Pang Yue and the two elders of the Yin Yang Sect settled the matter of the guest elder, and both parties were satisfied.
He only waited for Murong Xue's Golden Elixir Ceremony to end before setting off for the Yin Yang Sect.
Luoxingyuan is quite barren, and there is nothing worth remembering on the Nameless Island. All you need to do is bring a few concubines with you.
While the three of them were chatting, Pang Yue's face moved slightly, as if he had sensed something. He smiled slightly, and a burst of fire flew out from behind him and disappeared.
When Mrs. Xue Ling and Zhang Daozong saw this and Pang Yue's calm expression, they didn't ask any more questions.
…
Over the Nameless Island.
A poisonous cloud spread out from the void, and in an instant it became the size of an acre, and continued to expand, seeming to encompass the entire Nameless Island.
The poisonous cloud in the main film is silent and quiet, but extremely dangerous.
On the Wuming Island, the Golden Elixir Ceremony was at a lively moment, and neither the guests nor the monks on the island sensed the approaching danger.
The scene is very strange.
At this moment, a burst of fire flew out of the island. It circled around and hovered over the nameless island, turning into a flat crown.
Under the Pingtian crown, the demonic fire was raging and burning, and the flame texture outlined a figure like an emperor, who just put the Pingtian crown on his head.
Wearing a gong robe, he looks majestic and noble, and has the aura of domineering control over billions of flames in the world.
Flame Emperor Demonic Crown!
It is Pang Yue's magic talisman clone.
At this moment, the body of the magic talisman clone swelled, and in the blink of an eye it exceeded ten feet. It was covered with blazing demonic fire. The beating flames seemed to melt the void. The surrounding space was distorted. A flame wheel behind him slowly rotated, and flames jumped on it.
Incessantly, the fire was so bright and bright.
The aura on his body was clearly of the soul level.
I saw him stretch out his big hand and shoot out a seal. The demonic fire was blazing in his palm, like a scorching sun rising!
Under the scorching sun, there is a vast expanse of land, oceans, mountains and rivers, as well as a vast heavenly palace, which is extremely mysterious.
At this moment, the magic talisman clone is like a god king who rules the heavens, holding the doom of a world in his hands, punishing evil spirits who dare to disobey and cause trouble!
Yangtian Divine King’s Seal of Destruction!
The billowing poisonous cloud was suddenly blocked by the endless firelight, making a roaring sound.
A gentle, sweet, but slightly cold voice appeared in the void:
"I didn't expect you to have been promoted to Yuanshen. You really kept it secret!"
The magic talisman clone raised his eyes and looked into the depths of the poisonous cloud. Two firelights shot out from his eyes, and the void suddenly melted, and he saw a slim and alluring figure!
Suddenly!
A wisp of dim light suddenly penetrated the sky full of fire, and like the scorching sun, the Yangtian God King's Tribulation Seal hit the body of the demon talisman clone, the flat crown!
The magic talisman clone smiled slightly, the seal in his hand changed instantly, a bright moon rose, and the blue divine light bloomed.
That faint light was immediately blocked by a soft and thin layer of blue divine light.
The God King of Youtian saves the seal of evil!
The three types of seals he obtained from the stone statue of the God King in the vast forest sea became even more powerful after he was promoted to Yuanshen.
In that dim light, there was a long needle full of poison!
Ordinarily, even if the golden elixir is rubbed, the body will immediately collapse and the soul will disappear. …
Even the True Lord Yuanshen must be extremely careful when facing such poison.
Pang Yue already knew who the visitor was.
With such a poisonous skill, apart from Wu Sanren, who is the leader of the top ten Sanren, there is no other person in Luoxingyuan!
The fight between the two was silent and did not disturb the Golden Elixir Ceremony on Wuming Island at all.
Even the two Jindan elders of the Yin Yang Sect who had extraordinary backgrounds in Xue Zhai did not notice anything strange.
Pang Yue's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could see that deep in the poisonous cloud was the true form of the Wu San people. As his thoughts turned, he already had a strategy to defeat the enemy.
He flicked his finger, and a dazzling flame flew out, knocking the poisonous needle away.
The next moment.
The printing method on his hand has changed again!
