Chapter 1917
Generation’s Demon Venerable Chapter 1917
Lin Qingyang, the most powerful existence among the midstream dísciples, founded the Youth League. The base camp is called Qingyang Peak, which is also the place of Lin Qingyang's cultivation.
This mountain is as high as several thousand zhang, majestic and majestic, densely covered with exotic flowers and rare herbs, craggy rocks, auspicious animals shuttle among the trees, beautiful scenery and transpiration.
However, the most attractive thing is that outside the palace at the top of the mountain, there is a colorful bridge connected to the bottom of the mountain, which looks extremely sacred.
Like a rainbow.
At this time, on the left and right sides of the Seven-Colored Divine Bridge, many dísciples fell down, screaming miserably, and some people were drenched with blood on their bodies and were beaten badly.
A man in a blood-robed robe with his head held high and his face arrogant, walked straight to the top of the mountain on the bridge of God.
"Stop!"
On the Rainbow Bridge, there was a cold scolding, and an azure robe man strode from above, pointed down and said: "My Youth League. Not everyone can do it."
As the First Great Influence in the mid-stream dísciple, the Youth League has absolute majesty, and no one in the mid-range dared to kill the Youth League base camp.
As this person appeared, the fallen dísciple immediately became excited. The person who came was the Vice Alliance Lord of the Youth League, Chang Qingyun.
In the middle dísciple, he is in the top five.
It's very terrifying.
"Vice Alliance Lord, this person is really arrogant. He trespassed on our Youth League base camp and seriously injured us. Some people even abolished the cultivation base by him. Please make the decision for us."
There is a dísciple loudly said, the voice is full of deep anger and resentment, and at the same time there is a strong expectation, hoping that Chang Qingyun will punish this person severely.
In their hearts, this is nothing to Chang Qingyun, and the top five in the middle is enough to prove his strength.
Chang Qingyun's face was cold, and he was in a bad mood.
Hearing this, the anger in my heart is even more torturous, what happened these few days, who dares to fight with his Youth League?
"courting death!"
With a scolding, his figure suddenly accelerated, like a light shot down from the Rainbow Bridge, and the void terrifying wherever he passed. of waves.
imposing manner.
This imposing manner alone is already shocking. The seriously injured Youth League dísciple below all showed cold smiles.
Vice Alliance Lord shot, there is a good looking boy.
Of course!
The smile didn't fully bloom, but it disappeared immediately, becoming stunned, and even someone trembled fiercely and fell directly to the ground.
"Bang!"
A drum-like muffled sound rang out, and everyone was shocked to discover that the evergreen cloud that shot down like a beam of light had not waited to approach the blood-robed man. His throat was tightly clasped by a white palm.
From below, he was caught in the hands like a little chicken, unable to even move.
And the next moment, the blood-robed man's white palm fiercely flicked, and Chang Qingyun's body fell directly down at an unimaginable speed.
“bang!”
The earth exploded, and a huge dirt pit appeared. From the dirt pit, bursts of smoke and dust rose up, and the smoke and dust were filled with bright red blood. mist.
one after another The pungent bloody smell spreads out.
Silence.
Deathly silence!
Those people from the Youth League were shocked that even their heartbeats disappeared. They were all dumbfounded.
next moment, there was a violent coughing sound from the pit, and a troubled body crawled out of it with difficulty.
And as a result, it also made those who were shocked, their eyes filled with incomparable astonishment.
It's really evergreen!
I was thrown down like a chicken.
You must know that Chang Qingyun is one of the top five in the middle reaches, so he can't stop this person?
Accurately speaking, he doesn't even have the qualifications to do it in front of others.
That guy is too afraid right?
Chang Qingyun was also depressed and wanted to vomit blood. What the hell does this guy exist, where did it come from, and how could he be so terrifying.
He is not so unbearable in front of the three Alliance Leaders.
"Where is Lin Qingyang?" On the Rainbow Bridge, a man in a blood robe, with hands behind ones back, stood across several hundred zhang, looking down at Evergreen Cloud, who fell to the ground.
Although the distance was far away, when the other party looked down, Chang Qingyun only felt cold all over, as if being stared at by the Great Desolate Giant Beast, and couldn't help shivering.
He had no doubt at all, and if he continued to make trouble, or refused to answer, that person would kill him without the slightest hesitation.
Under the threat of death, his voice trembled, and he said, "Alliance Leader is in retreat and will not wake up until a day later."
"Okay, I'll wait for him."
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Sneered, the man in the blood robe sat cross-legged on the Rainbow Bridge, slowly closing his eyes, ignoring the growing crowd below.
There are more and more people below, those dísciple who are attracted, look up, and look towards Chang Qingyun, with deep surprise in their eyes.
The previous terrifying scene, they also saw a little ending, the blood-robed man was too powerful.
Under the pondering and even sneering gazes of those people, Chang Qingyun's face turned red, and there was infinite shame in his heart. Today, he was completely planted.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to fight with others. He will drop a thousand zhang in one fall in the middle of this Extreme Yin Church in the future, and even become a joke in the mouths of the public.
His eyes swept across the crowd, and his face became more and more red. He could not wait to find a seam to stab in, but he was really ashamed and unable to show one's face.
And in the midst of such embarrassment, the few people walking in front, especially the one in the lead, had a faint playful smile on their faces, which made his eyes suddenly turn cold.
This guy is not dead.
Moreover, he was actually laughing at him?
"Boy, what are you laughing at, what thing are you, are you qualified to laugh at me?" Chang Qingyun stood up from the ground, pointed at the person in front, and scolded coldly.
The smile on Su Hao's face did not change, his eyes ignored him directly, and he looked towards the rainbow bridge, the man in the blood robe was really not simple.
Mainly, he seems to have what Su Hao needs.
That feeling is very familiar.
He stepped forward and continued to stare at it. He had to sense it carefully.
"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear it?" Chang Qingyun's expression was even colder, the murderous intention in his eyes was undisguised, and Su Hao's ignorance made him perceive a greater shame .
He is in the top five in the middle reaches, even if he is not as good as that blood-robed man, is he not as good as you garbage?
During his scolding, the surrounding dísciples also turned their attention to Su Hao. The purple hair on his head became Su Hao's symbol.
This person is the madman who challenged Mu Xuankun!
"Believing or not, I will slap you to death with a slap!" Chang Qingyun coldly said, thousands of anger, want to vent on Su Hao.
It's just that after his voice fell, three voices rumbled in the distance, and the three silhouettes fell under Qingyang Peak in unison.
Exactly, the three Alliance Leaders!