Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Snowy Buddhist Kingdom, White Elephant Temple!

Since the Soul Clan went south, broke through the defense line of Shiwan Snow Mountain, and slaughtered the monks of Baixiang Temple, this quiet place of Buddhism has become the most important stronghold of the Soul Clan in the south of Shiwan Snow Mountain.

A large number of soul monks gathered here and united into teams, flocking to the land of the human race in all directions to plunder and slaughter.

Along with the monks of Baixiang Temple, countless mortals from the Snowy Buddha Kingdom died together.

Therefore, on the way back to the White Elephant Temple, Gui Qingyu hardly saw any human races, and the human figures in the sky all exuded the unique evil spirit of the soul race, and they were all the soul race after seizing the human race .

They galloped unscrupulously on the territory of the human race, laughing triumphantly, showing off to their companions the spirit stones, exercises, and secret techniques they plundered.

Under the ribs of some soul races, there are still beautiful female cultivators of the human race who have passed out.

Since they took away their human bodies, a certain desire that only races with physical bodies possess has also begun to grow in their hearts.

After tasting it, many ordinary-minded soul races suddenly became out of control and became addicted to it. Capturing beautiful female cultivators of the human race became one of their new pleasures.

"Leave that woman to me!"

Halfway through the journey, Gui Qingyu suddenly stopped a group of juniors from the Soul Race, and said in a gloomy voice.

This group of soul race juniors, there are about 20 people, all of them are at the golden core stage.

The leader was a rather handsome young man, wearing a floral dress, with slanted eyebrows, and a human female cultivator under his ribs!

"Senior Qingyu wants it, just take it and enjoy it!"

After seeing the ghost Qingyu, the handsome young man recognized his identity, and his face immediately became horrified.Hastily threw the prey of his trip over.

His expression was extremely respectful, not daring to be rude.

It's not that he has never seen Gui Qingyu, a master of the soul clan, but at this moment, Gui Qingyu gave him a strange feeling of terror, his eyes were scarlet and his pupils were scattered.The evil light flickered wildly, as if mad, as if it would explode to kill at any moment.

After Gui Qingyu took it, she glanced at it slightly, and saw that this woman was extremely beautiful, with a tall and plump figure, and her sleepy appearance was even more breathtaking, and she had forgotten her desire for thousands of years.began to spread in his mind.

Gui Qingyu seized the house very early, and has long looked down on this kind of thing, and even felt a little dissatisfied with these soul race juniors in his heart, but since Bi Lanshan retreated from defeat, he felt an uncontrollable frenzy and madness in his heart, Want to tear up all the human races.

He knew very well in his heart that the failure that Zhong Ionyu gave him.Some kind of seeds of depression and hatred were born in his heart.If you don't get rid of it, maybe you will generate a demon.

And if you want to get rid of it, you still have to start with the human race.

"roll!"

Gui Qingyu snorted coldly, his voice was like thunder!

A group of junior soul clan trembled and fled in a hurry.

Ghost Qingyu took the human female cultivator with her.Landed on the ground, found a secluded place at random, and immediately vented.

The sound of crying and panting sounded together.

...after a long time.It was an extremely miserable wailing, echoing in the wilderness.

When Gui Qingyu reappeared in the sky, he was already alone again, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he was still chewing something.

Along the way, Gui Qingyu tortured and killed twelve human female cultivators.

When he arrived at the White Elephant Temple, Gui Qingyu finally regained his former demeanor, his face was majestic and cold, his eyes were deep, and his emotions and anger were invisible.

The White Elephant Temple occupies a very large area. Most of the temples are made of white stones. It looks sacred and solemn. It is a pity that when the Soul Clan went south, most of them were destroyed, and now only the most eastern area remains.

Outside the temple, the guards were heavily guarded. From time to time, monks with powerful auras could be seen patrolling the sky, and from time to time there were streaks of spiritual consciousness sweeping through the dark places.

This was not the case here. The Soul Clan occupied the White Elephant Temple. After looting, it almost turned it into a lively vegetable market, with people coming and going all day long.

But since Gui Canyang was injured, the Soul Clan finally realized that their ancestor was not invulnerable, if they were too lax, they might suffer a big loss.

After Gui Canyang returned from Yujing City's defeat, he has been hiding in the White Elephant Temple to heal his injuries. The guards here have also become stricter to prevent human monks from taking the opportunity to assassinate Gui Canyang.

The Soul Race knows very well that Gui Canyang is the biggest support for the rise of the Soul Race. If something goes wrong with him, the Soul Race will definitely not be able to withstand the counterattack of the Human Race with a large number of monks.

"I've seen Brother Qingyu!"

In mid-air, the two early Yuanying Soul Clan who were in charge of guarding saluted respectfully when they saw Ghost Qingyu.

Gui Qingyu nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Is there any news from the ancestor?"

