"You...... It could be a misunderstanding...... "The elder muttered.

The monks who were watching them speak, and they probably understood what was happening, and their faces suddenly showed a little disdain.

"Misunderstanding?"

Murong Xianxian sneered, "You go back to report first, and I will go to Guishan Gate in a quarter of an hour, but I want to see how your sect explains this 'misunderstanding' to me." ”

Don't bring such a bully!

The elder just wanted to say a few more words to fill the scene, but suddenly saw a murderous aura in Murong Xianxian's eyes, and suddenly fought a cold war, no longer caring about anything else, and drove the retreat technique towards the Songshan Sect Mountain Gate.

Murong Xianxian reached out and picked up the loot just now, and after a little inspection, she threw in the storage bracelet, and drove towards the Songshan faction, while some bold monks were far behind her, wanting to watch the excitement.

Qingxia Island is very large, there are millions of human beings living on the island, and the Songshan School is also one of the best cultivation sects on the island, and there are quite a few small cultivation families and sects attached to the Songshan School.

The mountain gate of the Songshan faction is located in the Songyun Mountain Range in the north of Qingxia Island, the thirty-six green peaks rise and fall, the sword points to the sky, starting from the middle of the mountain, it is light and cloudy, straight into the vastness, sometimes you can see a jade dragon-like waterfall falling from the clouds, like a thunderbolt falling into the deep pool under the peak, splashing like a jade-like water droplet, and then falling back into the water with a bang.

Between the continuous peaks, the pine and cypress, stand tall, the Ganoderma lucidum treasure medicine, scattered among them, from time to time you can see a spirit finch from the forest to shuttle back, the crane is clear, dancing in the forest. From time to time, a series of lights of different colors staggered and flew in the air, adding a bit of agility to this beautiful natural scenery.

If it is in a certain continent, this kind of scenery is really nothing, after all, the Yuanling Great World is a place where the aura is favored, and the natural landscape is definitely a strong point. But no matter how big Qingxia Island is, it is only an island, and this kind of environment is indeed rare as a sectarian mountain gate.

Murong Xianxian stood in mid-air, her eyes staring at the mountain gate of the Songshan Sect, the surrounding clouds and mist had converged, forming a lotus-shaped white cloud under her feet, looking like a Lingbo fairy.

"This fairy, Fang Youliang, a disciple of the Lower Songshan Sect, I don't know if there is anything that can help you?" asked a disciple who was in the infancy stage, his handsome face filled with a warm smile.

"Can you help remove those three words on it?" asked Murong Xianxian with a gesture of his hand.

"You ......" Fang Youliang looked in the direction of her finger, and his face suddenly changed.

Matsuyama pie!

It is the three big characters engraved on a pine-shaped boulder, which is not only the symbol of the sect, but also the hand of the ancestor of the Songshan faction, which also contains a sword intent left by the ancestor of the Songshan faction, but so far, no one has been able to appreciate the sword intent left by the patriarch.

"It's a pity, how did your ancestor accept such a group of uneyed descendants. Anyway, let me accept this magical power, and after the Songshan faction was destroyed by his own ancestor, it can be regarded as a deserved!"

Murong Xianxian is now a grandmaster-level sword cultivator, although she doesn't know who the ancestor who founded the Songshan Sect is, but there is indeed a sword intent condensed in these three words, and it is a very powerful sword intent...... A tall and tall Taoist with a pine and cypress posture, wearing a costume from the pre-Qin period, stood on a mountain peak, his eyes were deep and majestic.

A gust of wind blew, and the pine forest below shook the pine waves, and he raised his hand sharply and stretched out his hand to row forward......

Shout~

A cyan sword aura shot out from the tip of his finger.

When the sword qi came out, it was as thick as a finger, but at the moment of leaving the hand, this sword qi suddenly soared, shaped like a dragon, a hundred meters long, and more than a zhang thick...... Murong Xianxian tried to perceive with his divine sense, and he felt that in an instant, it was like being in a field of ancient pines, and the endless branches and leaves turned into complex sharp blades to cut and shatter.

"What a terrible sword!"

When she completely absorbed this sword intent, she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, those old people who described extremely ancient times were full of curiosity.

Burst!

Murong raised his hand slightly, and the giant stone engraved with the three big characters of 'Songshan Sect' turned into dust.

"This ......"

Not only was Fang Youliang dumbfounded, but the other Songshan Sect disciples nearby all gasped, this kind of behavior was a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo, it was simply an immortal hatred, and the question was, this kind of brainless person would run to the Songshan Sect Mountain Gate to kick the restaurant?

"Bold, who have you been instigated to come to my Songshan Sect to make trouble?!" A disciple at the peak of Ning Ying flew into the air angrily and asked, a disciple had already flown into the mountain gate to report this important matter.

