The Ancestor of Body Repair

The old man surnamed Song saw that Nie Wufeng calmly rescued Lu Kun under his hands, his face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "Junior Sister Ling, didn't you say that Nie Wufeng disappeared today?"

"Why can he still cast spells?"

Fairy Ling was also extremely puzzled. Immortal cultivators at the stage of forming an elixir were extremely powerful. She knew the time when Nie Wufeng's spiritual roots disappeared. As long as she calculated a little, she could accurately calculate the time when her spiritual roots disappeared. It was impossible to make mistakes.

"Unless!" Fairy Ling was shocked when she thought of an impossible event.

Nie Wufeng looked at the old man surnamed Song and Li Wan who had fought with him, and said slightly sarcastically, "I, Nie Wufeng, suffered a loss once, but I won't the second time, and I won't have Nie Wufeng in the future. Linggen has disappeared this weakness."

The three people on the opposite side looked at each other in disbelief. They absolutely did not believe that Nie Wufeng could change the aptitude of Linggen. They had never heard of such a method.

Nie Wufeng looked at the three in front of him, frowned, and murmured, "Li Wan'er, Demon Spirit Sect, Shangqing Sect?"

After that, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he said in amazement: "I understand, you are all from the Demon Sect! The purpose is my Yueyang Sect!"

Nie Wufeng strung the information of these three people together, and immediately understood everything. He couldn't help feeling terrible about the design of the Devil's Gate.

"Good plan! Many years ago, Li Wan'er sneaked into my sect. On the one hand, in order to get familiar with the internal restrictions of Yueyang Sect, on the other hand, when the time was right, he killed my sect's middle-stage cultivator."

"As for this fellow Daoist, he must have sneaked into Shangqingmen earlier. In addition to helping you design Shangqingmen disciples, he also borrowed monks from Shangqingmen to destroy my Yueyang Sect team."

"I didn't expect your Demon Sect to have such great ambitions so many years ago!"

The three of the Demon Sect looked at each other, and gradually revealed a bit of killing intent.

Lu Kun, who was on the side, felt horrified when he heard it. From the beginning of the fall of the cultivator of the Yueyang Sect at the formation stage, to the annihilation of the disciples at the foundation formation stage, it turned out that it was all designed by the Demon Spirit Gate!

"Li Wan'er is actually a late-stage cultivator, sneaked into my faction, and attacked my team's Martial Uncle? Isn't it Martial Uncle Wang!"

When Lu Kun saw the appearance of this female cultivator at the stage of forming an elixir, he was a little strange, why he looked so similar to Li Wan'er.

"It's no wonder that when I was in front of Li Wan'er, I felt my heart palpitations from time to time. I really don't know what Zhao Qingtian would think when he knew about this situation! According to Nie Shishu, Li Waner probably attacked Wang Shishu, who is Zhao Xueer's master!"

Not to mention what Lu Kun was thinking.

The opposite Li Wan'er suddenly laughed and said: "Daoyou Nie really has a clear mind. The little girl played a few tricks with the Taoist friend before, and she was not very happy, and she was afraid that your senior brother would arrive, but now, I wish that your senior brother would come. coming."

The old man surnamed Song sneered and said, "Nie Wufeng, the three of us are all higher than you, so what if you guessed it, we will take you down today, and the next battle will be much easier."

As he spoke, three powerful forces of divine consciousness pressed towards Nie Wufeng. If it was in the early stage of forming a pill, he would definitely not be able to exert his full strength.

But Nie Wufeng was different. He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a curtain of cyan light enveloped Lu Kun. At the same time, an invisible and ethereal consciousness, no less than the middle stage of the formation of pills, greeted the three opponents. .

Lu Kun was protected by this light curtain, but he could vaguely feel the collision of the terrifying power of divine consciousness outside, and subconsciously hid all the power of divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, otherwise, even if he was not injured, he would be dizzy.

He clearly saw that this Master Refining Master, whom he admired so much, calmly resisted the enemy's Divine Consciousness Combination blow, only took a half step back, and his face did not change much.

