Natural fairy species

A jade-like index finger slowly stretched out and gently landed on the blood-red dragon-headed crutch.

Ding!

As if struck by lightning, the ghost mother-in-law was connected to the dragon-headed crutch and her mind disappeared instantly, leaving her empty.

Her natal magic weapon was originally a black water bottle, but it was struck by divine thunder during an ambush on Master Ge Cang many years ago, and the results of a hundred years of sacrifice were destroyed.

After finally ingesting an underground Yin river, the black water bottle was warmed and restored. During the sect war, he encountered Yang Laozu's self-exploding golden elixir.

At close range, you can only save your life by blocking it with your own magic weapon.

Granny Gui, who barely managed to save her life, had no choice. She upgraded the Dragon-headed Sophora Soul Staff, a middle-grade magic weapon, and used it as a natal magic weapon to nourish herself with the elixir.

But this little time is simply not enough for him to refine his life magic weapon.

The dragon-headed locust soul staff fell from the air, and the ghost mother-in-law's middle door opened wide. She looked at the moonlight approaching her chest in horror.

"How could this be?"

In her opinion, the dragon-headed locust soul staff blessed by the secret technique of the Ghost Spirit Sect can withstand it for an hour or three.

When Master Ge Cang blocked the door and had the formation behind him to help him, He Daoren had to withstand more than ten moves before he was seriously injured and was moved back to the formation by the power of the formation.

No matter how amazing Bai Zichen is, his talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled. Regardless of his age and cultivation level, he cannot be stronger than the real person Ge Cang.

Granny Gui, who had such an idea, realized how wrong she was as soon as she got there.

The sword light was far more powerful than imagined, and there was an inexplicable method that froze her soul, making her reaction a beat slower.

The magic weapon was dropped again with a light finger, and he couldn't even get half a breath.

Otherwise, no matter what happens, he can still mobilize the power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation to escape back to the formation.

"Huh?"

The moonlight dispersed, and Bai Zichen exited the state of being one with Yuexuan's sword.

I was sure of the sword in my heart, but found that Granny Ghost was still alive and well.

It wasn't that she had any defensive secret treasure on her body, but that two pill-forming ghost kings teleported under the sword light to block it with their bodies.

"No wonder Senior Brother Ge, with his strength, failed to seize the opportunity to kill a pill-forming monk and was seriously injured by them and escaped..."

Bai Zichen's eyes were indifferent, showing no signs of shock, as if he were looking at a dying person.

The ghost mother-in-law was frightened by the moonlight and could not control the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation.

But in addition to the two of them, there was another real person who formed the pill.

Peach Blossom Fairy thought that the light of the Moonlight Sword was coming towards her, and her beauty turned pale.

But he quickly reacted, manipulated the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation as much as possible, and gave orders to the two nearest Core Formation Ghost Kings.

In front of these ghost kings, they may be the real person Jiedan, or a third-level monster. After death, their souls are refined into the formation, and they become fierce ghosts in the formation who are worse than dead.

The Peach Blossom Fairy had already flashed back to the mountain gate, and Granny Ghost, who thought she had escaped the catastrophe, once again summoned the two ghost kings. This was already the limit of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation.

With two ghost kings protecting his body, he could block even the terrifying sword strike just now.

What's more, such a powerful sword light burst out in an instant, how could it be used continuously.

"Waiting for Senior Brother Baigu to come out of seclusion..."

Knowing that her life was safe, Granny Ghost turned around and said harshly when she stepped into the mountain gate.

Halfway through her words, she lowered her head in astonishment, and a little blood spattered from her heart. A wound as small as a grain of rice caused her whole body's strength to drain away quickly.

"I didn't say I could leave, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation is useless... On the day my uncle was buried, there was a shortage of the head of a Ghost Spirit Sect monk to be used as a sacrifice!"

Bai Zichen looked indifferent and slowly put down his hand. A silky moonlight became weaker and weaker after penetrating the ghost grandmother's chest.

The two pill-forming ghost kings split into countless black smoke, and the pure yin energy ghost body could not withstand the blow of the sword that was made into silk.

Yuexuan Sword has been cultivated in the sword box for several years, and the original power lost in the previous time has long been replenished.

The third time he mastered the realm of refining swords into silk, he became more and more familiar with it, and he knew very well what kind of power was contained in this ray of moonlight.

Most of the time, the lethality of the sword wire exceeds the upper limit of the ability of Master Jiedan, so there is no need to deliberately control it.

All these actions are wasting the power of refining the sword into silk.

This sword was equivalent to directly killing a real person of Danjie and two ghost kings of Danjie, without any sound or sound, without any power leakage or fluctuation.

"Tell Bai Gu that I will destroy the Ghost Spirit Sect within thirty years... to pay tribute to the Qingfeng Sect disciples and Bai family members who died at the hands of the Ghost Spirit Sect in the past hundred years!"

The fight was so fierce and he still didn't show up. It seemed that Master Bai Gu was really in seclusion.

Bai Zichen looked at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation, knowing that the third level formation could not be shaken by himself, so he said coldly.

Xiao Ran grabbed the corpse of the ghost mother-in-law and left.

Thousands of disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect were speechless, staring at the sword light in the distance, dumbfounded. Most of them had not yet woken up from the previous shock.

"My mother-in-law really died?"

A coquettish female cultivator, dressed in hot clothes, murmured.

"Of course it's true. Is the sect really going to end in the hands of our generation... A sword came from the north, killed the ancestor of Jiedan in front of the mountain gate formation, and walked away... Who in the world can defeat such a person?" ?”

Holding a white fan in his hand, the young monk with oily hair and pink face felt the imminent life and death crisis.

