Chapter 179: Being a Devil

That gourd is a good thing.

Xiao Lei glanced enviously. Although he didn't say anything, Qing Lingzi looked at him and didn't know what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "That's the treasure of the old man from Dongfang, who specializes in restraining the flying sword. This guy doesn't have the ability to control the swordsmanship himself, so he specially refined this magic weapon to make up for his shortcomings... Alas, this method seems to be effective, but it is actually not very effective. If he meets a truly powerful master in swordsmanship, it will be useless. At the fairy forest event, he lost to Miao Yan."

Miao Yan nodded and said, "Yes, I said that day that his gourd is not solid, and it will be useless when he meets a master. He can only scare those second-rate people." She held Xiao Lei's hand and said softly in his ear: "Husband, if you want to become a real master, you should make up your mind to practice sword control skills. Although Dongfang Wushengren is infatuated, he is very smart. Although he came up with this method to please, the method to please is not the right way after all."

Xiao Lei calmed down and nodded.

The two Taoist priests above saw that the sword was taken away, but they were not panicked. They just looked at each other and thought they had known Dongfang Wusheng's magic weapon for a long time. The two of them jumped up at the same time. Yu Lingzi stood behind Yu Zhaozi, put her palms on Yu Zhaozi's back, and shouted loudly.

Yu Zhaozi's body immediately rushed out like an arrow. He waved his palms and swung them in the air for a arc, and a scorching flame burned on his palms. Even his whole body emitted a dazzling golden light.

His body was in the air, and sparks floated down around him. Suddenly, he retracted his hand, clasped his thumb and middle finger, as if he had silently pinched a handprint, and another one slashed down with a single palm.

But seeing the flames in the sky swept towards Dongfang Wusheng together...

Dongfang Wusheng's face changed slightly, his steps retreated repeatedly, and he pushed forward with his palms. The sharp palm wind passed by, but he could not resist the sweeping flames. He just barely separated the flames in the flames. The flames were beaten by his palm wind and spread to both sides, and they still swept through both sides of his body.

Dongfang Wusheng looked a little embarrassed. Several parts of his torn robe were burnt, his face turned back and his hair was bent.

"Yi? Although Kunlun's Fierce Sun Rain Flame Palm is the unique skill of the Thunder Character Art, it shouldn't be so embarrassed with Dongfang Wusheng's magic power." Qing Lingzi frowned and glanced at Miao Yan.

Miao Yan also showed a bit of surprise and whispered: "No, Dongfang Wusheng's magic power seems to be much lower than before."

Usually, as long as the practitioner is not too lazy and practices according to the ordinary progress, his cultivation will only become more and more advanced and will not regress instead.

Miao Yan thought for a moment and sighed, "I know, Dongfang Wusheng seems to be infatuated with Xianyin. It is probably because after Xianyin was seriously injured last time, he spent his magic power to heal Xianyin. As a result, his vitality was severely damaged. I thought Xianyin's injury was hit by me with thirteen pulse cuts. How could it be so easy to heal? Dongfang Wusheng must have spent a lot of magic power, and he might have also damaged his foundation."

Qing Lingzi snorted and said lightly: "I'm afraid there is that guy named Jade Shura. If he was injured by the Thirteenth Crane of your Immortal Mountain, with his Dongfang Wusheng's cultivation alone, he would not be able to save Xianyin. I think there must be Jade Shura who will help."

"Mr. Dongfang." Yu Akiko shouted, "You might as well retreat."

Dongfang Wusheng gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I said, I will not go down the mountain without taking her away."

After all, he was once among the five masters in the world. He suddenly took a deep breath, but his chest and abdomen bulged high. I don’t know how much he sucked in this breath. He sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched out the shape of an orchid with one palm, and suddenly a purple flame appeared on his body!

Qing Lingzi frowned and said, "Is this guy crazy? He actually used the purple flame sky fire he refined with his natal energy!"

Miao Yan's face also changed: "He is going to fight to the death. This purple flame sky fire is a life-saving trick he refines with his natal energy. He can use one point to lose one point. That is to fight the other party with his own Taoism. When he competed with me, he couldn't bear to use it. Today, he actually...

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Dongfang Wusheng slowly open his mouth...

