Chapter 822: Cloud Studios (three-shift monthly ticket)

When Qin Xuan was on his way in the northern wilderness, a piece of news spread throughout the northern wilderness.
Seven grade sect, Chiyan sect, the whole family is destroyed!
Suddenly, the entire Northern Wilderness, especially the Red Flame Sect, with a radius of a million li, was terrifying.
The panic of the small country is the great sect, and it is also a shock. Many great cultivators of the gods, the true monarch of Yuan Ying, have left the customs and gathered in the Chiyan School.
At this moment, the Scarlet Flame Sect was in a mess, with sword marks everywhere, and blood-stained clothes filled the surrounding green hills and trees.
"Sect Master Qinghe, who do you think did this?"
The extinction of the Sect has never happened since the Cold Wind Sect was exterminated more than 70 years ago.
But now, the chief culprit of the Cold Wind Sect in the past, the Chiyan Sect, has been destroyed.
There are already many great cultivators in the Divine Transformation Realm, all with solemn expressions.
"I remember that some time ago, the young master of the Scarlet Flame Sect returned from the Illusory Cloud Sect. The Scarlet Flame Sect still celebrated all directions. He didn't think about it, but now it has completely become the past." Sect Master Qinghe sighed. He was dressed in a white robe with a bun hanging high. .
At first glance, he was an ordinary middle-aged Taoist priest, unlike the master of the Qinghe sect, Yuanying Zhenjun who was famous for a million li.
"I don't know if the son of Xu Chong also died in it!" Someone said, "Xu Chong's son is already a disciple of the inner sect of the Magic Cloud Sect. Never give up."
"That's also true. I think the person who destroyed the sect can only flee with his tail clipped. It is really bold to kill the disciple of the Illusion Cloud Sect."
The surrounding discussion sounded slightly, and Qinghe Sect Master Liu Qinghe's eyes were calm.
"Illusory Cloud Sect?"
He sighed lightly, turned his head and looked to the south, his gaze was leisurely in the direction where Illusory Cloud Sect was.
...
At this moment, the Illusion Cloud Sect also got the news of the destruction of the Scarlet Flame Sect.
A green hill is towering, and the cliff is like a knife.
On the hillside of this green hill, there is a Qionglou Yuyu, surrounded by spirit cranes with colorful wings and extraordinary blood.
From this Qionglou Yuyu, a middle-aged man with white hair stands with his hand.
Behind him, a handsome young man who seemed to be around twenty-seven or eighty-eight, saluted.
"Master, the Scarlet Flame Sect was indeed destroyed, Junior Brother Xu Fu, I'm afraid..."
He paused slightly before he closed his mouth.
"Xu Fu is dead?" The middle-aged man turned slightly, "Can you find out who killed the clan?"
The handsome young man’s head was slightly lowered, "I haven’t found out yet. However, Chang Xuan and the two brothers from Chang Shan have personally explored them. Both brothers have practiced the Qi-seeking technique. Brother Changshan has cultivated the Qi-seeking technique to the greatest extent. It will not take long to find out who the murderer is."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "It's so good. You will inform me when Changshan and Changxuan return!"
"I don't know who is so bold, even my disciple of Zhou Hai dare to kill!"
A gleam of cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Yuan Ying's top grade cultivation base suddenly swept the entire mountain.
The clouds cleared and the mist dispersed, and the Linghe trembling wings, whispered in fear.
Not long after, the handsome young man in Qionglou Yuyu had already walked out.
His face paled slightly, relieved.
After calming his breath, the young man used his spirit determination and left with the rainbow.
...
Since Qin Xuan was away from the deserted forbidden city for almost half a month, he passed through several cities to rest, and finally reached the area of ​​the Tianyun Zongmen.
Qin Xuan looked at the big city ahead.
This city is called Cloud Movie City, although it is not as magnificent as the barren forbidden city, it is also one of the big cities with a radius of a million miles.
