The Mortal Immortal

Following the leader's loud shout, all the Qi Refining Stage disciples led by the foundation-building monks holding teleportation tokens turned into a ray of purple light and rushed into the teleportation array.

Seeing that all the disciples had entered the teleportation array, Master Ziyang frowned and looked at the fluctuating teleportation array, wondering: "Why are there a total of sixty-two people entering? Are there two demon cultivators mixed in?"

"Damn it, the quotas are fixed. If there are these two extra people, I have to apologize to Master Qinglei again. Damn the demon cultivator, come out and don't let me catch you!"

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Shu Han followed Cheng Yuhan into the teleportation formation. He felt that the world was spinning around him, and his eyes were filled with strange things. He finally settled on a place with extremely abundant spiritual energy.

Looking to the sky, the sky here shows a colorful cloud. The long glow is like a cover, wrapping the world.

Shu Han stood next to a cliff. He stretched his head and looked towards the cliff, and unexpectedly found that there was also a colorful glow below.

It's like this piece of land is floating in the air!

And behind him was the most majestic mountain peak Shu Han had ever seen in his life.

This mountain peak occupies half of Shu Han's field of vision. Looking from a distance, he has to raise his head enough to see the top.

The top of the mountain is a white world. White light erupts from the top of the mountain and gradually spreads in the sky, forming a colorful glow.

What a mysterious world of innocence!

At this time, the other four Qi Refining disciples were also teleported in one after another. As soon as they entered, they were amazed by the wonders of the Wushu Realm.

Shu Han glanced for a moment and then stopped looking at the beautiful scenery. His consciousness was nervously paying attention to the surroundings. Because he is accompanied by a vicious wolf, he will never dare to take it lightly!

Finally, Cheng Yuhan was finally teleported in.

He looked at the Immaculate World and showed a strange smile.

The other four disciples immediately stood respectfully in front of him, waiting for his instructions. Shu Han, on the other hand, watched with cold eyes and took two steps back involuntarily.

This behavior was immediately noticed by Cheng Yuhan. With a smile on his face, he said: "Disciple, what are you doing? Come to my master quickly. Now is not the time for you to act freely."

Shu Hanhan snorted: "Farewell, senior, are you still pretending to be in the Wushou Realm?"

This sentence left the other four Qi Refining cultivators confused. A female cultivator asked doubtfully: "Brother Xu, what nonsense are you talking about! Isn't Master Cheng your master? How can you be so rude..."

puff!

A bloody hand suddenly came out of the female cultivator's chest and directly grabbed her beating heart. The female cultivator's dead face turned around and saw Cheng Yuhan's strange and sinister smile.

"Uncle Master...you..."

Bang!

The heart was suddenly crushed, silver-white secret lines appeared on Cheng Yuhan's hands, and the blood in the female cultivator was quickly absorbed by the secret lines on his hands.

In a short time, the pretty female cultivator was left with only a pile of clothes.

This scene frightened the other monks so much that they quickly fled from Cheng Yuhan.

"Uncle, what are you doing..."

Shu Han was the only one who was calm at the scene, but seeing those silver-white secret texts again made him feel bad.

Cheng Yuhan laughed loudly and transformed, revealing his true form.

"Demon cultivator!"

"Run!"

The other three disciples panicked and scattered.

Gui Wu smiled sinisterly, looked at Shu Han with his eyes, and asked curiously: "My good disciple, why didn't you run away when you saw the true face of my master?"

Shu Han laughed loudly: "Senior is in the late stage of foundation building, what's the use of running? Speaking of thanks to Master Gui Li's care, junior has long known the identity of senior. Senior, we are actually the same people."

"Um?"

Shu Han's words left Gui Wu Zheng confused.

"Gui Li! Do you know Gui Li?"

Shu Han smiled and said: "Not only do we know each other, I have also formed a long-lasting friendship with Senior Gui Li and promised to assist the actions of the Demonic Sound Sect. My words are empty and I may not believe it, so I will ask Master Gui Li to explain to my senior in person. !”

After saying that, a spiritual light emerged from the jade pendant worn by Shu Han around his neck, and Gui Li appeared with the Soul Seizing Suona.

