After the lingering and madness, Ye Chuan and Mrs. Qinglong got busy separately.
Ye Chuan sent a letter to Zhu Sijia to prepare in advance to activate the sect's ban, and asked her to send someone to send a batch of crystal stones. Then he led Yan Mo, Yinshan old demon Rhodes and Nan Tiandu to Qinglong through the teleportation array. Qingmu Town, the head of the eight major towns in the county, found a quiet place to settle down and recharge, waiting for the war to come.
Mrs. Qinglong was much busier and had many things to worry about. It wasn't until sunset that she led a large group of Qinglongmen's elites to Qingmu Town to meet up with Ye Chuan. Before the sun goes down, accompany Ye Chuan to the top of Qingmu Tower, the tallest building in Qingmu Town, to take in the distant views.
Qingmu Tower has a total of nine floors and is towering. Every brick and tile as well as the small railings have the characteristics of Qinglong County. Lifelike Qinglong reliefs can be seen everywhere. Originally, this place was a restaurant, which has been a prosperous business for hundreds of years. On the eve of the war, the eight major towns were devastated. Every house was closed and the buildings were empty.
Ye Chuan and Mrs. Qinglong, Murong Feihu, climbed to the top of the Qingmu Tower and looked down at the vast land.
The entire Qingmu Town is divided by six major roads, three vertical and three horizontal. Although the population is large, it is well-organized. It is said to be a town, but its scale is larger than many cities. Standing on the top of Qingmu Town, you can faintly see the tower of another town in the distance. The eight towns are connected end to end to form a huge circle. If you observe carefully from a high place, you can also find that every town vaguely resembles a coiled dragon. The streets and alleys in the city are like the lines between the scales of this giant dragon, and the houses of different heights are like thick scales. In the air, there was an indescribable aura, and there was an ancient aura everywhere.
"The Eight Blue Dragon Formations, an ancient town is an ancient green dragon..."
Mrs. Qinglong, Murong Feihu, murmured to herself, looking at the groups of soldiers and Qinglongmen disciples coming and going in the city, feeling high-spirited and feeling like she was in control of the world.
The Qinglong Sect cannot be compared with the cultivation overlords like the Tianyao Sect, but it is also a huge sect in the world of cultivation. It is huge and powerful in southern Xinjiang. There are more than 10,000 inner disciples alone, and the outer disciples and various There are even more named disciples that the masters of the sect take in when they go out for training. To a certain extent, Qinglong Sect is not only a cultivating sect but also a belief in the hearts of the people in Qinglong County. The master who controls the Qinglong Sect is a transcendent god.
Long Fei is dead, and now it is finally the turn of Murong Feihu, Mrs. Qinglong, to take charge and stand out. She does not have the name of a sect leader but holds real power. With a single order, she can activate the huge killing machine of Qinglong Sect. It is natural for her to become the first female sect leader in the history of Qinglong Sect. The feeling of controlling the lives of millions of people and having everything under her control made Mrs. Qinglong feel proud and proud after enduring humiliation for many years.
"Madam, are you all ready?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Everything is ready, just wait for the fish to take the bait." Mrs. Qinglong nodded, stood next to Ye Chuan with her graceful body, and leaned gently on the latter.
In front of the disciples of the sect, she is an aloof lady, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, and she speaks with high spirits. But in front of Ye Chuan, she was no different from an ordinary woman. Ten years of humiliation, in exchange for today's pride and a sweetheart, made her cherish everything in front of her.
"How sure are you?" Ye Chuan asked again.
The Plague Demon King is too ferocious. He is a top master who can keep pace with the National Master Jiang Tunsheng and the White-haired Queen. If he cannot trap him after introducing an ambush, it will in turn be self-defeating.
"Qi Cheng, the Eight Blue Dragon Formations have not been activated for at least tens of thousands of years. I also learned about the method and power of activation from my father when I was very young. No one is absolutely sure whether the Plague Demon King can be trapped. We can only I can do my best. If the Eight Blue Dragon Formations are useless and cannot trap the Plague Demon King, then there is nothing we can do." Mrs. Qinglong replied, leaning lightly against Ye Chuan, "Mr. Ye, if I die, you will be sad. What?"
"I should be able to, until I meet the next woman as touching and considerate as you." Ye Chuan smiled mischievously and put his arms around Mrs. Qinglong's slim waist.
"You heartless villain!"
Mrs. Qinglong's face turned red and she quickly broke away from Ye Chuan's arms to avoid being seen. It's okay for the two of them to lean against each other gently. The disciples can't see clearly from a distance, but it's different if they hug each other in public. Before she truly became the head of the Qinglong Sect and took control of everything, it was not time to reveal their relationship, and Mrs. Qinglong had no intention of disclosing it. It was enough to have such a relationship with Ye Chuan, and she did not dare to expect too much.
"Madam, if I die, you'd better be sad to some extent. Don't find another man the next day, otherwise I, Izumi Yuzhi, will be sad too." Ye Chuan reached behind Mrs. Qinglong and touched her gently. She had long hair that reached her waist.
"Ye Chuan, you..."
Mrs. Qinglong, Bai Yechuan, glanced at her and wondered if she was that kind of person. Before she could say anything, her eyes turned red.
If Ye Chuan was killed, even if she finally sealed the Plague Demon King and ascended the throne of the sect leader, she would not be happy and would be depressed for the rest of her life.
"Don't worry, madam, as long as I don't want to die, no one in this world can kill me." Ye Chuan said, suddenly raising his head and looking into the distance, "Here we come, the fish is hooked."
A deafening roar suddenly came from afar.
In the distance, a puff of smoke and dust billowed in. Hundreds of Qinglongmen masters flew across the ground on flying swords, trying their best to rush towards Qingmu Town. Behind him, a huge three-eyed toad rushed out of the billowing smoke and devoured the Qinglongmen masters who fell behind the team one by one. Even if you step on the flying sword, you can't escape death, and your cultivation in the real world is useless. After being swallowed, it will be like a stone sinking into the sea, and there will be no more sound.
That arrives so fast
Mrs. Qinglong, Murong Feihu, became nervous. The Plague Demon King arrived much faster than expected. In a hurry, she had to activate the restriction in advance and cast a series of mysterious spells.
Several faint dragon roars came from the void.
The ground shook violently, dust flew up, and it seemed like a giant dragon rolled under the ground. Wisps of green light emerged from the ground in the streets and alleys and from between the bricks on the walls, converging into a dazzling light pillar that shot straight into the sky, illuminating the newly darkened night sky.
In the distance, in the direction of Qingshui Town, a blue pillar of light also appeared in the sky, and then Qingfeng Town, Qingling Town..., and the eight ancient towns outside Qinglong City, dazzling pillars of light appeared one by one. Eight beams of light soared into the sky, violently colliding together in front of people's attention, and scattered in all directions. The ground shook suddenly, and the ground cracked and houses collapsed in the eight ancient towns at the same time, revealing eight huge dragon heads. The low and powerful dragon roar sounded in people's ears like muffled thunder.
The dragon raises its head!
The Qinglong Restriction set up by the Qinglongmen Patriarch quickly appeared in front of people, and the entire area within a thousand miles was shrouded in a cyan light curtain. The Plague Demon King, who was laughing and devouring the masters of Qinglong Sect, suddenly stopped, and his three eyes showed a trace of deep concern, even fear.