Any real Jiedan master who shouts wild words to destroy the sect can laugh it off. He is protected by a third-level formation, and there is an ancestor of Jiedan sitting inside the door.

Unless True Lord Yuanying takes action, even if there are several times the number of True Lord Jiedan besieging the sect, they can survive safely.

But the combat power Bai Zichen showed just now was too terrifying. He completely regarded the Ghost Spirit Sect as nothing, and his momentum reached its peak.

The words he dropped before leaving were as calm as describing something that was bound to happen, making all the Ghost Spirit Sect monks tremble with fear.

Some flexible Ghost Spirit Sect monks looked at each other with strange expressions, and their own plans emerged in their hearts.

"Don't panic, upgrade the Ten Thousand Ghosts Li Po Formation to the highest level, there is no need to save spirit stones... There is a third-level formation, and it is impossible for Bai Zichen to kill him!"

Peach Blossom Fairy's breasts rose and fell violently, and Granny Gui, who was also in the early stage of pill formation, died in front of her, even with the help of formations.

Four of the nine-headed pill-level ghost kings were wiped out in an instant. This was equivalent to the hundreds of years of accumulation of the ghost spirit sect, and it was not something that could be made up casually.

This made her almost lose her mind and lose her manners in front of the disciples of the sect.

After he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was too weak, so he added another sentence: "Senior Brother Bai Gu is about to leave seclusion, and the Qingfeng sect is here to capture him... soothe the disciples and don't cause trouble!"

After the Peach Blossom Fairy lectured, she ordered two of her close elders to leave together.

But it is doubtful whether these words can have any effect on the minds of the Ghost Spirit Sect monks.

Everyone knows that a real person named Ge Cang from the Guang Qing Feng Sect can overwhelm several of his own alchemy ancestors.

At first, he was blocked at the door for half a year, which became a joke among the immortal cultivators in Liang Kingdom.

Now another Master Bai has arrived, a sword cultivator who looks even more fierce. He has already killed the two alchemy ancestors, Taoist He and Granny Gui.

Master Bai Gu has stayed in the middle stage of pill formation for almost a hundred years. How can he make rapid progress in just one retreat, and become one against two?

No matter how loyal a disciple is to the Ghost Spirit Sect, they dare not be so confident.

People's hearts are floating, and undercurrents are surging in the Ghost Spirit Sect, which has barely calmed down.

Most of the monks are worried about the future, and some with broad connections are already looking for another way out.

…

Bai Zichen returned to Hanxiu Peak just in time for the funeral.

Except for the Bai family members, all the immortal cultivating families in Montenegro sent people to pay homage and offer condolences.

Even Qingfeng Sect, three elders came to send elegiac couplets.

A few years ago, when the head of the Qingxi Huang family passed away in the later stages of foundation building, the scene was not half as grand as it is today.

"I've met Bai Zu."

When the three Qingfengmen elders saw the sword light falling, they immediately stepped forward to pay homage.

Apart from them, other foundation-building monks were not even qualified to step forward and could only salute from afar.

Bai Zichen glanced around, and the three of them had some impressions, but they were not very familiar.

"Gu Xisheng, the head of the Qingfeng Sect, came to pay homage to the elder of the Bai clan!"

Just as he was about to walk towards the cemetery, another loud announcement came from outside Hanxiu Peak.

Many foundation-building monks from cultivating immortal families looked envious. What an honor it was to have the head of Qingfeng Sect attend the funeral of a mere Qi-refining monk.

It should be said that this has never happened in the entire history of Montenegro.

But after looking at Mr. Bai who was standing above him, he felt that it was very reasonable.

The ancestors of the sect's core formation have been staying here for several days. Even if the master doesn't come in person, at least someone of the palace master level must be present to make sense.

Gu Xisheng led several elders to climb Hanxiu Peak, and the group all changed into plain clothes.

After entering, he bowed and stood behind Bai Zichen. He was very low-key and did not overwhelm the guest.

Bai Zichen nodded slightly and walked towards the cemetery.

Of course he knew that Gu Xisheng came because of him, but he was very satisfied with this attitude.

Bai Jiuan has passed away and cannot be changed. Even if the monk talks about reincarnation, no one should be missing the honor he deserves after his death.

The best location for the Bai family's feng shui had been chosen long ago, and the coffin was slowly placed in the cemetery, which was made of second-order sapphire and covered an area of ​​dozens of acres.

The towering and vigorous green cypress trees were all purchased from various places by the family in an emergency, and they are all hundreds of years old.

Bai Zichen dug out the first shovelful of sand, handed the shovel to Bai Ziying, took out Granny Ghost's body from the storage bag, and nailed it to the tree.

"The Ghost Spirit Sect has repeatedly invaded our Black Mountain. Countless monks from sects and families have died at the hands of demon cultivators. The hatred is as deep as the sea... Today I will sacrifice the life of a pill-forming monk to my uncle's spirit in heaven. Within thirty years, I will definitely let the ghosts The Ling Sect will be destroyed, the sect will be destroyed, and the inheritance will be cut off!"

Everyone was in an uproar. It turned out that Zhenren Bai disappeared to do such a big thing in one day.

Although they didn't know the process, Bai Zichen killed the ghost mother-in-law among the two alchemy masters in front of the main formation of Guiling Gate.

But the appearance of the body of a real Jiedan master was shocking enough.

"Uncle Bai, if you follow the right path and cleanse the evil spirits with your sword, you will definitely be able to bring peace to the world of immortality."

Gu Xisheng was the first to prostrate himself, causing all the monks to become dwarfed.

The grand burial ceremony lasted for a whole day, and at night, the guests gradually dispersed.

After Bai Jiuan was buried, Bai Zichen stayed in the cemetery for another month.

It's not only missing my uncle, but also saying goodbye to the Bai family, where there are fewer and fewer old friends.