Heavy snow falls from the sky, and the earth turns into a snow country for thousands of miles.

Now, except for the Yellow Turban Strongman, which is similar to the magic weapon, Changjing is also working hard to dig the canals and moats in the city, and everyone else hides in the house trembling in the cold winter.

However, in this cold winter, many evil demon sects from other states and some evil devils that were wiped out by Daxuan sneaked into Changjing.

Some people are mixed in to find out the news, some want to get some benefits from it, or lay some nails before moving to Beijing.

One by one, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of Daxuan's move to Beijing and engage in conspiracy.

Wang Qilang sat cross-legged on the hall wearing a white cloud-patterned crane robe. There were several souls and many gods standing on both sides. Inside and outside the hall were elite monks from the Immortal Sect of the Immortal Sect.

He watched the true soul of the soul who was locked in front of His Highness, and a group of disciples who had obviously practiced the profound Taoism.

This is the biggest fish that has been sneaking into Changjing recently.

"A man from the Supreme Way?"

"Snooze into Zhongzhou to touch the background of my Changsheng Immortal Sect, and want to destroy my Sancai Huntian Formation?"

"The plan is good, but send more powerful people here. What's the point of just this one?"

These people predicted that once Daxuan moved to Jingchang, the power of the three talents of heaven, earth, man and man will be united, and the eyes of Jiuzhou and Earth will be integrated.

By that time, the power of Master Taixuan, Emperor Fengdu, and Emperor Taishan had reached its peak, and they really wanted to attack the entire Jiuzhou.

No matter how the other three immortal sects think or prepare to do, everyone has already had a foreseeable sense that the era of separatist rule of the ten immortal sects in Jiuzhou is about to end.

The emergence of an era will naturally follow the end of the previous era.

These remnants of forces that are about to end are naturally not so willing to die, and it is expected that they will fight back and struggle.

However, Wang Qilang also realized that Taishang Dao did not seem to be really going to fight with the Immortal Sect of Changsheng, but it seemed to be trying to delay time.

The real person of Taishang Dao Yuanshen who pretended to be a vendor shouted: "Wang Qilang!"

"You call yourself the Immortal Sect of the Changsheng Immortal Sect, but you are actually a remnant of the Demon Sect. You are full of morality and practice the evil ways of the Demon Sect."

"If you want to steal the capital of Jiuzhou and do things in a wrong way, you will definitely not die well."

"The Supreme Lord of Taoism will not let you go."

He was shouting harsh words, but in fact, his legs were trembling when facing Wang Qilang.

This is so scared that I don’t know what to say, I just say something harsh to give myself courage and not to be too ugly when I die.

A true soul of the dignified Taishang Dao turned into this in front of Wang Qilang.

You can imagine how famous he is in Kyushu is now.

Wang Qilang called out the name of the Supreme Lord: "Li Wenshou?"

"Is he that powerful?"

"Then why didn't he come here in person and send you to die?"

Wang Qilang smiled, too lazy to say anything more to such a sent-out pawn.

He raised his hand and pointed it at the Yuanshen Zhenren and his disciples, and the entire space seemed to be pinched by him.

"ah!"

The Yuanshen Zhenren and the disciples pressed on the ground made a scream of fear and fell into Wang Qilang's sleeve.

A large group of living people who practiced were taken away by Wang Qilang like ants.

This kind of power involving the laws of the Great Dao also made the souls and gods present frightened. If they faced such power, they would probably not have the power to resist at all.

Wang Qilang has recently improved this move. After all, even if he reduces the opponent to the size of his nails, he will need to consume a lot of mana every moment to maintain it.

However, he immediately thought of a way to solve this problem. Although there was no space inside the belly of the Tianzeng, he had the ability to blame the sky.

With this move, he can trap any enemy into the sky, and at the same time test the power and changes in this independent space.

After packing up these spies from the Supreme Taoist Patriarch, Wang Qilang stood up and walked out of the corridor on the side of the hall.

At this time, paper girl Sun Shanshan ran out and said to Wang Qilang.

