"The Holy Son went up to Qingyun Mountain and never came down?"

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, in front of the mountain gate, the Grand Elder of the Refining Weapon Sect stared coldly at a disciple and said.

Behind the Great Elder stood a number of figures dressed in black.

These are all elite disciples of the Refining Weapon Sect.

The powerful aura of the Great Elder made Wang Kunpeng's follower tremble with fear.

Wang Kunpeng is the holy son of the Weapon Refining Sect. He has many followers within the sect.

But now, Wang Kunpeng is missing.

It is very likely that something unexpected has happened to him.

However, there was no one on Qingyun Mountain who could be Wang Kunpeng's opponent.

"Yes, the Holy Son asked me to wait at the foot of the mountain before he went up. He will be back soon."

The disciple said in panic.

"So, he went up and never came down again?"

The great elder Wang Hui frowned.

Could it be that strong men from other sects have come to the mountain?

Even for those old antiques in the Divine Martial Realm, it is not an easy task to defeat Wang Kunpeng. You know, Wang Kunpeng is also a great martial artist in the Divine Martial Realm, and he has the Ten Ultimate Battle Armors on him.

"Boss, what are you waiting for? Once we get there, we'll know whether the Son of God is dead or alive."

Another thin old man looked toward the mountain.

It's just a small Qingyun Sect, aren't we just at their mercy?

"Okay, let's go up the mountain!"

The great elder Wang Hui waved his hand and strode into the mountain gate.

Behind him, the elite disciples of the Refining Weapon Sect followed closely.

The leader among these disciples was secretly happy.

If Wang Kunpeng died, the position of the sect's Holy Son would belong to him, Wang Ye.

At this moment, Xiao Yang was standing under a big tree on the top of the mountain, looking down the mountain. Behind him was the Qingyun Hall of the Qingyun Sect.

"Today, I'm going on a killing spree!"

Xiao Yang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

Everyone thought that he had become a useless person after he blew up his own Nvtian, but who would have thought that he blew up his own Nvtian for the purpose of refining his body. At this moment, he was Nvtian and could directly absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth for his own use.

At this moment, his body is in a state of unity, his primordial energy and martial body are completely integrated into one, indistinguishable from each other, and his spiritual thoughts have also turned into his primordial spirit, sitting in the sea of ​​​​spiritual energy.

At this moment, even if Qin Fei pierced his heart with his sword again, he could not kill him.

At this time, Liu Qingyun and the others all hid in the Qingyun Secret Realm.

"You underestimate me? Today I will make sure that everyone who comes here will never come back."

Xiao Yang turned and walked towards the Qingyun Palace.

The chief elder of the Weapon Refining Sect led dozens of elite disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect up the mountain in a grand manner.

"What's going on? The spiritual energy of Qingyun Mountain..."

The great elder Wang Hui soon discovered that something was wrong.

"Aura revival?"

The third elder, Wang Yue, looked incredulous.

"How is this possible..."

Wang Hui and Wang Yue looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

The underground veins of Qingyun Mountain have been destroyed by the masters of the Demon Sect who broke through Qingyun Sect that year. Is it impossible for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here to recover?

However, the spiritual energy of the world here is indeed much denser than that outside the mountain.

They quickened their pace.

Soon, they reached the halfway point of the mountain.

Just as the people from the Weapon Refining Sect were going up the mountain, a man appeared on a ridge near Qingyun Mountain.

He was actually Jiang Qitian, the leader of Qingyang Sword Sect.

"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, I want to see how you climb the mountain in the snow."

Jiang Qitian looked coldly at the Qingyun Mountain towering before him.

He came to see how unlucky Xiao Yang was.

At this time, some mysterious figures also quietly entered Qingyun Mountain.

There are quite a few people who want to be like Xiao Yang.

"Xiao Yang, this time, you are dead!"

Qin Fei also came.

Xiao Yang blew up his own land and has become a useless person.

So many people want to take Xiao Yang's life.

In Qin Fei's opinion, Xiao Yang is definitely doomed this time.

Because he invited the disabled old demon from the evil cult.

The old demon Tiancan once single-handedly blocked three great masters including Huang Tian outside Jiuxiao City.

The killer Mo Hongyue who once assassinated Xiao Yang is also here.

The killer of Yanyu Tower also took action upon hearing the news.

For a moment, no one knew how many pairs of eyes were staring at Qingyun Mountain.

This is exactly the effect Xiao Yang needs.

He wanted to lure all the enemies to Qingyun Mountain and then kill them all.

Xiao Yang did not launch a killing attack.

Because there are still many people who have not joined.

He allowed those people from the Refining Weapon Sect to go directly up to Qingyun Mountain.

At this time, people from the ten major sects also arrived.

Nie Ruyan, leader of the Hehuan Sect.

The mistress of Xiaoyao Palace is Linglong.

They did not enter Qingyun Mountain, but just watched from outside.

Even people from the Fuyao Sword Sect appeared near Qingyun Mountain.

Soon, the people of the Refining Weapon Sect, led by the Great Elder and the Third Elder, reached the top of Qingyun Mountain.

At this time, Xiao Yang brought a chair and sat on the steps in front of the Qingyun Hall.

The Great Elder Wang Hui and the Third Elder Wang Yue of the Weapon Refining Sect led dozens of elite disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect to the square in front of the Qingyun Hall.

They crossed the square and came to the steps in front of the hall.

"Where's Liu Qingyun? Tell him to get out and see me."

Wang Hui looked coldly at Xiao Yang who was sitting on a chair on the steps.

"How old are you? Do you want to see my senior brother?"

Xiao Yang looked at Wang Hui lazily.

"Xiao Yang, do you still think you are the Saint Son of Qingyang Sword Sect? Do you still think you are the sword genius? You are nothing but a waste now, and you dare to act so presumptuous in front of our Great Elder? You are simply tired of living."

Wang Ye stood up from behind the great elder Wang Hui and pointed at Xiao Yang and shouted angrily.

In their eyes, Xiao Yang was nothing more than a piece of trash that blew up in the field.

Any one of them could have chopped this piece of trash to pieces with one knife.

At this time, although the people outside Qingyun Mountain were some distance away, they could still clearly see the scene happening at the top of Qingyun Mountain.

"Is Xiao Yang crazy? How dare he fight against so many people from the Weapon Refining Sect by himself?"

"Is he water in his head?"

"Does he want to die?"

Everyone was shocked.

You know, the two people leading the Weapon Refining Sect are the sect's Great Elder Wang Hui and the Third Elder Wang Yue. These two are both martial arts masters in the Divine Martial Realm.

How can a useless person like Xiao Yang survive against them?

At this moment, a cloud of fog suddenly emerged from the top of Qingyun Mountain.

The mists appeared like a strange thing out of thin air, enveloping the entire Qingyun Mountain.

"This……"

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

The mist blocked everyone's view.

Everyone was extremely anxious. They all wanted to know whether Xiao Yang would be killed directly by the people from the Weapon Refining Sect.