The fairy is fierce

The remaining clouds drifted across the sky, blocking the morning light in the east, and the light in the silent suburban town dimmed. ♦♦  ♦♦

Lu Mingzhou and Lan Ying were seriously injured and fainted on the ground due to the poisonous mist; Cheng Jiujiang broke his right arm and lost most of his combat power; the four people from Qihuang Valley who were still intact looked at the four monks in front and back back to back.

Zuo Lingquan and others seemed to have strength in numbers, but quantity could not make up for the gap in quality.

Xu Yuankui said that as long as Yue Pingyang was not around, he could defeat Qihuang Valley alone. This was no joke.

Xu Yuankui was once a disciple of Yiyue Lin, one of the nine sects. Even if he was expelled from the school, the skills he learned are still with him; Their experience is much higher than that of the miscellaneous monks from the Great Dan Dynasty.

Throughout the Great Dan Dynasty, Xu Yuankui was only afraid of Yue Pingyang, who was born in Jingtai. Cheng Jiujiang and others, even if they were in the same realm as him, were just a mob.

Wu Qingwan just took a quick look and knew that today was going to be a bad day. The poisonous mist blew into the willow forest, and the disciples of Qihuang Valley would not be able to get through in a short time. Even if they did, it would be useless for Xu Yuankui in front of him. If he wanted to kill them all, he might just have to do it. It takes a few breaths, and there is no time to rush for help.

The white-haired Yue Heng looked at the three people behind him with his sword in hand, and said in a deep voice:

"what to do?"

Cheng Jiujiang lost an arm. Even if he didn't want to die, he was already devastated and said:

"There are only four of us. The five of us escape separately. One or two can always escape."

Even if they join together, they may not be able to defeat Xu Yuankui. Under the current circumstances, this is the only countermeasure.

The five people stopped talking and stared carefully in front and behind, looking for opportunities to escape.

Zuo Lingquan stood beside Wu Qingwan, staring at Xu Yuankui from beginning to end.

Xu Yuankui had already heard about Zuo Lingquan from Zhao Ze, and had been watching just now, knowing that his talent was astonishing. Anyone can escape today, but Zuo Lingquan can never let the tiger go back to the mountain, so his eyes are always locked on Zuo Lingquan.

The cross wind swept across the long street, and all nine people held their breaths.

"Suffer death!"

It was at this critical moment that Wu Qingwan took the lead, picked up an object, and smashed it directly into Zuo Lingquan's head! ? ? ?

The unexpected move naturally shocked everyone.

The eyes of Xu Yuankui and the three people behind him were all attracted by this move, focusing on Wu Qingwan's right hand that patted Zuo Linquan.

Just at this moment!

rustle

Dazzling white light bloomed from the golden mirror in Wu Qingwan's hand.

The long bluestone street turned into blazing white in an instant.

Zuo Lingquan hugged Wu Qingwan from the waist and rushed sideways without hesitation.

Yue Heng and his second uncle had already discussed their tactics when they came out. They didn't even look at Wu Qingwan and rushed to the left and right buildings at the same time.

Cheng Jiujiang covered his broken arm and was blinded by surprise. He and Xu Yuankui and others shouted angrily in unison: "Fuck your mother!" But without slowing down at all, he turned around and rushed to the left.

Xu Yuankui closed his eyes very quickly, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't catch the light, and he still lost his vision temporarily.

He identified Zuo Lingquan's position just by listening to the sound, and the two swords in his hands exploded with white light. Under the fierce slash, two crescent-like sword lights swept towards Zuo Lingquan's direction.

Chacha

The sword wind is like a wave!

The martial arts cultivators at the fifth level of Linggu exploded violently, and their lethality was terrifying.

Zuo Lingquan flew towards Wu Qingwan with his arms in his arms. As soon as he jumped up to the house, he saw that the entire teahouse was split into three sections by the light of the sword.

Before a martial artist could not 'turn sword energy into a gang', the only way to defend himself was to resist with his physical body. However, if he resisted the light of the sword in front of him, he would definitely be cut in two.

Fortunately, the sword energy cannot be controlled when it leaves the body, and the direction of the slash is fixed.

Zuo Lingquan violently held down Wu Qingwan and lay on the roof of the teahouse. The next moment, the light of the knife grazed his back and cut off the hem of his robe.

The moment the sword flashed across, Xu Yuankui's vision had returned. He stood up from the ground and slashed at Zuo Lingquan on the roof with two swords:

"drink!"

Xu Yuankui was also a martial arts cultivator who was known for his speed. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as being as fast as a thunderbolt. The moment the sword flashed across his back, he was already above Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan's reaction speed was enough to jump away, but with Wu Qingwan underneath him, there was no way for both of them to dodge at the same time.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zuo Lingquan's eyes turned cold, and his monstrous sword intent soared into the sky!

Before the three-foot Qingfeng was fully raised, black mist burst out from the blade.

call out

The sound of the sword sounded like a dragon's roar, resounding through the silent town.

Then a stream of ink as thick as a sword's edge rose from above the tea shop, with the force of a rainbow piercing the sun, and stabbed Xu Yuankui, the double sword falling from the sky.

Zuo Lingquan, who had cultivated at level 12, used his strongest sword at full strength, and the momentum was astonishing.

Wu Qingwan was lying under Zuo Lingquan, and she felt an overwhelming pressure coming from above. Even though her true energy had not leaked out at all, and the target was not her, she still turned pale in shock.

Xu Yuankui, who was in mid-air, saw a martial artist at the twelfth level of Qi refining gathering his true energy into a bundle, and instantly erupted with a momentum even more terrifying than him, and his eyes showed a bit of shock.

However, shock was a shock, but this did not affect Xu Yuankui's reaction.

Zhao Ze had already informed Xu Yuankui that Zuo Lingquan had killed Tu Yang instantly with one sword when his true energy was on the verge of depletion in the Evergreen Mountains.

Xu Yuankui knew that Zuo Lingquan had hidden a sword skill with astonishing lethality, and he had just figured out Zuo Lingquan's realm. Before attacking, he was already prepared to be backhanded by the opponent.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan raise his hand, Xu Yuankui's robes swelled up, white light burst out, and turned into aura surrounding his body, leaving no water leaking from head to toe. He used the iconic move of Linggu's fifth-level Zhaohai, the sword energy into aura!

Although the martial arts cultivator's protective aura consumes a lot of energy, it is also very domineering in both offense and defense. Cultivators with weaker cultivation than himself basically cannot break through the defense.

Xu Yuankui's body was swept by a white hurricane, and the flying wood and rubble were crushed into powder in an instant when they came into contact with the surging and swirling white aura.

