Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Neighboring Valley Lan Ying's words were somewhat illogical, but they made Zhu Xiu slightly change his mind and pushed Si Yuanli to the forefront of the limelight.

He didn't need to think too much. Just looking at the angry faces of the people, he understood that Chi Zhiyan's orders and actions had long been spread by the various families pretending to be unintentional. The cultivators had shallow inheritance but were not fools. What was on his mind right now? Don’t hate?

Rescue Bian Yanshan?

If neighbor Gu Lanying hadn't brought this matter up in public, Si Yuanli wouldn't have taken it seriously at all! Although Beixiu retreated, the strength of the South was not as good as others, and Li Xuanfeng was about to fall. Who dared to act rashly?

He, Si Yuanli, had just dismissed the cultivators and privately sent a few people to investigate to the north. He told the Chi family that it was for rescue. Jiang'an had just been guarded and there was no order coming from the south. Who could point out that it was not the case?

Once the cultivators on the shore dispersed, only a few direct descendants of the aristocratic families knew about these actions, but when neighbor Gu Lanying asked him so bluntly, Si Yuanli received the attention of everyone, like a gleam on his back.

'It's not just about embarrassing me...'

There was silence on the river bank. Si Yuanli stood sideways and looked at the woman in green clothes in front of him. There was no aggression or anger in her eyes, only calmness.

He realized that the long sword in his hand was cold. Si Yuanli was much more calculating than his brother Si Yuanbai. When he met this look, he felt slightly suffocated.

Within Qingchi, any aristocratic family that can last for hundreds of years not only represents itself, but also symbolizes the huge power behind it - sometimes even represents a kind of person's words:

"Zi Mansion."

In such a highly publicized situation, when the Li family spoke, Si Yuanli had to wonder whether it was "Xiao Chuting" who was speaking, and when the Yuan family took action, he had to wonder whether it was Bu Zi who had returned.

As a naturalized clan from Shanyue, the Lingu family has been able to remain unchanged for three hundred years, guarding the South China Sea for Qingchi. Although the Lingu family is deeply entangled, the real point is that the Lingu family is the real-life in-laws of the Great Owl Kui Temple!

Lingu Lanying's move not only represented the Lingu family, but also represented the intentions of Jiachuan County, Nanhai cultivators, and even the figure of the Okui Lin family.

He went over it like lightning in his mind. Neighbor Gu Lanying and even the cultivators in Nanhai had no conflict with him, Si Yuanli. The resentment mobilized by these words was not directed at Si Yuanli, but a confirmation. I just want him to have a different attitude from Yuanli: whether it's delaying and tactful...or being vague.

Which of the monks present could not see the look of shirk? As long as Si Yuanli was not a die-hard loyalist of the Chi family, this resentment would not fall on him... But how could the Chi family be so stupid?

The sword cultivator put his sword back into its sheath with a dull expression:

"Chi Zhiyan gathered his elite troops and stationed them at Bianyan. They were protected by a large formation and asked all the northern cultivators to make a detour. Bianyan Mountain is several times safer than here, so he should be fine."

He settled the matter with one word, confirmed the rumors from various families, pinned his grievances on the Chi family, and then said:

"But the demon cultivators are unpredictable and their methods are weird. Who knows if there is any plan? It would be a sin not to rush for help. I will personally take people to check one or two, and also to prevent the demon cultivators from coming back."

He spoke crisply and neatly, and Lingu Lanying nodded accordingly. Several peak masters and Taoists who were close to Lingu's family stood thoughtfully behind her, and the cultivators whispered to each other and looked up.

Si Yuanli said warmly:

"Everyone, please take a rest first. The Suiyuan pills and spiritual objects promised by the sect will be collected within three days. As long as I, Yuanli, are here, you will never be left behind!"

There was a burst of joy from below. Si Yuanli stood on the bank of the river with his hands folded. Facing the smiling face of his neighbor Gu Lan, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly when he saw the woman in front of him:

"Senior, don't worry. There are no strange phenomena in the sky. No one has been defeated and escaped after such a long time. They must be fine."

These words reminded Si Yuanli that he didn't believe in anything safe and sound at all. Your Excellencies have got a good opportunity. It is inevitable that Bian Yanshan will be breached. There is no situation at all right now, so it should be covered up.

"Chi Zhiyan is finished."

Si Yuanli was probably the person who knew the most about how many people there were in Bian Yanshan. As such, he still felt unbelievable in his heart.

"The main line of the Chi family is Chi Zhiyan, who is second only to the clan leader Chi Zhiyun. There are seven direct lineages in the main line, from Chi Liangzhe to Chi Dongqing... the peak masters and Taoists who are direct lineage or in-laws of the Chi family... and even the Ning family. Ning Heyuan."

The two most talented descendants of the Chi family were specially kept in the sect, but they were taken out by Si Boxiu and died together in the cave!

