Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and looked at him, inexplicably feeling that the other party's tone was so cold, which seemed to be a rare thing for a gentle-tempered big apprentice.

His gaze swept across the red blood stains on Li Huanhan's body, and then explored it with his spiritual sense, and found that the opponent's power body was not damaged, and then said: "His name is Qin Jun, and he is your junior."

Li Huanhan walked to the gray-haired young man, and his blood-red eyes looked at him as if thinking. He paused for a moment and said, "This Junior Brother Qin seems to be injured."

He didn't know why he had to say this sentence. Before he rushed back, what he thought was that the scars on his body were not decent. Even if he didn't feel the pain, he didn't want Jiang Yinghe to see it. But now, when faced with such a situation, he wanted Master to take a look at him.

The secret realm layer is a place where many true souls dare not set foot. The news that he took away the spectacle stones from the entire Taixu Secret Realm would soon be spread among the various sects. But those insignificant people, no matter how they discuss the name Li Huanhan, whether they admire or fear him, he actually doesn't care.

But at this time, Li Huanhan couldn't help but want Jiang Yinghe's gaze to fall on him.

Jiang Yinghe said, while explaining the origin of Qin Jun to the big apprentice, he stretched out his hand to apply a dust removal technique to clean up the blood on the corners of his clothes. Then he saw Li Huanhan turned around and caught him. Wrist.

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback, feeling something on his palm.

"There is nothing good in Taixu Secret Realm." Li Huanhan said calmly, "It just made me dirty."

In the center of his bright white palm was a mirror stone shaped like a cold jade, which was woven into a sword pendant with bright red blood stained on it. The breath of Xiantian Lingbao continued to spread back and forth, with a sense of coldness that slightly matched his body.

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a long time. After recognizing what it was, he asked: "You have entered the secret realm? You, you usually look calm, how do you do such impulsive things?"

He and Li Huanhan have been apprentices for more than 60 years, and they naturally have a strong relationship. The first reaction is only worry: "There is no next time, it is still cold..."

Before Jiang Yinghe spoke, the sound transmission talisman of the senior brother suddenly lit, and Zhou Zhengping's voice resounded in the fairy house: "Jiang Brother Jiang, Zhenghua Hall, want to discuss matters."

Jiang Yinghe asked him to interrupt the words, the second half of the reprimand did not say anything, just clenched the Han Yu in his hand.

Jing Shi glanced at Li Huanhan again, and said, "He used to be invaded by ghosts and had a fragile physique, but you have always been gentle and kind. You must take good care of your younger brother."

He looked at the big apprentice in front of him and nodded earnestly before he stepped out of the Profound Gate and turned into a retreat to Zhenghua Hall.

After Jiang Yinghe left, only the two of them were left in Qingjingya.

Li's **** eyes gradually darkened, and he sat aside and glanced at Qin Jun: "Thousands of ghosts invade the gods?"

Qin Jun licked the tip of his teeth and laughed loosely, "The body of the demon?"

hypocritical. The two thoughts in their hearts at the moment were surprisingly consistent.

Li Huanhan stretched out his hand, and the **** long sword condensed from his palm and plunged into the ground. He sat aside holding the hilt of the sword, the illusion of mildness on his body disappeared without a trace, a cold and violent air flashed into his red eyes, and his body was overflowing with murderous intent.

"The ghost is lingering and not dying, the seeds of evil cultivation." Li Huanhan said, "Well, I will help you to transcend."

The cold light on the blood sword pierced his eyes. Qin Jun's iron gray eyes rolled, and he looked at him for a moment as if it were very interesting, and said: "I am the seed of evil cultivation, what are you? Is a... a demon that transforms people?"

With a loud sound, the long sword in Li Huanhan's hand broke through the wind, the sword qi pierced through Qin Jun's body, and the blade of the sword pressed against his foundation spiritual platform.

But Qin Jun did not move. He was an evil spirit. Even if his body was destroyed countless times, it could be repaired again. To him, the foundation-building platform on the surface was not very useful.

The base building is located next to the mouth of the heart, and the blood sword breaks open the epidermis, sucking blood. Li Huanhan stopped staring at him for a few seconds, and said, "What are you approaching him for?"

"I happen to ask you about this too." Qin Jun raised his eyebrows, exuding an almost unstoppable madness. "You are a demon, how come you are in the decent sect."

Li Huanhan's eyes remained motionless, and he couldn't find the slightest tremor in his expression. He pulled out the sword and watched the broken wound pierced by the blood sword quickly recover.

"...Evil spirit." He glanced indifferently, "If you dare to hurt him, I will kill you directly."

Qin Jun hadn't heard of this threat for many years, and he actually felt the long-lost sense of threat in Li Huanhan.

I'm afraid this person is more than just a Transfiguration Demon, he has the same smell as himself, similar to Hedao Tianlei.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and smiled: "Unfortunately, I just want to eat him."

He looked at the blood-colored eyes getting more and more gloomy, but in his mind he remembered—every heaven and earth.

There will be fierce beasts circling around Bao.

Jiang Yinghe is like a piece of sweet and attractive pastry to a ghost repairer of his level, which makes people want to bite him, lick him, and swallow him in his abdomen little by little.