And at the moment when the aura was formed, the ink-like sword shadow hit the white aura.

Boom

A loud noise sounded in the air in the long street.

Xu Yuankui's figure was hit and stopped in the air. The indestructible ink flow hit the protective aura and was torn into pieces in an instant.

It stands to reason that a cultivator of the twelfth level of Qi Refining could not break Xu Yuankui's protective Qi even if he risked his life.

But Xu Yuankui was shocked to find that even though the ink flow as thick as the sword tip was torn into pieces by the Qi, a small part of it still passed through the protective Qi and pierced his heart.

Snap

The sword flashed and disappeared!

Wu Qingwan didn't even see what happened clearly, but saw the Qi wave in the air venting, completely shaking down the teahouse that was split diagonally, and he and Zuo Lingquan fell into the teahouse together.

After Xu Yuankui blocked the sword Qi, the Qi dissipated, and his figure flew to the side, landing on the road that the two had to take to escape. A blood mark appeared on his chest robe, about an inch deep, and the blood stained the collar red.

The Immaculate Golden Body and the protective Qi could not block this shocking sword, and Xu Yuankui's eyes showed disbelief.

He was on guard beforehand, but was still injured by the sword. If it was Cheng Jiujiang who had no protective qi, he would have died on the spot without even a chance to react.

However, the fifth level of Linggu is the fifth level of Linggu. There are too many realms to suppress, and no matter how superb the sword skills are, it is difficult to make up for the gap in hard power.

Xu Yuankui suppressed the pain in his chest, and with a warrior's arrogance in his eyes, he sneered:

"Good boy, I underestimated you."

The house collapsed, and before the rubble fell to the ground, Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan rushed out of the window and fell into the alley.

Seeing that he could injure Xu Yuankui, Zuo Lingquan immediately pushed Wu Qingwan to the back, and took the sword and rushed to Xu Yuankui who was blocking the way:

"Do you think I only have one sword?"

As soon as the words fell, the three-foot green blade and black sword energy in Zuo Lingquan's hand surged, and he took Xu Yuankui's face with one sword again.

Swish

The power of this sword is not half weaker than the previous one!

Xu Yuankui saw this scene and was surprised again.

When a cultivator performs martial arts techniques, the more powerful they are, the more true qi they draw from the meridians and qi palaces; true qi is stored in various parts of the body, and it takes time to draw it. Under normal circumstances, the greater the power, the slower it is to perform.

Zuo Lingquan just burst out with such a strong force in an instant, which can be said to be mobilizing the qi points near his right arm; but it is too incredible to do it again without any interval at this time. Is it possible that all the meridians in this kid's body are on his hands?

But although he was surprised, Xu Yuankui was a cultivator of the fifth level of Linggu after all. Even if Zuo Lingquan's sword was as fast as thunder, he was still able to react in advance. His figure flashed and moved three steps to the side dangerously.

Sss

The sword energy like ink flow pierced the air and pierced into the house behind.

A sword hole the size of a sword blade appeared on the wall. It was not until it penetrated three houses that the gathered sword energy dispersed and blew through a wall.

Boom!

The house collapsed, smoke and dust rolled!

Wu Qingwan was stunned by the fight between gods, and she didn't know how to help with her sword; she couldn't break Xu Yuankui's protective aura, nor could she keep up with Zuo Lingquan's speed. She could only turn around and rush towards Yue Heng and the second uncle who were also blocked.

Zuo Lingquan's sword missed, but he didn't look back. He took out a talisman and threw it at Wu Qingwan.

The khaki talisman unfolded in the air and turned into a tortoise-shell-like phantom, surrounding Wu Qingwan.

Wu Qingwan was stunned when she saw this: "Lingquan, you..." But the talisman had already been used and couldn't be taken back. She could only grit her teeth and kill the bald Zheng Yuan who was punching like a tiger.

Xu Yuankui dodged a sword, and seeing Zuo Lingquan's movements, he said coldly:

"You can't protect yourself, but you still want to protect a woman. You are so careless. But this tortoise shell talisman can't protect me from my moon-covering sword..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Zuo Lingquan attacked with a sword, and without stopping for a moment, he rushed towards Xu Yuankui again.

But this time, Zuo Lingquan didn't use sword energy.

It is difficult for sword energy to change direction after leaving the body. When the speed of both sides is almost the same, the farther the sword energy flies, the longer the opponent has to react. As long as Xu Yuankui is prepared, the sword energy can't hit him at all, and the opponent doesn't even need to use the protective qi.

The two swords just now consumed nearly 40% of Zuo Lingquan's true energy, while Xu Yuankui obviously didn't consume much. If he didn't get close, he couldn't kill Xu Yuankui even with scraping.

Xu Yuankui held two swords in his hands. Seeing Zuo Lingquan rushing towards him directly, he raised his hand and chopped down with two swords crosswise.

Snap

The white knife light appeared again, and four knife marks appeared on the walls on both sides of the alley.

The knife light cut through the masonry wall, and the intersection of the two knife lights was exactly where Zuo Lingquan rushed forward.

If this knife hit, Zuo Lingquan would definitely be cut into four sections.

But Zuo Lingquan himself is known for his speed, and it is easy to dodge the knife light without protecting Wu Qingwan.

Seeing the knife light coming, Zuo Lingquan lightly tapped the ground with his feet and jumped up, passing over the knife light and continued to rush towards Xu Yuankui.

The distance was quickly shortened!

Xu Yuankui saw that his two swords missed, and he knew that it was meaningless for the two of them to keep a distance and fight. He bent his knees slightly, and then the ground in the alley exploded, and the whole person turned into a white afterimage and flashed in front of Zuo Lingquan.

This time the speed was too fast, and Zuo Lingquan could hardly see clearly. He could only rely on his body instinct to raise the sword and stab forward. The ink-colored sword energy condensed on the sword tip, and the terrifying power burst out in an instant.

Shua

Xu Yuankui slashed at Zuo Lingquan's chest and abdomen with his two swords. He really didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to counterattack. He didn't dare to exchange his life for his life. He quickly changed his moves and slashed at the stabbing long sword with his two swords. The protective aura also appeared around his body again.

Bang

The collapsed bricks and stones were smashed and splashed at the moment the aura appeared.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the ordinary long sword in Zuo Lingquan's hand was chopped into three sections by the two swords of the spiritual weapon grade, and fell into the surging aura and shattered directly.

The surging Qi contained in the sword burst out without restraint, and directly blew up Zuo Lingquan who was about to get close to him.

