When the cultivators who were besieging Qingyun, resisted the stinging eyes and saw his appearance, they all screamed in horror, and even more directly fell from the mountain.
"Yi Qingyun! He is Qingyun!"
"The original TianYuanzong's disciple YunQing is Qingyun that died in the past!"
Even the people staying at home looked up at the white figure.
"Elder..." Hung Hom froze on the spot. She only expected that Qingyun would pretend to be one of the people in Qianyun Valley, but she did not expect this junior to be him.
In the eyes of everyone who is surprised and even horrified, Qing Yun stood firmly on the peak.
The Holy lord is sitting cross-legged on the summit, seeing the arrival of Qingyun, an uncontrollable flash of fear in his eyes.
Seeing the elders floating in front of the Holy lord, Qing Yun pulled his lips and smiled indifferently: "Long time no see."
It is this indifferent tone, whether he is killing or threatening, it is always like stepping on an eye-catching ant. This attitude makes the holy lord cold from the bottom of his heart.
"You...it was really you..." At the beginning, he clearly examined the genius disciple Yun Qing of this Tianyuanzong. He did not expect that he would get the wrong thing!
Qing Yun did not bother to talk nonsense with him, and directly smashed the sword.
Suddenly, the golden light flashed. "Awkward", a man wearing a gold armor actually blocked the sword of Qingyun.
Qingyun was stunned, and the sword in the hands of the gold armor was easily removed. Although this man is powerful, no one in this world can stop Qingyun.
However, the man's attack on Qingyun did not seem to have any feeling. Instead, he flew up and flew up, as if his only task was to protect the holy lord and kill Qingyun.
Seeing the reaction of the gold armor, Qing Yun already understood that this is not the real person but a spiritual shadow.
In the next second, he once again launched an attack on Qingyun. This time he hit a huge palm print. This palm print is the same as the palm print on the sky.
Seeing that the cloud was shrinking, he asked sharply: "Who are you?"
But this is only a shadow and cannot answer his words.
This golden armor man is silent, just like the machine, he has tried his best to launch his own attack. He has a single stroke and a style from the Qing family, and he is very skilled. It is even more perfect than the images of the martial arts before the end of his life.
"Who are you?" Qing Yun stared at the eyes of the man's golden mask, and his breathing almost became confused.
In spite of the man's attack, a sword opened the golden mask on the man's face.
"Boom", the golden armor was knocked down to the ground by him, and the golden mask was broken with the gold armor on his body. The half face exposed after the mask was Qingyun's father that was besieged by the people.
His bare arms were cracked, and it was obvious that someone used a cruel and secretive method to piece together his broken limbs and refine it into the present.
Qingyun's father that was knocked down on the ground was unaware. He stood up persistently, and the pair of unfeeling eyes stared at the child that he had desperately protected, and then attacked him.
Qing Yun was born with a sword, and he lost even the strength of dodging. He could only look at the dense stitching traces on him with red eyes.
"Heavenly... Heaven!" Qingyun squeezed these two words out of the teeth, and the madness in the eyes almost reached the limit.
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