It is also one of the eight cities under the command of Tianyunzong, and most of them are Tianyunzong monks, and there are many other cultivators.
Compared with the hustle and bustle of the barren and forbidden city, Cloud Studios is quieter, and you need to deliver spirit crystals to enter the city.
One person nine-tier spirit crystal.
Ahead, Fujiga's face was pale, his Taoist robe had been torn by the reins.
For half a month, he didn't know how many monks he had encountered, and that kind of strange look made the great monk finally understand what it is to be unbearable.
But Fujiga has endured all the time, a thousand humiliations, but not as important as fate.
He didn't dare to turn his head, let alone look at Qin Xuan, just hiding the resentment in his heart in his chest.
Many cultivators around looked at Qing He Nian, their expressions also changed slightly.
Most of them don't know Fujiga. Although Fujiga is a great cultivator of the God Transformation Realm, this place is already millions of miles away from the Qinghe Sect. This is the only place that gives Fujiga a little comfort.
"My God, I am still a great monk who can walk in the air!"
"I see which sect's clothing should be worn by that person? As a disciple of the sect, why did you get rid of others?"
"Who is the white-haired young man on the ground? Is it possible that he is the core disciple of the Sky Cloud Sect or the Illusion Cloud Sect!?"
It was too shocking for people to pull squabble. They had seen divine, beasts and beasts squat, but it was far worse than the scene before.
On the street on the edge of Cloud Studios, a person turned his head and saw this scene.
"The great cultivator of God Transformation Raren?" This person's eyes seemed to be rhymed, and he could see through Fujiga's cultivation level at a glance, and he couldn't help being stunned.
After that, his eyes fell on Qin Xuan.
His eyes shook slightly, only to feel that what he was peeping through was a chaos.
"What a little guy, he doesn't hide his bone age, but he uses magical powers to cover his cultivation." The middle-aged man retracted his gaze and shook his head with a smile.
He continued to walk forward. Along the way, many disciples wearing Tianyunzong costumes couldn't help but change slightly when they saw this person.
"Mr. Liuyun!"
"Disciple Zheng Hai, I have met True Monarch Liuyun!"
Many Tianyun Sect disciples respectfully worshipped, and the surrounding monks were shocked.
Some people even lost their voice slightly, "True Monarch Flowing Cloud? The senior of the Tianyun Sect who entered the Yuan Ying Dacheng after 400 years of cultivation?"
Many people were silent, and the place where True Monarch Liuyun passed by seemed to be quieter, and even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear.
In front of Cloud Studios, the eight-pin Qinghe Nian slowly fell, and Fujiga felt relieved.
"senior!"
With a hint of violence in his voice, he turned to Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan glanced at Fujiga faintly, "The Cloud Studios has arrived, and I am proud of it."
He walked down from Qing Ha Nian and no longer looked at Fujiga.
"go away!"
Immediately, Fujiga was relieved, almost hiding his face and fleeing, bowing his head, not daring to see anyone, and went straight into the cloud shadow city.
As Xu Ze, Xu Xun, young and old also walked down from Qinghe Nian, Qin Xuan spread out his palms, and the eighth-grade Qingyun Nian turned into the size of a palm, and was then taken into Xuanguang Slashing Dragon gourd by Qin Xuan.
After doing all this, Qin Xuan handed over four spirit crystals to the cloud studio in the astonished and shocked eyes of others.
At this moment, at the gate of Yunying City, Fujiga, who had almost escaped and ascended to heaven, immediately looked for a place, changed clothes and straightened out his hair.
Suddenly, he was stunned. Qin Xuan took away all his storage magic weapons, and at this moment there was no spiritual crystal.
He suddenly recovered, even the spirit crystals that entered the city are probably...
Not only did Fujiga never give the slightest gratitude, but on the contrary, he became more hideous.
"Yellow-mouthed kid!"
"Rain's hatred, if I do not kill you, I will not kill you!"
He let out a low roar, his aura was disordered, and the power of transforming gods instantly made the faces of many low-level monks around him pale.