At this time, outside the mine, it was already overcrowded.
The Xunlongmen group who was the first to escape immediately reported the news to their own sect, and reported it to the Dragon Group through the sect leader. Not long after, masters from the Jincheng Dragon Group branch had gathered and sealed off the entire mine.
Among the crowd, Chang Haoshan, the master of Xunlongmen, has white beard and hair. He wears a wide-sleeved coat and has an air of immortality.
Guo Xuejun and others gathered around him, whispering about what happened in the ruins.
After hearing about the existence of rare minerals such as Yanjing Iron and Kunyuan Iron, Chang Haoshan's eyes were fixed and he said calmly: "Then the immortal cultivator is really irresistible?"
Guo Xuejun looked nervous and said in a concentrated voice: "That's right! Even the chiefs of Chunyangguan and Xuanqingguan may not be able to block that man's sword."
"I didn't expect that a mine ruins would actually contain an ancient cultivator," Chang Haoshan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "It's a pity that I am a good friend of Longmen but not good at fighting. Otherwise, I really want to meet this ancient great master." Noble style.”
Guo Xuejun and others all looked strange when they heard this. Although their sect leader was already at the tenth level, his combat power was probably not as good as that of Fang Xian and Lu Qingming. However, because he had lived inside the Xunlong Sect since childhood, he often Haoshan has a straightforward temperament and often envies those with amazing fighting prowess.
While several people were talking, bursts of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded in the mine. Following a dragon group officer waving his hand, seven cultivators pinched their fingers to form seals, or condensed huge fireballs, or attracted countless thunderbolts, At the same time, five warriors formed an array with their swords drawn horizontally, blocking the entrance to the cave.
Not long after, several men and women ran out of the mine supporting several big men covered in blood.
Leng Buding saw the heavy siege outside. A young woman with wheat-colored skin screamed and raised her sword. At the same time, a ethereal and agile but ruthless and cold sword intent rose up. For a moment, it seemed like a surge of ghosts, forcing countless All the members of the Dragon Team who were on alert changed their colors.
"Stop!" When the Dragon Team officer who just waved saw Cao Hong, his expression changed drastically. While shouting at his team members, he quickly stepped forward with a smile on his face, "Cao Hong!"
"Cousin?" Seeing the officer, Cao Hong was slightly startled and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"Look what you said," the officer frowned and laughed, "I am now the leader of the Jincheng Dragon Group branch. Why do you think I am here?"
Hearing that his cousin was actually the leader of the local dragon group, Cao Hong's almond-shaped eyes narrowed. Just as he was about to speak, two extremely powerful spiritual pressures suddenly rose up in the distance. Even though they were thousands of meters apart, everyone present was still stunned. My chest felt suffocated, and I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't speak.
Within a few breaths, those two strong auras had appeared outside the mine. They were clearly two old men in Taoist robes. One wore a red robe, and his Qi was as hot as fire. The other was dressed in white, and his whole body was filled with powerful aura, as if filling the world.
Seeing the two old men in Taoist robes, Cao Hong's cousin had a stern look on his face and quietly made a gesture. The surrounding team members immediately turned to line up. Dozens of soldiers around him also raised their firearms, pulled the safety, and were ready to fire at any time.
As if everyone was facing a formidable enemy, the old red-robed Taoist glanced at the two old men as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and suddenly shouted: "Where is the person who killed my disciple? Get out!"
"Master Chunyang, what are you going to do?" the officer of the Dragon Group frowned and shouted.
The white-robed old Taoist looked over and said calmly: "The soul tablet left by the old Taoist disciple in my Xuanqing Temple suddenly shattered a few minutes ago, indicating that he has died. He has the protective talisman I gave him. Just this small relic There is no way he will fall."
"What a loud tone!" Cao Hong sneered and said disdainfully, "It is impossible for him to perish in such a small relic. Do you know what is in this relic?"
When the red-robed old Taoist Master Chunyang heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank and he said sternly: "Why do you have the aura of my disciple Chunyang Tiangong on you, girl?"
"Nonsense! I was fighting with him inside, how could I lose his breath!"
Cao Hong didn't blush when he told the lie, and shouted: "There is an immortal cultivator in this ruins who has lived from ancient times to the present. Why do you think he died?"
"Ancient immortal cultivator?" Master Chunyang raised his thick eyebrows, while the old man in white robe looked at him with deep eyes and said coldly: "Then how did you come out?"
Cao Hong curled her lips and sneered: "Of course I ran out with my legs."
"So you abandoned my disciple and ran out on your own?" Master Chunyang had a violent temper. He shouted angrily and waved his palms to attack. Seeing that the situation was not good, the officer of the Dragon Group shouted: "Old Chunyang, how dare you Touch my Cao family members!"
Upon hearing the word "Cao Family", Master Chunyang slapped his palms, stared at him with a pair of tiger eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Are you from the Cao Family?"
The officer shouted coldly: "I am Cao Long of the Cao family!"
Seeing the fearful looks on the eyes of the two old Taoists, Cao Hong felt reassured and walked out with his hands behind his back. He sneered: "Your two disciples and I are just hired by Xunlongmen to explore the ruins. We are strangers in the first place, and we are not related to life and death." We are friends, why do I have to die with him?"
If there was no one else, Master Chunyang would have slapped him in the face, but when he heard that Cao Hong and Cao Long were both from the Cao family, he felt fearful for a moment and was speechless.
As the saying goes, words are rough but reasoning is not rough. Cao Hong and Fang Xian were both employed by Xunlongmen at the same time and didn't know each other. When in danger, she turned around and ran away. No one could tell her what was wrong. She was not Fang Xian's mother!
