This elegant middle-aged man had a smile on his face and a kind face. He looked down at the book in his hand, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
The man's shadow was unusually tall, stretching from the blood python to high in the sky, like a giant tree towering into the clouds.
The three people who were flying away in the distance turned pale when they saw the phantom of the demon fairy. They used various methods to run as hard as they could without communicating a word. It seemed that they had become frightened birds and ran for their lives.
The phantom of the demon fairy slowly turned around and glanced at Fairy Miaozhen faintly.
Fairy Miaozhen suddenly felt that the magic power of heaven and earth was pressing down on her, and she was unable to move in the air for a moment. Then she felt an unfamiliar white light in her body hit various meridians, and then exploded.
All this happened in a matter of seconds. Before Fairy Miaozhen could even cry out, streaks of white light shot out from her seven orifices, and her body exploded.
The great elder of the Yinmiao Sect lost his soul at the sight of this demonic phantom.
When the withered old man saw Fairy Miaozhen's miserable state, a cane that looked like a dead wood rose from above his head. The cane looked old and worn, but upon closer inspection, one could see that its surface was covered with crystal black diamonds. When the moonlight shone, it shone very brightly.
The old man with the bones held the cane in his hand, and his body was still flying away, but he turned around to face the shadow of the demon fairy, and put the cane in front of him to protect himself.
The face of the demon fairy shadow was still calm and kind. The left hand behind his back slowly raised up and volleyed a little higher towards the skeletal old man.
The withered old man suddenly felt several manic auras coming from afar, running towards each other so fast that he could not dodge.
I saw his mouth slightly open, wanting to say something.
But before he could say anything, the manic aura in the distance came close to him, and the skeletal old man instantly shattered into pieces from the waist up.
The upper part of the cane also turned into fly ash, leaving only half of it. As the lower body of the skeletal old man fell to the ground, it made a heavy impact sound.
Seeing the fate of these two people, Master Huihe knew that it was useless to escape, so he turned around and took out a small cauldron from his arms.
The water rippled around the small cauldron, rapidly growing in size, forming a blue water wall, and crashed in the direction of the demon's shadow.
When the demon fairy saw this small cauldron, his expression remained unchanged, he turned sideways and looked into the distance, and waved his left hand lightly, as light as pushing away the dewdrops on the grass by the roadside in the early morning.
With the slight wave of the demon fairy's shadow, the half of the withered old man's cane that fell on the ground flew rapidly into the air, directly hitting the small cauldron in the water wall.
The half-cane shot was extremely fast, and it shot through the small cauldron the moment it touched it, but its speed did not drop at all.
However, Xiaoding was torn apart by the cane, and the huge water wall also dissipated.
Master Huihe saw the small tripod shattering in an instant, and was at a loss for words, but the cane came to him in an instant.
He just shouted "Ah" before the half of the cane was pierced into his head and nailed to the mountain behind him.
From the time when the phantom of the demon fairy appeared to when the three of them died, in less than a few breaths, several strong men who had reached the Perfect Spring Realm died like this.
After the three people were killed, the phantom of the demon fairy turned into dots of blood-colored starlight with a "swish" and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
Looking at this blood python again, there is no flesh and blood on its body, only white bones broken into several sections are left.
Although the entire skeleton still retains the body of a snake, there are indeed several huge cracks throughout the body that divide it into several sections.
This blood python in the Nascent Realm actually drained all of its own essence and blood during the few breaths of time it took to borrow magic from the demon immortal.
The mountains returned to their normal state of silence, and the blue and purple mist in the space intertwined, shrouding the dark valley.
What was different from usual was that apart from the fragmentary traces of the fight on the ground, there were only a huge snake bone and a human corpse nailed to a mountain peak in the distance.
Du Fang was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the ancestral hall, his head nodding and dozing off. There were two thick bags under his dark eye sockets, and his whole face looked tired.
After his master Huihe Master's soul lamp became unstable, he had not slept well for nearly a month.