And Li Huanhan, just like the evil beast that had been touched on the territory, the blood was shining in his eyes.

————

Zhenghua Hall.

"On the ice sheet, it’s inaccessible. It should be a good place to survive the second catastrophe of the Void Cave Realm there." Zhou Zhengping said, "Junior Brother Jiang should be confident in his heart after preparing for so many years. It's just a way of cultivating immortals and climbing. There are always predicaments..."

Zhou Zhengping routinely talked about it. For many talented people, the Void Realm is the end of their lives. And at the higher stage, only Junior Brother Jiang can get involved.

This time he was discussing with Jiang Yinghe face to face, and it was exactly the right place for Junior Brother Jiang to initiate the second calamity.

Many people in Penglai knew about the tribulation of Immortal Xuanwei for many years, but they also knew that with Jiang Yinghe's full preparation, it should have gone well this time.

Jiang Yinghe said: "When I retreat, my two disciples will also be taken care of by the head brother."

The chattering in Zhou Zhengping's mouth stopped, Li Huanhan and Qin Jun appeared in his mind, and his heart trembled inexplicably: "According...? Not to mention. They are born geniuses and don't need other people's intervention."

Jiang Yinghe shook his head: "Han Han led the same door into the secret realm this time. Although he did his best, he also entered the secret realm without authorization."

Zhou Zhengping: "It should be fine with Li Huanhan's ability."

Jiang Yinghe sighed: "He took away the innate spirit treasure in the Secret Realm of Taixu."

"Oh..." Zhou Zhengping thought he was fully psychologically prepared, he just responded calmly, and then his words stuck abruptly, and he was stunned by the words "Xiantian Lingbao" in his mind. After a long while, he said: "Huh?!"

The so-called secret realm is often born by relying on innate spirit treasures. Although everyone knows, they generally don't take it. First, they may not be able to get it, and it may be more likely to be injured and fallen. Second, it is the experience of the disciples, and they also deliberately use the secret realm.

"He got it?" Zhou Zhengping's voice suddenly raised a few tones, "This kid led a team to take away the secret realm?"

Jiang Yinghe gave a light cough and said in embarrassment, "Well... I got it."

"Li Huanhan is a strong power body, and the Secret Realm of Taixu belongs to ice and snow. What did he do desperately to get this thing?" This place is not owned by the Penglai school alone, many schools will go

Experience. Zhou Zhengping held his chest and eased for a while, feeling that his blood pressure was rising. "Could it be possible for a female monk to give it to him, but he can also make a loan and turn it back into a Taoist buddy?!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Yinghe felt that his apprentice was very filial, so that the senior brother said that he became a lover of men and women, and he was a little unwilling to say: "Does it have to be a female monk?"

Zhou Zhengping widened his eyes and stroked his beard, his heart trembled: "What's the matter, did your apprentice give it to a man?!"

Jiang Yinghe: "Uh..."

Seeing that he did not answer, Zhou Zhengping thought it was really the case. He slapped his thigh abruptly, and said sadly: "This matter will be spread to Yingzhou School, Guanghan Palace, Medicine King Valley, Lanruo Temple...all the immortals. The sect knows that the Taixu Secret Realm has been wiped out by us, or it is for a male repairer... the whole child is unparalleled in love."

Before Zhou Zhengping practiced, he was a native of Liaocheng in Zhongzhou. After so many years of self-cultivation, this is the first time that the local accent has come out.

Seeing that he was talking more and more biased, Jiang Yinghe quickly interrupted and said, "It was naturally given to me for the cold."

Zhou Zhengping was taken aback for a moment, his blood pressure suddenly dropped back, and he stroked his beard and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier, isn't this a model of respecting teachers and respecting the Tao?"

He calmed down, drank tea and was shocked, and continued: "It's OK. If you say that, the disciples under your seat are tyrannical. If they don't violate the regulations, they won't be envious. After two days, Yun will leave the customs, you It also happens to be able to go to the Thousand Mile Ice Field to prepare for the robbery.

Yun Buxiu is one of the three real people of the Penglai School, the Taoist name Qing Yan, who had been in retreat for two hundred years to study a Taoist art. He is also the youngest of this generation, and is Jiang Yinghe's junior.

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, and when he was about to say something, the entire Penglai Immortal Gate suddenly fluctuated, the Zhenghua Hall trembled, and the cups and saucers fell apart.

Not only was Jiang Yinghe stunned, Zhou Zhengping followed him, and the two immediately fled out, staying in the air and looking out to the place where the earth was trembling, and saw a clean and secluded mountain slanting from mid-air. Slipped off and was chopped from it.

Zhou Zhengping waved the dust, a cyan light held up half of the mountain, and slowly placed it on the ground in Penglai. The disciples surrounded and watched, talking and wondering.

He then turned his head, looked at the arc of the cold, white jaw of Junior Brother Jiang, and said, "Xuanwei, this broken mountain seems to be your clean cliff."

Jiang Yinghe watched his house collapsed blankly, and several possibilities had already emerged in his mind, until he saw the two figures above the broken peak.

At the same time, the trembling words of the head brother sounded in his ears.

"Xuanwei, it seems that your apprentice is..." He thought for a while, and said implicitly, "...to learn from each other?"

Jiang Yinghe: "..."