Center for the Protection of Human Civilization

(I forgot to upload it....) is preparing a new book, the brain is overloaded)

look, it is two or three middle-aged people in Taoist robes, their eyes are solemn, standing in front of the towering mountain gate dozens of meters, their eyebrows are full of killing aura, and their spiritual sense is released mercilessly, forming waves visible to the naked eye in the air.

The comers are not good.

Ikawa's silent toes tapped the ground, and his veins pierced into the ground, ready to release hot blood and cold bodily fluids into the air.

Ye Qing only turned his back slightly, and the spiritual pressure was released slightly, and for a while, the three of them frowned, and the spiritual sense of the three of them together could not shake it in the slightest.

"Fellow Daoists, why bother hurting the harmony.

Ye Qing smiled, but his momentum was not too much, and he bowed his hand and performed the gift of the ancients.

"Little doll, don't pretend here because you are young and have a little bit of cultivation! It is the rule to ask for directions to immortals, and it is the Tiangang of the ancestors! No one is allowed to violate it!" One

of the most vicious-looking middle-aged cultivators came over, his face was round and round, and although his movements were respectful, his tone was quite unkind.

"Little doll... Ha, don't laugh at the Taoist friends, although the cultivation is shallow, but the five decays have passed, they know what is the heavens and the earth, the road to immortals since ancient times is long, if everything is praised for cultivation, how boring it is.

Ye Qing chuckled and took the initiative to put away his spiritual sense.

Seeing that Ye Qing had already taken the initiative to show weakness, the three of them gradually let down their guard, and one of the long-faced old men also arched his hand forward and said

, "Daoist friend, don't blame, Brother Lei has an impatient temperament,

and he has no immortal master demeanor... The old man had already heard that the Ye family's son was angry, and it was really extraordinary when he saw it today! And since it was the introduction of the girl from the Su family, we would receive it well.

"Hmph!" The

middle-aged man known as Brother Lei snorted coldly and took a step back, also showing his attitude.

"This must be the president of the company he asked to see, right? Young age, a real hero out of a young man, hehehe..."

The long-faced old man and the middle-aged man had a white face and a red face, Yi Chuan felt nothing, but Ye Qing just sighed silently, and his spiritual power suppressed the spiritual pressure of the fairy stone, so that Yi Chuan could go up and down freely.

"Let's go, little friend. The

five of them embarked on the road of the sect, and the invisible device that was shattered by Ye Qing was activated again, and the entire immortal gate was once again hidden in the clouds.

The sect is surrounded by towering peaks. The valley is lined with trees, lush flowers, and clear streams that flow through the mountains, making the sound of gurgling water, and the buildings are built along the mountain and scattered in all corners of the valley.

The gate of the sect is tall and solemn, seemingly made of stone blocks, carved with elaborate runes and mysterious patterns, and is flanked by two tall towers, the top of which is lit with a raging fire, symbolizing the majesty and power of the sect.

Entering the interior of the sect, you can see that the cultivation ground is wide and flat, paved with solid stone slabs, and all kinds of spiritual grasses are planted around the cultivation ground, exuding a rich spiritual aura for people to cultivate anywhere.

Just as soon as I stepped into it, I could see two or three groups of disciples wearing different colored robes dancing with knives and guns, spitting fire and swallowing water.... Unleashing all kinds of spells that are magical in Yi Chuan's eyes.

There is a huge stone platform in the center of the cultivation ground, which is engraved with various magic circles and charms, which is a place for the disciples of the sect to compete and refine weapons.

"It's not bad, although the sparrow is small, it has all five organs, the spirit grass hall, the training tower, the refining platform, the dojo... There is also the Hall of Elders in the distance, and it really feels like I have returned to the original era.

Ye Qing's voice sounded in Yi Chuan's head, and the rest of the people didn't notice it at all.

Obviously, Ye Qing's strength was far beyond these immortal cultivators, and it was conceivable that his terrifying ability was terrifying.

"A few of them are here soon, whether they are seeking the secret of immortality or needing the elixir of spiritual herbs, as long as they can pay the price.

The long-faced old man moved forward lightly, his feet did not touch the ground, and he could move forward a hundred meters away with his aura on the tip of his toes, and his speed could even maintain the speed of mortal walking, this level of strength was at least at the level of a martial elephant.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, but this elder, can you introduce us to the sect master, I want to discuss with him, and this friend of mine also has something to communicate with him.

