The Stygian Mountain War Domain has been very lively recently, and the monks who were originally bored waiting for the end of the battle season have all been in good spirits, and the immortal cities on the Qingying and Jiuyou sides that can see the spectrum of heaven and earth have more than several times more people coming and going every day, and all kinds of news and rumors are flying all over the sky, and they don't know whether it's true or not.

"Have you seen today's spectrum of heaven and earth, tell me quickly, where is the immortal treasure now, in whose hands, has it changed hands?"

"No, it's still in that person's hands, and it's still in the Silent Plain. ”

"He, it's still in his hands! It's been three or four days, right? That monk named Liu Qinghuan has never heard of it before, why is it so powerful!"

"Yes, I heard that he only has the merger period, you said that so many Mahayana monks chased after him, how did he keep the immortal treasure from being snatched away?"

"It may be that he has some powerful supernatural powers, and his mana is powerful......

"What's the use of powerful mana in the Silent Falling Plain? Have you forgotten what the Silent Falling Plain is, it's a forbidden area that many people don't dare to set foot in the Mahayana! I think he must have some powerful magic weapon, and he still has immortal treasures in his hand......

In a tea shop, a few monks who had not yet reached the empty level were also talking about the recent hot news, they thought that their cultivation was too low, and they simply did not go around to join in the fun, but just sat in the city every day, drinking tea leisurely, and inquiring about the latest news to make a conversation.

The other tables in the tea shop were basically full, and most of them were as curious about the whereabouts of the fairy treasure as this table, so they heard a few exclamations from the corner, and a monk said in a loud voice: "It's him!"

Everyone looked over in surprise, and saw that the man said anxiously: "Qinglin Daoist, his real name is Liu Qinghuan?"

He asked a young male cultivator at the same table, and saw the male cultivator nod his head lightly and said, "Yes, Qinglin Daoist is Liu Qinghuan." ”

The audience was shocked, and some monks who had not yet reacted were puzzled: "Qinglin Daoren, I seem to have heard this name somewhere......

"Are you stupid, the one who destroyed the Demon Clan and Shattered the Demon Capital a few months ago is not the Qinglin Daoist!"

"It turned out to be him!"

The entire tea shop was boiling, and immediately began to deliver the news of this freshly baked thing.

"Then it's no wonder! This person even said that the well-defended demon would be destroyed, and it would not be strange to be able to keep the immortal treasure!"

"Isn't he comparable to Mahayana?"

"Many Mahayana monks may not be able to destroy the Demon Capital in one fell swoop......

Everyone was talking lively, when they saw the handsome young male cultivator in the corner coughed lightly, and said again: "The fact that Liu Qinghuan is a Qinglin Daoist is not new, don't you know, Qinglin Daoist has already released his words, and he has made a Taoist oath, whoever helps him catch the dove and rescue the disciple of the doorman, will offer the immortal treasure with both hands!"

These words were like thunder on the ground, and everyone was stunned, and then there was an uproar!

Many people who had never heard of the name of the dove hurriedly asked him who he was, and when he knew that it was a Mahayana monk on the side of the Nine Shadows, it was too late to be depressed, and the young male cultivator said that the dove might be seriously injured now, and that he had fallen into the Mahayana realm, and he could not help but have a glimmer of hope.

"Is it true that as long as you catch the dove, you can exchange it for a fairy treasure?" someone also questioned.

"Of course it's true!" the young male cultivator said with certainty: "This news came from the mouths of those Mahayana monks who chased into the Jingluo Plain, there can be no fake!"

"The people over there are now crazy, and now they are searching everywhere for the whereabouts of the dove, trying to find him. ”

"It's a pity that the dove is a person from the Nine Shadows, and if he wants to hide, there is a high probability that he will hide in which immortal city and which battle castle on their side, but it is not easy for us Qingying people to go. ”

"Maybe he's hiding in some mountain......

Everyone began to discuss eagerly about the hiding place of the dove, and some people excitedly rushed out of the tea shop, intending to join the chase of the fairy treasure, and in the midst of the noise, no one noticed that the young male cultivator had disappeared silently.

On this day, the news of catching the dove and exchanging the immortal treasure quickly spread throughout the Stygian Mountain Battlefield as if it had grown legs, and the crowd of people who originally rushed to the Jingluo Plain also partially changed direction.

Compared with the extremely dangerous Jingluo Plain, it seems that it is cheaper to hunt down Liu Qinghuan, who can destroy the demon capital by himself and whose strength is difficult to estimate, it seems that it is cheaper to find the dove.

And the dove, which is being searched by countless people, is angry at his own group at this time.

"Waste! let him destroy Xuanming Mountain, and let him escape to the Silent Falling Plain, it's all waste!"

The people below didn't dare to come out, let alone defend themselves. Since their ancestor disappeared for hundreds of years, after returning from his return, not only has his appearance changed greatly, but his temper has also become extremely violent, and he will kill people on a large scale at the slightest disappointment, and his methods have become more and more cruel and bloody.

Although there are now rumors from the outside world that their ancestor's strength has plummeted, the fear and past prestige make them dare not have the slightest doubt.

What's more, although the ancestor's appearance has changed, the pair of yin and yang pupils that are the symbol are still there, and the aura is more powerful and gloomy than before.

Finally, the scolding and roaring above the head finally came to an end, only the gasps of residual anger remained, and the atmosphere was so stagnant that it made people's scalps tingle, but a doorman still mustered up the courage and said tremblingly:

"Ancestor, now that people outside are looking for your whereabouts, and today I found someone snooping outside, and the fact that we live here is not a secret, do you think we want to move to a safer place?"

The doorman was extremely anxious, and the dove sitting at the top looked terrible, but it seemed that he had not heard his words.

He had endured it for too long, too long! The hatred in his belly was like rolling lava, burning his heart with anxiety, but he could only continue to hold it back, unable to vent it.

More than 700 years of time, he stung in dormancy for more than 700 years, and finally saw the light of day again, originally thought that forcing Liu Qinghuan into the Stygian Mountain Battlefield could watch a good show of fart and urine flow and beating the water dogs, but the other party turned against the army, which made him in a worrying situation.

Faced with the frightened appearance of the crowd waiting for him to give an order, the dove only felt that he was about to go crazy with anger, and only after a long time did he speak in a hoarse voice: "Prepare to evacuate." ”

The doorman asked again: "Then, those Wenshi sect ......?"

"Kill!" The dove suddenly shouted, "Kill them all! Since no one doesn't care about their lives, then kill them all, especially his Taoist couple, I want her soul to be scattered, and she will never be reborn!"

Everyone was so frightened by his instantly distorted and crazy face that they didn't dare to raise their heads, only to hear a loud pant above their heads, and black rays like a tide burst out from him!

The crowd of people were shocked, and they didn't care about anything else and desperately ran towards the door, but before they could rush out of the door, the black mang had already been rolled, and suddenly several people immediately fell to the ground and convulsed, and countless lacerations appeared on their bodies out of thin air, but no trace of blood flowed out, and they were about to die.

"No, don't, Ancestor......" The faint cry of begging for mercy finally brought back the dove's senses, and thinking that he would need to use these people next, he withdrew the surging black mang, and changed his mind again.

"Wait, don't kill them yet, take them away. There was a bloodthirsty and crazy fierce light in the eyes of the dove: "It's too cheap to kill Liu Qinghuan like this, you can only kill it slowly in front of him, it's more interesting!"