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Chapter 212 Pindao is wrong!

When Xuanyuan Sword appeared, a simple and vicissitudes of momentum spread throughout the audience in an instant. Then a shocking scene appeared.

I saw that the whisk, which was at least the peak of the true spirit level, suddenly became weak as the Xuanyuan Sword broke out of the air, as if... I saw the biggest nemesis!

The cold light flashed and there was only a click, and the whisk handle was cut off!

Mingyue used her fingers to move her fingers with the wind and quickly guided the effect of the medicine on Su Yueyin's chest. However, she quickly pinched a sword technique with her left hand, and then pointed to the empty room!

The Xuanyuan Sword was like a blue lightning bolt, and instantly returned to the room and slashed heavily into the void.

"stop!"

In the room, Taoist Chen, who had just appeared, looked extremely frightened. He looked at the ancient sword that was so close to him, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He summoned his backup spirit sword and barely resisted the attack of the sword. [31 Novel Network        Update Fast] He did not care about the life river damaged by the destruction of the whisk, and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

Ding Ling, who returned to the house, appeared in his form. He thought of it and flashed behind Mingyue. He heard the bull's nose screaming and stopped, but the power of the fish intestine was still mentioned to the extreme. As long as the bull's nose could not explain a reason, he would not mind having a perfect cooperation with Mingyue and lie down first.

However, Mingyue did not have the good temper of Ding Ling. Although she did not control the Xuanyuan Sword to continue slashing down, she did not mean to let the stinky Taoist priest go. She glanced at the Taoist priest, and Xuanyuan Sword suddenly stepped forward, pushing him tightly in the corner.

"Stop and stop..." The Taoist priest felt a trace of ancient aura from the Xuanyuan Sword, and he said in horror: "I am wrong!"

Wrong? Ding Ling looked at Master Chen's expression and didn't seem to be pretending. He was slightly stunned and then laughed - This guy is so shameless?

Mingyue's mouth was raised, and her hands slid across Su Yueyin's chest like the wind. Finally, she took a deep breath and slowly got up. She glanced at Master Chen and said, "Go out first!"

Although her person is small, she invisibly carries a natural evil spirit and an irresistible power.

Master Chen looked at the big sword in front of him carefully. The fluctuations of spiritual power from the sword body made him more sure of the guess in his heart. He took a breath and said tremblingly: "Then... female donor, can you take this... divine object away?"

Mingyue snorted, and Xuanyuan Sword instantly returned behind her.

When Master Chen saw Mingyue start to remove the monster's clothes, he knew that she was going to heal the monster. He embarrassedly showed a uglier smile to Ding Ling than crying, and jumped downstairs simply.

Of course Ding Ling would not follow him anymore. He raised his eyebrows and still stared at the three people downstairs coldly. But his heart aroused curiosity - why did this guy suddenly stop? Did he know that he couldn't beat him?

His eyes swept, and when he saw the whisk on the ground that was cut into two pieces, his heart suddenly moved, and he immediately looked behind Mingyue.

Mingyue had already taken off Su Yueyin's clothes. Seeing Ding Ling's eyes glaring at him, Mingyue glared at him and snorted: "What are you looking at..."

Ding Ling smiled embarrassedly, and his eyes stopped behind Mingyue's Xuanyuan Sword, which quickly moved away after a few seconds.

At this time, the voice of Taoist Chen from below came: "This little Taoist... can you get down?"

Listening to this title, Ding Ling felt really unhappy. Fellow Taoist? You are fellow Taoist! Your whole family is fellow Taoist!

However, he still did not hesitate and flew directly down.

He boldly guessed that perhaps this bull's nose recognized the Xuanyuan Sword, which made him so shocked. You must know that Xuanyuan Huangdi is not only the ancestor of the Chinese nation, but also an ancient immortal and the Central Emperor respected by Taoism. His level is not ordinary high.

Looking at Ding Ling who appeared lightly, Taoist Chen rubbed his hands. He didn't know how to say to Ding Ling. He was still fighting the previous second, but he would have to discuss peace in the next second... Isn't this a big deal?

But no matter how embarrassing he had to figure out whether the ancient sword that could cut off his whisk and even scared him to the point of touching his whisk was the legendary sword...

If it was really that sword... Master Chen felt excited when he thought of this! He could no longer care about the common principles. He stepped forward and grabbed Ding Ling's hand, and pointed to the top excitedly: "Brother, that sword..."

Ding Ling knew that he really recognized the Xuanyuan Sword. He said lightly: "What's wrong with that sword?"

"That sword...is it?" He was about to say that, when he suddenly felt Ding Ling pinch his hand hard. Master Chen immediately woke up. There was a guy from Tiance Mansion beside him looking at them with inexplicable eyes.

So he changed to a voice transmission into the spirit and said, "That's it, Xuanyuan Sword?"

"You guess." Ding Ling glanced at him, neither admitting nor denying it.

Master Chen almost spurted out his old blood. I guess... I have even said the name, and you asked me to guess the yarn!

As a deacon of the Qingcheng Sect, Taoist Chen certainly knew what the relics of Xuanyuan Huangdi had on the Qingcheng Sect. The outer gate of Qingcheng Mountain worshiped many great immortals such as Yuanshi Tianzun and fooled the believers' money. But the inner gate worshiped the Central Heavenly Emperor, the ancestor of the human world, Xuanyuan Huangdi!

Ding Ling looked at the bull's nose that had changed greatly to his attitude towards him, and he couldn't help but feel funny. After thinking about it, he woke up and blocked the guy's mouth first, so as not to cause any bloody incident of killing people and robbing treasures later.

So he said lazily: "Do you want to tell me again that the sword is an ancient thing and should be kept by you..."

Unexpectedly, Master Chen's head shook like a rattle, and he kept saying, "No, no... This kind of magic weapon will not change once it recognizes the master, and it cannot be obtained by anyone who is destined to..."

Ding Ling then breathed a sigh of relief, and he nodded: "Then congratulations, you guessed it right."

Master Chen often breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to another Taoist priest who had been confused: "Go back and report to the head and let him prepare to open the altar overnight."

"Open the hall?"

The Taoist priest was stunned and looked at Taoist Chen stupidly and murmured: "Senior Brother, are you hurting your brain?"

"You've just hurt your brain, your brain is still disabled! Go quickly!" Master Chen kicked his junior brother's butt, and the latter was so amused that he quickly flicked the person.

Ding Ling didn't know what it meant to open the cauldron, but the leader He from the Tiance Mansion next to him was shocked when he heard this!

Opening the altar! Opening the altar in the inner gate of Qingcheng is definitely a big deal. Either the head ascended the throne or it is a large-scale sacrifice once a decade.

When the cathedral is opened, all major players from all walks of life will be invited to watch the ceremony.

This young man can actually make the inner gate of Qingcheng open an altar overnight?!

Looking at Ding Ling, Team Leader He's eyes flashed. He took a deep breath and finally said, "What do you mean by this little brother?"

While speaking, he not only complained about Luo Pinglai, but the guy only said he should pay attention to this young man, but he did not say who this young man was...

If you meet a young master from a major family, this matter today will be difficult.

After asking, he quietly waited for Ding Ling's reply.

(Ahhhhh, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! I will continue to write...) (To be continued)
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