The old Taoist evil dragon pointed in the air, and in an instant, Mu Qingshan's body swayed violently. Sweat dripped like a broken pearl, one by one, hitting the ground, turning into petals of plum blossoms.

Her knees became softer and more curved. Mu Qingshan's lips had already been bitten through, and there seemed to be an invisible mountain on his back. He was so tired and wanted to sit down, but his natural stubbornness made his eyes slowly turn red.

Mu Qingshan, Mu Qingshan! How can you kneel on the sky and the earth?

The unjust and cool power in the body moved against each other with the most powerful and yang Huowu Holy Light Qi. A powerful aura rushed straight to the bullfighting. Mu Qingshan's body swung and stood up slowly. He heard the bones in his body slamming and slamming, just like setting off firecrackers. You can imagine how hard Mu Qingshan stood up.

Xue Long swept his deep-sleeping eyes and only knew it, he smiled and said, "Young man, you are really tough enough. He is not kneeling down to me because he is damaged by the **. He is much better than my previous apprentices. But since I am here today, you can't help but be arrogant? Let's see my methods."

Xue Long stretched out his two dry fingers, and was waiting to use the Taoist technique. Suddenly, the cool breeze blew behind him. His thoughts moved and he smiled secretly. Sure enough, his body tightened and his iron arms were firmly strangled on his body. Ling Linfeng's voice roared like a wounded beast: "Mu Qingshan, don't die in front of me, why don't you leave quickly?"

Ling Chenxi's mouth squirmed, and she finally sighed and said nothing.

Without the control of this super Taoist priest, the huge force on Mu Qingshan's body disappeared without a trace. A mouthful of blood immediately spurted out in the air, and a mouthful of the internal breath of the Holy Holy Light Qi, clenched his fists. He was about to step forward and fight desperately.

"Go away, even if I beg you, Mu Qingshan, remember my words and never come back. These people are not something that can be dealt with in our world."

Ling Linfeng seemed to have pushed blood all over his body on his face, burning his own life.

Mu Qingshan smiled miserably, and his whole body turned into a cloud of green smoke. He floated out of the window. He growled in the air: "Mr. Feng, let him go, you can't trap him at all! Come out! The stinky Taoist priest, come out and fight to the death with the young master."

Mu Qingshan's figure stood on the top of the canopy of the towering tree. His figure fluttered in the wind, and seemed to fall down at any time. A faint moonlight sprinkled down, draped on his shoulders. His body was covered in hazy golden color.

"Mu Qingshan, you are so...silly..."

Ling Linfeng could no longer say the word "Melon" and a blue light burst out from Xue Long's body, and Ling Linfeng immediately fainted.

Mu Qingshan saw everything inside clearly. Just as he was waiting for a loud shout, suddenly a loud voice came up.

"Young man, what power do you have to fight against the Earth Immortal-level senior? Why don't you leave quickly?

There are not many decent young people now, so save your life and don’t talk about life and death easily, otherwise uncle will slap you in the face."

"You... are you the guardian Uncle Ming?"

A faint figure appeared beside Mu Qingshan like a ghost, and his dry palm was poked out. Mu Qingshan was about to dodge, but he knew that the other party's arm had grown and had already grasped his arm. His body was inexplicably lightened. He was transported by a huge force. His whole person was like a cannonball hitting straight outside the wall, like a meteor cutting through the night sky.

Mu Qingshan couldn't help but flew dozens of meters away. It was obvious how powerful this shot was. His body had just stopped on the approaching tree canopy. Suddenly, three gray figures rushed up, but the sound of the Buddha was heard, and it was like a song.

"Mugua, Amitabha, please leave quickly! This person is not something we can deal with, we can only delay for a while."

The four great Vajras formed a Buddha's light array and were able to block the earthly immortal-level figures for a moment. This is an amazing record.

The four old monks below stood in the four directions of the Qinglong, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise. Each of them showed a palm. Four huge forces crossed the treetops and supported Mu Qingshan's already sinking body to fly high again. Mu Qingshan's whole body was full of skill, and he had no leverage at all. Under the fusion of these four huge forces, a powerful teleportation power was formed, and he was grand and upright. The next moment, Mu Qingshan's figure turned into a flying catkin again and shot out without any support.

Mu Qingshan in the air had already burst into tears. It turned out that he was not alone. There were so many people in this world who remembered him. His body was moving very fast, and he had flew more than a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. However, the garden was relatively remote. The direction of Mu Qingshan was flying was just a plant courtyard, with branches everywhere, and the upward momentum changed to tilt. When he was about to hit a big tree, Mu Qingshan pressed his palm and immediately stood on the top of the tree.

