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The ground shook slightly for a while, shaking out some of the tea in the teacup on the table, which wet the table.
Su Xiangxue, who was embroidering, put away an unfinished mandarin duck picture and some other embroidery tools, covered her face with a veil, and walked out of the room.
Outside the room, to the west of the ancient city wall of the Earth Immortal, a huge cloud of smoke and dust could be vaguely seen. Su Xiangxue took a look, then turned her head and asked the Hehuan Sect disciples beside her:
"what happens?"
"Return to suzerain."
The disciple of the Hehuan Sect bowed his head and replied respectfully:
"Just now, a figure fell out of the mountain in the sky and hit the outside of the city. The elders and heads of other sects have already gone to check the situation."
"Oh I see."
Hearing that the figure was "smashing" instead of "landing", Su Xiangxue's heart suddenly became clear. She ordered the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to stay where they were, and then rushed in that direction by herself.
When she came outside the city, a few elders from other sects except Xuanfa Academy had already come here. They gathered around a big pit, and Bai Qiuran, who had a skull tied around his waist, was clapping Walked out of the big pit while dusting.
Seeing his appearance, Su Xiangxue couldn't help complaining:
"What shape are you in?"
"What kind of shape."
Bai Qiuran walked up to the crowd and said to them:
"Hi everyone, I'm back safely."
Several elders and heads looked at each other, and then Jue Yunzi suddenly shouted.
"Offended, Patriarch Uncle!"
Behind him, a flying sword was unsheathed, weaving countless mysterious and incomparable sword lights, which contained countless changes. It was his famous sharp golden sword, but Jue Yunzi's move was better than Lin Fan's sharp golden sword To do not know where to go.
After he shot, Fu Yunzi and Li Pengfei also shot at the same time. A large brush appeared in the former's sleeve, and the wolf hairs on the brush condensed into one strand, drawing an ink-colored sword aura, forming a sentence "Three feet green" in midair With the world in front of us, riding a white horse to open the border of Wu", he attacked Bai Qiuran with a murderous aura, while Li Pengfei quickly drew eight black dragons, opened their mouths wide, swallowed clouds, and rushed towards Bai Qiuran. Bite away.
Jueyunzi, who is the number one singled out among the world's sect masters, took the lead, and the other two elders were also the top masters.
But Bai Qiuran just slapped his hand casually, and slapped all these attacks aside. The space in front of him seemed to be on the screen of a desktop cleaning tool, and it became clean all of a sudden.
The sword light, the words, and the giant dragon in the painting flew out in all directions, turning the tens of miles of plain behind him into potholes.
For a monk in the integration period, it is a natural disaster as soon as he makes a move.
The energy attack dissipated, and Bai Qiuran grabbed Jueyunzi's sword, Fuyunzi's Langhao sword, and Li Pengfei's pen in his hands. He pulled these three guys over, threw them on the ground, and then One kicked them and sent them flying.
Fuyunzi was planted on a gate tower of the ancient city wall, and the upper half of his body was sunk in the wall. Li Pengfei stuck to the wall, causing a large crack in the wall, while Jueyunzi flew the highest, tragically. It howled and landed in a river not far from the ancient city, splashing a huge splash.
Seeing this, the surrounding elders and heads quickly surrounded him. Zen Master Weichen heaved a sigh of relief, performed a Buddha ceremony, and said:
"Amitabha, it seems to be the real sword ancestor."
"Oh, you smelly monk, why don't you go up at this time?"
Mu Huan said sarcastically:
"Didn't you say that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
"Amitabha, senior brother Jueyunzi and the three of them have sacrificed themselves for others, and this little monk can't steal their limelight."
Zen Master Weichen touched his short hair, and glanced at Bai Qiuran.
"Besides, this is not hell."
Mu Huan wanted to say something more, but Su Xiangxue stopped them.
"Okay, okay, I already knew this was true, I could tell it at a glance, where else in the world is there a guy with this style besides him?"
The Suzerain of Hehuan Sect sighed:
"It's important to talk about business."
Zhang Ruifei of Shenwu Tianjun touched his head, then said in a daze:
"No, Su Zongzhu, since you can recognize it, why don't you know how to let senior brother Jue Yunzi and the others insist on making them do this kind of death-seeking thing."
Su Xiangxue looked at each other?, said:
"Captain Zhang, don't forget that Xiangxue is originally a demon cultivator."
Zhang Ruifei was speechless for a moment.
"Hey, don't talk about it."
At this time, Huangfufeng pushed him away, stepped forward, looked at the skull on Bai Qiuran's waist and asked:
"Senior Sword Ancestor, how is the situation inside?"
Bai Qiuran then briefly talked about his experience and the situation of the internal disciples, then he took off the skull from his waist and said:
"This is the original owner of Zhixian Cave Mansion, an Earth Immortal from the previous era, Zhixian."
"Everyone, how are you?"
Zhixian, who was held in Bai Qiuran's hand, greeted without seeing the outside world at all:
"I am Zhixian."
"It's amazing, he has no soul, how did he survive?"
Guiku, the elder of the Yin Lingzong, stretched out his hand, but Bai Qiuran beat him down.
"Don't touch it casually."
Bai Qiuran winked, and continued:
"I asked him to teach you how to close the Thunder Tribulation Formation. After you close the Thunder Tribulation Formation, go in and deal with the cave first."
Elder Guiku withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, then nodded.
"fair enough."
Under the guidance of Zhixian, this time, the thickest-skinned Zen master Weichen took the lead and followed his method to successfully lift the thunderstorm formation near the entrance of Zhixian's cave. A group of elders and seniors of the sect led people in .
After confirming that they went in safely, Bai Qiuran found a remote place alone, and then activated the spell of summoning ghosts.
After a while, a burst of Yin Qi diffused from the void, and Xue Ling came to Bai Qiuran from the void with the sound of clappers like a watchman. This time, Ming Ying was also present with him.
"What do you want from me?"
Coming to Bai Qiuran, Xue Ling went straight as usual.
"Here are some fresh earth fairy souls."
Bai Qiuran took out the souls of several earth immortals he had defeated in Zhixian Cave, and handed them to Xue Ling together with the soul of the Holy Dynasty Prince sealed in the black spikes.
After Xue Ling drove them into paper lanterns and installed them, Bai Qiuran handed out Zhixian's skull and asked:
"Do you accept this?"
"Haha, you are testing me!"
Zhixian laughed and said:
"Forget it, little friend, let me show you my sincerity."
Bai Qiuran ignored him, but looked at Xue Ling. Ever since he saw the green soul fire in the skull's eyes, Xue Ling fell into a thoughtful state.
After a while, he shook his head and said:
"This man has the blessing of heaven, the underworld cannot accept him, only heaven himself will accept him." (Remember the website address of this site: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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