The Stunning Alchemist: The Ghost King's Alluring Concubine

Chapter 936 Who is stronger?
Is brother about to lose?

Li Qingluan's clear eyes were fixed on the mid-air. In the formation, Qin Yan was clearly exposed.

"The two of them are equal in strength, even if they break the formation, the Li family's will not be much better." Qingyun Zhenjun's ethereal voice sounded.

Li Qingluan looked at Qingyun Zhenjun gratefully.

"Qiuze, this Li family, if you really want the Fenglei hairpin, what will you do?" Li Qingluan asked via voice transmission, and Fan Qiuze said before that she didn't need to worry about it.

Now that the members of Yanyang's Li family have arrived, she is curious about what method Fan Qiuze is going to use.

"Qiu Ze, it's not appropriate to reveal your identity right now." Li Qingluan reminded through voice transmission.

"Don't worry, I've already thought of a perfect plan." Fan Qiuze said, and quietly handed a storage bag to Li Qingluan, saying: "Qingluan, I made a fake hairpin here, if they really If you want, give it."

"They stole it, will you believe it?" Li Qingluan was a little worried, and said: "I told them before that I don't have a hairpin."

"Don't worry, as long as the time is right, they will believe it." Fan Qiuze said comfortingly: "If it doesn't work, just push this hairpin on Qingfeng's head. They don't know who Li Qingfeng is yet, so even if they want to find someone , there is no way."

Fan Qiuze comforted Li Qingluan, but he was not at ease. After he came, he ordered Pan Hang to release a smoke bomb, waiting for the right time to explode.

bang.

In the sky, the formation was broken, and the dazzling light mixed with the aftermath of the battle scattered down. Li Zeyu looked at Qin Yan in a panic, his clothes were covered in blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Second Uncle." Li Haoran anxiously stepped forward and stood in front of Li Zeyu.

"nothing."

Li Zeyu said indifferently, and said: "The ghost king's strength is indeed good, but with this strength, if he wants to protect Li Qingluan, he must be weak."

Qin Yan pursed his lips, as if he didn't hear Li Zeyu's words, he was holding the Chaotian halberd in his hand, and his bright red clothes were spotless. He swallowed a Yangyuan pill and secretly recovered his strength.

"Master Qingyun, I have to take Li Qingluan away today, the Yanyang Li family is not worthy of any cat or dog."

Li Zeyu stared at the ghost king with extremely disrespectful words.

"Li Qingluan is a disciple of our Qingyun Sect..."

In the middle of Qingyun Zhenjun's words, Li Zeyu interrupted: "Master Qingyun, Yanyang Ling, have you heard of it?"

Li Zeyu said coolly, with a flash of light in his hand, he was seen playing with a simple token.

Yanyang order?
As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at the token in Li Zeyu's hand.

Luo Zhenao stared at Yanyang Ling with burning eyes, this trip was indeed not in vain.

"As soon as the Yanyang Order comes out, everyone in the Yanyang Continent will obey the order." Li Zeyu paused every word, and his words resounded throughout Qingyun Hall.

Disciple Qingyun and some weaker disciples have never even heard of the Yanyang Order.

Even the disciples of the Golden Core Stage don't know about it, such as Master Chang He, and monks like Li Qingluan who have just been promoted to the Golden Core Stage, don't know either.

Fairy Jinling couldn't help but stood up, her spiritual sense swept over the Yanyang Token, the quaint token looked simple and unremarkable, but the word Yanyang on it was very eye-catching.

"So, the Yanyang Li family is going to use the Yanyang order to suppress us?" Qingyun Zhenjun said indifferently, maybe the Yanyang Li family is very powerful, but the stronger the hidden family, the more powerful the hermit family, the more powerful the sects like them are. Speaking, the more fearful.

"Yanyang Ling seems to depend on the person." Qin Yan glanced at Li Zeyu indifferently.

The ignorant are meaningless, this point is vividly displayed in Qin Yan's body.

Li Zeyu lowered his face.

Li Haoran said coldly: "My second uncle's status in the clan is also very high."

"So what?" Qingyun Zhenjun retorted.

Li Qingluan is a disciple of his Qingyun Sect. It is said that Li Qingluan is from the Li family. Who knows what will happen after being taken back?
"If you want to take someone away, you have to climb over my corpse." Qin Yan took a step forward, unwilling to let Qingyun Qingyun confront the Li family again.

"If you want to die, just die."

Murderous intent flashed in Li Zeyu's eyes. It seemed that he had to stand up, otherwise the Yanyang Li family would fade out of the mainland for so long, and everyone would forget the prestige of the Yanyang Li family, and even more so, the majesty of the Yanyang Order.

Li Zeyu's whole aura rose in vain, and his previous cultivation base of Jindan late stage was instantly raised to the cultivation base of Nascent Soul middle stage.

"Li family, don't go too far. If you want to prove that Li Qingluan belongs to your Li family, you must show evidence."

Qingyun Zhenjun took a step forward, Li Zeyu's strength had risen so much in vain, he couldn't let Qin Yan take risks.

This move of True Monarch Qingyun is worth pondering from the perspective of outsiders.

Qingyun Zhenjun actually stood in front of him for the ghost king and Li Qingluan, even though Li Qingluan was the elder of Qingyun Sect, but after all he was married.

The Nether Palace is still very important in Qingyun Zhenjun's heart.

While everyone was shocked, Luo Zhenao was clear that Qingyun True Monarch did nothing more than Qingyun Sect.

Coincidentally, he also wants to take a good look at what is so special about this Yanyang Li family, that they can use secret techniques to instantly improve their cultivation, and they can still improve two realms.

Qingyun Zhenjun soared into the sky and faced Li Zeyu in opposition. The height of the two of them rose higher and higher, and the aura of the Nascent Soul was exuded, and the disciples with lower strength could not bear it at all.

Feng Ning immediately set up a huge defensive spirit shield with several other Jindan elders, and those disciples with low strength felt their bodies relax instantly, and immediately looked up at the sky with relaxed expressions.

Even if they couldn't see the battle in the Nascent Soul Stage clearly, they still wanted to crane their necks to have a look.

"Brother, how are you doing now?" Li Qingluan looked at Qin Yan with concern and asked.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm just a little worried..." Qin Yan said, looking at Qingyun Zhenjun, he didn't say the following words, but Li Qingluan knew it too.

Today's Qingyun Zhenjun has internal injuries in his body, Li Zeyu's previous injuries were only non-injured, and to him, it was nothing at all.

"The strength of the Nascent Soul Stage is really quite different from ours." Fan Qiuze stared at the sky, his spiritual sense checked, and his heart was burning.

"Master Qingyun, what is the relationship between this Ghost King of the Nether Palace and your Qingyun Sect?" Li Zeyu said coolly, not directly ruthless, but thinking of teaching a lesson.

"One body." True Monarch Qingyun's two simple words revealed his determination.

"In that case, I'm not being polite."

As Li Zeyu said, without hesitation, he moved towards Qingyun Zhenjun, the stronger his strength, even if there was a small difference in realm, it would be a huge difference.

(End of this chapter)