"I may be able to escape the claws of the Bull Nose Taoist priest when I leave, but the four masters and Uncle Ming of Shaoshi Mountain sacrificed their lives to save me, and they angered the Taoist priest, and they would definitely die."

Mu Qingshan had a certain idea, and he felt courage in his chest. After a turn, he rushed back from the original path.

As soon as I arrived outside the Keyuan, I saw four monks from Shaoshi Mountain sitting on the ground, and each person was slamming into the sky with palms one by one. The whistling palm force rushed straight to the sky like a cannonball. Just over fifty meters above my head, the old man with bull nose stepped on a long sword at his feet, and his whole body emitted a blue light that only appeared in the fairy tale world, and black air rose above his head.

Mu Qingshan couldn't help but take a breath. It was strong, it was too strong. This old Taoist just formed a Tai Chi pattern around him. The Vajra palm power that was refined by the lives of the four old monks only pressed the Tai Chi diagram slightly inward. The Taoist priest seemed to be worried and did not make any counterattack.

"Little monks in Shaolin, I have some friendship with you Master Wuwang from Fanyin Temple. I don't want to turn against you juniors. Why don't you leave quickly, otherwise I won't be ruthless."

The four old monks seemed to be unable to hear anything, and their palms were hit harder and stronger. Often, with one palm, a faint thunder sounded in the sky. Even so, the four old monks did not take any advantage, and their bodies were constantly trembling by the rebound force, and beads of sweat fell down large and large pieces.

Taoist Xue Long was slapped by the dozen consecutive Buddhist palms and slapped the fire of ignorance. He couldn't help but say angrily: "I have nullified the old man's skills just now, and I don't care about offending a mere Shaoshi Mountain."

He raised his palm slightly, and was about to push out the Tai Chi diagram, suddenly, a loud shout came over, "Niuzi, do you want my life in Mu Qingshan? Come with me if you have the courage."

Just after saying this, Mu Qingshan turned his head and rushed forward desperately. He only regretted that his parents had fewer legs.

After these four old monks took out the Eighteen Palms, they were all on the ground and were no longer qualified to stop Xue Long for a moment. The loss of the four people's cultivation has been regressed for more than ten years, and the appearance of Mu Qingshan was just right.

"Good boy, I really have backbone. Keep your life."

Xue Long stepped on the green light sword obtained from the dual cultivation of life, shouted softly, and shot out at twice the speed of Mu Qingshan. His voice was terrifying. Compared with Mu Qingshan's embarrassing escape, his posture was extremely graceful.

Mu Qingshan dared not stay for a moment. Only by moving constantly can he not be immobilized by the body just now. He just moved the ground and deliberately or unintentionally led the old Taoist into the range of the plant ground. The cool and extraordinary force in his body rushed like a spring, pouring into the ground along the soles of his feet.

After the old Taoist Saelong flew over two towering ancient trees in a row with his sword, suddenly, three branches as thick as arms suddenly penetrated out of the crown, just before the flying sword. He had already locked the wooden green mountain in front of him with his spiritual sense. The old Taoist Saelong listened to all directions and looked at the three directions, but he could not have thought that the crown suddenly grew a foreign object. If he hadn't controlled the flying sword freely, he would have been pierced by these three sword-like earth-bearing trees almost in one encounter, and gloriously became a ground immortal-level figure who was stabbed to death by the branches in the sword control flight.

"It's indeed a monster, I'm on the side." Xue Long said angrily, his toes sank, and the green light sword slanted slightly over an angle, and his speed was still flying out.

Pan! Pan! Pan! Pan!

The sword body suddenly penetrated into the balance force field laid down along the road of Muqingshan.

Large pieces of fallen leaves were blown up and scattered. Although these tiny leaves were sharp, they still could not hurt the protection of the true energy. The old Taoist Xue Long, who was covered by a wave of covering the sky and the sun, was immediately blurred in sight, and his spiritual consciousness was also hindered.

Old Taoist Xue Long frowned, pinched a thunder seal with one hand, pushed it out flat, and with a loud bang, all the flying leaves in front were blown away.

With just a pause, Mu Qingshan was already a mile away from the reaction from the spiritual consciousness.

The information blurred, and Xue Long couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't know that although the power of the Huowu Holy Spirit in Mu Qingshan's body was not as powerful as the spiritual power of reading books, the two were not at the same level, but Mu Qingshan had two treasures.

The first treasure is the dragon elderberry thorn, but unfortunately it stayed in Shaoshi Mountain.

