The golden light flashed again, and the Ten Tiger Sword slashed out with dazzling light, blocking several sneak attacks of black energy and purple light.
The huge power made Song Xing's figure in the air couldn't help but retreat slightly!
Several people appeared in the darkness, and in the woods behind them, countless footsteps could be heard at the same time.
There were many shadows in the darkness, and there was no telling how many people were hiding inside. The dozens of people who emerged and walked out were probably members of the Demon Cult.
Song Xing looked intently and saw that the person standing at the front of the demon sect was none other than the Ghost King, the leader of the Ghost King Sect, and he was also the person whom thousands of people had seen before.
But beside him, there were three other people. One was a bald old man, the other was a dwarf with a fierce appearance but a very short stature. As for the other one, he was a white-faced scholar, handsome and outstanding, with a smile on his face. There is not a trace of evil spirit.
Here in the righteous way, Taoist Cangsong looked at each other with Tian Buyi and others next to him, and the corners of his eyes seemed to twitch slightly. He snorted and said coldly: "Okay! Okay! You old guys are finally born one by one."
"Cangsong Goudao, do you still remember your grandfather?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came over.
The young disciples here frowned together, but the one who made the sound was the fierce-looking dwarf. At this moment, he could only be seen staring at the green pine, with a fierce look in his eyes, almost like a vicious wolf.
Cangsong sneered and said, "Monster, do you still remember that sword strike back then?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone saw the muscles on the dwarf's face twisting and gnashing his teeth, obviously filled with hatred.
But seeing him nodding slowly, he drew his hand diagonally across his chest from the left shoulder to the right, and said viciously: "Okay, okay, I haven't forgotten it. I didn't expect you to remember it, that would be great. This sword, Of course I want to still be with you."
Song Xing put away the Ten Tiger Sword and fell quietly in front of the disciples of Dazhu Peak. The demon sect's backup arrived, and the situation between good and evil was suddenly reversed. What followed was bound to be a fierce battle.
Except for Tian Buyi and his wife, everyone in Dazhu Peak is still unable to face such a battlefield.
Seeing that Tian Buyi and his wife had serious expressions on their faces, Tian Linger quietly approached Song Xing and asked, "Elder brother, who are these people?"
Song Xing frowned and said, "The dwarf's name is Baiduzi, and he belongs to the Wandu Sect of the Demon Sect; the bald old man is the Duanmu ancestor of Jieshi Mountain, and he has always been a loner in the Demon Sect. These two people and the vampire old demon are both remnants of the Demon Sect who were hunted down by the Righteous Way a hundred years ago. As for the two people next to them, one is the leader of the Demon Sect’s Ghost King Sect, and the white-faced scholar should also be a remnant of the previous generation of the Ghost King Sect.”
The Dazhu Peak disciples behind Song Xing suddenly took a breath of cold air. They did not participate in the battle between good and evil a hundred years ago, but the names of these people were well known back then, especially Bai Duzi and the Duanmu Patriarch. , has a notorious reputation, even worse than that of the old vampire demon.
At this moment, the bald Duanmu ancestor suddenly turned around, glanced at the Zhengdao people, and suddenly said sharply: "Where is Wan Jianyi! Why didn't that thief Wan Jianyi come?"
The young disciples of Qingyun Sect were all stunned, not knowing what he was talking about, but Tian Buyi, Taoist Cangsong, Suru and others suddenly changed their expressions.
Tian Buyi said coldly: "Senior Brother Wan is profound and has reached the Heavenly Way. He has already become an immortal. Only a monster like you, a clown, is here barking!"
The members of the Demon Sect were all startled. Bai Duzi and Ancestor Duanmu both lost their voices and said, "Dead?"
Wan Jianyi, this name that has never been heard in the ears of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, seems to have magic power to these demon sect giants.
Several people looked at each other, their expressions were quite subtle, the look of hatred on their faces was particularly heavy, mixed with a hint of fear, but these could not cover up the joy deep in their eyes.