Gui Wu was dumbfounded by this scene. He scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that there was nothing wrong with this person's cultivation. He was not pretending like others. He felt that he was Gui Li.

He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Ghost Li? Master, didn't you say you were dead? Why are you still alive?"

"Haha! It's a long story, let me explain it to you slowly!" Then Gui Li turned to Shu Han and said, "Zimo, I'm talking to this senior, please step aside for now."

Shu Han cupped his hands and retreated voluntarily.

When Gui Wu saw Gui Li, although Gui Wu was confused, his alertness and hostility were obviously reduced by three points.

When he saw Shu Han moving away, he came over and whispered: "What's going on? The sect master has already felt that the secret pattern of the blood tracking array on your body is shattered. How can you still be alive? If you are alive, I will come to Wu Gu What are you doing?"

Blood tracking array?

Ghost smiled: "You want to know?"

"Stop talking nonsense! What the hell is going on?"

Gui Li pondered for a moment and said: "There is only one thing I can tell you, and that is - the Eight Directions Evil-Breaking Sword!"

"What?"

Whoosh!

A golden thunderbolt suddenly descended from a distance, and Kiwu's whole body was shaken. Before he could sacrifice his magic weapon, he was hit on the spot by the Bafang Evil-Breaking Sword.

In an instant, the protective barrier he had gathered in a short period of time was disintegrated by the Bafang Evil-Breaking Sword, and was knocked away with one strike.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out from Gui Wu's mouth. His consciousness immediately noticed the direction in which Xu Zimo was going, and an aura that was at the peak of the early stage of foundation building arose.

Then a stranger flew over with eight golden wings, and Xu Zimo followed.

Gui Wu looked at Gui Li who was laughing so hard that he fell backwards, and said angrily: "You are not Gui Li! Who are you?"

Gui Li's disguise gradually disappeared, revealing a beautiful woman like a fairy.

Shangguan Ruolin smiled with her hands covering her mouth: "This world-changing technique is really amazing. Not only can it disguise the temperament of the technique vividly, but it can also disguise the level of cultivation."

Gui Wu was stunned. He was injured just after arriving in the Wugui Realm. He looked at the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword that restrained his technique, and felt something was wrong. He whispered angrily: "Did Gui Li die in your hands? You are not from Ziyang Cave Heaven! Who is it?"

Shu Han held the sword in the air and looked at Gui Wu: "Who is it? The one who killed you!"

"Linlin, leave it to me now, you hide for a while. This old ghost is already injured, and you should not need your golden elixir to help take him down!"

Shangguan Ruolin nodded, threw the soul-stealing suona to Shu Han, and shouted: "It would be best if you can catch him alive! Force him to tell me what the blood soul tracking array is!"

"Okay!"

Gui Wu listened to the conversation between the man and the woman and couldn't help but get furious.

"You are only at the peak of the initial stage of foundation building, and you still want to fight me! Even if you are injured, killing you is like killing dogs!"

Boom!

Gui Wu suppressed his injuries and burst out his late foundation-building might.

Seeing this, Shu Han immediately split into three.

"You want to rely on your clones! Naive!"

Gui Wu didn't hesitate and directly sacrificed his own life-saving magic weapon, a dark vertical flute.

The soul-demanding magic sound rang out again in the form of a flute.

Just like that day, Gui Wu immediately spread waves of ghost fog, and thousands of evil ghosts in the ghost fog rushed towards Shu Han accompanied by the soul-demanding magic sound.

It was not the first time that Shu Han fought against this kind of magic. He immediately recited the Golden Light Mantra, and the main body held the Eight-Direction Breaking Evil Sword to fight back step by step, but the gap in cultivation was too large, and the situation was critical.

"Golden Light Mantra?!"

Although Gui Wu suppressed Shu Han, he felt uneasy in his heart.

He suddenly realized that the clone that Shu Han had just transformed did not help him fight, but disappeared at this time.

A series of strange feelings actually made him want to retreat.

"This guy looks unfathomable, and I was injured in a sneak attack, so it's not easy to fight him. The sect leader's mission takes priority! It's better to pretend to attack and find a chance to retreat! Anyway, once the formation is formed, this guy can't escape!"