The two Kunlun Taoist priests showed a look of horror on their faces. They slashed out with one palm at the same time, and the Kunlun's fiery sun-fired palm swept away. Dongfang Wusheng opened his mouth, and the raging air flow sprayed out of his mouth, and rushed over with the purple flames all over his body.

This time, fire was really beautiful against fire. The purple flame sky fire was indeed worthy of Dongfang Wusheng's desperate trick. When it faced the flames of Kunlun Taoist priests, it seemed to be able to swallow it. In an instant, it swallowed a large piece of the fiery sun and burned it backwards towards the two Kunlun Taoist priests.

The two Taoist priests shouted loudly, and at the same time threw out a spiritual talisman from their arms, and then quickly ran away towards the two pieces. The spiritual symbol exploded and rolled out a set of airflow, but it could not stop the purple flame in half.

Hearing a bang, the purple flame swept over, and the two Taoist priests were surrounded by purple flames, and they shouted in pain and rolled on the ground.

Dongfang Wusheng slowly stood up, his body was a little unstable, and he sighed: "Forget it, I just want to save people, but I don't want to hurt people."

With his sleeves swinged, the flames on the two Taoist priests immediately went out. Strangely, their clothes and hair were intact, but their bodies seemed to be exhausted. They lay on the ground, their bodies trembled, but they could no longer stand up.

Miao Yan sighed and whispered: "This purple flame is not an ordinary fire. It directly burns people's three souls and seven spirits, but does not harm the body. Fortunately, Dongfang Wusheng doesn't want to hurt people. If it burns for a moment, it may be burned, and it will be a scattered soul and cannot be saved."

Although Dongfang Wusheng barely won, the purple flame sky fire was forced out by his own energy. It was indeed a great injury to the energy, and he trembled a little when he walked. He barely passed the two Taoist priests, walked to the cottage, and said tremblingly: "Xianyin, Xianyin... I'm here to save you, you... are you okay?"

The Yu Zhaozi on the ground suddenly tried her best and barely shouted: "No, she must not come out... Otherwise, it will cause a big disaster!"

Xiao Lei saw him strode into the cottage with his own eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, although we are here to save people, it is the same if they are saved by him. It can be considered as the matter is over..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream from the cottage. Hearing the sound, Dongfang Wusheng actually made it!

Then he screamed again, and Dongfang Wusheng flew out of the cottage with a scream, covered in blood, and fell to the ground.

He trembled all over, and his left arm was broken! The broken arm was covered in blood and bloody flesh, and it seemed like his arm was torn off by someone!

This sudden change shocked Xiao Lei and the other two! Xiao Lei reacted very quickly and immediately jumped out of his hiding place. Qing Lingzi behind him had already rushed to Dongfang Wusheng's side, stretched out his hand and stuffed a pill into his mouth. Then a golden light shone out from his hand, shot at his broken arm, and immediately stopped the blood.

Dongfang Wusheng woke up, his body trembled, and his face turned pale in pain. He stared at the grass cottage and said in a trembling voice: "Xianyin! Xianyin...you..."

Qing Lingzi slapped his luck on his back and shouted in his mouth: "Dongfang Wusheng!!!"

He used magic power to use Taoist mantras. Dongfang Wusheng's body shook violently, and his eyes gradually returned to a little clear. Then he glanced at Qing Lingzi and exclaimed: "It's you!" He grabbed Qing Lingzi with one hand and said with hissing: "Hurry! Quick! Inside! Fairy sound!!"

He pointed at the cottage, but saw that the gate of the cottage was dark and could not see anything clearly. He thought that Dongfang Wusheng had just walked in, but his arm was thrown out. The black gate was like a monster who opened his mouth and waited for someone to come in to die.

Xiao Lei's heart moved, ran over, grabbed Yu Zhaozi first, shook it hard, and said loudly: "Taoist, what's going on inside?"

The pain of Yu Zhaozi's original Purple Flame Heavenly Fire almost fainted. After being shaken by Xiao Lei, he almost woke up and said in a trembling voice: "You can't let her go... Otherwise, it will lead to a disaster... She... She... She has become a demon!"