Seeing that Cao Hong and others could not be controlled, the old Taoist in white robe turned to look at Chang Haoshan and said coldly: "Master Chang, you must give me an explanation for this matter."
This white-robed old Taoist is the master of Xuanqing Temple. His name is Xuanqing Zhenren, and he is a Taoist cultivator who has returned to the virtual stage.
If we talk about realm, he is equal to Chang Haoshan, but in terms of combat power, how can Chang Haoshan, who only knows two or three life-saving techniques, be the opponent of Master Xuanqing.
Seeing Master Chunyang also sweeping his gaze, Chang Haoshan's heart pounded, but there was a light smile on his face, showing no signs of timidity.
"It is natural to use money to do things. I hired Fang Xian, Lu Qingming and other twelve people with nine hundred high-grade spiritual stones. They took the spiritual stones and helped me find Longmen to explore the ruins. But who would have thought that there was a person inside the ruins? Although it is a pity for the ancient immortal cultivators to die young, but really speaking, what is wrong with me looking for the Dragon Gate?"
Hearing his words to evade, Master Xuanqing narrowed his slender eyes slightly. Master Chunyang had an even more violent temper because of his practice of fire-based skills. He immediately shouted angrily: "Because of your search for Longmen, everyone in our family has suffered. Chief Disciple, are you waiting for this right?"
"Is it really because I'm looking for Longmen to explore the ruins?" Chang Haoshan's face was stern, he glanced at Cao Hong and the others next to him, and sneered, "Two real people, it's better not to say anything, isn't it? What?"
Although his combat power is not as good as the two of them, he is the leader of the Xunlong Sect and is a strong man of the tenth level. His knowledge is so extensive that Lu Qingming and Fang Xian suddenly took over their employment task, and the cost is also Less than half of it under normal circumstances, how could he not detect the problem.
Master Chunyang's face darkened and he almost wanted to speak, but he held back. Master Xuanqing was much calmer and said coldly: "What do you mean, Master Chang?"
"Do you not understand, or do you mean not to understand?" Chang Haoshan pointed to his chest and sneered, "You have your back to the Taoist sect. I, the Xunlongmen, can't afford to offend you, but I, the Xunlongmen, have passed down my heritage to this day, so how can I not? Do you have a strong background? If we really want to cause trouble, I will tell you all these things. Do you believe it or not?"
The two masters Chunyang and Xuanqing shut their mouths unconsciously. If this matter really came out, their Taoist sect would be completely embarrassed, especially the one from Maoshan. If word spreads about the ninth-level juniors, they will probably become the laughing stock of everyone.
Seeing them being held, Chang Haoshan snorted coldly, turned to look at Chen Yixia, with a slight smile on his face: "My niece, how was your harvest from this trip?"
Rolling her eyes at him, Chen Yixia snorted: "It's not that good. Before I could grab any good things, I met an ancient cultivator. Master, did you do this on purpose so that my master would lose my senior brother and lose me." "
Chang Haoshan's smile faltered and he said with a sneer: "How could..."
Seeing that his eyes never left her storage ring, Chen Yixia sneered and said, "Uncle, how about I open the ring and show it to you?"
Chang Haoshan finally looked away and said with a smile: "No, no, I still can't trust you, uncle? But what happened next?"
Chen Yixia said calmly: "After your people ran away, the immortal cultivator was very angry. He chased us and beat us fiercely. The chief of Xuanqingguan was killed by him within a few rounds. He died very miserably. Split in half by a sword."
When Master Xuanqing heard about his disciple's death, his face turned black with anger. If Chen Yixia hadn't seen it, she continued: "Originally, he wanted to kill us all, but the man named Fang Xian wounded him with a bloody dagger. , which angered the cultivator and focused all his attention on him, so we took the opportunity to run out."
"Hateful!" Master Chunyang was furious and roared, "My disciple tried his best to stop that man, why didn't you even save one of my Chunyang Temple disciples?"
"How to save?" Shi Yirui crossed his arms and mocked, "What kind of strength is that cultivator? He killed your apprentice with just a few moves. The people from the Mantis Sect were the closest to us at that time. It's enough for us to be able to rescue them." Fortunately."
What she said was so honest and heart-breaking that Master Chunyang was choked to the point of being unable to speak even a single sentence. However, Master Xuanqing kept looking at several people, with a hint of suspicion in his brows.
Seeing his sizing look, Shi Yirui rolled his eyes, pointed at him and yelled: "You old man, where are you looking?"
She shouted suddenly, causing others to look at her. They saw her pointing at Master Xuanqing, with a face full of embarrassment: "You are such an old and shameless Taoist priest. He kept looking at us and never saw a woman." Huh? Believe it or not, I will get you a hook to hook your eyes out!"
Everyone showed contempt after hearing this. Cao Long frowned and said coldly: "Master Xuanqing, please respect yourself."
Master Xuanqing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, his beard and hair were spread out, and he pointed at Shi Yirui with an angry look on his face, but he couldn't say a word.
He had been cultivating Taoism at Xuanqing Temple since he was a child. He had never touched a woman, and he never thought that he would be so slandered by Shi Yirui.
You know, even in modern times, there are still a handful of women who dare to directly rebuke perverts. When Shi Yirui yells like this, regardless of whether it is true or not, others will think that he is old and disrespectful and stares at other girls harshly.
And the most important thing is that Master Xuanqing was indeed staring at them just now because he was thinking about Chi Shang's whereabouts.
After reading this, Master Xuanqing almost fainted from anger.