An extremely huge seal, like a huge ax that splits the sky, slashes towards the poisonous cloud.
Silent!
But it’s so domineering!
The whole world seemed to have been emptied of air and lost the medium for sound transmission. It was deathly silent and heart-wrenching.
A huge crack was cut out of the poisonous cloud in an instant.
At the end of the crack, there is an enchanting figure, it is the legendary Yuanshen Rogue Cultivator, the number one master of Luo Xingyuan.
——Wu Sanren.
She stood in the void, surrounded by poisonous clouds. She was covered in light gauze and had a plump and slender figure.
The twin peaks are towering and impressive, with deep ravines between them, and the snow is greasy and attractive.
The slender waist and long legs are even more beautiful and fascinating.
"Do you know who the Yusan people are?"
She lowered her eyebrows, spoke softly, and had an air of majesty.
Pang Yue smiled calmly: "Fellow Taoist, are you here for the Yusan people?"
"Exactly."
Wu Sanren looked down at Pang Yue and said, "If you kill him, I will use your head to honor him. The head of a True Lord of Yuanshen is not considered an insult to him."
Pang Yue shook his head and smiled: "If fellow Taoist is a human monk, Pang may be wary of you. It's a pity that you are both a demon and..."
Before he could even finish his words, he took action.
A strange octagonal square pot flew out from his sleeve, and a ball of gray light spurted out from the pot, which suddenly rushed towards Wu Sanren.
Wu Sanren smiled coldly, and the magic formula in his hand changed. The poisonous cloud turned into a giant snake and swallowed the gray light.
At the moment of lightning.
The gray light passed through the poisonous cloud snake and Wu Sanren's delicate body without any hindrance.
Wu Sanren was startled at first, and then his expression changed drastically, with horror and panic on his face.
This is extremely abnormal for a True Lord of Yuanshen!
Comparable to the destruction of Taoist heart!
But this is the fact. After Wu Sanren was brushed by the gray divine light, a large part of the demonic power in his body disappeared out of thin air, and his cultivation level fell directly from the first level of the Yuan Shen to below the Yuan Shen!
It’s simply shocking!
This is the first time she has encountered such a strange situation since she started practicing Taoism.
What kind of magic weapon is that octagonal square pot? Why is it so powerful?!
Before she could regain her senses, she saw the unknown person pointing his finger. Not far in front of her, in the void, a strange eye opened magically!
The eyes are oval, narrow, and red.
The pores in her eyes exuded a pink, peach-like and delicate red color, which was like the rouge emanating from the snowy skin. It was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look away.
Behind the eyeballs, blue, black, and red blood vessels are intertwined, slowly squirming and floating. …
In his long eyes, a pink divine light fell on Wu Sanren.
Wu Sanren suddenly felt a rich and sweet fragrance, rushing towards his face!
As she smelled this inexplicable aroma, her head felt hot and her eyes were red. She couldn't help but narrow her beautiful eyes and her expression became flirtatious.
The snow-white jade cheeks suddenly turned into a charming and eye-catching blush.
"This...this is...a demon?!"
Wu Sanren's delicate body trembled, and she suddenly came back to her senses. It was like waking up from a big dream, with the peaks and ridges on her chest rising and falling.
This demon seems to have special power over female cultivators!
Why is he, the majestic True Lord of Yuanshen, repeatedly frustrated and unable to resist in the face of the magical powers of Wuming Sanren?!
Something bad flashed in her mind, and she was about to activate the poison technique to make her opponent avoid him, and then she quickly escaped.
But... those narrow red-pink eyes blinked slightly and stared at her!
Her soul trembled violently, and all her thoughts suddenly disappeared, her eyes suddenly became blurred, Xiafei's temples, eyes like water, flew involuntarily towards the huge red eyes.
stop!
Suddenly!
A sword light flew past and circled her neck out of thin air.
A head tilted down.
The next moment, Wu Sanren's graceful and delicate body was suddenly filled with poisonous mist, turning into a colorful centipede that was a hundred feet long!
The sword light faded away.
The huge centipede also split into two parts.
The magic talisman clone stood in the void, motionless, nodded and said to himself: "The power of the demon refining pot and the red-eyed demon seems to be beyond expectations..."
