Duangu Pass is located more than 100 miles east of Heigu City. As its name suggests, it is a east-west river valley fault vent. The entire Blue Sand Island terrain gradually decreases from north to south, and this Duangu also forms a natural barrier.

At this moment, a big battle broke out outside the pass. There were about dozens of foundation-building monks holding various magic weapons, emitting several spiritual lights, fighting each other, and cultivators in Qi training realm could not get involved at all.

A blue spiritual light brought out three-foot-foot-pie reflecting in the middle of the battlefield. An old monk in the foundation-building realm in Guo's camp trembled his eyebrows and narrowly avoided the attack. He turned around and saw that there was a young monk in purple clothes standing next to him.

He seemed young, but his cultivation was actually five levels of foundation building. When he saw the slender green jade flute in his hand, he immediately exclaimed: "Yu Xiaojian, you are Meng Baizhou!"

Meng Baizhou, Yuxiao Jian, raised a smile on his lips, and was quite proud of his reputation so widely, saying, "You have some knowledge!"

After speaking, he was not long-winded. The jade flute sword, as thin as a cicada, continued to bring out a blue light and attacked the old man fiercely. The monks around him quickly dispersed, and even the people who were attacking each other tacitly changed the place, leaving room for Meng Baizhou and the old man.

At this moment, on a giant tree behind the Duangu Pass battlefield, two figures were standing quietly on it, looking towards Meng Baizhou.

A figure looked slightly hunched, with pale hair and decayed face. It was Tan Qian, the eldest elder of the Zijian Pavilion. The woman next to her had three blue water drop marks on her eyebrows. She was not the dew man or anyone else.

"Uncle Qian, your disciple is less than a hundred years old. His cultivation level has already been built on the fifth level of foundation, which is indeed good!"

Hearing Zuo Ninglu praise Meng Baizhou, Tan Qian's wrinkled face couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he said modestly: "Where is there, it's still far worse than Ninglu."

"Fortunately, Bai Zhou informed me. If we waited for us to react, I'm afraid that the monks of the Guo family had already retreated into Duangu Pass at this moment." Tan Qian looked at the hostile monks who were falling down on the battlefield and couldn't help but invite some merit for his disciples.

Zuo Ninglu nodded, but a figure in Qingyi flashed through her mind.

Meng Baizhou had already told the two that the news that Guo was going to retreat was Li Qingxiao, the head of the Li clan of Yulin Town, who sent someone to tell him. After learning about it, Meng Baizhou did not dare to make arbitrary decisions, but sent a message to Tan Qian.

"I didn't expect this little thief could do something!" Zuo Ninglu smiled slightly, and Tan Qian on the side didn't notice it.

This news said it was important and important. After learning about the situation, Master Mingjian immediately organized the disciples of the sect to successfully intercept the opponent before the Guo coalition forces retreated to Duan Valley.

At this moment, the large number of casualties in the Guo coalition forces on the battlefield were the biggest gains of Zijian Pavilion.

Four cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm within the Guo family's coalition have been killed in a row, and dozens of cultivators in the Qi Training Realm.

These are all those who later learned about the retreat. There are basically no monks from the Guo family. They are all foundation-building families in the other cities. Many of them are ancestors in the clan. After death, I don’t know how many devastated small families will be broken.

Fan Xing, who faced Meng Baizhou, is an ancestor of a foundation-building family from Yunhai City. This time he went to the battlefield to show his loyalty to the Guo family. At this moment, he was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step and almost died several times, and he felt even regretful.

At this moment, a powerful pressure came from behind Fan Xing, causing his body to stagnate. Meng Baizhou's jade flute sword seized the opportunity and instantly reached Fan Xing's forehead.

"Bold! I dare to take action when I come!"

Hearing this sound, Meng Baizhou's pupils shrank violently, and he pulled out the jade flute sword and retreated quickly. However, the pressure quickly expanded and opened towards his whole body. It suddenly sank, and Meng Baizhou's body fell toward the ground.

A flame that seemed dull but emitted the ultimate high temperature came instantly from behind Fan Xing and galloped to Meng Baizhou's body.

This pressure was not only Meng Baizhou, but also the other monks on the battlefield were affected. Everyone noticed the power of the flame, stopped their movements and looked over there.

"Hahaha, the people on Baichuan are getting back to life. The young disciple is only in the middle stage of foundation building cultivation, and the master actually takes action himself."

When the flame was about to approach Meng Baizhou, a hunched old man suddenly blocked him. The flame directly hit a giant sword in front of the old man, leaving a trace of flame on the giant sword.

The old man stepped on the giant sword and said relaxed in his words, but there was still a trace of solemnity on his face, looking at a fiery red figure in the sky.

It was the monk who had just taken action against Meng Baizhou that had appeared on the battlefield at this moment.

He was wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, with a middle-aged face looking sinister, and his body was surrounded by seven balls of flames. Two balls of flames were still holding him under his feet. If he looked at the seven balls of flames carefully, he would find that the center of each ball was a red spirit bead.

The seeds of Guo’s golden elixir are from all rivers!

Master Mingjian of Zijian Pavilion, Tan Qian!

The two of them were facing each other in the air at the Duan Valley Pass. This was also the first meeting of the supreme command after the two sides fought for four years. The other monks on the battlefield held their breath and were waiting for the two to speak.

"Mingjian Old Ghost, I took such a good apprentice until I died. I have to pay attention to it, otherwise it would be a pity to be killed!" Guo Baichuan's identity could not bear Tan Qian's sarcasm, and immediately spoke to mock Tan Qian's age.

Although Tan Qian was in the false alchemy realm, he was only over 190 years old. He was over 290 years old and not far from the deadline. Guo Baichuan's words undoubtedly touched his pain points.

