Pagoda Immortality

"Disaster?"

"Fellow Daoist Xuanji, are you too alert? With our cultivation, who in this world can bring us disaster?" Ruan Taichu said with a disdainful smile.

"It's better to be careful. Wait a moment, let me calculate and choose a suitable direction..." Yuwen Xuanji shook his head and wanted to perform a deduction.

However, before he started, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark as if covered by a black cloth.

At the same time, a sound of breaking through the air sounded in the dark night in front of the two people, as if a sharp arrow was shot at them.

The two people's faces changed, and Yuwen Xuanji shouted to be careful! Ruan Taichu's pupils shrank, and he turned his hand forward and clapped his hands, and a huge green light wall appeared in front of him.

Bang!

A muffled sound spread across half of the Piaomiao Immortal Realm, and the surging aftermath overturned the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

Then, the light of the Qingguang City Wall dimmed and exploded. A long string of black spears as thick as arms followed one after another, directly approaching Ruan Taichu's chest.

Ruan Taichu's eyes widened, and he didn't care about Yuwen Xuanji behind him. In an instant, his body became lighter, and he rose from the ground and disappeared on the long sword.

Yuwen Xuanji's reaction was not slow either. With a bright light on his body, he moved horizontally to the distance.

Nine black spears flashed over the flying sword, and then suddenly split into two, chasing Ruan Taichu in the sky and Yuwen Xuanji in the south.

Yuwen Xuanji showed a fierce look on his face. While giving a light scold, he threw out his Taoist robe and turned into a ball of blue cloud to wrap around the four black spears.

But at this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed above his head.

A closer look revealed that it was a silver-gray treasure that was spinning rapidly, like a wheel.

As the treasure rotated, the ancient runes on the wheel shone brightly, and a large gray mist was cast down, covering Yuwen Xuanji.

Instantly, Yuwen Xuanji felt that his movements became extremely stiff.

"Time Treasure Wheel!"

"Bai Feihong! How dare you do this!"

Yuwen Xuanji was horrified, and roared with the power of his soul.

At the same time, when a white blade of light broke through the air, he gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, and suddenly his whole body became more powerful, and then he waved his hand, and a black and white feather fan appeared in his palm.

"I'm afraid I can't!"

Just as Yuwen Xuanji was about to use the Tianji Fan to escape from the Time Treasure Wheel, a cold voice suddenly sounded on the distant peak, and then a bright light shone on the peak, and a huge Yin-Yang Bagua rose up.

Then, a white light shot up into the sky. Yuwen Wen stepped on the Bagua and waved in the direction of Yuwen Xuanji: "Come back now, when will you come back?"

As soon as Yuwen Wen finished speaking, the Tianji fan that stirred the wind and clouds suddenly shook violently, uttered an excited hum, and then suddenly the light rose, broke free from Yuwen Xuanji's hand, and flew in front of Yuwen Wen in a flash, circling around Yuwen Wen, as if looking at the master who had disappeared for many years.

"Impossible!" Yuwen Xuanji was trapped in the mist of time, his eyes widened, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.

Without the Tianji fan, he became slow again.

The old man in white was surprised, and he pinched the magic formula, and suddenly a string of white time blades broke through the air. Under Yuwen Xuanji's horrified expression, they passed through his chest one after another, bursting out a long string of blood mist.

"So... that's it..." Yuwen Xuanji lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the deep red on his chest, with a bitter smile and unwillingness on his face.

Then, his face quickly turned pale, and his pupils became dim.

"This is your own choice." Bai Feihong shook his head and sighed, grabbed the Time Wheel back in his hand, and then disappeared in a flash, chasing towards the north.

At this time, there was also a big battle in the north, and the people fighting were the old ancestor Jifan and the great guardian of Xuantian Palace.

And judging from the situation, Ruan Taichu couldn't hold on any longer. On the sky above his head, a huge string of Buddhist beads slowly turned, sprinkling dense rune light, covering him.

Ruan Taichu's forehead was sweating, and he was running back and forth in these rune jungles, and his wood realm was collapsing rapidly.

"Master Jifan! Do you really want to fight to the death with my Xuantian Palace?"

Ruan Taichu was shocked and angry. The wooden territory with a radius of a thousand miles was wiped out by the "Wanfa Pearl" in a blink of an eye, leaving less than ten miles. If the territory disappeared, he would be completely exposed to the Wanfa Pearl, and the ending was imaginable.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Ruan, you'd better save some energy. You will definitely die today!" At this moment, Bai Feihong also broke through the air, and then waved his hand, and the Time Wheel flew out again.

When the Time Wheel flew above Ruan Taichu's head, it had become a thousand miles long.

The spiritual light of the treasure wheel rose, and it flew again, sprinkling a thick time mist through the Buddha's light of the Wanfa Pearl, covering Ruan Taichu.

Instantly, Ruan Taichu's body froze, and the wooden territory began to explode.

The brilliance of the Wanfa Pearl flashed and exploded back and forth in the time mist, like thousands of firecrackers lit at the same time.

In the mist, Ruan Taichu screamed. The wailing, cursing, and begging for mercy kept echoing in Bai Feihong's ears, but the two were not moved at all.

After a quarter of an hour or two, a loud rumbling sound finally came from the mist of time.

Accompanied by a violent shock wave that broke through the mist, Ruan Taichu inside finally calmed down, and ended up with a corpse torn to pieces.

On the other side. Yuwen Wenpan was sitting in a ruined forest. On the ground in front of him, there was a tattered green Taoist robe, but Yuwen Xuanji had disappeared.

Yuwen Wenpan's eyes were closed, and the spiritual light on his body flickered. His breath was rapidly increasing.

When Jifan and Bai Feihong came back and saw this scene, their faces were full of surprise.

But they did not go forward to disturb Yuwen Wenpan, but stood aside.

After a full day, Yuwen Wenpan finally opened his eyes.

But at this time, his breath was strong and weak, and it looked very unstable.

"Thank you two brothers for your help!" Yuwen Wenpan stood up and clasped his fists, his face was blue and red, as if something went wrong in his practice.

"What's wrong with you, is it okay?" Bai Feihong frowned and asked.

"It's nothing serious, just find a place to retreat and recuperate, but this place is obviously not suitable. Please follow the plan and return to the immortal ruins immediately." Yuwen Wenpan shook his head.

"Then shall we leave now?" Bai Feihong seemed to be worried about something.

"Of course, you take this thing with you. When you arrive at the Immortal Relics Land, remember to share some with Brother Xiao in Huagu Mountain." Yuwenshu waved his hand and a storage ring flew in front of Bai Feihong.

"Haha! Well, thank you very much, my friend. If we can successfully evacuate this time, all three of us will owe you a huge favor!" Bai Feihong glanced at the storage ring and laughed heartily.

"You're welcome. You two should go back quickly to avoid any accidents. It won't be good then." Yuwenshu said with a forced smile.

"Okay. Then take care of yourself, my friend. We'll go first!" Hearing this, the old ancestor Jifan looked at Yuwenshu curiously.

Then he nodded to Bai Feihong and disappeared.

After the two left, Yuwenshu did not stop. He took out a black and white feather fan, enlarged it and flashed on it, saying in a deep voice: "Go south and take me away from here as quickly as possible!"