The second treasure is the cool power, which allows Mu Qingshan to easily integrate his own breath into the vast world. Even if he is a earth immortal, he is still not as good as hiding his figure.

"Good boy, if you are asked to run away, I will write my name upside down."

Xue Long took out a good tracking treasure, a medium-sized spiritual weapon called the Aurora Mirror, which was divided into two sides, illuminating the world and the earth. As long as people within the five elements are locked in their breath, they can't take out the tracking of this ancient mirror.

As soon as his mind moved, the mirror immediately emitted a slight light, and the light light became brighter and brighter, and finally became clearer. I saw Mu Qingshan running desperately on the grass in the night. There was a wooden stick in his hand. Every time he passed a distance, he would definitely slash the stick on the ground, and he didn't know what mystery it was.

Whoosh!

The green light sword immediately turned into a faint red light.

Thirty seconds later, Old Taoist Xue Long flew over the grass that Muqingshan had just walked through, subconsciously slowed down, and began to cover the land with his powerful spiritual consciousness, slowly detecting the land beneath him.

"Are you mistaken? This kid's true energy has not been converted into spiritual power yet, and there are two levels in between. How could he use spiritual power to control these plants directly? This is clearly a spiritual consciousness control power above the earth level! It's really strange, it's indeed a demon."

With a whoosh!, the green light sword turned into a faint light again.

The old Taoist Xue Long didn't want to chase it too tightly, not because he was afraid of Mu Qingshan's traps. He just wanted to see what methods did this kid have? The faster the flying sword, the shorter the time Mu Qingshan used to react. The old Taoist flew with the help of the flying sword. He didn't need to waste any physical energy at all. Compared with Mu Qingshan's pure physical running, it really took a lot of advantage.

One rises and the other falls, and the distance between Mu Qingshan and Taoist Master Xue Long gradually becomes even.

On Shaoshi Mountain, the Main Hall.

Yunmo stood in front of the monks, and his usual cynicism disappeared without a trace. Instead, he was a kind of solemnity and concern, and went down. Standing in front of him were the four elders.

The atmosphere in the hall was inexplicably quiet.

"Old Na has already conveyed the content of the phone number of seeing the void, wisdom, kindness, and nature. Let's put this down in advance, and you should all know that the donor of Mu is the guardian of the mountain gate of our Shaoshi Mountain. Since he has something to do, we must help.

Just after this sentence was said, most of the monks who were familiar with Yunmo's polar style appeared with smiles, but they quickly replied to the seriousness.

Yun Mo seemed to have received some embarrassing messages. He coughed lightly and said, "The Wood Donor left the dragon wood in Shaoshi Mountain, and lacked self-defense weapons. I just heard that the enemy who was chasing him this time was a land immortal, we..."

Although the four great King Kongs have already explained the situation of Mu Qingshan being hunted down, the people present were not worried. Now they heard that they were actually Earth Immortal-level figures, and they couldn't help looking at each other with a strange face.

"Amitabha, since immortals have already entered the world, the abbot should send someone to the Fanyin Temple to let those seniors who are able to reach the heaven and earth to suppress the evil demons and heretics."

Another elder of the precepts academy next to him strode out and said, "The elder brother is wrong. How can a mortal earth power fight against a earth immortal-level figure? Mu Qingshan is now in danger and the most urgent task is that we should save people quickly. Where can we wait for someone to go to Fanyin Temple thousands of miles away? I'm afraid it's too late, let alone the seniors in the temple may not be willing to go down the mountain."

The old monk who spoke before suddenly turned red and was impatient for a moment. He thought of the world but did not think of Mu Qingshan's life and death.

"Elder Mingkong is right. I am so eager to call a conference. The purpose is that Brother Qingguang's affairs can only be put aside. Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! Thirty-six water and fire arhats, four elders of the great masters, please follow me down the mountain to rescue me immediately. In addition, please call on the monks in the world to meet the wood donor along the way." The monks responded with a loud bang, and the Buddha's yells were heard everywhere.

In the garden, Ling Linfeng jumped up and immediately picked up the phone. Then he pressed a group of phone numbers that he had obtained through hardships, and shouted like crazy: "This is the headquarters of the National Supernatural Group! You can hear it clearly for me. I am Ling Linfeng of the Ling family. Now I will reveal a message to you that is enough to threaten human society. An old guy from the Earth Immortal level emerged. The kind of thing recorded in your files has been born. Yes, it has been born. On the west side of Xijing City, Mu Qingshan is chasing and killing him quickly!"

Ling Linfeng tried to convince the other party that within his cognitive scope, only organizations like the superpower group with the support of the entire country can be qualified to fight against the immortals.

