Faced with Master's question, Ning Ping'an did not answer, but said to himself: "It seems that Xiaobai's matter is much more serious than I thought. We just found a clue and were surrounded by many people. After all, What kind of force can send out three Half-Saints and two Sub-Saints at once?"
"I'm also curious about when the Yin Yang Family developed to this extent. When the two sub-sages fought with me, I could feel the abundant Yin and Yang Qi in their bodies. What they used was the Yin and Yang magic of the Yin Yang Family. , although I killed them, I was still injured by the last spell they released."
The master frowned, obviously very confused about this matter.
"The three people I fought against are also from the Yin Yang family, but their background is insufficient. Although they are in the semi-saint realm, their foundation is not solid. They only have one semi-saint Dao fruit. The feeling they give me is It's like someone forcibly raised his cultivation level." Ning Ping'an analyzed.
"It seems that this matter is more complicated than we thought. It is not just the First Master's Palace who wants to harm Xiaobai and his son." Ning Ping'an continued.
Hearing this, the master murmured in his heart, "Is this really related to Ci Song's mother?"
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At the same time, Cai Qi was in the building.
Ci Song only felt that he was plunged into darkness, but soon his consciousness became clearer, and he could feel a strong breath pouring into his body.
"Is this a mirage?"
He once sensed the breath of the mirage on the top of the tea mountain, and he almost indulged in it at that time. This time, Ci Song did not panic when faced with the breath of the mirage again.
When his consciousness returned again and he opened his eyes, he found that he was standing on an ancient land. This was a sandy land, with ancient runes filling the sky and the earth. The sun hung high in the sky, but the radiance The light emitted is not dazzling, but gives people a warm and comfortable feeling.
This is a land covered with sand and rocks. There are broken walls and ruins everywhere on the ground. Huge stone pillars have been standing here for who knows how many years. They are covered with vicissitudes and cracks, and runes are flowing.
"Is this Fenglinzhou?"
Ci Song looked around, looking at the floating runes and the bright sun, and he had determined his location in his heart.
He looked up to the sky, where there was a land shrouded by auspicious clouds, which exuded a terrifying pressure, as if something was gestating.
Ci Song turned his head, and what he saw was a huge ravine, which exuded a strong evil spirit. Thunderbolts wandered in the ravine, hitting the ground from time to time, causing bursts of roaring sounds.
"This should be the Heaven's Punishment Canyon. According to the records of Fenglin Continent, my location should be in the south of Fenglin Continent. It is still some distance away from the Immortal Mansion and Daojun Pavilion in the center."
"It seems we need to cross this gully."
Ci Song thought to himself, then took a deep breath, pulled out the Shuihan Sword, and was ready to deal with any strong enemies that might appear.
When the war between heaven and man begins, everyone will be randomly teleported to various parts of Fenglin Continent, so the chance of encountering students from different schools will be very high, so Ci Song becomes very cautious at this moment.
As soon as he took a step forward, a burst of melodious piano music suddenly sounded from all directions. In an instant, the world was filled with rich talent, and the strings of piano notes converged into streams of light, whizzing toward his body from all directions.
These streams of light exuded the unique talent mark of the Juren realm, and contained terrifying power, shooting towards Ci Song like arrows.
Facing the attack of these condensed streams of music and music, Ci Song did not panic at all. He raised his hand and waved his sword, and the energy surged in his body. He slashed out with the sword, and suddenly there was a sound of thunder between heaven and earth, and then the streams of light dissipated. .
"Hey, I didn't expect that Junior Brother Ci would become so strong after not seeing him for a while. I really admire him."
A purple-clothed figure appeared in front of Ci Song. Ci Song recognized that he was from Zeng Sheng Academy, but he did not know his name.
"Senior brother, isn't this kind of sneak attack not very good for us scholars?"
Ci Song looked at the disciple of Zeng Sheng Academy coldly. The other party silently attacked him, and he must have wanted to get rid of him and put him out of the game.
"Haha, Junior Brother is joking. Senior Brother, I just want to test Junior Brother's strength. By the way, Junior Brother Ci, seeing that you are still young, how about we go together?"
The man in purple was not angry, but said with a smile.
Hearing this, Ci Song didn't reply, but just looked at him quietly.
"It seems that junior brother doesn't want to go with senior brother anymore? But it doesn't matter. This battle between heaven and man is really dangerous. In order to ensure that junior brother, you will not be insulted, senior brother will send you away from this extremely dangerous place."
The man in purple slowly raised his right hand, and the music of the piano condensed between his fingers, "Junior brother, remember my name, the person who kills you is Shusheng Qin, a direct disciple of Zeng Sheng Academy."
"Zheng!"
Scholar Qin moved his fingers lightly, and the musical notes of the piano converged into a terrifying sword light that shot towards Ci Song. At the same time, he rushed toward Ci Song with his guqin in hand.
Looking at the sword light and the man in purple coming at him, Ci Song didn't use any fancy moves, he raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
The terrifying sword energy tore through the sky, and when it collided with the sword light, it made a metallic clashing sound.
"Heaven and earth are eclipsed."
The golden talent from Ci Song's body surged out, and everything within ten feet around him lost its color. Ci Song raised his sword and rushed towards him.
Qin Shusheng's face changed suddenly. He could clearly feel the sharpness and domineering power of the sword, as if the sword wielder had mastered the power of heaven and earth. If he rushed over rashly, he would definitely be killed by the opponent's sword.
But it was too late to retreat at this moment. His movements had been affected and became extremely slow. The sword light and sword energy roared out and hit him hard.
"boom!"
The terrifying air waves spread out, sand and rocks flew, and a huge ravine appeared on the ground. Qin Shusheng flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes red.
He struggled to stand up and looked up at Ci Song not far away, his eyes full of horror.
"This, this is a Taoist magic method. How can you use this method? Aren't you a disciple of Yan Sheng Academy? Moreover, how can you be so strong? Are you hiding your weakness during the literary and Taoist battle?"
Qin Shusheng looked at Ci Song with a livid face. At this moment, his heart was full of anger and unwillingness. He thought that Ci Song was deliberately pretending to be weak before in order to achieve good results in the battle between heaven and man.
"You're overthinking it. I didn't have any hidden clumsiness before."
After saying this, Song slowly walked up to Scholar Qin, looked at him quietly, and returned to him all the words Scholar Qin just said: "Brother, remember my name, the one who kills you is the personal disciple of Yan Sheng Academy. Disciples wrote poems about the Song Dynasty."
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