But after taking a deep breath, Tan Qian still held back his anger, looked at the tragic situation of the Guo family coalition under Duangu Pass, and mocked: "I don't know when my apprentice was slaughtered, but many foundation-building cultivators who have followed Guo and my Zijian Pavilion in the past four years have been slaughtered."

Guo Baichuan is full of energy. It is an indisputable fact that the Guo coalition forces have suffered a crushing defeat in the past four years!

The Guo coalition, which originally gathered nearly 100 foundation-building monks and thousands of Qi training monks, has lost more than 30 foundation-building monks in the past four years, and hundreds of Qi training monks have been killed or injured.

However, noticed around, when he heard Tan Qian's words, the coalition monk whose eyes had begun to change, Guo Baichuan immediately spoke: "It's just a momentary power. Zijian Pavilion won't be able to show off its fierceness for a long time. All coalition monks will withdraw all the Duangu Pass!"

The people on Baichuan shouted loudly, and the monks outside the pass quickly withdrew from the battlefield. The Zijian Pavilion sects who were facing them were surprisingly not blocked.

The seven mysterious fire beads of Baichuan Zhenren were suspended around his body. The Samadhi True Fire came from above and was always on guard. Even Tan Qiandu's eyes trembled slightly, and he did not dare to stop the coalition forces from retreating.

"Hmph! The old ghost Mingjian has only such a little bit of ability, but he doesn't dare to attack me!" Guo Baichuan turned around and left a contemptuous look.

It was not until all the Guo coalition forces retreated to Duangu Pass that the disciples of Zijian Pavilion each took back their magic weapons and returned to the camp outside the pass.

Master Ninglu, who was hiding in the dark, appeared beside Tan Qian at this time and said in confusion: "Uncle Qian, can't we two still keep Guo Baichuan?"

Just now when the Baichuan people were about to retreat, Zuo Ninglu secretly sent a message to Tan Qian, but was rejected by the other party, and she couldn't help but speak out in confusion.

Tan Qian showed a wry smile on his face and said, "Guo Baichuan is 200 years old. Do you know how old he was when he broke through to the false alchemy realm?"

Left Gentre shook his head.

"Age 140! Guo Baichuan is immersed in the false alchemy realm for a hundred years, and his cultivation has reached its peak. He is probably only one line away from the real elixir formation. If not, why would you think Guo sent him to be the commander-in-chief of this coalition army? It's just that we two can't take him down.

This son is not very good, but his cultivation qualifications are really nothing to say. Gan Yun Zhenren had asserted a hundred years ago that this son would definitely form a pill to achieve a real person.”

Master Ninglu nodded. Guo Baichuan's aura really made her feel a little palpitations, but after all, she was still young and felt that the gap with the other party was not too big.

At this moment, a voice sounded outside the door.

"Master Mingjian, Li, who worships Chen Xiantang on Yushan, has something to ask for attention!"

Chen Xiantang!

Hearing this name, a trace of doubt flashed in Tan Qian's eyes. Meng Baizhou, who was still beside him, reacted and met Chen Xiantang. He immediately nodded to his master Tan Qian, indicating that it was true.

Chen Xiantang walked in with a hint of anxiety. He had already known Meng Baizhou and just nodded. He recognized the man and woman next to him with a little discerning.

"Chen Xiantang greets Master Mingjian!"

Tan Qianke made a few words, thinking that Chen Xiantang was just here to seek credit for Li's family. After all, the news of Guo's retreat was provided by Li's family, but Chen Xiantang directly told the Dinghai Sword everything about the incident.

Not only Tan Qian, but also Zuo Ninglu Meng Baizhou and the other two were shocked.

"Spiritual weapon, what you said is true?" Tan Qian asked in a hurry.

Chen Xiantang emphasized the key point and said, "How dare you deceive your master? The patriarch Li Qingxiao specially ordered him to come down to find your master. He said that Li was willing to send Dinghai Sword to Zijian Pavilion, just to protect his clan!"

Tan Qian's expression was gloomy and changed several times before he finally calmed down and said to Chen Xiantang and his qi: "Li is intent. Can fellow Taoist be there for a moment? Let's think about it for a moment and will definitely give a reply."

He wanted to say something else, but Chen Xiantang also understood the truth that too much is not enough. Before leaving, he just said: "It's okay to wait for a moment, but Guo Wanli already knows about Dinghai Sword. If he notified Guo in advance and went to Bayu Mountain in advance, he may not be safe."

After Chen Xiantang left, Tan Qian asked Master Ninglu with a serious expression: "Ninglu, what do you think?"

"If you want to lead Zi Jiange to face Guo's family, spiritual weapons are of great importance. I think this Li's small foundation-building family should not dare to deceive us!" The fool would not think that such spiritual weapons were delivered to the door. Master Ninglu revealed Li Qingxiao's thoughts in a few words.

After walking around for a while, Tan Qian stopped and said decisively: "Purple Sword Pavilion is about to face Guo now. If Guo Baichuan knew that the little Li family had a spiritual weapon, he would definitely snatch it. That was a spiritual weapon! No, Ninglu and I will go to Bayu Mountain with me!"

Zuo Gentio nodded without questioning.

It's a spiritual weapon after all!

How many spiritual weapons can be found in the entire Blue Sand Island? I'm afraid it's no more than a palm!

At the same time, I also felt curious about the little Li family of Bayushan.

A small clan who is just a sixth-level foundation building, actually has spiritual weapons!

At this moment, Tan Qian seemed a little worried and said seriously: "No, please inform Master, Guo may be determined to win this spiritual weapon."

Upon hearing this, Meng Baizhou's eyes were horrified and almost exclaimed.

Master Mingjian’s master is his master!
Chapter completed!