Ye Qing bent down politely.

"Hmm... Don't blame fellow Daoists, it's not that I don't agree, the sect master himself often has important things to do, and he really has no spare time, just talk to us about anything, even if it is to introduce distinguished guests, we will respond to our own needs.

Although the long-faced old man said sorry, his expression was indifferent, obviously thinking that he was the one who wanted to ask the immortal to ask.

Yi Chuan was impatient in his heart, and just wanted to go up and threaten him, but was quietly stopped by Ye Qing, shook his head, and strode out.

For the first time, Ikawa saw a look called "gloomy" on his face.

Speaking of strength among the monks, Ye Qing's suppression of the divine consciousness on the Immortal Stone had already demonstrated his absolute strength, but they still ignored his love, obviously it was also accurate, as long as it was a normal person, he would not dare to make trouble in his sect.

They are also accustomed to this condescending attitude.

It's a pity that neither of them is a normal person.

"Since the Taoist friends refuse to see it, then don't blame the contemptible people for talking to them.

Ye Qing suddenly opened the spirit pressure, and in an instant, even Yi Chuan, who was not the target of the attack, sensed the terrifying fluctuation... The space was torn apart, and the aura emitted a piercing scream, which was dispersed in bursts, forming a hollow aura area.

The surrounding disciples all looked at the sky in confusion, trying to find out the origin of the vision, but they were shocked to find that the three elders were actually looking at two strangers, with panicked expressions on their faces.

"You...."

The long-faced old man was suddenly startled, and subconsciously touched the dust on his waist, but Ye Qing's eyes were fixed in place and he couldn't move, and the other middle-aged man with no features was the same.

"Little madman!"

Only the monk surnamed Lei actually took a step forward under Ye Qing's gaze, and his body actually broke through the blockade of spiritual pressure under the high-intensity tremor, and the gusts of wind were mixed with terror, and the internal force that was almost like a martial elephant was directly bombarded.

"Wu Daoji?"

Ye Qing was slightly surprised, but he didn't panic at all, and silently let the side of his body out.

Bang!

Yi Chuan caught the punch with one hand with an expressionless face, and in the shocked gaze of the middle-aged monk, his body released a terrifying wave of cold and hot aura, and the skin he touched was instantly pierced by ice thorns, leaving only ice crystals formed by blood condensation.

The muscles swelled suddenly, and with a strong flick, its body flew away like a cannonball, embedded in the stone wall not far away, and his mouth and nose were dripping with blood, but his eyes widened, staring at Yi Chuan and Ye Qing who shook their hands, as if they were about to scold.

"The internal strength of the Great Grandmaster, the strength of the late stage of Qi training... Both roads can't go long, self-immolation internal force, or self-melting aura, the qi and blood are quite abundant, and the aura can also be cultivated, otherwise it is hopeless to seek immortals.

"And with your temperament, it's better to cultivate martial arts and refine your body, why bother to practice qi and sit and torture yourself.

Ye Qing stepped forward and shook his head, stretched out his hand, and a burst of emerald green aura grew from the wooden sword in his hand, seeping into the middle-aged man's body, and his injuries were actually recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the middle-aged man's injuries were repaired, hundreds of disciples were already surrounded by him, all of whom had unkind faces and extraordinary strength.... Among them, the weakest is also an innate martial artist, and he is also a character outside.

According to the different colors of his clothes, Yi Chuan even saw the "personal disciples", and there was a little blue light surrounding them on the outside of their bodies, which should be the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and the martial arts cultivation was also a terrifying great master level.

It seems that many of the disciples here are dual cultivators, could it be the characteristics of the sect?

But seeing the middle-aged elders being knocked away by a blow, although they surrounded them with a large number of people, no one dared to come forward.

"See, this fellow Daoist, we are not here to ask the immortals, we are here to negotiate.

"If you don't want to talk, you can be tied up, and we'll talk slowly.

Ye Qing's voice was cold, and his eyes also looked at the tallest building of the sect in the distance: a towering building like an ancient palace, at the top of it, a woman wearing a white gauze scarf and a blood-colored Luo skirt was faintly visible holding a sword, and standing silently on top of it with a sword on her back.

"Spread out, to the Hall of Elders. The

woman spoke softly, her internal force and aura, and even contained.... A trace of the power of hyperspace fluctuations was conveyed to everyone's ears at once.

She turned away, leaving only one sentence:

"As for these three wastes, you dispose of them yourself. 」