Chapter 50 Xie Qinghou

Just 100 meters behind Qing Song and Wang Laowu, there was a seven-star boot, wearing a dark green Taoist robe, carrying a red fairy sword on his back. He was cold-looking. The young Taoist priest with brilliant starry eyes stood in the air, looking coldly at Qing Song like ten thousand years of ice.

"Xie Qinghou, it's actually you!" Qingsong did not despise the other party at all because he was just a young descendant. Instead, his face was solemn, and his right hand pinched the formula and was ready to do it immediately.

However, at this time, a white figure suddenly came out from behind Xie Qinghou. He saw a beautiful folding fan with various beauties drawn on the fan, wearing a snow-white gown, with long hair fluttering in the wind and self-generated. He turned out to be a handsome boy who looks so handsome that women will be shameful.

"Bai Zhengxiang, what do you always follow me?" Xie Qinghou frowned and seemed to be very tired of the young man in white behind him.

The peerless man named Bai Zhengxiang patted the folding fan of his left hand to his right hand and did not answer Xie Qinghou's question. Instead, he looked at Qing Song and suddenly laughed. This smile suddenly gave people a feeling that everything was under his control--

"Is this the Qingsong Taoist priest of Lingxu Dongtian? Sure enough, he was unparalleled. As soon as he took action, he razed this place to the ground, and Bai Zheng was impressed!"

"Who are you? Why do you walk with Xie Qinghou? Qingsong said coldly, obviously not to flatt Bai Zheng.

"Eastland Qianqiujing, Huajianpai, Bai Zhengxiang!" Bai Zhengxiang smiled with a beautiful woman in front of his chest and smiled amorously.

"Less stinky, there is no place for you to talk here. Get out of here." Xie Qinghou behind Bai Zheng couldn't help shouting.

Within't wait for Bai Zhengxiang to say anything, Qing Song suddenly said, "Xie Qinghou, are you here to chase me?"

Xie Qinghou took a step forward, stood in front of Bai Zheng and shook his head, "I came to Wuyun City for something else, not for Uncle Qingsong."

"Is there anything else to do?" Qingsong's face changed, "Are you also here for that?"

Xie Qinghou didn't say anything when he heard the words, and still looked cold. After a while, he said coldly, "Why did I come here? Uncle, you don't have to ask more. Although I didn't come here to catch you, since I met Uncle Qingsong, a traitor to the clan, Qinghou naturally can't stand by. For the sake of your kindness to me in the past, as long as you go back to the clan with me, I will not be too difficult for Uncle Qingsong!"

"What a big tone. You are just my nephew. Do you want to stop me?" Qingsong scolded angrily.

However, Qing Song said this sentence very unfathomable. Others may not know Xie Qinghou. Qingsong's Taoist can be regarded as watching him grow up with his own eyes. This son entered the Lingxu Cave at the age of three. At the age of seven, he became a great fetus. At the age of 15, he became a golden elixir. He can be described as a genius. Now his cultivation is unpredictable, and no one has ever known Xie Qinghou. What kind of realm has he reached? Even Qingjin also vaguely feels that he is not the opponent of Xie Qinghou!

However, at this time, it has reached the stage of tension. One wants to take the other party back to the sect, and the other disdains to admit defeat to a younger brother. No one can give in. A contest is inevitable.

At this time, dressed in white, the elegant white man interrupted and said, "Brother Qinghou, do you need my help?"

Xie Qinghou said coldly angrily, "This is the internal affairs of our Lingxu Cave. There is nothing you sent between flowers. Just stand aside and watch!"

Xie Qinghou didn't think he was appalled. He smiled faintly when he heard the words, then turned around and walked to one side, with his hands on his shoulders, and really saw the excitement.

Qingsong and Xie Qinghou confronted each other in mid-air, and then Qingsong was the first to stand such a tense atmosphere and was the first to take action!

