"A trivial matter, a misunderstanding?"

Qin Yan's words of persuasion were like adding fuel to the fire. Even with the cunning of the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Elder Lu couldn't control his anger, his eyes turned red, and his eyes were ripped out: "What a light little thing, it turns out that the golden elixir was broken, his realm fell, the purple palace of Dantian was severely damaged, and the foundation of the Tao was destroyed. In the eyes of the real person of the head, it was just a small matter that was insignificant, good, very good..."

The other party's eyes were full of resentment. This time, not only did he hate the culprit, but also his true man Qingyu was hated.

However, Qin Yan ignored it, as if he didn't see the anger in the other party's eyes, and continued to speak: "What happened, is it right or wrong, and who is responsible? I believe that my senior brother also knew it in his heart. OK, we will not pursue these things now. Now that things have come to this point, the senior brother acts like he will never give up until he achieves his goal. What do you want? Could it be that you still want my unworthy disciple, can you accompany you for your life?"

“It’s not enough.”

Since she had already said this, Elder Lu could not hide his anger in his heart and said hatefully: "Does a mere immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Yuanying have caused such a huge disaster? Do you think it's okay to die if you die?"

"What else do you want?" Qin Yan's voice also became a little cold.

"I want to drain his soul and refine his soul, so that he can't live or die. If this is the case, I can't help but eliminate the hatred in my heart."

"You're too much?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk couldn't bear it. As the saying goes, the clay man is still angry, not to mention that he is really too frustrated about this matter.

I am obviously the victim.

But the other party refused to give in and even said that even if he lost his life, he would not be enough, which was too bullying.

Is it amazing in the late stage of the Nascent Soul?

If you practice for hundreds of years, you may not be weaker than you.

He was really angry.

And this is exactly the result that Qin Yan wants. Otherwise, after a while of fighting, how could he have a willing helper?

It can be said that when both sides talked about this, they had completely broken their faces and had no room for further discussion.

Elder Lu waved his hand: "The head of the sect will leave the humble house. There is no need for you and I to argue about this matter anymore. It is better to wait for dawn to summon all the brothers and brothers to tell them about the passage, and then make customizations."

This guy is actually very cunning. He deliberately did not mention it, and he would ask his master for help, with the purpose of catching the head Qingyu Zhenren off guard.

However, Qin Yan did not plan to leave just now.

He frowned and said, "Senior Brother, is there really no room for discussion to ease this matter?"

"No."

The other party's face was cold and obviously he was unwilling to say more.

"good."

Qin Yan didn't force it and sighed: "Since my senior brother insisted on his own and insisted on my unfilial disciple's life, it would be fine, so I'll give you my best."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yan had already taken action.

He raised his right hand, grabbed his five fingers in a virtual grasp, and grabbed it towards the void.

"master."

Things were developing suddenly and it took a sharp turn. The middle-aged monk never expected that the master would suddenly do something to him.

The expression was stunned.

When he realized it, there was still time to dodge and resist.

The whole person was wrapped in a dazzling green light and could not move.

I was shocked and angry in my heart.

But there are more expressions of despair.

His only reliance was Master Qingyu, but he never expected that Master would give up on himself. In this case, how could he have a way out?

Elder Lu was also surprised. Such a change was something he never expected.

Yes, he is very strong, but the head of the sect is real.

In the battle with him, the other party actually has the advantage. After all, although his master is the Supreme Elder and the God-Transforming Cultivator, the master of Qingyu Zhenren has the same cultivation status.

Besides, he knew his son better than his father. He was not unclear about his son's situation. Yes, this time, he was very angry and hated the other party. He was too cruel to attack.

But I actually knew in my heart that the truth of the matter was mostly different from the son's description.

This little brat is usually domineering.

Therefore, it is the possibility that he caused trouble, but in fact there are more.

Elder Lu knew this in his heart.

So, although he couldn't bear this tone, he never expected that Master Qingyu would make such a choice in front of him.

Does he want to surrender?

But why?

There was no need for him to do this, and he was confused except for doubt.

Because he was too shocked, he did not move at all. Elder Lu just stood there and looked coldly.

The whole process is complicated, but in fact it is just a blink of an eye. In just a moment, the middle-aged monk was subdued by Qin Yan.

Can't move!

"After all, we are classmates, there is no need to hurt the harmony."

Qin Yan sighed: "Since I, a rebellious disciple, have caused a big disaster, I will hand him over to my senior brother. In this way, you should always be satisfied."

After saying this, Qin Yan didn't say much. With a swing of his sleeve, the middle-aged monk who was restrained was held back by an invisible force and threw him towards the other party.

The guy's expression was naturally extremely ugly.

Elder Lu was in a daze. All this was really too unexpected.

He couldn't figure out the reason why the other party did this. Was it really just to calm his anger?

With a lot of thoughts in my mind, the middle-aged monk who was restrained had been thrown in front of him.

Although he was puzzled and puzzled, he still took the other party like a conditioned reflex.

However, at this moment, the mutation broke out.

There was no sign at all. The disciple of Zhenren Qingyu suddenly resumed his movements, reached out and slapped the back of his head. Then a golden light squirted out of his mouth, which was a flying sword about an inch long.

It rose in the wind, turning into a dazzling golden light, slashing hard like the opponent.

At the same time, Qin Yan and Ling'er also made moves, and the cooperation between the two can be said to be very tacit.

Qin Yan whipped his sleeves, and dense sword lights whizzed out from his sleeves.

As for Ling'er, she clenched her hands and pinched a strange magic trick. Then a flash of inspiration, and nine light balls of fists appeared in front of her.

It looks inconspicuous at first glance, but when you look closely, the surface of each light ball is wrapped in dense runes.

And those runes are about the same size as rice grains, but they are obviously extremely extraordinary.

Elder Lu was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the head of the sect would actually deal with him.

That's right, the two have now broken their faces, but after all, they are not in a state of perseverance.

So what is this to do?
Chapter completed!