That Lying Cow Stone was placed there a long time ago, it is a symbol of the sect, especially those three words contain the sword intent left by the ancestor, in the past, even the magic weapon Qi Shi could not hurt it in the slightest, but today it was destroyed by an alien female cultivator...... This thing is really weird, as he spoke, dozens of Songshan sect disciples gathered over and denounced Murong Xianxian, and some low-level disciples stood far away, they all had a premonition that they were going to be annoyed today.

In mid-air, that Fang Youliang had automatically moved away from Murong Xianxian, and there was a flying sword suspended in front of him, as if he was about to attack at any time, and the infant cultivator who questioned Murong Xianxian didn't wait for Murong Xianxian to answer, and the flying sword turned into a green light and shot towards Murong Xianxian.

Murong Xianxian didn't care at all, raised his hand and swiped it with a finger, and a cyan sword qi roared out, as if thousands of pine waves were roaring at the same time, and the sword qi flew out like a dragon.

Click!

The dragon-like sword qi collided with the oncoming sword qi, and the flying sword broke instantly, and the residual momentum was not weakened, and the 'poof' sound pierced the body of the infant cultivator.

Boom!

Before he could react, his face flashed with blue energy, and his body exploded, as if a humanoid cannon had been fired, and the whole person disappeared out of thin air in the rain of blood.

"Bold!"

The dozen or so infant monks around them drank at the same time, they knew that they were not opponents, but at this moment, it was definitely not the time to think about this issue...... Countless sword lights and divine powers shot towards Murong Xianxian in an instant, as if hundreds of fireworks were set off around her in an instant.

"Fairy, Nebula Chain!"

Murong Xian snorted lightly, her hands quickly sealed, and a brilliant nebula shrouded her figure, and countless star power chains shot out from the nebula, forming a wavy chain wall around her body.

Zheng!

All the flying swords, magic weapons, and divine powers that attacked Murong Xianxian were all blocked by the chain wall, and for a while, they were full of brilliance, as brilliant as fireworks.

Shout......

With a slight wave of his hand, dozens of chains with triangular sharp blades shot out in the surroundings, and more than a dozen infancy monks couldn't dodge, and one by one they were pierced through their chests, falling from the sky like birds with broken wings...... More than a dozen primordial babies stood in mid-air without tears, looking at the flesh that originally belonged to them on the ground. From this moment on, they either found a suitable physical body to take away, or changed to cultivating the Scattered Immortals, but whether they could have this opportunity was another matter. If there is no support from the sect, they want to achieve scattered immortals, how easy is it to say!

The disciples of the Songshan Sect who surrounded them were like ducks that had been driven away, and they retreated far away in an instant, although they were loyal to the sect, it did not mean that they would take the initiative to find death, and the dozen or so Yuan Babies also flew towards the mountain gate after a period of panic, for fear that Murong Xianxian would kill them together, and they would not even have time to carry the storage magic weapon on the ground.

Murong Xianxian didn't make a move against them, there were only a dozen yuan babies, I am afraid that they will not have the opportunity to take revenge on themselves in this life. She flew down into the air, finding the seals...... In the starry sky, the vast star power fell from outside the world, like pillars of light falling from the sky, and these pillars of light appeared either dragons or phoenixes...... Various constellation patterns, one after another star power chains shot out from the pillar of light, linked to each other, forming a star array, and immediately blocked the entire mountain gate of the Songshan faction.

"You...... Who the hell are you?" Although the few infant monks who had just rushed out did not know the mystery of the formation, they still understood the effect of the formation, and when they saw that they were surrounded by a hazy mist, they immediately panicked.

Does she really want to destroy a sect by herself?

It's a crazy idea!

"It doesn't matter who I am. ”

Murong Xianxian fell from the sky, standing on the bluestone paved stone platform, his expression was clear, without the slightest murderous aura, and the whole person was like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world: "The Songshan faction owes me, I need an explanation!"

"You ......" Those monks are about to collapse, what debt needs to be closed to Cheng Dù?

Most people didn't know about Murong Xianxian, but they at least knew now that the enemy in front of them was definitely not something they could provoke.

"Who the hell is making trouble?!" There was a long howl in the distance, and a ray of light shot out, and in a blink of an eye, it landed in front of the mountain gate, revealing an old man.

Murong Xianxian walked forward calmly and said, "I am Murong Xianxian, if you are a high-level member of the Songshan faction, I believe you have heard my name, and you should also know my origin." ”

"You...... You have the courage to come here?!" The old man's expression was a little surprised, but even more shocked.

That's right, of course he knew Murong Xianxian's name, and he knew that the sect was taking action against her, and he also knew that more than a dozen monks had died under her hands, but he ...... Including the other high-ranking cultivators of the Songshan Sect, they didn't expect that Murong Xianxian would really dare to break into the mountain gate of the Songshan Sect alone.

It's crazy!RS