Bang

Zuo Lingquan's robe on his chest was shattered by the Qi on the spot, and several blood marks appeared on his chest. The whole person flew backwards, bounced in the alley, and fell on the street again, sliding for a few steps before barely stopping.

In the alley full of rubble, Xu Yuankui did not move at all. After repelling Zuo Lingquan, he spun the silver moon double swords in both hands, walked quickly to the street, and said coldly:

"Half-step Linggu, you can fight like this, which really opened my eyes. But you should at least find a good sword. Ordinary iron tools are really a waste of this divine sword skill."

"Ahem"

Zuo Lingquan stopped and turned over to stand up, with only a section of the hilt left in his hand, his chest was full of blood marks, and the Qi in his body was more than half consumed.

He looked at Xu Yuankui who was at ease, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing sword since he was young, aiming for a "one-hit kill". Everything is piled on the final sword that decides the outcome. His explosive power is amazing. It is true that he is invincible in the same realm, but his shortcomings are also obvious. If he can't kill his opponent with this one strike, it will be difficult to kill him again in the future.

Now that he has lost his sword, Zuo Lingquan has no chance to fight back. He can only turn around and run to Wu Qingwan:

"Go!"

Zuo Lingquan can still say that the fight is going back and forth, but on the other side, Yue Heng and others are facing the three spiritual valley cultivators of Baisheng Valley. The scene can only be described as horrible.

The three heads of Qihuang Valley have been staying in Qihuang Valley for years. The last time they fought a life-and-death battle with someone was probably when they were young and went out to travel. Wu Qingwan has no experience in fighting a life-and-death battle with someone.

The three people from Baisheng Valley are wild cultivators who lick blood on the edge of a knife outside the pass. They can cultivate to the spiritual valley. I don't know how many lives they have on their hands, and they also take advantage of their youth and strength.

The two sides fought for only one encounter, and the elderly master Bo Yueheng was knocked to the ground by the boxer Zheng Yuan of the same level with a "Dragon Subduing" from Fulong Mountain.

The second master only had the cultivation of the first level of Linggu, and before he could rush to the front, he was frozen in place by Yan Jiu, who was good at Qimen magic, with a fan; Zhang Jianlong raised his hand and a purple lightning struck him, and his life or death was unknown on the spot.

The only one who could fight back and forth was Cheng Jiujiang, who had an arm broken.

Cheng Jiujiang relied on the fourth level of Linggu's Immaculate Golden Body to resist the combined attack of three people, and also injured Zheng Yuan, who also used a fist, with a punch, but it was difficult to hold on for too long.

Wu Qingwan only went in and out of Linggu, and the sword skills she practiced were not much better than her two brothers. She went to help for only a encounter, and Zhang Jianlong broke the tortoise shell talisman on her body. She could only keep a distance and retreat with the bloody master Bo Yueheng.

The two sides fought for only a dozen breaths, and only Cheng Jiujiang was left on Zuo Lingquan's side.

Even if the disciples of Qihuang Valley came to help, they could only run here from the Eight-legged Archway at most. Moreover, the poisonous fog in the willow forest had not yet dissipated, and there was no other figure in the entire Qihuang Town.

Isolated and helpless, Wu Qingwan's eyes showed despair. When she was thinking about countermeasures, there was a loud noise behind her, and a voice:

"Go!"

Wu Qingwan looked back, but saw Zuo Lingquan's clothes on his chest were torn, and he just turned over from the ground and rushed towards her.

"Lingquan!"

Wu Qingwan's face turned pale, and she stood up and wanted to go to help, but the next moment she saw Xu Yuankui rushing out of the alley with two swords in his hands, and he went straight for Zuo Lingquan with both swords.

The two sides were about ten feet apart. Wu Qingwan couldn't get through even if she ran as fast as she could. If she did, she would probably be killed in one blow by Xu Yuankui. She had no choice but to throw out her sword to Zuo Lingquan:

"Catch the sword!"

Zuo Lingquan saw Xu Yuankui intercepting from the side, and there was no way to avoid it. He was unarmed and couldn't use his hands to break Xu Yuankui's protective aura. He could only rush to the sword thrown at him.

Unfortunately, Xu Yuankui had been a wild cultivator for nearly sixty years. How could he give the other party a chance to take a weapon?

Xu Yuankui casually slashed out with a knife, hitting the long sword flying in the air and knocking the long sword away.

Ding

Zuo Lingquan reacted very quickly. While Xu Yuankui was distracted and knocked the long sword away, he turned around and jumped violently, using all his life's knowledge to sweep Xu Yuankui's forehead with a whip kick.

Snap

The whip kick made a loud bang in the air.

It's a pity that the moves of secular martial arts are useless in cultivation.

This whip kick was just infused with his own true energy, and swept out in the way of "one force defeats ten skills", without any luck or magic; it seemed to be terrifying, and there was a black tail, but the actual lethality was not as great as the ghostly "Yuxia Chengqi".

Xu Yuankui knocked away his sword with a knife, and felt the momentum on the side surge, and the next moment the protective qi enveloped his whole body.

Zuo Lingquan used his strongest sword to barely break Xu Yuankui's qi, and the effect of a normal kick was imaginable.

Zuo Lingquan's right leg just touched the tornado-like Qi, and his boots and trouser legs turned into ashes.

The skin and bones on his legs were wrapped by his own Qi, so they were not crushed by the Qi, but they were also covered with blood.

Under the huge pulling force, in the instant of contact, Zuo Lingquan was thrown in the direction of the Qi's rotation, smashed through the wall of the house, and hit the wall on the other side before stopping.

Xu Yuankui didn't even raise his hand, looked at Zuo Lingquan who was thrown out, and frowned:

"Are you mentally ill? You use mortal fists and feet to break my protective Qi, and you think you are the ancestor of Youhuang?"

Zuo Lingquan naturally knew that ordinary fists and feet could not break the defense of the fifth-level cultivator of Linggu, but the only thing that could exert his combat power was a five-thunder talisman that was not even a spiritual talisman.

The power of the top-grade talisman is the greatest, but it is only equivalent to the same magic performed by a cultivator of the twelfth level of Qi Refining. It is estimated that the talisman cannot get close to Xu Yuankui, so what else can he do except rely on ordinary fists and feet?

Zuo Lingquan crashed into the house, fell to the ground and quickly got up. Knowing that he couldn't do it with his bare hands, he wanted to find a piece of iron to use as a sword. As long as he could withstand his own true qi, he could use sword skills.

The house he fell into was a tavern, where several cultivators who were watching the poison were lying.