"Li Yuanji asked me to tell you."

"You are not allowed to throw things into her place anymore. She is angry and unhappy."

Wang Qilang pretended not to hear: "Ah?"

"What did you say?"

"I can't hear it very clearly."

"Li Yuanji has a problem, so let her come to talk to me! How could I know if she doesn't say it?"

"People should learn to communicate, and only communication can understand each other..."

Wang Qilang was making jokes and playing a scoundrel. He knew that Li Yuanji would not come to see him, or that he wanted to use this method to force Li Yuanji to see if it was useful.

At this time, the plague god suddenly came to report: "Master."

"Yu Hong from the Yishan Sect is here to see you, and now he is waiting for you in the side hall."

Wang Qilang didn't hear much clearly at first the difference between Yu Hong and Yu Huang. After all, the former had no impression of him in his consciousness.

"Isn't this guy in Tianzhou? Come here to see me at this critical moment?"

The plague god immediately reminded him: "Master."

"It's not Yu Huang, the young sect leader of Yishan Sect, but Yu Hong, the young sect leader of the previous generation."

Wang Qilang immediately recalled who Yu Hong was. It was the last young leader of the former Yishan Immortal Sect who was sent to Changjing during the chaos in Changjing. He was finally tricked by Wang Qilang, who turned into a golden dragon.

Wang Qilang was almost dead and escaped from his life and relied on the shameless way of pretending to be dead.

This unlucky guy was taken down by the Immortal Lord Guangshou and stayed in the Immortal Cave. In the end, the Immortal Lord Guangshou Jiang Zigao died in the hands of Huo Shanhai. It was Emperor Taishan who spent a great price to replace him and one of the Five Emperor Seals from Huo Shanhai.

However, because he stayed in the Immortal Cave, he went through the transformation and refining of sentient beings, and his soul was broken and cut off.

Since then, let alone becoming an immortal.

It is said that since then, the cultivation level has continued to overflow and regress, and now he has become a useless person who cannot practice and has been completely abandoned by Emperor Taishan.

Now I think about it, that shameless escape from pretending to be dead.

It is the reversal of their lives.

Wang Qilang seemed to have swallowed Yu Hong's luck, and he swept the world with his cheating and has come to this point now.

This person first cut off the foundation of becoming an immortal, then lost the position of the young sect leader, and now he has lost all his cultivation and has turned into a mortal.

Thinking of this, Wang Qilang suddenly felt guilty: "What is he here to look for me?"

The plague god shook his head: "I don't know, Yu Hong did not explain his purpose."

The cheeky Wang Qilang is not the kind of person who is afraid of others. Even if the miser comes to him, he can tell the other party some reason and pick himself up completely.

"Walk!"

"Go and meet him!"

In the side hall.

Wang Qilang looked around, but he didn't see Yu Hong for a long time.

I only saw a thin middle-aged man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were full of dusk.

Standing in the corner, I was looking at a picture of the words written by Wang Qilang.

"I will be the lingering leader."

"Looking at the smallest mountain."

He was immersed in the meaning of this poem and fell into deep memories.

He once had this kind of passion, standing on the top of the mountains and looking at the world as if nothing had happened.

Wang Qilang looked carefully and found that the middle-aged man had the shadow of Yu Hong's heroic and domineering past between his eyebrows and eyes.

He was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, in less than two years, the arrogant Yu Hong, who was so arrogant and powerful that even the Immortal Lord Guangshou dared to rush to the top, had already become like this.

"Senior Brother Yu Hong?"

Yu Hong turned around and bowed to Wang Qilang.

"I dare not call my senior brother in front of the young master, and I am in Yu Hong."

He looked at Wang Qilang, and deep envy appeared in his turbid eyes.

Everything Wang Qilang did and had was his expectations and wishes for himself.

In his dreams, he was fantasizing about everything Wang Qilang did, he did it himself.

And wake up in a dream.

The other party has reached the peak layer by layer, but he has fallen into the clouds.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, and the style of the young master is even more prosperous in the past."
To be continued...