Master Qingyun stepped forward step by step, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, he turned his hand into a cloud this time, directly suppressed the rebellion of Jiangshanhe, and fiercely enhanced his prestige, and the situation in the entire Qingyunmen became very different.

"As long as these people are completely suppressed, my Qingyunmen can be regarded as having increased its strength in this catastrophe. ”

Master Qingyun thought to himself in his heart, he knew very well that the next invasion of the Ziwei Great World was the real major event on the Yuan Continent, and it was related to the life and death of the entire cultivation world.

Jiang Shanhe, Jiang Hai, and the two Supreme Elders, their robes were messy, their faces were pale, their eyes were dim, looking at the Qingyun Venerable who was approaching step by step, their hearts were full of despair, time seemed to be infinitely extended at this moment, they were waiting for death, what a difficult scene.

The cyan sword light, as rich as water, carried Ling Ran's killing intent, the Qingyun Venerable Man waved his arm, and the next moment it was blood splattered five steps, harvesting his life.

At this moment, the void in front of Jiang Shanhe trembled, and a pitch-black pattern appeared, stabbing sound, and under the bright golden light, the entire Jade Void Peak was extremely bright.

This change came too suddenly, in the blink of an eye, in the golden halo, a palm as white as jade poked out, and a stripe of talismans twisted like a dragon, wrapped around this palm, in an instant, this mysterious palm was captured, and Jiang Shanhe and others disappeared from the void.

A sharp sword light slashed into the void, and a piercing tearing sound came, and a dense black line appeared, and a sound of gold and iron resonated sounded, and the infinite sword light and runes twisted in the dark void, setting off a strong storm, which was extremely terrifying.

This series of things happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that almost no one on the Jade Void Peak could react.

"What the hell is going on?

"Who is it? quietly entering the Qingyun Mountain Range, and being able to easily take people away, what kind of means is this?"

A loud shout came, and many monks in Qingyun Sect were completely shocked, such a big thing has happened today, and the formation prohibition in the Qingyun Mountain Range has been opened countless times, but now, under the noses of everyone, a mysterious person can actually take people away in front of the eyes of the Qingyun Master, this kind of cultivation method is already divine.

Master Qingyun's face was gloomy, looking at the constantly bridging void, he snorted coldly, and slowly regained his composure.

Calm was restored on the Jade Void Peak, and many of the monks of the Qingyun Sect had a feeling of dizziness, all this happened too dreamy, it was simply challenging the limits of their thoughts.

From the rebellion of Jiang Shanhe and others usurping power, to the surrender of Qingyun Shangren, suppressing everything in an instant, and then at a critical juncture, a mysterious figure appeared to rescue Jiang Shanhe and others, all this happened in too short a time, it was like a legendary story.

Wang Qian hid in the crowd, saw all this clearly, and was also very shocked in his heart.

"Amazing, really powerful, Master Qingyun has a sword in his hand, invincible, but in the end, he fell short, let Jiang Shanhe and others escape, and that mysterious figure, that kind of majestic and magnificent atmosphere, is definitely the mysterious thirteen princes, who is also a cultivator of the realm of gods, this person's strength is simply terrifying, and there is an infinite flow of rhyme when he shoots, and he is destroyed by many civilizations, which is simply beyond the limit. ”

At first, Wang Gan thought that his current strength was enough to save his life, compared to ordinary god-transforming monks, and with all kinds of means, he could escape his life even in the hands of immortals, but at this moment, his heart completely calmed down and truly realized his shortcomings.

Compared with the thirteen princes of the Ziwei Great World, his strength is simply vulnerable, and the strength of shuttling through the void, breaking the void, and being able to move easily in the hands of the Master Qingyun at the last moment of the moment, shocked him very much.

Vertical genius, this is the real vertical genius.

Next, the Qingyun Venerable Man used his means, and with a wave of his hand, the endless blue light was immense, filling the void, and the formation that had just been destroyed on the Jade Void Peak was prohibited, and a few breaths were intact.

With a humming sound, the entire Qingyun Mountain Range had a momentary shock, the void solidified like an iron plate, and a heavy amount of vitality and aura descended, guarding the entire mountain range.

Many Qingyunmen disciples quickly dispersed, each exhaling spiritual energy, honing their supernatural powers, and practicing Taoism, and the entire sect became peaceful and peaceful, as if it were a fairyland.

And many elders of Qingyun Sect followed the Qingyun Master into the Qingyun Secret Realm at the peak of Qingyun Peak, and began to plot and discuss.

Wang Qian returned to Yunling Peak, got together with Zhou Qing and the others, and took out a lot of cultivation resources, these things were obtained in the Yuan Secret Realm, he had a lot of wealth in his hands, and all kinds of spirit stones and elixirs were piled up, and he took out some of them, also to increase their cultivation for Zhou Qing and them.

Half a year later, Wang Qian turned into a shadow and left from Yunling Peak.

The catastrophe is coming, even if he stays in Qingyunmen, it is not of much use, as soon as the army of Ziwei World arrives, the situation is still worrying, he is now the most eager to improve his cultivation, otherwise he will turn to ashes once he will be turned into ashes, and it will be too late to regret it.

On this day, Wang Qian came to the Hell Mountain Range.

The front of him was foggy, the mountain shadows were heavy, and there was a faint dark mist derived from the void, which seemed to connect a mysterious world, and the gloomy and dark atmosphere covered the ground.

"This Hell Mountain Range seems to be very mysterious, I was reborn from here at the beginning, and I didn't know it, but I didn't have the current atmosphere, could it be that something happened here?"

Wang Gan was surprised in his heart, he came to the Hell Mountain Range this time, originally it was also an experience, he wanted to go back to the original starting point to see if it could be beneficial to his cultivation, but he didn't expect that this mountain range has undergone tremendous changes now, it is almost about to become an underworld, it seems that the underground world has risen to the surface, but the aura contained in it is different.

The divine sense was like a thread, permeating this place, but nothing was found, which made Wang Qian very curious.

The violent sound of the wind came from a distance, and a pitch-black figure suddenly came, with cold eyes and a temperament like death.

This is exactly Wang Gan's zombie clone.

"The appearance of my zombie clone is very mysterious, and it should be regarded as a second element god or something. ”

Wang Qian carefully observed the zombie clone, and suddenly had a wonderful feeling, as if he was looking at another self.

However, his zombie clone has a cold temperament, like a piece of ice for thousands of years, there are almost no mood fluctuations, and the breath of death emanates from his body, even if he himself feels very uncomfortable.

The zombie clone's black robe flickered slightly, like a dark shadow, and it disappeared into the body in the blink of an eye. Wang Qian saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the sea of his divine court.

Step by step into the Hell Mountain Range, Wang Qian felt more and more that the void was filled with a mysterious charm, which seemed to be a deep avenue, endless, and extraordinary.

At his current speed, in less than half a time, he came to the original underground palace again, the mausoleum of Emperor Yuan.

The place is dark and silent, like a murmuring night, giving people a sense of tranquility.