Time flies, and a full ten days have passed.

The further you go on, the more difficult it becomes.

Yang Fan had passed the third order in one day and three days before, and easily passed the three small stages of the middle stage of the Martial God Realm, but on the fourth day, it took two days to cross the threshold of the late stage of the Martial God and step into the seventh order of the Martial God.

And Yang Fan himself also advanced three miles.

Outside of Qinglian.

Zhao Tianqing stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the ten-mile Qinglian in front of him, slightly worried.

"It's been ten days, I don't know Brother Yang, how is it now, why hasn't it come out yet, usually those outsiders, even if they are also sword cultivators, but none of them can last for more than three days, Brother Yang, could it be that there is really something in it?"

Thinking like this in his heart, outside the sky, several sword lights suddenly shot out.

The first one, dazzling as the sun, dignified and magnificent, it didn't seem to be the path of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Qinglian Sword School, pay attention to skills, the sword is born Qinglian, lifelike, although there are also thirteen inheritances, but there is no one, there is such an atmosphere, like the sword light of the sun.

"It's not the same door, is it the enemy?"

Zhao Tianqing's heart tightened at first, but then, he saw that after this sword qi, followed by more than ten cyan sword lights, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Thirteen elders traveling together, they must be distinguished guests, could it be Brother Yang's master, the predecessor of the Pure Yang Palace?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianqing was overjoyed.

Just as he was about to catch up, a cold snort came from his ears: "Zhao Tianqing, who asked you to put that little thief into the ancestor's Qinglian sword intent?"

Zhao Tianqing was stunned, this voice, even if he didn't need to look at people, he also knew that it was his master, the Supreme Elder of the Qinglian Sword Sect, the Golden Immortal Consummation. The combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary Immortal Emperor's Chu Tiange.

"Master, why are you here?"

Zhao Tianqing knew that since his master became the Supreme Elder, he was bent on finding an opportunity to break through the Xuan Immortal Realm, and he never asked about miscellaneous matters in the sect, and because of this, although he already had the ability of an elder, he had never stepped into the position of an elder, but now, why did Shizun suddenly appear?

This made Zhao Tianqing very puzzled.

Chu Tiange snorted coldly: "If I don't show up again." You little guy, you don't know if you've been sold, if it's just you, you'll die, but if you involve the sect, you can't apologize for your sins even if you die. ”

When Zhao Tianqing heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, thinking that before, his master called Yang Fan seemed to be called a little thief. I couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in my heart.

He knows that his master has always been a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and now. The harder he scolded himself, the more concerned he was about himself.

The reason why it is in front of so many people is inevitable. It's because Yang Fan has a problem.

"Did he lie to me?"

With a move in his heart, Zhao Tianqing couldn't help but feel a little murderous.

"Figured it out? Why don't you roll over and see the immortal envoy of the Pure Yang Palace. ”

Chu Tiange saw that Zhao Tianqing had a murderous intent in his heart, and naturally knew that he had reacted. With a light snort, he guided Zhao Tianqing towards the man who was flying before and had a majestic sword aura.

This man was dressed in white, with a round of golden sun embroidered on his chest, and the aura on his body was not very deep, but he had a sense of danger.

Zhao Tianqing judged that the man in white in front of him should not be under him in cultivation, and he was almost the same as the late stage of the Golden Immortal, but his true strength was afraid that he would be able to kill himself with one sword.

Even if he is his own master, he may not be able to catch up with him.

This is a feeling, although there is no basis, but the creatures who can cultivate to the immortal realm of the Golden Immortals, how can they be the ones who realize it later, especially this innate perception, which is the most effective, and can often make the Golden Immortals seek good fortune and avoid the evil and avoid the scourge of killing.

"The junior has seen the immortal envoy of the Pure Yang Palace!"

In his heart, Zhao Tianqing did not dare to be the slightest slack, and saluted respectfully.

The white-robed man nodded indifferently, looked at the Qinglian transformed by the sword intent of the Qinglian Sword Sect Ancestor, and asked, "How long has that little thief been here?"

"What did the Immortal Envoy ask?"

Although Zhao Tianqing vaguely guessed that Yang Fan had a problem, he was very cautious by nature and quite tactful, and he refused to misunderstand because of his own cleverness.

Although this leaves a hint of stupidity, it is safe and does not make mistakes.

"What the immortal envoy said, it is the little thief called Yang Fan, this little thief, but a person from the lower realm, I don't know from somewhere, entered the Liulitian, he was in the lower realm, destroyed the plan of the Pure Yang Palace, and was the predecessor of the Pure Yang Palace, laid a connecting immortal light on the body, but hid here, and lied to you that he was a person from the Pure Yang Palace, it was really a heinous person, by the way, this son is still a martial artist, you stupid apprentice, why can't you even see this, let him be deceived? Fortunately, the immortal envoy of the Pure Yang Palace arrived in time, otherwise, wouldn't it be a big disaster!"

Chu Tiange reprimanded again.

Zhao Tianqing also learned the ins and outs from it.

At this moment, he was also very shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the little guy who seemed to have no scheming, a creature less than a hundred years old, actually destroyed the plan of the Pure Yang Palace in the Nether, and he was really a character.

What's even more frightening is that this guy is a martial cultivator, but he can comprehend the second realm of the sword path, and he is definitely a strong and inexplicable genius, if he hadn't offended the Pure Yang Palace, Zhao Tianqing would definitely introduce him to his own door, teach him well, and in the future, maybe he will be a super genius who can bring the Qinglian Sword Sect to a peak.

But now, everything is false, and it is only right to find Yang Fan and hand him over to the immortal envoy of the Pure Yang Palace.

"Hui Immortal Envoy, this son has been in it for ten days. ”

The white-robed man didn't speak, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the green lotus that was transformed by sword intent, only to see that a big sword qi hand that covered the sky and the sun grabbed the green lotus within a range of ten miles.

"Immortal envoy be careful! This is the transformation of the sword intent of my ancestor for the rest of his life!"

The people of the Qinglian Sword Sect were taken aback.

Among them, the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect shouted even more.

The white-robed man didn't stop at all, and the sword qi was still grabbed.

Thundered!

I saw that a green lotus sword qi rushed into the sky, shattering the big hand of the white-robed man.

This made the white-robed man's face look a little positive.

"I have some skills. ”

He said lightly, regardless of what the rest of the people thought, strode forward, and walked towards the green lotus.

Just as the white-robed man walked in front of Qinglian, the ten-mile sword intent Qinglian suddenly shrank violently, shrinking inward countless times, and actually only turned into a Qinglian the size of a three-zhang square circle.

But the sword intent contained in it is no less than a hundred times, a thousand times richer.

Even the white-robed man, a sword immortal who didn't even care about the Immortal Emperor, couldn't help but widen his pupils.

"This ancestor of the Qinglian Sword Sect actually has such a great ability?" (To be continued......)