The jasper gourd was sacrificed by the green pine again, and the long blood-red centipede appeared again and rushed to Xie Qinghou with endless blood fog!

Xie Qinghou snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and did not see him move much. The gravel on the ground flew up one after another, formed a huge flying sword in mid-air, and killed the blood jade centipede!

The blood jade centipede was unwilling to show weakness, roared fiercely, and collided with the flying sword made of brick and gravel. Only heard "boom"! With a sound, the huge flying sword burst in an instant, and the masonry flew in all directions. However, the blood jade centipede was also uncomfortable. It was split by a huge scar by the huge stone sword. The blue blood in the body flowed out of the wound, constantly roaring and struggling in mid-air, temporarily losing its combat effectiveness.

Wang Laowu in the distance was almost stunned. At the moment before, he felt that the blood jade centipede itself was enough to be invincible in the world. However, Xie Qinghou cut the blood jade centipede to his face and seriously injured him. How powerful should this guy named Xie Qinghou be?

Wang Laowu was shocked and inexplicably, and Qing Song also secretly shouted in his heart. He has been raising blood jade centipedes for many years and knows that blood jade centipedes have become demon elixir, which is comparable to the monks in the early stage of the realm of Jindan. However, he was suddenly injured by Xie Qinghou. Xie Qinghou's strength has vaguely exceeded his own momentum.

However, Qingsong refused to accept the fact that he had been surpassed by a younger generation. He waved his right hand, and the bloody jade centipede, which was seriously injured and howling was taken back by him. Then he led a sword formula with his left hand, using the golden elixir cultivation as the copper-patterned flying sword that urged the integration of his own sword. The flying sword quickly flew into mid-air, one into two, two into four, four into eight. In such a blink of an eye, the sky was full of criscrossing sword shadows.

"Kill!" Qingsong stretched out his hand and pointed to Xie Qinghou with a blank face. The flying sword in the sky was like a fierce flood, and rushed to Xie Qinghou like a vent, to stab him with thousands of holes and break his body!

Xie Qinghou was not in a hurry. He cut the belly of his index finger with his thumb nail, and a drop of blood gushed out of his finger belly. Then the sound of Xie Qinghou's low chanting spell sounded. The sound seemed to come from a very far away place. The vicissitudes of life was incomparable, but with an irresistible majesty--

"The brilliant thunder attracts it with blood!"

Xie Qinghou finished chanting and suddenly threw the red blood left on his finger belly into the sky!

The blood shot into the sky like a sharp arrow and disappeared into the thick dark clouds in an instant. A moment later, the black clouds began to turn red inch by inch, and then began to rotate. Looking up at the sky, I saw a bloody cloud in the sky, and there was a huge bloody whirlpool in the middle of the clouds. The vortex is spinning fast!

All this is a long story, but in fact it only happened in an instant. When the flying sword rushed to Xie Qinghou, the bloody whirlpool in the sky had also formed.

Before the flying sword touched Xie Qinghou, who was wearing a dark green Taoist robe and looked extremely cold, he was blocked by the protection of his body, and it was no longer difficult to enter.

At this time, there was a rumble of lightning and thunderous sound in the bloody whirlpool in the sky!

Then, countless bloody lightning suddenly fell from the center of the whirlpool! The target is Qing Song and Wang Laowu!

Wang Laowu suddenly looked up and saw huge lightning like a bloody dragon splitting towards him. In an instant, he was like a puppet. It was not that he did not want to escape, but that the bloody lightning itself had severe pressure, which suppressed Wang Laowu, who was only in the realm of Taoist fetus, and could not act rashly at all!

"Tiangang Blood Thunder! I didn't expect your 'blood magic power' to have advanced to such a level!" Qing Song in front of Wang Laowu also shouted with great shock, and then he suddenly put Wang Laowu's shoulder and took him a fusive light and fled to the distance!

Jindan Dacheng's Qingsong Taoist was shocked by Xie Qinghou just by face-to-face!