"I am Sun Fei, the head of the superpower group. I know you are using the Ling family phone. I also know you are Ling Linfeng. But why should I believe you? More than a thousand years have passed. Although some miracles have appeared in the human world, no immortal has ever dared to show off his martial arts in human society. No matter who he is or how strong he is, someone will come out to cook. I hope you don't exaggerate. Besides, there are no people in this world who deserve those people's actions."

Ling Linfeng pondered for a moment and said coldly: "If you don't help, Mu Qingshan will definitely be killed by that guy. Tomorrow will be the day for the five major families to join forces. Then I will join forces with the Bai family, you..."

With a bang, the phone hung up.

At this time, Ling Linfeng completely lost the calmness and wisdom he had in the past, and stood there and turned around twice. Suddenly, the knock on the door twice, and the door was pushed open with a click.

The person who came in was his father, in the morning light.

"Xiaofeng, do you hate me very much?"

Ling Chenxi slowly walked in, staring at this son who had always been proud of him.

Ling Linfeng flattened his head and sat on the sofa, his eyes slowly closing.

"Actually, I hate my personality too. Mu Qingshan is indeed a best friend. Without him, the Ling family would have to wait for at least another ten years."

Ling Linfeng blinked hard. He was reluctant to cry in front of this man. At least since he became an adult, he had never cried in front of his father. But now, he couldn't control himself because in the position where the man had just stood, Mu Qingshan Zeng Li stood there day and night, thinking about how to strengthen the power of the Ling family and seek the world for the Ling family, but what about now?

Instead of taking in the land, his father invited an immortal to chase after him. Now he is not sure whether he is alive or dead. Ling Linfeng considers himself a very cold and cool person, but it does not mean that he is ruthless.

Maybe it's really fate.

"Actually I..."

Ling Chenxi was about to explain something, but suddenly, Ling Linfeng opened his eyes and said in a surprisingly calm tone: "Dad, I have never blamed you before. I won't be there now, nor will I do it in the future. I just suddenly feel very tired. I'm sorry, I have booked a flight ticket to the UK and set off tomorrow to visit the old classmates there. Linhai will be by your side in the future. I'm not sure when I will come back. Forgive me, my heart is too confusing."

Ling Linfeng's implication was obvious. If Mu Qingshan died, he would probably stay overseas forever. In his lifetime, Ling Chenxi would never see this son again.

Ling Chenxi's body trembled violently, and the slap stretched out, and just as he was about to slap it hard, in the light of his eyes, his son's handsome face that looked like his deceased wife was tightly tense, as if he was not angry at all, just like the last moment when his wife held his hand and told the advice. The iron string in his heart moved, and the slap could never be slapped again.

Whose fault is it?

With a chirping sound, the sound of metal friction sounded.

Ling Chenxi turned his head and saw that his eldest son Ling Linhai had already pushed the wheelchair to the door at some point, holding the cold door panel with his hand in his voice, saying in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, I have done my best to help Mu Qingshan. Any dark-sided forces I can mobilize have been on standby. As long as Mu Qingshan wanders around the city, the Taoist priest dares not easily alarm the people. In addition, Mu Qingshan has a unique ability and is always unexpected, and he may not be able to do anything. Moreover, it is rumored that he has great merits towards Shaoshishan. Those monks will not stand by. The Bai family should have been alarmed at this time. The Bai family's power is so strong that even the state organs are suspicious. As long as Mu Qingshan can persist until these four forces join forces, even the Earth Immortal-level masters will not be able to deal with them. Can you give us three days? At least tomorrow's aristocratic alliance still needs you. Brother!"

Ling Linfeng lowered his head and said nothing, no one could see his true thoughts.

After listening to Ling Linhai's analysis, Ling Chenxi immediately exuded the depression in his chest, and his heart was ups and downs, but he said calmly: "Xiaofeng, you should rest early!

I will give you the time to choose. If you are willing, we will participate in the Aristocratic League together tomorrow. According to Mu Qingshan’s original intention, we put forward the policy of our Ling family. Regarding Mu Qingshan, maybe I am really wrong. If he can come back alive, I will not be enemies with him again. If you don’t want to, I will treat you as you went abroad and you can come back anytime."

Turning around, Ling Chenxi slowly pushed his eldest son's wheelchair and said in a warm voice: "Linhai, let's go to the Hui.com. I also know a few old bones. If you think you can help Mu Qingshan, please issue orders for me!"

"Old...Dad!"

Ling Linhai said in a trembling voice.

Ling Linfeng, who was sitting on the sofa, finally raised his head slowly. Unfortunately, the two people at the door could no longer see each other and kissed him! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site!
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