"The ancestor is still in retreat to heal his wounds, and he hasn't come out yet."

A soul clan with the appearance of an old man replied.

Gui Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked again: "Has there been any monks from the human race?"

"No human monk has ever come."

Another middle-aged soul clan responded.

Gui Qingyu nodded, and said: "It seems that those cowards in Yujing City have made up their minds to hide in the city and never come out."

The two soul clans laughed loudly when they heard the words, and the old man said: "Those guys have been frightened by the ancestor, and it's normal not to dare to come out, but after the ancestor recovers, sooner or later it will be their turn again, let's see How many attacks can their big formation resist the ancestors?"

Gui Qingyu nodded again, with disdain in his eyes, and asked again: "Brother Daolin, are you still in the White Elephant Temple?"

The faces of the two became serious and they said: "Brother Daolin Dao has been in seclusion before, and he has just left the seclusion not long ago, and he is still in the temple."

Gui Qingyu's face softened, and he ignored the two of them, and rushed forward.

The two soul races looked at each other in blank dismay, and did not speak, naturally not daring to show any displeasure on their faces.

"What's the matter with Gui Qingyu, didn't he go south with a few others to plunder? Why did he suddenly come back alone?"

The sound transmission of the middle-aged soul clan's spiritual consciousness resounded in the old man's mind.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a slow voice: "Gui Daolin is the number one expert under our ancestors among our soul clan. , the monk who is most likely to advance to Lichen, Gui Qingyu is looking for him, could something serious happen?"

The two secretly guessed, and after a while, the bewildered patrol started again.

Back to Ghost Qingyu, after flying for a while, he lowered his sword light and landed in front of a snow-white house.

The shape of this house is only ordinary, but it is obviously far away from other houses, and the terrain is also much higher, with a condescending and proud posture.

Tuk Tuk!

Gui Qingyu walked to the door of the room and knocked lightly twice, with an unusually solemn and respectful expression.

"Come in."

After a long time, a deep and abnormal voice sounded, the door was locked and it was scattered.

Gui Qingyu pushed open the door.

In the house, the light was dim, and there was a figure in a black robe with his hands behind his back, independent from the darkness, with a calm and strange aura.

This person is tall and majestic, with extremely broad shoulders. Standing there motionless, when he frowned and meditated, he gave people an unshakable calm feeling like a mountain.

In his 40s, he has a long and thin face, high cheekbones, a slightly hooked nose, sunken eyes, and unusually deep eyes, with streaks of light shining from time to time in his dark eyes.

A head of jet black long hair draped over his shoulders, with a bit of evil in his majestic demeanor, as if a demon god descended into the world.

The first time Gui Qingyu saw this person, he was slightly startled immediately. Although the other person was standing there, he couldn't capture the other's position, as if the two were in two completely different spaces where they could see each other. inside.

He had only seen this feeling on Gui Canyang's body, and now there was another one.

"Brother Daolin, what state are you in now?"

Gui Qingyu asked subconsciously.

The black-robed man glanced at him, and said calmly: "You are not qualified to know yet."

Gui Qingyu choked, suddenly didn't know how to speak.

He is also a monk in the late Yuanying period, so he was a little embarrassed and ashamed to be said so, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface. The other party's glance just now seemed to look directly into the depths of his soul, which made him feel embarrassed. Feeling cold all over.

The man in black robe said: "Qing Yu, I heard that you went to the south, why did you come back suddenly?"

His voice was calm and indifferent, without any emotion.

Gui Qingyu thought of the business, and quickly said with a straight face: "I feel ashamed to say it. This time I went south, in the Guyuan Mountains, I broke my halberd and sank into the sand, and lost five companions, four in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, one Nascent Soul In the early stage, when I came back this time, I came to seek help from Brother Dao, and ask Brother Dao to be the master for us."

"The Guyuan mountain range...was it done by people from the Taiyi Gate?"

The voice of the black-robed man was still calm, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a little cold light.

"It's them!"

Gui Qingyu explained his experience carefully, and then said: "The Taiyi Sect must have some big unknown move, although I don't know what they are going to do, but if Brother Dao intends to shake it for the ghost rain, Gui Lixing's revenge for the two fellow daoists, I'm afraid we can't delay any longer, no matter whether it's for the public or selfless, please come out of the mountain!"

The black-robed man's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't speak.

Gui Qingyu continued: "According to our previous achievements, Taoist Yuelong and Ji Baiyi have already comprehended [-]% of the artistic conception, and Zhong Ziyu has also comprehended a strange artistic conception. Forget it, I'm afraid only brother Daolin can kill the three of them."

Hearing the words, Gui Daolin had a sneer of three points of contempt and seven points of arrogance on his face, and said in a deep voice like talking to himself: "Just comprehending the artistic conception, I am no longer qualified to compete for supremacy in this era." Already!" (To be continued...)