Moreover, this incident is not impossible. When Hu Xiao enters Wushan, no one is more important than him. If he meets any human monks, it will naturally be a death battle that will never end.

The human race will work hard to kill Hu Xiao.

It is better to kill a big monster than a parent-child or a Taoist seed.

Qingtianjun looked at him and reached out to put his hand in the thick fog.

There was no change, but Hu Xiao knew that it was OK.

Qingtianjun said, "Remember not to hurt her, otherwise I will kill your whole family."

This is a very serious statement.

Hu Xiao nodded.

Killing his whole family is naturally not as simple as killing him or his wife, but of course there are all tiger tribes.

As long as Hu Xiao killed Qinghuai, there would be no tiger clan in this world.

This is what Qingtianjun meant.

Hu Xiao walked into the fog with an expressionless face.

Qingtianjun whispered: "I hope it's not that guy, otherwise it would be really difficult."

Before he finished speaking, some laughter came from afar.

There was a man in white standing somewhere in the hole.

"That's your son-in-law, you don't protect him?"

He seemed to be trying to joke, but he didn't seem to joke, so he seemed a little stiff.

Qingtianjun looked at him. He didn't know his name, but knew that he was like himself, a cultivator in the sea.

His name is Da Yao, and he is called the Sword Immortal.

He is another sword immortal in the mountains and rivers except Chao Qingqiu, although he doesn't know where he comes from.

"What are you doing?"

The man in white looked at Qingtianjun and said, "I said it before, I want to go to Wushan to have a look."

Qingtianjun looked at the fog in front of him, a little confused.

Qingtianjun said, "Is there a reason to go?"

The man in white shook his head, "Who knows, I just want to go and have a look."

Qingtianjun was silent for a moment and thought of something else.

I didn't say anything, I just moved out of my body.

This one uses a sword.

Enough.

The man in white didn't say anything. Since Qingtianjun gave in, he came to the entrance of the cave.

The realm soon fell to the morning and evening state.

He took a step forward and his body was sank into the fog.

Qingtianjun frowned.

Back.

I quickly returned to the ground.

The moon is already hanging high at this moment.

At this time, there was a person standing under the bright moon.

Qingtianjun knew him and knew that he was Chao Qingqiu.

He looked at Qingqiu and said, "He wants to go and see, I think he might want to kill Hu Xiao."

Qingtianjun frowned and said, "It will be a lot of trouble to kill Hu Xiao."

He looked up at Qingqiu and looked at Mingyue, "I have been worried about this world for many years. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and became more comfortable. I don't want to listen to what you say. If he wants to kill someone, just kill someone. At least the matter is not too big now."

Qingtianjun looked at Chao Qingqiu with a complicated expression.

He said to Qingqiu: "This moonlight is very beautiful, but unfortunately I can't see it a few times."

When he said this, Chao Qingqiu felt a little sad, and even Qingtianjun felt a little sad.

He thought silently, you are the strongest person in this world, with the strongest sword in this world. What you did in those years is enough to show a lot of things. Now the swordsman lineage is getting better and better. Even if you are unwilling to stay, you should have stayed for a few more days. Why should you leave in such a hurry?

Really just because I'm tired?

The age difference between Qingtianjun and Chao Qingqiu is not big, so why has he never felt this way?

Chao Qingqiu knew what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything.

How come you are just tired of leaving?

"I have lived too dull all these years."

...

...

That corridor is naturally not an ordinary corridor. The saint did not say how powerful the combat power was, but he had a lot of knowledge.

He left many backs on this corridor.

There are countless methods of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism.

But neither Qinghuai nor Li Fuyao could be any obstacle.

Li Fuyao's sword was stained with a lot of blood, but the black-haired sword body was very strange, and there was no drop of blood left on the sword.

Li Fuyao pulled out the blue-wire sword from a puppet that was born from somewhere unknown, and then looked ahead.

Qinghuai held the lantern, looked in front of him and said, "I wonder if the other corridors will be like this."

Li Fuyao hesitated: "I always feel a little strange..."

Qinghuai nodded and asked, "What?"

What's strange about asking?

Li Fuyao looked at her and said, "This corridor doesn't feel as difficult as I imagined."

According to Li Fuyao's initial idea, the place where the Yanhe Saint left behind was left. Although he wanted to find an excellent successor, there would be some tests. Although this corridor has tests, it is too simple no matter how you look at it.

It shouldn't be too difficult for any Taiqing cultivator to deal with it.

Qinghuai said: "Maybe in the back."

As she said this, something suddenly rang around her waist.

The sound was not loud, only she and Li Fuyao could hear it.

Li Fuyao only heard the sound, but didn't know what it meant.

Qinghuai could hear clearly and knew what it was.

Her face suddenly became ugly. She looked at Li Fuyao and said seriously: "When you get that note, we will find a place to hide it."

Li Fuyao looked at her face, smoothed her brows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qinghuai cried, "You killed Hu Yue, now the Demon Lord Hu Xiao is here."

Few people have seen Qinghuai like this. In fact, even Qingtianjun could only see Qinghuai many years ago when Qinghuai was a little girl.

Li Fuyao was a little surprised.

The great monsters in the demon land are much easier to see than the saints in the clouds.

The demon king Hu Xiao is definitely not as good as the Qingtianjun. Although he has been in the sea for a long time than the Qingtianjun, he is not as good as the Qingtianjun in terms of combat power or qualifications. But no matter what... he is also a Cangtianjun.

How many seas can there be in this world?

There are only thirteen human races.

There are as many as hundreds of thousands or millions of monks in this human race, only thirteen cultivators.

There are more demon cultivators in the Demon Land, but there will not be more than Canghai cultivators in the human race.

Li Fuyao was silent for a while and asked, "How could he come to Wushan?"

Yes, I said it clearly before. Only Chaomu Realm can come to Wushan Mountain at the highest level. Although there were so many other monks later, there were really none of them, but they were cultivators above Chaomu Realm.

So when he came to Wushan, he said that, he was just a cultivator in the morning and dusk realm.

A big monster has now become a cultivator in the Chaomu Realm, which is also very scary, but he is only a cultivator in the Chaomu Realm.

Li Fuyao looked at Qinghuai and whispered: "It seems I'm going to be soon."

He said it was sooner, and he would break the realm sooner.

Listening to this, Qinghuai felt much more at ease for some reason.
To be continued...