The situation in Bian Yanshan was different from that in Jiang An, and Chi Zhiyan was not Li Xuanfeng. He suddenly realized that neighbor Gu Lanying's question was inevitable, and his heart became clear:

"There is no room for euphemism in the fight between clans and factions. From the moment I guarded the shore, I have taken this step. Whether it is the Li family or the neighboring Gu family, people's aspirations are clear."

Si Yuanli finally showed a decisive look on his face and murmured in his heart:

"The only way to change power is speed and ruthlessness! If you try to reconcile, you will be doomed, so you should be decisive!"

…

Bian Yanshan.

The billowing magic smoke caressed the blood-stained mountain top, and the black boots stepped on the pool of blood. The black-robed young man's eyebrows were sharp, and he raised his eyes to look at the blood rain in front of him.

The green-robed monk in front of him had a handsome face. He was originally clad with immortal energy, but the sinister look on his eyebrows made him a bit more terrifying. He stood with a sword in his hand, and his face was covered with blood.

The cassock on his body already had several wounds, and his face was extremely pale and gloomy. He was breathing deeply, struggling to spit out the cold air that invaded his lungs.

"Chi Zhiyan..."

The young man in black robe smiled and muttered, and the pool of blood on the soles of his feet trembled slightly with his voice. Yu Jiang stood with his hands folded, and the three tooth plaques beside him circled around his body. He smiled and said:

"I heard that you are the younger brother of the leader of Qingchi Sect. How about... do you still like this great gift?"

"Brother Yu Jiang, why bother talking to him?"

Mage Xuanyuan laughed loudly, but his eyes revealed a look of anxiety. The spells in his hands became more and more powerful, and Chi Zhiyan's tendons were broken and his bones were broken. If the robes on his body were not good enough, how could he still stand?

Several human heads rolled down on the soles of his feet, all of them looked terrified. Chi Zhiyan gasped deeply, and blood rolled down his collar drop by drop.

He had exhausted all his cards within a quarter of an hour.

Chi Zhiyan's talent is fair, but his strength is not that strong. He is not usually required to fight. There is a real gap between him and the people in front of him. If he didn't have several trump cards at his side, he might have been beaten to death long ago.

As an extremely important direct descendant of the Chi family, he naturally had the Zifu talisman, and even more than one. However, after a quarter of an hour of fighting, he only used one, and it was resolved by the cooperation of several people in front of him.

But Yu Jiang's witchcraft slowly took effect. When he touched the brocade bag at his waist for the second time, the brocade bag had turned into a golden-haired rat, which was furry and wet, with a long tail tied around his waist. There were several shrill squeaking sounds.

"How weird!"

Chi Zhiyan not only had the Zifu Talisman on his body, he even had a mysterious talisman that could temporarily escape into Taixu. He tied it on his wrist and never used it. He communicated several times in a row, but the mysterious talisman did not light up.

Chi Zhiyan looked past the person in front of him and towards the sky, and his heart gradually calmed down. The Taixu here had been blessed. If Zifu could still come and go freely, he could not leave with the talisman.

"Edict!"

The young man in black robe in front of him cast a spell again, and the long sword in Chi Zhiyan's hand suddenly turned into a colorful lizard, struggling to bite his wrist. Chi Zhiyan no longer had the energy to resolve the spell, so he touched his waist with one hand, thinking Just change the weapon.

"Squeak!"

The fat golden-haired rat barked again. Only then did Chi Zhiyan remember that the kit could no longer be used, and despair arose in his heart:

"He died here!"

He didn't know what was happening in the south, but the demon cultivators pouring in from the sky had surrounded Bianyan Mountain, and there was magic light everywhere.

To be fair, Bian Yanshan's defense is not bad. There are more than ten peak masters, all of whom are extraordinary. On the demon cultivator side, only four people are powerful characters. The formation only has a few openings, and they still have the strength to fight. .

But there are not only the four Yu Jiang people in the north, but also many demon cultivators from the south. Although these people are not strong, they can slaughter many Qi practitioners on Bianyan Mountain without mercy. The four people only need to hold back a few of the large formation. The formation points were quickly pulled out and completely lost their luster.

So the peak masters were killed one by one, and Chi Liangzhe, Chi Dongqing and others died in front of him one by one. Chi Zhiyan slowly came to a realization and thought that he had made a wrong move:

"We should let go of the river bank and let these demonic cultivators flow down the river instead of surrounding Yanshan here! There is still a chance of escape!"

Chi Zhiyan's heart felt cold. There were obviously pills and talismans in the storage bag, but Yu Jiang on the side kept the magic spell difficult to break. The illusion in front of him was so threatening that he finally saw green rain falling from the sky.

The green rain was mixed with blood drops and scattered all over the ground. The hooked snake seal that was originally suspended in the air transformed into its original form and floated quietly in the air.

"[Xinyou Luze Seal] is broken!"

He couldn't see Ning Heyuan's figure in the hazy rain. He could only see the figure of the feminine man in the python robe, with a long whip in his hand, emitting a cold light.