Zuo Lingquan glanced around and wanted to pick up the sword of one of them, but he found out from the corner of his eye that there was an iron mace on the table of the tavern!

The iron mace was four feet long and divided into thirty-six sections. Each section had four sides engraved with complicated inscriptions. The mace was shaped like a dragon head with a bead in its mouth.

Judging from the appearance of the iron mace, it was similar to the one used by Tu Yang last time. Although he didn't know who dropped it here, Zuo Lingquan didn't care so much at this time. He felt that this thing was very solid. He picked up the iron mace on the table and rushed out of the tavern.

Xu Yuankui was holding two swords. Seeing Zuo Lingquan rushing out again, he rushed forward again with two swords in his hands, raised his hands and chopped down with two swords:

"Do you think you are looking for a god..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuankui was stunned.

I saw Zuo Lingquan, who was furious, holding the iron mace and stabbing straight, using the same move as the sword just now. The ink-colored mist on the iron mace surged and stabbed Xu Yuankui's chest and abdomen.

Xu Yuankui used the same trick again, slashing the iron mace with two swords, trying to break the iron mace and resolve this move.

But what he didn't expect was that the blade chopped on the iron mace, and the iron mace was unscathed.

Ding

After the crisp sound of metal and iron colliding, it turned into an inky iron mace, forcibly piercing the protective qi.

Although there was an obstacle, the weapon was not broken by the qi, and most of the qi contained in it was still released to Xu Yuankui.

The distance was too close, the qi was broken, and Xu Yuankui was caught off guard. No matter how fast he dodged, he still couldn't avoid it all.

The iron mace pierced under the ribs, and the ink-like sword energy shot out close to his body. With a muffled sound of "puff", a ball of blood mist burst out from Xu Yuankui's back, and the sword energy passed through his body, directly hitting Xu Yuankui's spotless golden body.

Zuo Lingquan retracted as soon as he touched it, and after a successful attack, he flew back and fell back under the eaves of the restaurant.

Xu Yuankui suffered a serious injury under his ribs, his face turned pale, and he retreated several steps to the other side of the street, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

He forced himself to take a breath to stop the bleeding wound under his ribs, his eyes showing anger, and he said coldly:

"Good boy, do you think you can get out alive today by finding a magic mace?"

Zuo Lingquan saw that Xu Yuankui was hit in the middle, but he still did not fall down, and his heart sank. There was less than 20% of the true energy in his body, and he could only use one sword at most. If he could not kill him with this sword, he would not have the chance to escape. ♦♦  ♞♦

Zuo Lingquan glanced at Wu Qingwan, who was far away and could not intervene at all, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Go quickly."

After speaking, he picked up the iron mace again and rushed towards Xu Yuankui.

On the other side, Cheng Jiujiang was already covered with bruises under the joint attack, and he was also blood-thirsty. He almost stopped defending and beat the boxer Zheng Yuan to death. It seemed that he was determined to kill him.

Zuo Lingquan held Xu Yuankui, and Wu Qingwan still had a chance to escape, but where could Wu Qingwan run at this time?

Even if she ran, she would not live for the rest of her life!

Wu Qingwan's eyes were full of bloodshot, and she didn't care about the difference between them. She ran forward and picked up her sword, then jumped up, raised her hand and stabbed Xu Yuankui's back with a ray of afterglow.

Although Wu Qingwan's realm was half a level higher than Zuo Lingquan's, the level in all aspects was too far apart. Xu Yuankui didn't even bother to pay attention to her and directly deployed his protective qi.

Wu Qingwan showed nine sword shadows in her hand, which was already her highest level, but her protective qi was impervious. As soon as her sword qi approached, it was quickly crushed into nothingness.

Zuo Lingquan saw Wu Qingwan rushing to help, without any hesitation, he shouted angrily and raised his speed to the extreme.

This time, the true qi in his body was almost exhausted, his face turned waxy white, and veins on his forehead bulged.

"Die!"

A loud shout resounded throughout Qihuang Town.

Zuo Lingquan held the iron mace in one hand, rushed to Xu Yuankui as fast as thunder, raised his hand and stabbed directly at the center of Xu Yuankui's chest.

Xu Yuankui was not distracted at all. After several rounds of fighting, he also saw that the boy in front of him only knew one sword skill with great killing power. As long as he dodged, the opponent would have no more strength left.

Xu Yuankui saw Zuo Lingquan attacking in the same way, and he had no intention of exchanging his life for his life. He dodged to the side at an astonishing speed.

Swish

After the sharp sound of the sword, the iron mace pierced through the protective qi.

Unfortunately, Xu Yuankui dodged in time, and only his sleeves were penetrated. The sword energy shot back and pierced through the house behind.

Xu Yuankui had been injured repeatedly and had already been furious. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan's desperate attack had missed, a ferocious look appeared in his eyes, and he took advantage of the situation and stabbed Zuo Lingquan in the chest with a knife.

Poof

Zuo Lingquan had neither the protection of the Qi nor the Immaculate Golden Body, and the inner energy was close to exhaustion. He could not dodge the knife at all. In the moment of passing by, the blood-red knife tip appeared behind him.

"Ah"

Wu Qingwan saw this scene, her eyes were bloodshot.

In the willow forest in the distance, Tang Jingyan, who had been holding her head and peeking, saw this scene from a distance, and also screamed, running towards the town like crazy.

Xu Yuankui did not pay attention to these external objects. After the blade pierced Zuo Lingquan's chest, he wanted to cut Zuo Lingquan in half with a horizontal pull.

But at the moment when the blade entered the flesh, he saw Zuo Lingquan's eyes.

The eyes were full of bloodshot, but calm without any ripples. It didn't look like a dying person, but like looking at a dead person!

Xu Yuankui felt a chill in his heart, thinking that it was not good, but it was too late.

At the moment when Zuo Lingquan stabbed the air with his sword, his left hand seemed to be raised to block the blade, but in fact he did not stop in front of the scimitar at all, but poured the last wisp of true energy in his body into his left hand, and directly probed into the white qi that had not yet dissipated.

With the strongest sword to break the protective qi, the qi had become much weaker.

Although Zuo Lingquan's arm was bloody for a moment, he still passed through with lightning speed and grabbed Xu Yuankui's throat.

Xu Yuankui's fifth-level cultivation in Linggu, with the support of powerful true energy and an immaculate golden body, his neck could not be twisted off easily; even if it was twisted off, he would not die for the time being, because he did not need to breathe like ordinary people.

But Zuo Lingquan used the strongest sword skill to break the qi, using the knife in the chest as bait, thinking that it was not as simple as twisting the neck.