However, the other three cultivators of the pill formation stage did not know when the finished glyphs quietly surrounded Nie Wufeng in the middle.

"Hahaha!"

The old man who was promoted to form a pill in his twilight years, after seeing the three people forming a joint force in a blink of an eye, was not afraid, and Yang Tian let out bursts of wanton laughter.

In a strong and disdainful tone, he said, "Can you take down me, Nie Wufeng, with just the three of you?"

"Today, I will let you taste the magical powers of Fengyingjue after I was promoted to Pill!"

On the opposite side, there are two late stages of formation and one mid-stage formation!

Nie Wufeng has no fear!

Lu Kun looked at the arrogant and wild look on the face of the elder in the sect who had a great favor to him. He was instantly captured by his demeanor, and his heart was surging!

I saw Nie Wufeng's entire body glowing with cyan light, while Lu Kun was enveloped in it.

A gust of breeze suddenly appeared among several people.

wind! This is an invisible thing, the breeze blows on the face, and there is no power. When it gathers into a whirlwind, a tornado, a storm, the power is definitely beyond the ability of human beings.

Not to mention the wind attribute mana used by the cultivators!

Next to Nie Wufeng, three small whirlwinds suddenly appeared out of thin air, directly blocking the magic weapons of the three cultivators of the pill formation stage.

Then the three whirlwinds began to spin clockwise with Nie Wufeng as the center.

This made the three people outside frown. This whirlwind is full of wind blades. Although the power is average, their magic weapons cannot attack at all, and they will be taken aside by the wind as soon as they approach.

The small whirlwind turned faster and faster, and several people gradually felt the power of divine consciousness erupting in the middle of the whirlwind.

Then the three small whirlwinds quickly merged and turned into a huge tornado with a height of dozens of feet. Even the clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind, and Nie Wufeng and Lu Kun were in the middle of the eye. place.

At the same time as the tornado appeared, a powerful suction was sucked towards the Demon Spirit Gate. The three people flashed aura. With their deep mana shield, they resisted the suction and tried their best to retreat.

"This wind and cloud spell was created by me. After my uncle's evaluation, it is no less than any high-level spell. Fellow Daoist Li, let's taste the power of it first!"

With Nie Wufeng's voice, the tornado accelerated towards Li Wan.

Compared with the speed of the cultivator in the formation stage, Li Wan did not dare to approach this tornado. Her consciousness was clearly detected, and there were thousands of wind blades in the tornado.

As long as she is sucked in, no matter how powerful her mana shield is in the late stage of her formation, her defense will be broken by the overwhelming wind blades.

The female cultivator gritted her teeth and closed her golden-blade magic weapon to her body. With the power of the magic weapon, she escaped and escaped from this terrifying tornado like a meat grinder.

On the other side, the old man surnamed Song and Fairy Ling did not dare to approach the tornado.

But what happened next made them stunned, and they saw the wind blade in this tornado disappeared, turned into wind attribute energy, and gathered towards the center.

A rather bloated blue light appeared in the center, blazing towards the distance at an extreme speed, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone in the blink of an eye. The speed is incredible!

Fairy Ling looked at Nie Wufeng's disappearing figure with a complicated look in her eyes.

The old man surnamed Song sighed and said, "It seems that the Yuanying period master is needed to deal with this Wufeng Nie. Otherwise, when we attack Yueyangzong, this whirlwind will be enough to kill and injure most of the foundation-building monks I sent."

"However, this person knows the plan of our Demon Spirit Sect. After returning, he must be prepared. Maybe he will transfer the savings of the sect for many years in advance."

Li Wan'er frowned and said, "After I succeeded, I have already notified Senior Brother Lu through a special magic weapon. Presumably the team has already set off. We are waiting on the way. Even if Nie Wufeng informs us in time, our speed will not be slow."

The strange color in Fairy Ling's eyes disappeared, and when she heard the worries of the two, she said lightly, "Don't forget, in Yueyang Sect, we still have two backers. It's too late for them to prepare now."