After the immortal disappeared

He Xiao said, there are things you should do and things you shouldn't do. This touched Bai Ziqi a lot, and he was a little envious.

Serving the gods, how can you "not do things"?

But this thought only flashed through his mind.

Bai Shi was also puzzled, what was He Xiao trying to do?

But before he could ask, the grey parrot flapped its wings and said, "The news came from the God of Shimei, and Liu Qingdao of the Huan Sect was guarding the bottom of Yaozi Lake."

"He was seriously injured." At this time, Bai Ziqi was still respectful and polite, "Thank you two immortals."

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When the blood demon appeared, He Lingchuan knew that trouble was coming, and immediately ordered everyone to disperse, and the team moved forward in a fan shape.

Sure enough, after only three or five breaths, Aunt Zhu suddenly sent a message to everyone:

"Up!"

He Lingchuan's Fusheng Knife also appeared out of thin air, and a buzzing sound was heard.

What a strong murderous aura!

He Lingchuan made a mistake and jumped forward. However, the cold light flashed by, one gold and one silver, faster than him.

With a loud bang, a big pit was blown out where He Lingchuan stood, and a hard stone as big as a millstone at his feet was blown up more than two feet high.

The silver light was the "Duo Li Powder" refined by Elder Ning of Huan Zong. The main body was a dart with orange and white kerosene in the handle. When it hit the prey, the two-color kerosene mixed together and immediately produced a strong explosion. Elder Ning's magical power can amplify the power of some self-refined magic tools and spells from several times to more than ten times, posing a threat to powerful practitioners.

Previously, when the two teams of Huan Zong and Tian Gong were fighting, as long as the opponents gathered together, Elder Ning liked to release them to disperse them, and the effect was amazing.

If He Lingchuan walked with his companions, he would be blown up.

It's a pity. He usually used the Haoyuan Golden Mirror to observe the battlefield, and remembered the ways of several immortals in his heart, knowing himself and the enemy.

That golden light was one of Xiao Wencheng's natal magic tools, the Ju Mang Golden Sword.

This is the definition of a "flying sword" that fits the common impression. It is controlled by magical powers and stabs the enemy at high speed. But this sword is made of the sharp beak of the Ju Mang bird. One of its characteristics is that it will emit an extremely dazzling light during flight, making it impossible for the enemy to look directly at it.

As soon as the immortal of Huanzong appeared, Xiao Wencheng and Elder Ning attacked together to kill He Lingchuan on the spot!

Qian Huan's battle in the sea of ​​consciousness has reached a critical moment, and he has only one word for his disciples: fast!

Kill He Lingchuan, the faster the better!

A gray shadow flashed in the smoke and dust, and no one could tell whether he was blown away or avoided automatically.

This shadow is of course He Lingchuan.

A small fan-shaped shell just fell from his hand and broke into five or six petals.

The two immortals were angry when they saw it, because this was the war reserve material that Xiao Wencheng personally gave to He Lingchuan before he rushed to Yu Village to fight. This shell was obtained from Qian Huan and can absorb a powerful attack for the owner.

At that time, he joined the battle as a friendly army, and the Huanzong had to show his appreciation. However, He Lingchuan had never used it until now, and he took it out to resist the Huanzong immortal!

The shield he gave out blocked the spear he stabbed. Xiao Wencheng was full of anger, and hated himself for being blind at that time. He opened his left hand, pinched a crane claw seal, and shouted:

"Fix!"

The golden light of Ju Mang exploded, and the gray haze and fog in the air could not cover its brilliance.

This light gathered into a beam, hitting He Lingchuan who had just bounced away like a searchlight, reflecting his whole body in golden light.

But in the middle of the beam, a strange scene appeared:

He Lingchuan's figure was fixed in mid-air.

Not to mention the person, his clothes no longer fluttered, and his hair was motionless.

The shell that fell from his hand also solidified at his feet. There was nothing above and below, but it was just still.

This is the second use of Ju Mang's golden sword, the art of fixing the body.

As long as the figure is illuminated by the golden light, there is no escape, and it will be firmly pressed in the beam for seven breaths.

Seven breaths, the unlucky person who is targeted by the immortal will die seven or eight times.

At this time, the two flying rings thrown by Elder Ning also arrived, spinning and flying from the left and right sides of He Lingchuan.

If hit, the living person will be cut into three pieces in an instant.

Elder Ning and Xiao Wencheng cooperated seamlessly. As soon as Xiao Wencheng fixed the enemy, Elder Ning's flying wheel had already killed it, so fast that people couldn't blink.

However, before the flying ring crushed He Lingchuan, a handful of spider silk shot over, stuck to the flying ring and dragged it back.

Another flying ring was knocked away by the purple gold stick that shot out. Although it was not knocked down, its accuracy was still deviated and flew past He Lingchuan.

The ghost ape learned the skill of throwing the stick from He Lingchuan, and he had already mastered it.

Of course, the immortals' magic weapons have the ability to correct deviations. The flying ring turned around by itself and rushed towards He Lingchuan again in a very short time.

This move is very similar to the "one-hit-must-hit" of the Fusheng Knife.

The Ju Mang Golden Sword in front is not a vegetarian either. It shines and fixes people while shooting towards He Lingchuan.

The two immortals joined forces, and a mere cultivator had no chance of survival.

But at the moment when the flying ring was knocked away by the ghost ape's stick, a large ball of black smoke suddenly emerged from He Lingchuan's body, like the ink sprayed by a squid, wrapping him up.