At the moment when his left hand grabbed Xu Yuankui's neck, a purple lightning flashed between Zuo Lingquan's five fingers.

The Five Thunder Talisman held in his palm was directly attached to Xu Yuankui's neck and activated.

Xu Yuankui's eyes suddenly changed, and he raised his left hand knife and chopped at Zuo Lingquan's arm.

The next moment!

Boom

A thunderbolt exploded on the long bluestone street.

Electric snakes as thick as bowls gushed out from the snow-white talisman, along the arm and neck, and rushed into the bodies of the two people who were close at hand.

Zuo Lingquan used his bloody left hand to pinch Xu Yuankui's neck tightly, and the lightning exploded in the palm of his hand. The skin of his left hand instantly turned black and spread from the arm to the body.

Xu Yuankui was the same.

The top-grade talisman is equivalent to a cultivator of the twelfth level of Qi training performing the same magic. A cultivator of the twelfth level of Qi training might not be able to touch the corner of Xu Yuankui's clothes, but the Five Thunder Curse was released on his neck. No matter how strong Xu Yuankui was, he was not really indestructible. How could he not be affected at all?

But in an instant, Xu Yuankui's neck turned black, and lightning flowed between the meridians and acupoints. Even in his eyes, lightning flashed, and his body was paralyzed on the spot.

Boom boom boom boom

Five lightning flashes exploded at the same time, and the two separated under the huge impact and flew to the left and right.

Half of Zuo Lingquan's body turned almost black, and he fell backwards on the street. Even so, his eyes were still fixed on Xu Yuankui.

Xu Yuankui's entire head and chest turned black, and he stepped back a few steps. His body was paralyzed and lost control, and he fell directly to the ground, but he still didn't let go of the knife in his hand.

Wu Qingwan's face was pale, and she was stunned for only a moment, and then she ran towards Zuo Lingquan who fell to the ground like crazy.

The people who were fighting fiercely in the back also noticed the movement here.

Zheng Yuan, Yan Jiu and others did not expect Xu Yuankui, who was at the fifth level of Linggu, to be seriously injured in such a place. The three of them immediately gave up the joint attack and rushed towards Xu Yuankui.

Cheng Jiujiang was also shocked. When he found that Xu Yuankui was injured, his eyes burst out with the desire to survive again. He madly attacked the three people who tried to rescue him and shouted:

"Kill first!"

Wu Qingwan just ran out a step and felt something was wrong. The murderous intent in her eyes surged. She raised her sword and stabbed Xu Yuankui, who was sitting on the ground, ready to finish off the knife.

Xu Yuankui's eyes were full of murderous intent. He stared at Zuo Lingquan. He found Wu Qingwan coming to kill him. He didn't know how much perseverance he had used. His fingers moved slightly and a golden talisman was taken out from his sleeves.

The golden talisman unfolded itself in the air, and the spell lit up and turned into a golden bell in an instant, covering Xu Yuankui.

Dong

Wu Qingwan thrust out a sword, landing on the phantom of the golden bell, making a deep bell sound, but it was difficult to move forward!

Wu Qingwan's eyes were stunned, but without hesitation, she raised her hand and stabbed three more swords.

Dongdongdong

The phantom of the golden bell was intact, not even shaking!

Zuo Lingquan saw this scene, his eyes were full of bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, moved his fingers, and then grasped the iron mace, and then supported his body with the iron mace, and slowly stood up from the street again!

Although half of his body was burnt black, he stood straight, with murderous eyes, like a ghost crawling out of the underworld!

Xu Yuankui did not expect Zuo Lingquan to recover so quickly after being paralyzed by lightning, and his eyes showed shock.

But the shock only lasted for a moment, because he saw that Zuo Lingquan was exhausted and stood up by willpower, and there was no true energy in his body to support him.

Although Xu Yuankui couldn't even speak, the burnt skin on his chest and chin slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shock in his eyes gradually turned into a grim smile.

However, the grim smile only lasted for a moment.

Zuo Lingquan, who stood up from the ground relying only on his fighting spirit, had a crazy look in his eyes like a ghost, and seemed to be squeezing his body with all his strength, trying to squeeze out even the slightest bit of strength.

Soon, Zuo Lingquan's face turned purple, veins popped out all over his body, blood vessels were twisted, and red blood mist oozed from the surface of his body and merged into the right hand holding the mace.

When Xu Yuankui saw this scene, his eyes were filled with disbelief!

As a disciple of the Nine Sects, he had heard of some martial arts lunatics who, when desperate, could forcibly 'convert blood into qi', squeezing out the last bit of potential in the body and turning their own essence and blood into true qi, regardless of the cost. Fight for your life.

Essence and blood are the foundation of human beings. Without them, people will die, let alone practice immortality. Even if an ordinary person is in a desperate situation, he cannot control it at will; to do this requires extremely strong willpower, and he has to squeeze his body to the limit and control his body to the limit, until he suppresses the body's survival instinct and can self-harm. of extracting the body's potential.

This move is a life-threatening struggle. Although it only squeezes the last bit of strength from the body, and the combat power is not as good as when one is in full condition, it also depends on what time it is!

The spiritual talisman on Xu Yuankui's body was enough to support him until he recovered from his injuries, but he was certain that this spiritual talisman could not stop Zuo Lingquan's sword; as long as the spiritual talisman was broken, he would definitely die.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan's eyes getting more and more crazy, Xu Yuankui's eyes also became sharper. His face that had just recovered turned pale again, and he moved his hands to force himself to stand up.

"ah"

And just when the two sides were preparing to fight for time with their lives, a sad cry sounded from a place that no one noticed!

Under the octagonal archway, a woman dressed as a market woman fell to the ground, looking desperately and helplessly at the injured man in the distance. She seemed to be unable to do anything, and let out a cry of extreme grievance. Voice.

"ah"

The cry was heart-breaking, heartbreaking, and despairing to the core, but it seemed so weak and powerless in the chaotic town.

The cry was sad and angry, as if she was complaining about God's injustice and cursing God for treating her like this.

And God seemed to respond at the next moment.

"Qiang"

Under the morning light, a shrill scream sounded from the earth.

The screams seemed to come from above the nine heavens, or from the netherworld.

The desolation and sharpness spread far and wide. Even the people in the city as far away as Donghua City all looked in the direction of Qihuang Valley at the same moment.

In Qihuang Valley, thousands of disciples who were still in chaos stopped moving at the same time and looked around blankly.

