Chapter 88 The war begins, Lingyun Lingyun

However, Miao Yizhen said that when he saw that his procrastination plan was seen through by Ling Yun, his face was slightly blue, and he recovered in an instant. He smiled and said, "The saint's words are heavy! The disciple was just afraid of breaking the rules, so he investigated the Lord of Ziyun Palace, which was by no means what the saint thought. It was to delay the time!"

Ling Yun took a mocking look at Miao Yizhen and said, "What the truth is, you can know at a glance!" I won't say much, and you don't have to say any more. Don't say that I will bully the small with the big, and give you an ultimatum. After ten, I will go to war by myself. After saying that, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and the snow shadow sword appeared in his hand. Then he closed his eyes and began to count down in his heart.

At the same time, Lei Yue and others behind Ling Yun also took their magic weapons in their hands one after another. After Ling Yun's order, they began to attack.

When Miao Yizhen saw this, he felt helpless. After thinking about it for a moment, he said again, "I still has another problem. After that, I will go to war and have no regrets!" I hope the saint can do it!" After saying that, he bowed and saluted Ling Yun!

Hearing this, Ling Yun frowned slightly, opened his eyes and looked at Miaoyi Zhenren, and said indifferently, "Say!" After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Miao Yizhen didn't care. He pointed to the old man withered bamboo behind Ling Yun and asked, "If the disciple is not wrong, this is the first immortal in the side door, and the dead bamboo immortal in the wilderness?"

The old man Kuzhu listened to Miaoyi's real question, and a trace of hesitation flashed on his face. Finally, he came out of the list and said, "Poverty withered bamboo! I've met Taoist friends!"

When Miao Yizhen saw the old man withered bamboo admitting, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then said with a smile, "Shuming once visited the old fairy, but it's a pity that she couldn't meet each other. Now I see the true face of the old fairy, but it's a pity in my heart."

After listening to Miaoyi's words, the old man's face of guilt flashed by, and in an instant, he returned to the appearance of an ancient well without waves. He said lightly, "The previous thing was due to the virtue of Taoist friend Gaode, and the poor Taoist luckily escaped! If it hadn't been for the arrival of Taoist friends and others at that time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to save the body of the poor Taoist body. Thank you here!" With that, he bowed to Miao Yizhen.

Hearing this, Miao Yizhen waved his hand with a smile and said, "Don't do what you don't want to do to others. Shuming can do this!" After a pause, he saw Miaoyi's real face, and then asked, "I don't know why you are here?" And that Lu's Taoist friend..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man withered bamboo and said lightly, "It's the poor and the senior sister who begged for trouble and offended the saint!" Now the senior sister has been reincarnated and repaired, and the poor Tao is following the saint as atonement.

At this point, the old man withered bamboo bowed his head and meditated, and then continued to say, "Thank you very much for the previous things!" But now we are hostile, and the poor Taoist will not show mercy, and Taoist friends don't need to care about anything, although they take action! If the poor road died like this, it was also because of fate, and there would be no complaint at all!"

Hearing the words of the old man withered bamboo, Miao Yizhen was suddenly shocked, but he was surprised that Lu Yu had been reincarnated. Who is Lu Yu? Miaoyi is a real person who knows that one of the six monsters in the universe has learned the Tao as early Tang Dynasty. Although his surname is strange, his cultivation is unparalleled. Such a figure has already passed out, which naturally surprised Miao Yizhen a little.

Moreover, listening to the old man Kuzhu's words, Lu Yu's death seems to be related to Ling Yun, but this shocked the spirit of Miaoyi Zhenren. The relationship between Lu Yu and the old man Kuzhu is also known by Miao Yiren. Hearing this news, Miao Yi Zhenren thought about how to alienate and with each other for the first time. Old bamboo and Ling Yun.

Unfortunately, it backfired. After listening to the old man's words, Miao Yizhen suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart, and he was more regretful.

You should know that the old man withered bamboo is one of the most profound people in the side door, and he is known as the first immortal in the side door! For thousands of years, the old man withered bamboo has been working hard on the Qing method. His skills are extremely profound, and the magic weapon in his hand is extraordinary, and he is extremely sharp. He is best at breaking all kinds of gods and demons.

Moreover, in the remnants of the Qing Dynasty practiced by the old man withered bamboo, it turned out to be some strange door escape armor skills. The old man of Kuzhu has been studying for thousands of years and has been extremely exquisite. Any event within 30,000 miles can be sensed by a little calculation. Like the Youtan god nun, Xinru Shenni, Fentuo god nun, white-browed monk and so on, he is one of the most feared senior monks of the magic cultivation.

Originally, Miaoyi Zhenren had already decided to pull him into the Orthodox side. In this way, he would get twice the result with half the effort against the magic religion, but he didn't expect to be preempted by Ling Yun.

At present, Miao Yizhen is disappointed, but he is still a little vigilant. The old man Kuzhu, plus the Bliss real person just now, and the Hundred Birds Taoist Gongzhi Huang, who was known in the battle of Qingluo Palace before, Ling Yun has contacted the three top talents in the human world, but whether it is only these two people, or... Thinking of this, Miaoyi Zhenren couldn't help oozing a trace of sweat on his face and looked at Ling on the opposite side in horror. Yun thought to himself, "In the words of the teacher, it is incredible that the saint of Tongtian has been reincarnated for only more than a dozen years and has been planned to come here! It seems that my Emei is also going to speed up. Thinking about it, a divine light flashed in Miaoyi's eyes, and then said to the old man withered bamboo, "Ha ha! Shuming is just a little curious that the old fairy is here. There is no other meaning. Don't misunderstand the old fairy.

