Urban Medical God

"You're still so impatient!"

Another old man wearing a black robe and holding a handle of white floating dust, who looked deep and reserved, complained helplessly, "How long has it been since this happened, and you are still so violent!"

"Tell me, how is my uncle? Have you ever seen any changes in the mountain gate formation?"

"We once went to the Yangzhen Domain to strengthen the formation. Logically speaking, ordinary people cannot enter it at all.

The little Taoist boy's face was full of sadness: "Master is dead, I...I didn't hear anything."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present showed surprised expressions. Over the past tens of thousands of years, countless Taoist sects have tried to establish the Taixuan Formation Gate, but all of them failed in the Mountain Gate Formation.

Although Xuanyunguan's formation is not as good as Taixuan's formation, it can't be easily broken by others!

When it comes to formation techniques, the Taixuan Formation Sect is not inferior to some of the Heavenly Palace forces!

The originally impulsive elder also found some sense at this time and looked at the elder in black robe with a complicated expression.

"Could it be that today, our Taixuan Formation Sect really faces a great disaster?"

The elder in black robe had a gloomy expression and didn't speak for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Lingxu, you lead your disciples to gather at the Dunjia Star Spirit. Wu Xuan! You lead your disciples to guard the second mountain gate!"

The elder in black robe thought for a long time before speaking slowly.

"I will lead all my disciples to guard the first mountain gate! If I lose the defense, I will immediately send a letter to the master Ye Chenfei through the Dunjia Star Spirit, asking him to take away Ye Luoer and the last of my Taixuan Formation Sect. "The Starfire bloodline."

The implication is that Lingxu's disciples will be the last Spark bloodline of their Taixuan Formation disciples.

"Is it really that serious?"

The irritable elder named Wu Xuan couldn't help but ask at this time. He had already arranged the last resort without even seeing the enemy's face.

"With your layout like this, wouldn't it make others more ambitious and destroy your own prestige?"

"snort!"

The elder in black robe snorted coldly, not caring about Wu Xuan's complaints at all.

"I hope my guess is wrong!"

Although Wu Xuan was a little reluctant, he still led his disciples to guard the second mountain gate with swords.

"Master, who is it that makes you so afraid?"

The chief disciple of the black-robed elder was holding a long sword in his hand and his eyes were bright. Apparently, not only was he not afraid of this battle, but he was eager to fight.

"Maybe it will be him, Ku Mingxuan."

"Who is Ku Mingxuan?"

The disciple is still young and obviously does not know old things.

The elder in black robes had a sad look in his eyes: "Do you think my position as Taoist Yang Xi, the chief elder of the Taixuan Formation Sect, is high now?"

The disciple was obviously trapped by this contradictory question. He didn't know the meaning of the master's words for a moment. He could only nod subconsciously: "How many people want to fly to the human realm, and how many people want to fly to the realm of heaven and earth, and how many are the chief elders of Taixuan Formation Sect?" A person spends his whole life pursuing something.”

"Um……"

The chief elder's eyes were long and far-reaching, and he let out a long sigh, "If it is really that person, he was almost the headmaster of my Taixuan Formation Sect back then."

"What?"

The disciple never expected that there would be such a cause and effect, and his eyes that were originally determined and enterprising now shone with surprise.

"I can't think of another person who can break through my Xuanmen Nine Tribulations Formation silently and knows the method of ascension in Xuanyun Mountain."

Chief Elder Yang Xi Taoist closed his eyes slightly. Tens of thousands of years have passed. The whereabouts of the Taixuan Formation Emperor are unknown. Only Ye Chen brought back the inheritance. But has that person come back after all?

"Master, you don't need to worry. No matter who the opponent is, our Taixuan Formation disciples are not afraid of death and will defend the mountain gate to the death!"

The disciple stood with his fists clasped. He didn't know the past grudges at the mountain gate, but if someone wanted to destroy his mountain gate this time, he would step over his body!

However, just then! The sudden change!

"Ten thousand years! Hahaha..."

A wild and wanton laughter swept through the entire Taixuan Formation Gate, and all the disciples covered their ears amid the sharp laughter.

When the chief elder heard this laughter, a voice that was still familiar to him even after 10,000 years, he was filled with emotion.

"No wonder! No wonder Taoist Yang Xi is so nervous. It turns out he is here, he is here!"

Wu Xuan heard the laughter at this time and instantly knew the identity of the visitor. Only then did he learn why his companions had immediately prepared the worst.

"Lingxu, we can't listen to Taoist Yang Xi! Now take your disciples to Dunjia Xingling and send a message to the master, asking him to come back and save Ye Luoer."

"Wu Xuan!"

Lingxu was obviously dissatisfied with Wu Xuan's self-assertion.

There was a rare solemnity on Wu Xuan's face: "You must listen to me no matter what you say this time, otherwise, you will watch the entire Taixuan Formation Sect be destroyed with your own eyes! And you will be the eternal sinner of the Taixuan Formation Sect!"

These words were very serious, which made Lingxu a little dissatisfied, but he did not dare to stop him anymore, so he could only lead his disciples to the place where the Dunjia Star Spirit was.

Taoist Yang Xi stood in front of a group of disciples of the Taixuan Formation. Under the shadow of the moon at night, he was aloof from the world and independent, somewhat like an immortal.

He stared at the other person and said word by word: "Bear me down for ten thousand years, see you again in good health..."

"hehe……"

When the masked man saw Taoist Yang Xi, his laughter became even more sinister and terrifying.

"I didn't expect you would still remember me after so many years."

From under the black robe, a hand was stretched out. In fact, the fingers could no longer be regarded as fingers. They were only brown nails, which were far longer than normal finger lengths. They were dry and had no trace of a human hand.

The hand removed the mask on his forehead, revealing a yin and yang face, usually with a normal human skin color, while the other half looked like a skeleton covered with human skin, extremely ferocious.

Taoist Yang Xi saw the other party's appearance, his eyes filled with regret.

"Senior Brother Ku Ming, how did you get yourself into this state!"

"Don't look at me like that again!"

A sullen look appeared on the face of the Kuming Xuanzhe, and the black robe was raised again. The countless high-spirited and screaming ghosts were running around again, wanting to suck more people's blood.

"You finally fell into this evil path!"

Taoist Yang Xi's heart was full of sorrow and anger. At that time, the proud son of the entire Taixuan Formation Sect was praised as a genius wherever he went, but now he has become like this. The appearance of a human being but not a ghost.

"Evil and evil ways? Your Taixuan Formation Sect is not evil and evil!"

Ku Mingxuan said with a smile on his face. The bulging blood on his face made his whole face look even more bloody and cruel. Some Taoist disciples couldn't help but look away.

"Back then, the Taixuan Formation Emperor accepted you as a closed disciple and trained you in every possible way. But how did you do it? Contaminate yourself with evil things and harm living creatures!"