Xie Qinghou didn't know what he was thinking. When he saw Qingsong leaving, he did not pursue him, but waved his right hand. A breeze flew out of his robe. The blood clouds above his head were swept by the breeze, and suddenly dispersed and returned to the previous dark clouds and the mountain rain.

As if nothing had happened.

Bai Zhengxiang's voice sounded at this time, "Hahaha, okay, okay! I didn't expect that Brother Xie could integrate the 'Red Blood Futu' Dandao of Lingxu Cave with his own blood magic power to such an extent, which really opened his eyes! It's just now, brother Xie. You have a chance to take down Qingsong. Why did you let him go?

Xie Qinghou said coldly, "This is my business. I don't need you to interfere!"

Then, Xie Qinghou said again, "You and I just met outside Wuyun City. Why do you always follow me?"

The reason why Xie Qinghou asked this question, rather than immediately driving Bai Zheng away, was that the two had still fought several times before, and each time they were not close to each other. Xie Qinghou couldn't help Bai Zhengxiang at all, so his face was very ugly.

Xie Qinghou patted the folding fan on the palm of his left hand with his right hand and said with a smile, "Isn't that because you saw the banquet invitation of the 'Black Market Chamber of Commerce' in your hand? I have already said that as long as Brother Xie forwards the golden invitation to me, I will leave immediately and never disturb you again!"

Xie Qinghou immediately shook his head when he heard the words, "This is impossible. The invitation is sent by the 'black market chamber of commerce'. The number is limited. I came by chance and it is of another use. I can't give you the invitation!"

Bai Zhengxiang was extremely disappointed, and the Baimei fan in his hand kept knocking in the palm of his hand. "I didn't come for the black market chamber of commerce. I want the invitation from the black market because it is rumored that the Ziyue girl of Tianmiao'an will dance as a guest at the Wuyun City banquet.

"The Ziyue girl's identity is mysterious, and she is the only descendant of the mysterious sect located in the 'glazed realm' - 'Tianmiao'an' in recent years. In recent years, she has traveled around the eastern land and talked with people. It is said that no one has really seen her face so far. I have been fascinated for a long time. Brother Xie, you are a monk. Why do you have to go to that banquet to see the face of Miss Ziyue?

"I'm different from you, a wanderer. You know that I didn't go to the banquet to see the face of the purple moon." Xie Qinghou shook his head and said, "The black market, a chamber of commerce organization, spans the two worlds of immortals. It is powerful and mysterious. I have been paying attention to it for a long time. This time, the black market openly sent invitations to invite the scattered practitioners of the State of Yan to come to Wuyun City to attend a banquet for immortals. I happened to meet him, but I would like to take this opportunity to figure out the black market*. Don't mention the invitation again.

Bai Zheng was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but Xie Qinghou suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "If you want to see the beauty of the purple moon, there is no other way."

"What's the way!" Bai Zheng, who looked like a drowning man, caught a life-saving straw and asked very anxiously.

Xie Qinghou suddenly laughed. This is the first time he has smiled since he appeared, like a trace of ice and snow melting. Although it is still cold, it is no longer unkind. "Did you come all the way to this place just to see the beauty of the purple moon? Since you want to be favored by beautiful women, you must know one of Ziyue's habits, that is, when she travels around the countries, she must hold a small discussion meeting everywhere she goes. As long as the young man who performs well at the conference will have the opportunity to become her guest and discuss it.

"You come from the 'Qianqiujing' flower school and are conceited. Why don't you try to take this road to get close to the purple moon?"

Bai Zhengxiang suddenly unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and the Bai Meitu depicted on the fan was displayed in front of him again. He suddenly became dy and was no longer the previous decadent appearance. Then, he burst into laughter, "Haha, yes, right! Why didn't I think of this? Brother Xie really woke up the dreamer with one word! I'm going back to prepare and win the first place in the Taoist conference, so that I can see the demeanor of the purple moon girl!"