Dongfang Wusheng said in a trembling voice: "What did you say?"

Miao Yan's face was gloomy, and suddenly pulled Xiao Lei behind her, took two steps back, waved her long sleeves, and two unparalleled winds rolled towards the cottage. There was a loud bang, and the cottage immediately split into pieces, and the scattered houses were piled with wood, all flying out of the everywhere.

In the remaining ruins, Xianyin was seen sitting there, disheveling her hair, lowering her head, and her face was blocked by her messy hair.

She was wearing snow-white clothes, but there were a little blood on her body. It was supposed to be the blood on Dongfang Wusheng's body. She was covered with talismans all over her body, sitting on a huge gossip plate. Her fingers pointed at her tips, trembling slightly, muttering something, and she didn't know what she was saying.

Miao Yan and Qing Lingzi looked at each other, and Qing Lingzi waved her palm, and Yu Zhaozi had already been sucked under his palm. Qing Lingzi shouted, "What the hell is going on!!"

Yu Zhaozi said intermittently: "After the head of Xianshan went up the mountain, it was... it was already fine. Suddenly, the crazy magic technique two days ago hurt three of our disciples. The disciples who were beaten to death by her were all Siwuquan corpses, and they died extremely miserably. Her magic power suddenly increased a lot. Even the junior brother of Yu Jizi was almost no match for her. In the end, it was our four brothers who joined forces to barely subdue her. She was already unconscious. After the head of the sect checked, she found that she had already

Being possessed! Now she is crazy and no one can recognize anyone, and she will kill anyone when she sees it. She will never let her go down the mountain like this! The head of the sect used my Kunlun magic treasure Wujin Bagua to barely hold her in this cottage and sent us two guards. The talismans on her body are all used to seal her magic power, but the magic power of this fairy voice has become stronger and stronger in the past two days. Those talismans will lose their effectiveness at most. Now they have to change their talismans twice a day to barely force her..."

Xianyin was sitting there, suddenly raised her hand and grabbed a broken arm. It was Dongfang Wusheng's. She took it in her hand and looked at it, laughed wildly, threw it out, raised her head and roared, with a sharp and shrill voice.

Miao Yan's face was pale. Seeing Xianyin's appearance, she actually showed a bit of complex gaze in her eyes. The person she hated the most in her life was probably Xianyin, but when she saw her appearance, after all, the two of them were born from the same root, she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

The fairy voice roared for a long time for a few minutes before she closed her mouth. She raised her face and finally saw her face. She looked as beautiful as ever. Except for being a little cold on her face, there was no sign of madness. However, the look made Xiao Lei look cold in his heart!

Xianyin's face was cold, but there was a bit of gray in her eyes! The gray seemed to contain no emotion, no joy, anger, sorrow, and a sense of solemnity. Obviously, there was no rationality.

Xianyin's gray gaze swept across everyone, and she actually stood up slowly, dressed in white like snow, her mouth trembled, and she slowly said in her mouth: "What the hell is going on... How to explain? How to explain..."

Her eyes swept over Miao Yan and Qing Lingzi, as if she didn't recognize everyone at all, but fell on Xiao Lei, but suddenly stopped. Xianyin's body trembled, her face was still cold, but her eyes became furious, and she suddenly said: "What does it mean? The way of immortals, avoiding spiritual wisdom and leaving the fetal light, is for the purpose of destruction, only qi but not, only law but not, only breath but not, right for the purpose of not the way... Avoiding spiritual wisdom and leaving the fetal light... Then how to clear it? How to go? The fetal light is the head of the three souls, how to store the qi? You said! You said!!!"

She screamed twice, and then murmured in a low voice: "The fetal light is the head of the three souls. If the Qi of Taiqing Yang is the head, it should surpass the spiritual wisdom, and the one that leads is... what is behind? What is behind? What should be after introducing the spiritual energy into the Fei Light???"

After hearing this, Xiao Lei was shocked and his face became strange.

It turned out that the immortal voice was chanting the two lyrics in the Heaven-defying Skill that Xiao Lei recited randomly to deceive her. It was just to fool the immortal voice at that time. He just took the meaning out of context and recited a few lyrics casually, but he didn't want Xianyin to suddenly go crazy.
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