It's strange to say that Ju Mang's golden light can penetrate any gray haze and dust, but it can't penetrate this midnight-like black fog.

Then, the black fog actually moved, and a silver light shot out of it, hitting the Ju Mang Golden Sword.

With a clang, the symphony of gold and iron.

The Ju Mang Golden Sword was hit back and fell into Xiao Wencheng's hands and had returned to its original form. He looked down and saw that the sword was intact.

But it no longer glowed, and there were a few black mists wrapped around the sword.

A closer look revealed that there were some tiny ghosts in the black mist, with heads, faces and bodies, roaring at him silently.

Xiao Wencheng waved his sword twice, but he couldn't get rid of the black mist, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Ju Mang's light was specifically for destroying evil spirits, what were these black mists, not only not afraid of Ju Mang's light, but also dared to attach to the sword?

He used a little more of his true power, and the Ju Mang sword glowed with golden light again, and the black mists disappeared quietly.

Looking at the other side's silver light, it was just a long sword, and the handle was a dragon head holding a ring, and other than that, it was ordinary.

However, what mortal weapon could fight against a divine object like Ju Mang's sword without any damage?

The large mass of black mist did not disappear after it landed, but only revealed the figure of He Lingchuan in it, and turned into a raging black fire.

Xiao Wencheng frowned. These black mists did not seem like magical powers, but rather familiar, like something he had not seen for a long time:

Karma.

He stared at He Lingchuan and said, "What are you?"

Mortals are entangled with karma, which will affect their fortunes over time, but he had never heard of karma being materialized and used to fight against the enemy.

And he also remembered that the Immortal Venerable said on Shilong Peak that there was no trace of karma in He Lingchuan, which was very abnormal.

I didn't expect that this kid could send and receive from his heart. The karma he released now was so complicated, entangled, and thick that it ranked among the top five in Xiao Wencheng's life.

Would someone with such ability be just a cultivator?

From another perspective, is anyone qualified to be entangled with so many karmas? If it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot!

With a few small sounds, the shell fell to the ground.

Aunt Zhu stood in front of everyone, and had not yet changed back to her original form; while He Lingchuan took two steps forward, and the black fire on his body gradually disappeared.

"Master Xiao, I have been at your side for your sect, and you repay me with evil like this?"

Xiao Wencheng choked slightly.

This question is actually not easy to answer. On the surface, he has been helping them fight against the demons since entering the Inverted Sea. The Immortal Venerable is sure that he has ulterior motives, secretly harmed the Illusion Sect, and blocked the Panlong Lonely City, but that is just words without any evidence.

Things in the sea of ​​consciousness are illusory, how can we get real evidence?

But as the master of the Illusion Sect, Xiao Wencheng has to do whatever Qianhuan says.

It has nothing to do with whether he believes it or not.

So he can only say vaguely: "You know best what you did."

He Lingchuan laughed at himself: "If I had known your sect's face, I should have agreed to Bai Ziqi's request."

Bai Ziqi invited him to destroy the Illusion Sect, but he did not agree. Instead, he sent Aunt Zhu and his men to help the Illusion Sect. Now, the Illusion Sect wants to kill them all.

Elder Ning said angrily: "Don't act so hypocritical here. It's you who caused the Immortal Venerable to be trapped in Panlong Lonely City!"

"Oh?" He Lingchuan glanced at him, "Did you see it? Where is the evidence?"

What evidence is needed? The Immortal Venerable's words are the iron law! But even Elder Ning couldn't say this.

He Lingchuan glanced and said: "Why didn't Elder Liu come?"

There are only three elders left in the Illusion Sect, plus a blood demon. Originally, Aunt Zhu had discussed with him that if they fought with the Illusion Sect, they would kill Elder Liu, who was the most seriously injured.

But Elder Liu was not here at all. On the contrary, Xiao Wencheng and others had blood stains on their robes, which seemed to be stained by the previous battle with the Heavenly Palace. They looked murderous.

As soon as He Lingchuan finished asking questions, he suddenly turned his head and swung his knife back, heading towards Wanqi Liang!

This time there was no warning. Just as Wanqi Liang reacted, the tip of the knife had already brushed his neck and shot into the darkness behind him.

There seemed to be a roar from there, which was particularly uncomfortable to hear.

Wanqi Liang looked back in shock and found that a wisp of red mist had quickly shrunk back.

It turned out that he was standing too far away, and the red mist quietly drifted closer from behind, trying to get on him.

As a result, he was hit by He Lingchuan again.

"Why!" The blood demon just couldn't figure it out, how could He Lingchuan see it!

It had compressed itself again and again, and was far away from He Lingchuan. Besides, He Lingchuan was facing the great immortal Xiao Wencheng, so how could he have the heart to stare at it?

It's been three times! Whenever it gets close, it will be pulled out by He Lingchuan.

And He Lingchuan's move triggered a new round of battle, and Elder Ning attacked Dong Rui.

With a finger, a flying ring attacked.

This was a very standard start for an immortal. Xiao Wencheng did not expect it to succeed in one strike, but as long as He Xiao and Aunt Zhu turned back to support, Xiao Wencheng and the Blood Demon's attacks would continue.

However, the two guys ignored the flying ring at all and ignored the safety of their companions.

Zhu Dayi grabbed a handful of spider silk and went straight to Xiao Wencheng, because He Lingchuan's words rang in its ears a second ago: "Auntie, Xiao Wencheng is in your hands."