"Qiang"

Soon, a second scream sounded, this time the sound was so close that it seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Zuo Lingquan was staring at Xu Yuankui in the golden bell when he suddenly heard a cry that shook the sky. He was obviously stunned for a moment, and his crazy expression turned into confusion. In a blink of an eye, the direction where the sound came from was the first thing he saw slumped under the archway. Tang Jingxun cried bitterly, but his eyes were immediately attracted to the world behind him.

I saw a red stream of light suddenly appearing in the valley at the end of my field of vision.

The stream of light rose from the ground to the sky, covering the entire Qihuang Valley with a radius of five miles.

Above the valley, a bird's head first appeared, singing to the sky!

Then two pairs of shadows covering the sky appeared on both sides of the valley.

With a slight wave of its wings, the red ocean-like shadow soared into the sky, reaching a thousand feet into the sky, dragging out nine long tails behind it!

"Qiang"

The screams sounded again.

A huge shadow that changed the color of the world appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun.

Thousands of people in Qihuang Valley could only see the red stream of light rising from the ground, and could not see the whole picture at all. It was not until the red shadow flew to the sky, hovering between the sea of ​​clouds, and had a bird's eye view of everything on the earth. See clearly that this is a giant bird.

Everyone stood there blankly, staring blankly at the huge shadow in the sky. They may have never seen it before, but everyone understood what the giant bird was at the first glance.

The Phoenix arises from the Dan Cave in Antarctica, the ‘Pel’ of the Great Dan.

The reason why Qihuang Valley is called Qihuang Valley is because it is rumored that a bird once lived here in ancient times.

But no one would have thought that this legend that put gold on their sect’s face would actually be true!

"Qiang"

The clear phoenix cry spread throughout the world, and the voice was sad and helpless, seeming to be venting the emotions in his heart.

In Evergreen Mountain, tens of millions of birds spread their wings and fly at the same time, gathering towards Qihuang Valley.

Even Tuanzi, who was staying in the bamboo forest, flapped his little wings and chirped at the sky. He recognized who it was, that was its ancestor!

Zuo Lingquan held the mace in his hand and stared blankly at the phoenix in the sky. He seemed to have forgotten the numbness, burning and stinging pain on his body.

The same goes for other people in Qihuang Town.

But the sluggishness did not last long.

"ah"

Wu Qingwan was stunned when she suddenly heard a shrill cry from beside her.

She was so shocked that she came back to her senses, only to see Xu Yuankui hiding in the golden bell, with red flames in his eyes.

The flames seemed to be able to burn away all the karma in the world, and even the souls were turned into nothingness under the red flames.

Xu Yuankui fell to the ground and rolled around, howling miserably. First, his mouth, nose and seven orifices were burned. Occasionally, flames burned through the skin on his body, completely turning into a fireball.

But in an instant, Xu Yuankui turned into nothingness from the inside out, not even ashes were left.

There were more than one scream!

Wu Qingwan looked back and saw that the three people surrounding them in the distance also fell to the ground and rolled over. It was as if they were punished by the god of fire. The flames instantly devoured their whole bodies, but they disappeared in an instant.

Cheng Jiujiang, who was stunned at the scene, noticed the movement and knelt down on the ground, raising his remaining left arm toward the sky to beg for mercy:

"Hey! I'm a good person! Don't burn indiscriminately, I'm on Phoenix's side..."

Fortunately, the phoenix in the sky did not burn randomly. After burning several people who hated it, it stopped and hovered in the same place, as if it had lost consciousness.

Tang Jingyan in front of the octagonal archway stopped crying and sat on the ground in a daze, looking at everything happening in front of her.

Zuo Lingquan also came back to his senses and looked at the phoenix in the sky. After a long time, he said:

"I... I'll go..."

The iron mace fell to the ground, and the body that had been unable to support itself for a long time also fell to the ground.

Plop

Wu Qingwan heard the sound and suddenly came to her senses. She dropped the sword in her hand, ran to Zuo Lingquan, hugged the wounded Zuo Lingquan, and said anxiously:

"Lingquan, God has mercy on you, don't die... Where are you going? Don't worry..."

Zuo Lingquan recovered a little from the shock. He didn't look at the savior in the sky anymore, but looked at Wu Qingwan next to him and opened his mouth:

"Uh..."

Wu Qingwan was anxious and quickly put her lips to him, crying and saying:

"You say, I'm listening... Woo woo..."

"Medicine... Medicine... If you cry again... You'll really die..."? !

Wu Qingwan was stunned, and then trembled with shock. She hurriedly took out the pill from her arms and stuffed it into Zuo Lingquan's mouth.

Zuo Lingquan swallowed the pill forcefully and looked at the phoenix in the sky again. He was about to study what it was, but when he looked up, he was stunned again.

I saw a golden long mace appearing in the sky above where the phoenix was hovering!

A dragon was hovering on the golden mace, bursting with brilliant lightning and dancing in the air.

Wherever the golden mace passed, it left a golden tail, but in an instant, a huge magic circle was drawn in the sky thousands of feet high, and white light was lit.

The next moment.

Boom

A huge roar sounded in the clear sky, but it was not thunder, but more like a loud noise of the sky falling or the sky really falling.

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan looked up at the sky together, and saw a crack in the blue sky.

Ink-black lightning appeared around the crack, and everything around it began to distort.

Under the vast power of heaven, the whole world was flashing under the lightning.

Zuo Lingquan just looked directly at the lightning, and his eyes felt a stinging pain, and he lost his vision in an instant.

Boom

The thunder sounded for only a moment.

When Zuo Lingquan regained his vision, he found a huge crack in the clear sky. There was no more thunder around, and it seemed to be stable.

He stared at the crack that tore the space apart, and could clearly see that behind the crack was a palace!

The palace was suspended in the air, like a fairy palace in the sky, with five-colored streams of light hanging around it, and it was unknown where it led to.

Soon, a figure appeared from the palace and came to the crack.

The woman rode the wind on the sea of ​​clouds, with a huge black shield like a shadow wall suspended behind her. It seemed slow, but the next moment, she had passed through the crack and came to the sky and the earth here!

The crack disappeared, and the sky returned to its original state, but the vast power of the sky did not disappear.

The woman was wearing a golden long skirt and leaning against a huge black shield. Compared with the whole world, she was very small, not even as small as a feather of the phoenix shadow.

But Zuo Lingquan felt that there seemed to be only the woman in this world. Even the sea of ​​clouds and the morning light stopped flowing with the appearance of the woman.

The overwhelming pressure poured down from the sky, just like a real dragon suddenly landing in a small pond. The pond was too small to accommodate itself, so the water overflowed and the fish and shrimp were pressed into the mud.