The old man Kuzhu nodded and then retreated to the side indifferently.

Seeing the old man withered bamboo retreat, Miao Yizhen's momentum suddenly changed. He was extremely fierce. His whole body was as sharp as a peerless fairy sword. He took a faint look at Ling Yun and others, and then turned to the crowd and whispered, "Ready for war!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and didn't say much. They took out their magic weapons and looked at Ling Yun and others on guard. The second generation of Emei disciples, such as Ascetic Totuo and Xuan Zhenzi, greeted a group of younger disciples and made them retreat behind the crowd.

When everyone had just stood still, Ling Yun on the opposite side suddenly opened his eyes, and two white snow lights flashed by. Then he saw Ling Yun raise his hand and raise his sword. The edge of the sword pointed to Xiang Miaoyi Zhenren and others, and slowly spit out a word in his mouth: "Kill!"

As soon as the word killing came out, Lei Yue and others behind Ling Yun rose up and rushed straight to Miaoyi Zhenren and others. On the contrary, Ling Yun stood still and did not move.

When Miao Yizhen and others saw this, they did not dare to show weakness. They held their magic weapons and fairy swords and welcomed them.

Suddenly, there were thunderstorms on the flat ground, and the glow was all over the sky. It was changing rapidly and dazzling. Dozens of people on both sides collided in one place and fought in a scuffle. Although the number of Lei Yue and others is small, their cultivation is higher than that of Miaoyi Zhenren and others. The generals did not suffer losses, but slowly gained the upper hand.

Although Miaoyi Zhenren and others are large, their cultivation is slightly inferior to that of Lei Yue and others. The most important thing is that Miao Yi Zhenren and others take into account Li Yingqiong, Zhou Qingyun and other junior disciples, and are afraid that Lei Yue and others will attack, so they are distracted. And he was not the opponent of Lei Yue and others, but also distracted and naturally fell into the wind.

In fact, this wonderful real person and others are the hearts of villains. What are the cultivations of Lei Yue and others? What kind of status? He disdains to sneak up on others, and even those junior disciples, let out of the way.

At this time, Ling Yun, who had been standing in place, shook his body, turned into a purple light, and instantly came to Li Yingqiong and other junior disciples.

Seeing Ling Yun here, Li Yingqiong and others were shocked. They hurriedly took out the magic weapon and the flying sword to guard, and looked at Ling Yun warily.

Seeing this, Ling Yun smiled and said, "My cultivation is comparable to that of you, and I just want to add a battle. What do you think?"

After listening to Ling Yun's words, everyone present was eager to try. As early as outside the Ziyun Palace, everyone wanted to challenge the power of the saint. Unfortunately, Miaoyi chose Zhou Qingyun, and everyone could only regret to miss it. Now that there is a chance to come again, everyone is eager to see the demeanor of the saint.

At present, these junior disciples are led by Qi Lingyun, so after they are excited, they look at Qi Lingyun one after another, and their faces are full of expectation.

Qi Lingyun is calm. Although he is also looking forward to fighting with Ling Yun, he is inevitably a little worried, but he is afraid that someone in the crowd will fall, so it is difficult to explain to his elders. After a moment of meditation, he said to Ling Yun, "The disciples and others are all juniors, and they are not opponents of saints. However, since the saint is really interested, I will wait for you to accompany me until the point!"

Ling Yun looked at Qi Lingyun with a smile, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes. Qi Lingyun said this, but he wanted to trap Ling Yun. At the end, he wanted Ling Yun to be bound by this, so that he could not be killed. In this way, even if they lose, they will not lose anything. After all, Ling Yun's identity is there. If they lose to the saint, they will not be ashamed to say it. But if he wins, Emei will definitely make a big deal and promote Emei's momentum. It can be said to be invincible!

"Ha ha! Speaking of which, my name in this life is quite similar to Qi Lingyun. Lingyun and Lingyun are really predestined!" Ling Yun thought strangely in his heart, and then said, "I didn't expect that you little girl still know how to calculate!" Ha ha! Is it over? Do you think it's feasible? The tone is full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Qi Lingyun could hear the sarcasm in Ling Yun's words, but he didn't care at all. He replied faintly, "Disciples and others are juniors. Shouldn't it be too much to make such a request?" After saying that, he looked at Ling Yun without showing weakness, as if to say that he dared not meet the request against the younger generation. It was really a vain saint.

"Yo!" Ling Yun answered with a smile, and then said, "You are really sharp-toothed!" But for the sake of your name, I will allow you!"

Qi Lingyun was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. He was about to thank him, but he heard Ling Yun continue to say, "But I also have conditions!" As far as you say, it's impossible for me not to kill alone. With that, but Ling Yun raised his left hand, stretched out three fingers, and continued, "Three people! I only kill three people!"

Hearing this, Qi Lingyun was suddenly a little disappointed, and then bowed his head to measure it.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the audience: "Humph! The saint underestimated me, didn't he? Now the cultivation of saints is also comparable to that of us. When the generals are in battle, we don't know who will win or lose!"

(to be continued)