The secret immortal inscriptions on the gourd's body lit up quickly one by one, and as soon as the gourd's mouth opened, a dazzling pillar of fire rushed out!
The old woman was so frightened that she shook her hands, and her long mace fell off one by one and turned into a long whip. She danced so tightly that she finally forced back the elusive Fusheng Sword under the Huan Zi Jue.
Avoid being hit by the pillar of fire.
"Bah, bang, bang!" With the sound of whips exploding, whip marks like deep grooves appeared in the space, and the fire pillars were whipped into flames, like brilliant fireworks in full bloom.
However, the continuous pillar of fire could not be cut off. The old woman immediately changed her target and whipped out a rainbow-like trajectory with her long whip towards the owner who controlled the pillar of fire.
However, a sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Qinghuan's lips. At this time, he was in a hurry to find Yun Zheng, not wanting to waste time here.
With a little hand, the red fire pillar swerved in the direction and chased the old woman. At the same time, a strong suction force came from the gourd mouth!
Caught off guard, the old woman was sucked a long distance closer to the pillar of fire, almost missing the flames. She screamed in surprise, and her body was spinning and being pulled away.
However, there was a "boom", and the pillar of fire suddenly became thicker, submerging the old woman's figure in an instant, and then all the firelight was quickly recovered.
The sound of surging flames covered up all sounds. As a circle of brilliant golden light rippled, the secret immortal texts floated up one by one as if they were alive. The gourd body was shaken slightly, and there was a vague sound like a mountain roaring and a tsunami coming from inside.
Out of the world, someone just disappeared without a sound.
Liu Qinghuan put away the gourd and entered the valley in front of him in a flash.
The valley is much deeper than he thought. The farther forward, the lower the terrain becomes. The cliffs on both sides of the peaks slope inward in an extremely oppressive manner. Judging from the remaining formation fluctuations, it is very likely that there was an extremely tight large-scale formation here.
Formation, but if you meet Yun Zheng...
Liu Qinghuan shuttled through the valley at an extremely fast speed. The mountains ahead turned, and large tracts of plum trees appeared in front of him. The scorching red plum blossoms bloomed before the frost, but such a beautiful scenery was in ruins. The delicate flowers fell into mud and broken branches.
He fell to the ground, the tense atmosphere almost condensing the air.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the scene in the forest in surprise. He saw Yunzheng standing proudly among the red plums, with the ice-blue sword of the soul floating beside him, making gentle sword sounds from time to time, and the sharp sword intent was like the tide.
It was so surging and intense that it enveloped a large plum forest.
Opposite him was a beautiful middle-aged woman whose cultivation was in the Yang Realm. A misty cloud-like colorful stream of light surrounded her, blocking all the sword intent.
But Liu Qinghuan noticed that fine lines were clearly visible in the corners of this beautiful woman's eyes, and her eyes were a little cloudy.
Most female nuns are extremely concerned about their appearance. Unless they attain enlightenment very late or under certain special circumstances, most female nuns prefer to maintain a young and beautiful appearance. But once their appearance appears old, their life expectancy is approaching, or
Seriously injured.
Judging from the obviously frail aura of the middle-aged beautiful woman, this person seems to be in the latter situation. She seems to have been seriously ill and injured for a long time. Therefore, even though her cultivation level is in the Yang Realm state, she is now at a stalemate with Yun Zheng.
On the other side, another snow-skinned female cultivator leaned against a plum branch. Although she looked at the two people who were fighting with a serious expression, the slightly upward corners of her lips and the occasional glances drifting to the side were all...
There was a hint of relaxation and unconcealable pride in watching.
Sitting under a plum tree not far from her was the female nun named Qianjin. However, this pretty face was now green and white, and her messy robes were stained with blood. It was obvious that she had gone through some hardships before.
fighting.
The situation in the field was clear at a glance, Liu Qinghuan's heart strings relaxed slightly, and he felt several eyes moving on him at the same time.
Yun Zheng's face was filled with joy, and he turned to look at him: "Qing Huan, you're here."
As these words came out, the beautiful middle-aged woman in Yang Reality opposite her frowned deeply, and the female cultivator behind her also stopped standing up straight as if she was sitting back and watching.
The middle-aged beautiful woman raised her head and looked out of the valley, and suddenly asked: "How did you get in? Where are my palace gatekeepers guarding the entrance of the valley?"
Liu Qinghuan stepped on the broken plum branches on the ground and said calmly: "Are you Mei Qing, the palace owner of Xuepo Palace? If you are asking about the old woman, she is already dead."
Mei Qing's face changed slightly, a trace of unhealthy blush appeared on her cheeks, and she said angrily: "It's too much to bully others! Not only did you mess with my palace gate, seize my rare treasures, but now you also kill my disciples, you guys are really too much of a bully.
!”
As he said that, he saw the flying colorful stream of light suddenly speeding up and pressing towards Yunzheng's side with a tyrannical force.
Liu Qinghuan's expression turned cold, and the Fusheng Sword flew out in his hand. The most majestic parting technique of the Eight-Character Sword Jue was slashed down with a bang, and large swaths of colorful light were annihilated under the sword energy.
There was a loud "bang", and the beautiful middle-aged woman flew back and looked at Liu Qinghuan fearfully.
Yun Zheng also sheathed his sword, and the sarcasm on his face was almost overflowing: "Palace Master, are you sure you are not contrary to what you said? Don't forget why I am in your Xue Po Palace, if you hadn't hit me first
What’s your idea, what happened today? I’m just trying to protect myself.”
He looked towards Qianjin and sneered: "I have to say that the people in your palace are really courageous. They dared to attack monks of the same level, and now they are coming back to take revenge? I am really curious, what are you doing now?
You still have the nerve to accuse me here!"
Yun Zheng's words were like a blade, directly tearing Xue Po Palace's face apart. Mei Qing's face turned red and white, and she looked angrily in the direction of Qian Jin, unable to find the words to reply.
Reasoning first, Yun Zheng's strength and cultivation are not something they can easily suppress. If they really want to argue between right and wrong, it's really hard to tell clearly.
What's more, now that a stronger helper has arrived, even if they have Wu Xiang Xuanwei as their backer, it is impossible for the other party to appear here immediately and beat them out.
Moreover, to a huge force like Wuxiang Xuanwei, their Xue Po Palace is really nothing, and they may not be able to get help from them even if they come to visit them.
Mei Qing was so short of breath that she felt her throat was a little fishy and sweet. The old injury recurred. She quickly adjusted her breath, and after a while she said dejectedly:
"That's all, you go. No matter who is right or wrong, you have now messed up my Xue Po Palace, broke into the secret place and snatched Bing Xin Jian Gu, hurting the people in my palace... you go
Bar!"
Yun Zheng and Liu Qinghuan looked at each other, pondered for a moment, and then said coldly: "It is not my style to kill everyone. After today, I can forget about the past, but if you have hatred in your heart and want to regain your place, I will
Waiting for you!"
After saying that, Sa Ran turned around and called Liu Qinghuan: "Let's go!"