With his head sinking, Du Fang woke up again, steeled himself, and looked at the soul lantern on the far left on the desk.
At this time, he was very tired and had cried many times. When he opened his eyes, they were filled with bloodshot eyes. The soul lamp appeared in his eyes in a daze, as if two or three lamps were overlapping.
Suddenly, the blue ancient lamp that was superimposed on Du Fang's eyes quietly went out, leaving only a trace of green smoke, which dispersed with the wind.
Du Fang was stunned, rubbed his eyes with both hands, and wanted to get up from the futon quickly and go to the master's soul lamp to find out what was going on.
However, he sat cross-legged for so long that his legs were numb and unable to get up, so he fell to the ground in front of the futon.
Du Fang raised his body and took a closer look at the extinguished soul lamp. Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes. He struggled to support his body, sobbed, and limped toward the door.
In the afternoon, a Taoist priest with white hair, a strong build, wearing a white jade crane crown and black and white robes stood in the ancestral hall.
He frowned in deep thought as he faced the row of tablets inscribed with Lingxuan Sect and the three ancient lamps in front of the tablets, one of which had been extinguished.
There was also a Taoist standing slightly behind the Taoist priest. He was wearing a purple robe, with raised cheekbones, a thin figure, shawl black hair tied back, small eyes and small eyes.
With a small mouth, he looks very shrewd.
Behind the two Taoist priests, there were seven people standing side by side. Among the seven, the first two were slightly older, in their thirties, and the remaining five were very young, especially the last one, who was a seventy-eighth old man.
The year-old child is none other than Du Fang.
The sturdy old Taoist at the front turned slightly, looked at the purple-robed Taoist next to him, and then turned to the seven people behind him.
He said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Huihe dies, this is his destiny. Don't be sad, but the death of a protector elder of our Lingxuan Sect is not a small matter. It is related to the future situation of our sect in Lingmeng Mountain.
As a disciple of our sect, you must be more diligent in cultivation and contribute to the sect."
The seven people shouted in response: "Disciple, please obey the master's teachings."
Then the old man said again: "Junior Brother Huihe died, and the seven of you will need guidance in your cultivation in the future. Let's do this. The seven of you will come to Xuanguang Hall tomorrow morning. Junior Brother Meihe and I will admit you. You can leave first.
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"Yes", the seven people replied and exited the ancestral hall in an orderly manner. Only the head of Lingxuan Sect and Taoist Meihe were left in the room.
"Senior Brother Guanshan and Senior Brother Huihe have died. The situation of our Lingxuan Sect in Lingmeng Mountain is very bad. The four people from the Huaquan Realm of the Yinmiao Sect may be looking for opportunities to bring bad luck to us."
Taoist Meihe lowered his head and said in deep thought.
"Yes, the four people from the Yinmiao Sect will definitely add insult to injury, especially those two old guys, who have long wanted to dominate Lingmeng Mountain." Taoist Guanshan looked at Master He Hui's extinguished soul lamp, his eyes revealed.
Said worriedly.
Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Taoist Guanshan's eyes, and he said to Taoist Meihe: "However, if the three disciples Zi Ming, Yin Guang, and Lei Xie can successfully transform the spring, the two disciples of Taoist Di Mei and Fairy Miaozhen will be able to transform the spring successfully."
If you are an old guy, if you dare to cause trouble, you have to consider how capable you are."
Zi Ming, Yin Guang, and Lei Xie are the top disciples of Taoist Guanshan, Taoist Huihe, and Taoist Meihe of Lingxuan Sect. Their cultivation has reached the Great Perfection state in the late stage of concentration, and they are just waiting for the opportunity to try to break through.
Spring environment.
Taoist Meihe nodded and said: "Well, these three disciples are indeed good seedlings carefully cultivated by our Lingxuan Sect. Huaquan has great hope. It seems that our Lingxuan Sect's luck is still there!"
After saying that, both of them looked at the tablets of the ancestors of Lingxuan Sect enshrined in the hall and said nothing else.