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Chapter 1867 Yunmeng Peach Blossom

Yunmeng Mountain.

The Taoyuan is still quiet, and the peach blossoms are still intoxicating.

The villa was also quiet at this time.

All the disciples were sent out, of course they would be quiet. Qin Dahai came stepping on the peach blossoms, and when he saw the villa, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew by.

Peach blossoms are flying all over the place.

Looking at the peach blossom petals all over the sky, Qin Dahai shook his neck, and he only took a step forward. In the peach blossoms flying all over the sky, a few sharp energy suddenly broke through the air. Qin Dahai's eyes condensed, but they saw several peach blossoms. At this time, they were like bullets shot. His arms moved. When the peach blossom petals shot, a round energy came out, with only the arms circled. The sharp peach blossom petals were dancing around him like butterflies.

"go!"

He yelled softly.

But his shoulders were shaking, and the peach petals scattered everywhere.

In just a moment.

The peach blossoms all over the sky seemed to have been thrown into several bombs, scattering in the rumbling sound.

Buzzing!

The splashing peach blossoms suddenly swayed, as if they were pulled by mysterious power. They soon gathered again. In just a moment, a dragon and a tiger rushed out from it. The dragon roar resounded, and the tiger roared and shook the sky. Two divine beasts came together. Qin Dahai smiled grimly, and the dragon-seeking true energy in his body was rapidly moving. In an instant, layers of golden aura continued to bloom.

He ejected his legs.

The whole person broke through the air and punched directly. He hit the dragon's head. The huge force hit, and endless air waves rolled. The surrounding peach trees were unable to withstand the impact and broke. The dragon was even more depressed, while Qin Dahai twisted his waist and moved his body in the air, landing on the back of the white tiger, and punched at the white tiger's head one by one.

The white tiger wails.

Qin Dahai was tightly clamped his legs. No matter how hard the white tiger struggled, he could not escape the fate of being pressed and beaten underground.

At this time, the Qinglong recovered and shook his huge head. A mouth immediately spewed out a hot flame. Qin Dahai glanced at it and quickly soared into the sky. When it fell down, there was already a scimitar in his hand. But when he saw his scimitar dance, the bitter sword energy left like a sudden rain.

The dragon and tiger wanted to attack, but the pressure of the sword was so strong that they could not breathe, but it had dissipated in just a moment.

And all the peach trees were cut off by seedlings.

After Qin Dahai landed, he walked towards the manor with a knife. However, before he reached the door, a white-haired old man with a broom appeared in front of him. He swept the broken peach blossom petals on the ground, sighed, and said, "What a good peach blossom, why can't you calm down and enjoy it well?"

"Sorry, I don't have that kind of elegance." Qin Dahai said lightly.

The white-haired old man continued to clean up and said, "Since you have no good mood, why are you here?"

"I'm not looking at some peach blossoms," Qin Dahai said.

The old man with white hair said, "Then why did you come?"

"Then I don't know what the old bastard was trying to do." Qin Dahai curled his lips and said, "But that bastard has always had a good vision. The one he is staring at is definitely not an ordinary thing, so it will naturally be useful to me. Since it is useful, then I will ask for it with a shameless attitude."

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly: "This Qin Huayang is really a scheming."

He is naturally Zhang Menglong.

At this time, he was the only one who stayed in the entire villa, and everyone else went to find the young man in front of him.

Now.

Zhang Menglong figured out Qin Huayang’s plan. From the beginning, he said that blind dates were planning something. This guy deliberately took a fake map to Qin Dahai, explaining that my apprentice was very powerful. If you can see it, they will definitely find this place, but the real meaning is to make Qin Dahai angry and then deliberately make trouble.

Moreover, he could pass the message video directly to Qin Dahai. He just wanted to use Meng Qingyun's jealousy to make Qin Dahai angry.

Qin Huayang calculated that his disciple would not suffer any loss, and he also believed that Qin Dahai would definitely do something in the deep mountains and forests to embarrass himself. In fact, Qin Dahai did. As for the scatteredness, Qin Huayang could certainly solve it, but he definitely wouldn't. He just sent everyone out of the villa with the words of Shengyin.

Only Zhang Menglong is left.

It also leaves a bottom line.

After all, if Zhang Menglong is plotted away and Qin Dahai takes advantage of the situation and steals the king's flag, the two families will be really full of grudges.

Zhang Menglong is not as slander as Zhang Menghu. As long as Qin Dahai can take away the king of kings in front of him, Zhang Menglong's personality will naturally not pursue it, but will accept his fate. Then Zhang Menghu will have nothing to worry about when he is angry.

"That old bastard has always been shameless." Qin Dahai cursed and then said, "But since he asked me to come, he would definitely not let me come in vain. You either let me find it myself, or I will call in, you can choose one."

Zhang Menglong glanced at Qin Dahai and said, "Come with me."

Qin Dahai didn't hesitate.

Although Zhang Menglong's strength seems unfathomable, he is still confident that he will kill this guy if he has to do his best.

Now he followed Zhang Menglong all the way.

After passing through this manor, I came to a canyon in the back mountain.

This back mountain canyon is mostly like a place of immortals, with a misty fairy spirit. In the canyon, another apricot altar, when you get close to it, you will feel a long-standing historical atmosphere.

"This is the preacher of Yunmeng Mountain, and it is also the preaching place for you, the second generation of the founder of the Dragon lineage, and the Immortal Master Guiguzi." Zhang Menglong looked at the apricot hall with infinite admiration in his eyes and said, "During the Warring States Period, all the people in the world came out from then on."

Qin Dahai glanced at the Apricot Tan.

He pondered for a while and said, "If you want to rely on the reputation of the ancestor to make me retreat, then you have made the wrong abacus."

Zhang Menglong shook his head funny, then led Qin Dahai to the apricot altar and said, "Sit."

Qin Dahai glanced around and then sat down cross-legged.

Zhang Menglong also sat on the cushion, and then he saw his hands sealing, and the surrounding space quickly turned sharply, as if time and space were flowing back. Qin Dahai looked surprised and looked around, and there was only a chaotic area. After stabilizing, he was still on the apricot altar, but the surrounding scenery was no longer the fairyland-like canyon, but a desolate land filled with sadness.

Sadness to the core.

Qin Dahai felt that this scene was very familiar.

He seemed to have seen it from somewhere.
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