Within a hundred miles, people, birds and beasts lost control of their limbs and fell to the ground under this indescribable huge pressure.

Zuo Lingquan felt that his whole body was nailed to the ground, and even moving his fingers was in vain; Wu Qingwan beside him also fell to the ground, supporting her arms with all her strength, but she couldn't sit up at all.

The woman hovered in the air thousands of feet high, without saying anything shocking, but just raised her right hand.

The cuffs of the golden dress spread out, and the wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth.

Huh

The wind was not strong, but even the clouds far away in the sky began to move towards the woman's cuffs visibly.

The huge phoenix shadow seemed to be pulled by the power of Wuxing, and the red light on its body turned into a long red rainbow and entered the woman's sleeves.

The speed was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the woman in the sky put the huge phoenix shadow into her sleeve and looked towards the far west.

The clear sky was also moved by thunderclouds at this time.

Thunderbolt

The rolling black clouds appeared from nowhere and spread to the four seas and eight wildernesses, and soon swept the entire sky.

The wind blew, and the world turned from day to night.

Lightning flashed in the sea of ​​clouds. Indistinctly, it seemed that a huge creature appeared in the sky and swam among the sea of ​​clouds.

With a thunderbolt of lightning, illuminating the entire sea of ​​clouds, Zuo Lingquan finally saw what the shadow was:

A dragon entrenched in the entire sea of ​​clouds!

The dragon was rolling in the rolling thunderclouds, and only the dark green scales and dragon tail that occasionally appeared in the sea of ​​clouds could be seen.

Two golden dragon whiskers floated in the sea of ​​clouds, creating ripples like water waves.

The dragon circled in the sea of ​​clouds until it surrounded the woman in the middle with its huge body that was difficult to see from head to tail.

The pressure that oppressed everyone also disappeared at the same time, but no one dared to stand up under such a vast power.

"I... go..."

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, and at this moment, he could not say anything except looking up.

As the dark clouds completely covered the entire sky, a deep male voice also sounded from the sky:

"Senior Shangguan, this is the territory of Jinglu Terrace. You have crossed the line."

Wu Qingwan lost the pressure of the pressure and was able to sit up. She stared blankly at the thunderclouds in the sky. After hearing this voice, she was slightly confused for a moment, and then became excited:

"Master Huangshan! Grandmaster! Lingquan, our grandmaster is here!"

Zuo Lingquan was also confused. Lying on the ground and looking at the two immortals who were nowhere to be seen, he could only respond with one sentence:

"Really..."

Yue Heng and the second uncle, who were already half dead, heard Wu Qingwan's voice and forced themselves to cheer up a little. They quickly turned over and knelt on the ground, shouting loudly:

"Greetings to the grandmaster!"

Even Cheng Jiujiang, who was confused, realized who was in the sky and knelt down to pay his respects.

Cheng Jiujiang had traveled in Dayan in the past. Although he was just a wild cultivator, he had heard some rumors about immortals. He quietly looked at Yue Heng beside him and asked:

"Even the Lord of the Wilderness Mountain calls him 'senior'. Could this immortal be the Supreme Lord of the Nine Alliances and the ancestor of the Tiezhu Mansion?"

Since the Nine Sects of the South are collectively called the Alliance, there must be a leader.

Originally, the eight lords were all honored by their respective locations, and there was no distinction between high and low. The Tiezhu Mansion was near the Soul-Falling Abyss, so the honorific title of its ancestor was 'Lord Linyuan'.

However, because Lord Linyuan was the number one person in the Nine Alliances, the cultivators of the Nine Alliances gradually called him 'Supreme Lord of the Nine Alliances'.

Yue Heng had also been outside and had heard of the eight lords of the Southern Alliance, but those were all legendary figures. This was the first time he saw them in person. He whispered:

"Who else can be called senior by our ancestor, except the Supreme Lord of the Nine Alliances?"

After the initial shock, Cheng Jiujiang's eyes gradually showed panic, and he felt that the two immortal ancestors seemed to have a smell of gunpowder.

He wanted to leave secretly, but then he thought about it and forgot about it. If the two people in the sky fought, it was unknown whether the Great Dan Dynasty would still exist. Where could they, a group of small cultivators in the Spirit Valley Realm, run to? It would be better to broaden their horizons before they die.

As the Lord of the Wilderness Mountain spoke, the woman called Senior Shangguan raised her hand and waved lightly.

The rolling thunderclouds retreated, and finally formed a hole like the eye of a typhoon.

The blue sky could be seen between the holes, and the golden morning light sprinkled on the rolling thunderclouds and on the woman's body.

Opposite the woman, the head of a dragon appeared, but it was obviously not this huge dragon that spoke.

On the dragon's head, a man in a long robe stood between the dragon's horns.

The man was not even as big as a scale on the dragon's head. He held a sword in his hand, and his momentum was not weaker than the woman opposite.

The two stood opposite each other, and the whole sky seemed to be divided into yin and yang halves.

The woman floated in front of the black giant shield and spoke for the first time since she appeared:

"First come, first served for things created by heaven. Qiu Boyue, you are not young anymore, don't you understand this principle?"

The voice was ethereal and ethereal, and it was like an immortal in the sky talking to an ant on the ground.

Qiu Boyue, the Lord of the Wilderness Mountain, responded calmly:

"This is my Jingluo Terrace's territory. No one can take away even a bird or a beast without Jingluo Terrace's consent, including Senior Shangguan."

The woman looked at the huge dragon in front of her:

"Just you and this four-legged snake?"

The dragon was obviously intelligent, and the thunderclouds in the sky became restless and began to revolve around the woman.

Qiu Boyue did not move, and his voice became a little colder:

"Senior Shangguan really wants to take advantage of his age?"

After this, the two sides were silent.

The woman floating in the air gently raised her hand.

Clang clang clang

The world began to tremble.

Zuo Lingquan was looking at the sky, but he found that Wu Qingwan's sword stuck in the ground suddenly rose into the air and floated towards the sky.

There were more than one swords floating up, and the surroundings were full of the sound of metal trembling.

Looking at it in a blink of an eye, the weapons that fell on the ground in Qihuang Town left the ground at the same time, as if attracted by something and flew into the sky.

Together with the iron mace he had just picked up... eh?

Zuo Lingquan glanced and suddenly found that the iron mace he had picked up had disappeared without a trace.

However, Zuo Lingquan didn't care so much at this time, because in the distance, dense "raindrops" appeared in Qihuang Valley.