"Pfft!"

Chi Zhiyan could only use his hands to block it, and the last trace of mana in his body was exhausted. The brilliance of his cassock dimmed, and the hot colored light passed through his chest, and his heart felt cold to the core.

The palm of illusion penetrated his chest, went straight upward, and shattered his face. His remaining consciousness passed through his mind for a moment:

"It's a big mess for my brother!"

"Boom!"

Following his fall, several rays of golden light mixed with colored lights shot up into the sky, and Xu Wu rose into the sky. Countless bones under his feet flew up against the blood, glowing with golden light.

Waves of soul-like Qi soared into the sky and fell into his body. Xuwu fell down and sat down, with a golden lotus emerging from underneath, his face full of joy:

"The destiny has arrived!"

…

Too empty.

Huge colored light condensed in the void, layers of colorful clouds were like smoke, and the purple-black bowl stood quietly in the air. The treasure trembled slightly, but could not move.

A dot of purple was falling on the bowl, slightly crystal clear, but as motionless as a mountain. Just like this, this treasure that had been practiced for many years in the Maha Sacrifice was suppressed in the ether. The empty demon bowl was unable to move forward or retreat, and stood still.

Standing in front of her was a female cultivator in purple clothes. Her black hair was tied up with an ordinary white hairpin. She raised her eyebrows and looked north. Her eyes stayed on the huge circular Anhuai sky in Taixu without saying a word.

"Zi Pei..."

Maha's voice sounded far and near, mixed with some anger, vibrating in Taixu like a chorus of voices:

"You just want to ruin my good deeds! If you don't give up, what else do you want to do!"

Li Xuanfeng was destined to fight between the North and the South. This Mahaben was waiting for An Huaitian to change in Taixu. When he saw such delicious food, he couldn't bear it anymore.

‘The destiny is so rich, wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could take it away! ’

Although Maha can't take action directly, there are still a group of mages in the north! He summoned all the magicians and gave him the [Kongsi Demon Subduing Bowl], in order to create a subordinate who would be compassionate.

Once a mage kills Li Xuanfeng and makes Lianmin his subordinate, that is not an ordinary thing. Not only will he have a powerful helper, Lianmin's destiny is in his hands, and he can nourish himself and save a lot of practice time.

There were three changes in the Kongxi Demon-Conquering Bowl in his hand, and he only used two of them. Even though it was summoned by the mage rather than performed by him, it was already enough to deal with Li Xuanfeng!

He originally thought of spending more time so that a few more mages could die and gather their fates, but then he didn't use the three changes together. Who would have thought that Zi Pei intervened and let the fat in his mouth escape? Go!

"This bitch didn't even enter An Huaitian! How is that possible!"

To put it bluntly, as Shangyuan and others left one by one, Zi Pei was already the real person with the most powerful supernatural powers in Jiangnan. If he entered the competition, she would be indispensable for any benefit. Who knew that she was not moved at all?

Now that his treasure was suppressed by Zi Pei's magical power, he could not get out for a while. This Maha was neither retreating nor advancing. He looked at it angrily and felt a little guilty secretly.

He took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the Southern Purple Mansion and summoned the Kongxi Demon-Conquering Bowl. Although he did not do it himself, how could those mages alone make any changes? It was a bit over the line. At this moment, he really felt guilty. It was hard to say anything.

Master Zi Pei finally spoke:

"The Bald Donkey is really a good magical weapon. It has various changes and can be used to target a foundation!"

When she turned slightly to the side, she saw a little purple light on the bowl turning over. The bowl of Kongsi Demon Subduing was shaking violently and letting out a series of whining sounds. The Maha's voice was loud and loud, and he said angrily:

"Fellow Taoist, you must break the rules!"

Zi Pei watched coldly, and her magical power sucked out a piece of gray gas. The gray gas scattered and turned into three kinds of flames, which fell into Zi Pei's hands one by one. She raised her head and said coldly:

"You [Ni Xi] are just a Maha in two lifetimes, yet you dare to talk about rules in front of me? [Chaluk] dare not say more, so get out of here as soon as possible!"

Nisi Maha's colorful light flashed in the sky, and he seemed to be swallowing his anger. He really didn't dare to say anything, and put away the constantly wailing Kongsi Demonic Bowl, and the eyes where the colorful light gathered turned into a colorful cloud and receded. , fled back to the north.

Ordinary Lianmin is only at the early stage of Zifu, without magical power to protect the body, so it is a bit weaker, and some Lianmin who have been around for many years are only as strong as the early stage of Zifu.

After achieving Maha, only the third generation would have the strength of the middle stage of Zifu, and the fifth and seventh lifetimes would be at the later stage of Zifu. To put it bluntly, he couldn't beat the person in front of him, so he could only swallow his anger and leave as if running away. .

Zi Pei lowered his eyes and looked quietly at An Huaitian in front of him. The cave sky was fading away little by little, and the golden aura suddenly came and went, and a roar erupted.