemy.
It was as if a layer of frost had condensed on Xiao Ding's face.
He said something to the waiter beside him.
The waiter retired respectfully, and after a while, he brought over an extremely charming woman.
She said angrily: "Master, you are in such a hurry to find..."
Before she finished speaking, a huge force came from her, and her whole body flew towards Xiao Ding.
One hand was pressed directly on the top of the head.
The next moment, the woman's face was filled with pain, and her delicate body was shaking continuously.
There was a smell between the legs.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of anger flashed in Xiao Ding's eyes.
Bang.
This charming woman's head exploded, splashing red and white all over Elder Duan's face.
Elder Duan did not dare to move.
The headless body fell to the ground and twitched a few times.
This scene directly made many elders in the hall feel chilly in their hearts.
Xiao Ding took a deep breath.
"Damn it!"
"Eat me, drink me, use me! But you still betray me!"
"Damn it, damn it all!"
The roar echoed in the hall.
The terrifying Tao Yun impact seemed to overturn the hall.
Seeing the furious Xiao Ding, the elders trembled.
"Get out! Get out of here!"
The crowd immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
After leaving the main hall and returning to their respective halls or caves, they immediately sent their confidants out to inquire for information.
There are also people who secretly come towards Chaoyang Peak.
In less than three days, the Blood Demon Sect was "annihilated" in the Wangchuan Valley, and the news that Qian Lao's life or death was uncertain spread throughout Tiannan.
In an instant, Chaoyang Peak Nanbowan’s name spread throughout Tiannan.
…
Sanliu Town.
Ancestor Qingyang put down the wine cup in his hand and waved his hand.
The graceful female nuns, who were thinly dressed, retreated one after another.
"Is the news reliable?"
Qingchuan Sanren nodded, "My son buried the nail in the Blood Demon Sect and personally delivered the news."
"hiss--"
Ancestor Qingyang frowned into knots.
"Nine times out of ten, Nan Bo Wan is a member of the Tianshi Sect!"
"I didn't expect that this place where Tian Nanniao doesn't poop would actually attract people from the Tianzhi Sect."
Qingchuan Sanren asked in confusion: "But Tiannan is right under the nose of Taiyuan Sect. If the people of Tianzhi Sect come here, it is no different than sending them to death."
Ancestor Qingyang was also confused, "I can't figure it out either. Are you trying to test the bottom line of the Taiyuan Sect? Or is the Heavenly Corpse Sect a cover for him to pull off the tiger's skin?"
Qingchuan Sanren shook his head, completely unable to figure out the connection.
"However, no matter whether he is a member of the Tianshi Sect or not, we cannot offend him easily." Patriarch Qingyang sighed, "I asked people to spread the news that I had connections in Taiyuan Sect, and that was how I was shocked. He defeated the Blood Demon Sect and others and lived a peaceful life for a hundred years."
"Unexpectedly, the biggest enemy, the Blood Demon Sect, seems to be about to collapse the building."
Speaking of this, Patriarch Qingyang's lips curled into a smile.
The three people in Qingchuan were stunned, "Does father want to..."
Ancestor Qingyang chuckled, "It's better that you understand your father's thoughts and prepare generous gifts. We, father and son, will go to Chaoyang Peak!"
…
On the bright side of Tiannan, there are only four powerful Nascent Souls.
Ancestor Qingyang of Sanliu Town, Xiao Ding and Elder Qian of the Blood Demon Sect.
The remaining one has been in seclusion for five hundred years and does not care about worldly affairs and does not know whether he is dead or alive.
Therefore, generally speaking, Tiannan has the final say in the Blood Demon Sect.
But now, Elder Qian has entered the Bronze Ghost Gate, and his life or death is uncertain. The Blood Demon Sect has lost another third of its Golden Core cultivators, and its overall strength has been reduced by nearly half.
Ancestor Qingyang, who had been suppressed for hundreds of years, would naturally seize this opportunity.
Ancestor Qingyang took his son and flew towards Chaoyang Peak impatiently.
"Father, do you want to bring more people over?" Qingchuan Sanren was a little worried, "After all, Mr. Qian was tricked by that man named Nan. Although he is just a golden elixir, his methods are really evil."
Patriarch Qingyang shook his head, "We have no conflict of interest with him, and he has a deadly feud with the Blood Demon Sect. Cooperating with us is the best choice.
Moreover, your father is also a senior Nascent Soul power who has lived for nearly a thousand years. Even if he cannot defeat him, he will not be harmed by him. "
"But……"
Qingchuan Sanren wanted to persuade him again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Patriarch Qingyang, "Qingchuan, dad has lived for a thousand years, and he will never reach the realm of god transformation in this life. At most, he still has a lifespan of a decade. , once I die, how can you gain a foothold in Tiannan?"
The scattered people in Qingchuan were silent.
Ancestor Qingyang continued, "Few of my descendants are talented, but you are the only one who is expected to break through to the Nascent Soul realm, but...how many years do you think it will take?"
Qingchuan Sanren was silent for a moment, "At least a hundred years."
Ancestor Qingyang smiled helplessly, "Look, you can't become a strong Nascent Soul while I'm alive. When I die, you and your brothers and descendants will either be destroyed by the Blood Demon Sect. Either the whole family flees Tiannan."
"But now, the situation is different. We have the opportunity to destroy the Blood Demon Sect and get rid of this serious trouble.
Even if the Blood Demon Sect cannot be wiped out, if you have a good relationship with the demon Nan Bowan, you will have someone to rely on and win a glimmer of hope. "
Qingchuan Sanren's nose felt sour, "Father..."
Ancestor Qingyang waved his hand: "My old bones can still make some future for you and your family, but I will have to rely on you from now on."
As the father and son talked, they talked about Nan Bowan again.
"This guy's methods are ruthless. Even if he is not the Heavenly Corpse Sect, he must have studied under a major evil sect and befriended him. In the future, you may be able to follow him and join the sect behind him."
Qingchuan Sanren hesitated for a moment, "But Nanbowan is an evil heretic after all..."
Ancestor Qingyang shook his head, "What about the evil heretics? In recent years, the evil cultivators have become stronger and stronger. The entire East Continent has been disturbed and cannot be peaceful. Countless immortal sects and monks have died at the hands of evil spirits. Things will change sooner or later in Dongzhou, and when the time comes, it’s not certain who will win and who will lose.”
Qingchuan Sanren disagreed, but did not refute.
The battle between good and evil concerns the entire East Continent and is not something that small cultivators like them can influence.
If you fail to become an immortal, your lifespan will only last a hundred thousand years.
In wars that last for thousands or even ten thousand years, golden elixir monks like him are like a drop of water in the ocean, and can only rise and fall with the waves.
As for taking sides, they don’t even have the qualifications.
Listening to the old father's chatter, before he knew it, he had arrived in front of Chaoyang Peak.
"That devil is moody. When you see him later, you must be careful and don't offend him."
"I know, kid."
Ancestor Qingyang nodded, calmed down the tension in his heart, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Qingyang, Sanliu Town, come to visit fellow Taoist Nan."
After a moment, a figure flew over, it was Chu Zhongtian.
"My lord has been waiting for you for a long time. Ancestor Qingyang is here to invite you."