From a distance, it seemed that there was an iron rain from bottom to top in Qihuang Valley, and all weapons, whether they were magic weapons, spiritual weapons, or ordinary iron weapons, flew into the sky at the same time.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't see how wide the range of the iron rain was, he could only see that the iron rain in the direction of Donghua City was the most dense, and it turned directly into a dark cloud.

The scene of thousands of swords returning to their roots shocked Zuo Lingquan from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't know how to describe it.

Soon.

The dense dark clouds composed of weapons floated under the gloomy sea of ​​clouds.

The golden mace in the woman's hand stopped in mid-air, and countless iron tools gathered towards the golden mace, gradually turning into a dragon head, followed by dragon bones, dragon body, dragon claws...

Under the thundercloud, hundreds of thousands of iron tools soon gathered, with swords as scales and gold and iron as bones, and a dragon with a metallic luster appeared.

"Roar"

After the golden iron dragon was fully formed, it let out a shocking dragon roar!

The golden iron dragon swam between the thunderclouds, and its size was no less than that of the dark green dragon beside it.

The woman slowly descended and landed on the head of the metal dragon. She raised her hand and grasped the Qingfeng long sword floating beside her, and became the same shape as the Lord of the Desolate Mountain opposite.

Judging from this battle, the woman wanted to use Lord Barren Mountain's method to defeat Lord Barren Mountain at the gate of Jingting Terrace.

Lord Barren Mountain's robes also began to flutter, and the giant black dragon also let out a roar, and thunder resounded through the sea of ​​clouds.

Zuo Lingquan noticed something was wrong, opened his mouth, and wanted to take Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxuan to find a place to hide, but after thinking about it, he decided not to go back to his hometown in Qinghe County.

However, the two ancestors of the Immortal Sect confronted each other fiercely, and it seemed that the world was about to collapse, but they did not fight in the end.

Just as the two sides were at war with each other, a voice came from the distant southeast:

"Senior Shangguan, although things created by heaven are first come, first served, Senior Shangguan's move has indeed damaged the spiritual veins of this place. Bo Yue is the lord of the barren mountain and cannot sit idly by. The nine sects formed an alliance with the intention of sharing the same hatred and hatred. Externally, as an elder of the Nine Sects, if Senior Shangguan breaks the rules and takes action in the alliance territory, then the alliance will be destroyed. Please think again, Senior Shangguan."

Among the nine wealthy families around the Great Yan Dynasty, Jingting Terrace, Tieyong Mansion, and Yunshui Jiantan. The only one who can speak on such an occasion is Lord Qingdu, the ancestor of Yunshui Jiantan, and not ordinary people. Dare to start a fight.

When the woman in heaven heard these words, she was speechless.

However, after a moment of silence, the metal dragon hovering around the woman began to disintegrate silently, apparently listening to the advice.

However, the dragon disintegrated and hundreds of thousands of iron weapons fell from the sky, turning into a real rain of iron.

"I...fuck..."

Zuo Lingquan's pupils suddenly dilated and he moved his hands, trying to signal Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun, who was in a daze in the distance, to quickly find a place to hide.

It's just that the weapons are overwhelming and covering the entire sky. Unless you go underground, there is no use hiding in the house. You have to be smashed to death by these hundreds of thousands of iron tools.

However, when everyone was panicking, they discovered that the fallen weapons were not in free fall, but were returning along the same path as they flew into the sky.

The weapon turned back extremely fast, like hundreds of thousands of flying swords, returning to its original position in an instant.

Cha Cha Cha

The sound of swords being sheathed was endless.

Wu Qingwan's long sword was inserted into the bluestone street where it was originally located, and even the position of the blade was perfect.

If Zuo Lingquan was shocked when he sucked hundreds of thousands of iron weapons into the sky just now, the scene he saw now can only be described as a miracle.

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that the woman in the sky, who controlled countless weapons, could actually remember the location of each weapon. This was like a person grabbing a handful of sand and putting every grain of sand back into place. They are the same, but what kind of control they have is beyond ordinary people's cognition.

Miracles in the eyes of mortals are obviously easily accessible to the woman in heaven.

After all the weapons were returned to their original owners, the woman put away the Qingfeng sword, raised her hand and waved it lightly, and five white jade pillars flew out of her sleeves and landed in the five directions of the east, west, north, south, and middle of Qihuang Valley.

The jade pillars are about three feet high and are engraved with complex mantras. When they fall to the ground, they light up with five colors of light and are connected in series to form a magic circle.

As the formation took shape, the invisible spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather towards Qihuang Valley.

A sparkling shadow appeared in the sky above Qihuang Valley. It was invisible to the naked eye and its existence could only be discovered through the refraction of light. Whenever a bird passed through the barrier, there would be ripples in the air, ranging in size. It just covers the Qihuang Valley with a radius of five miles.

Countless ordinary people on the ground looked at the miracles casually dropped by the immortals in the sky, with confusion in their eyes.

Cheng Jiujiang was stunned for a moment and said in shock:

"Is this the sect-protecting formation?"

Yue Heng was stunned and couldn't even speak with his mouth open.

The woman in the sky, after setting up the spirit gathering formation, ignored Qiu Boyue. She turned to face the north, raised her hand and tore the void again, and her figure disappeared without a trace.

The Lord of Huangshan, who was standing on the dragon's head, did not stop him. After the woman left, he looked down. Then he raised his hand and waved lightly, dropping a stone tablet with the sect's emblem inscribed with 'Crane Holding Book'. .

After that, the rolling thunderclouds covering the sky dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and within a few breaths, the sky was clear again.

When the morning light shone on Qihuang Town again, there was nothing in the sky, as if everything that had just happened was just everyone's illusion.

Zuo Lingquan was lying on the ground, in a state of enlightenment with Wu Qingwan. It was not until the world returned to its original state and the surrounding area became an ordinary town again that his heartstrings relaxed, and random words came to his ears:

"Lingquan? Lingquan..."

"Then why did the damn bitch run away...Xiao Zuo, Xiao Zuo..."

"Thank you, Master Patriarch, for your kindness..."

"This seems to be the stone monument of Jingtaixia Sect..."

"Elder Yue, one of my arms is broken, so I have to leave an elder's position for me..."

"You haven't found the arm yet, it's still too late to get it..."

…

The sound became increasingly blurry. Zuo Lingquan vaguely saw Tang Jingxuan running over, hugging him together with Wu Qingwan. His cheek was sandwiched between four soft dumplings. Before he could feel it, his consciousness fell into darkness... ——

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The next few chapters will wrap up this volume and write a detailed outline for the next volume, so I will update it slowly for a few days. I hope brothers and sisters can understand orz.