Tian Linger asked Song Xingdao again: "Elder brother, who are they talking about Wan Jianyi? Is there such a person in the sect?"
Song Xing shook his head and whispered: "It's not convenient for me to say this. You'd better go back and ask your master and my wife."
Wan Jianyi's existence has been a taboo existence in Qingyun Sect for many years. Even the leaders of each peak have kept it secret and never mentioned it.
At this time, Tian Buyi's message came to Song Xing's ears: "The fight will start later, take good care of the junior brothers and sisters."
Song Xing nodded, knowing that Tian Buyi was worried that during the fight later, these old demons would accidentally injure the Dazhu Peak disciples due to their high skills.
Although Tian Buyi has a bad temper and a lot of vanity, it is undeniable that he is indeed a good master.
While the two were secretly communicating, Venerable Dali, the head of the Vajra Sect on the Righteous side, Shitou's master, a skinny old man, had already started a conflict with the Ghost King and others.
The white-faced scholar next to the Ghost King was rude and contemptuous towards Venerable Dali, which made the stone behind Venerable Dali become angry and attacked the white-faced scholar regardless.
The white-faced scholar waved his right hand violently, and everyone saw another flash of green light. The stone flew backwards as if it was hit hard, but the evil-breaking staff shot up into the sky after a sharp sound, and flew Lao Gao.
Cangsong Taoist took a step forward, caught the stone, with a frosty face, and said coldly: "Who are you, sir? How come this Qiankun Qingguang Ring, which has been missing for thousands of years, is in your hand?"
Among the people present, including the demon sect, eight out of ten people were shocked and moved. Tian Linger was curious and asked Song Xingdao in a low voice: "Elder brother, is this magic weapon very powerful?"
Song Xing nodded and said in a low voice: "This ring is a very powerful magic weapon, a divine item from the Nine Heavens, but it has been missing for thousands of years, and I don't want to reappear in the world today!"
It suddenly dawned on him that the white-faced scholar should be Qinglong among the four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect.
In memory, the Holy Envoy of Qinglong was the leader of the four great envoys of the Ghost King Sect. He had assisted two generations of Ghost Kings and was loyal to the Ghost King Sect, but he finally died in Shiwanda Mountain in southern Xinjiang.
Bai Duzi stared at the scholar's right hand fiercely, turned to the Ghost King and said: "Ghost King, we have never seen this brother before. I wonder when the Ghost King Sect had such an expert?"
The Ghost King smiled and said: "Brother Baidu Dao, our Ghost King Sect is a small sect of the Holy Sect, so naturally we cannot compare with your Wandu Sect."
Before Baiduzi came here, the master of Wandu Sect personally told him to look for opportunities to spy on the secrets of the Ghost King Sect? What is the strength? Over the years, a rumor has been secretly circulating in the Demon Sect, that is, the legendary Demon Sect's supreme holy scripture "Book of Heaven" has fallen into the hands of the Ghost King Sect.
But at this moment, the Heavenly Book was nowhere to be seen, but the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, which had been missing for thousands of years, suddenly appeared. Bai Duzi was shocked, and felt that the strength of the Ghost King Sect was unfathomable.
There was a smile on his face, but it looked uglier than crying: "The sect master is joking. Who doesn't know that the Ghost King Sect is at its peak now, but we have never seen this Brother Long before, and we really want to get to know him."
The Ghost King took a deep look at Bai Duzi, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Dao is right, we will meet each other in the future anyway. You should know that three hundred years ago, under the command of the previous generation of Ghost King, we Ghost King There are four great holy envoys in the sect, right?"
Bai Duzi's expression changed, but Patriarch Duanmu lost his voice and said: "What, these four people, Qinglong White Tiger, Suzaku Xuanwu, are still alive?"
The white-faced scholar and the Ghost King looked at each other with a smile, then smiled at everyone and said, "Hello everyone, I am Qinglong."
