Six hundred and seventieth chapters no return attitude
Asura and Young Master Yu were walking through the darkness, but the aura following behind was constantly approaching.
"Is it going to escape back to the demon realm?" Young Master Yu looked solemnly, observing Asura's injuries, and thought to himself: "In its current state, if it escapes back to the demon realm, even if it is not chased by those Qingyang Sect disciples,
If you kill him, you will also be attacked by other demons, which is by no means a safe choice."
However, except for the Land of the Underworld, Asura has nowhere to go. That is where he should exist, even if he dies.
"Turn northeast!"
Suddenly, Master Yu gave an order and said in a deep voice that could not be questioned.
Asura frowned. Its speed was already very slow and could not be compared with its previous heyday. It was estimated that it would not be long before it would be chased by those disciples. What was about to usher in was a life-threatening battle. At this moment
After hearing Master Yu's order, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Young Master Yu said: "Go to Wanshen Sect. It will be safe only when you get there."
Asura was silent for a moment, then nodded, and quickly turned around. He passed by countless buildings under the night sky, and soon he saw the peaks and mountains gathering in front of him, forming a majestic scene of the sect.
On the main peak, Asura fell to the ground in an awkward state. The serious injuries made it extremely difficult for him to even stand up, but at this time, a hand lifted him up.
Asura raised his head and saw the immortal who gave him the immortal weapon in the past, and the wariness in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Jun Buhui squinted his eyes carefully, examining Asura's injuries, his brows furrowed, as if he had already guessed something.
"Master!" Young Master Yu immediately shouted: "Save me!"
At this moment, there were not only other master-level immortals appearing on the main peak, but also hundreds of disciples of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.
Immortal Mo Yang said: "What happened?"
Immortal Weiyang raised his head and found dozens of auras appearing in the clouds and mist in the distance, and said, "Someone is coming."
"If you have any questions, we'll talk about it later. Let's take them to the forbidden area of the cave first. I'll handle it here." Jun Buhui stepped forward and gave the order. Soon, disciples of the Wanshen Sect took Asura and Young Master Yu with them.
Arriving at the extremely secluded forbidden cave, it was the place where Dongming Immortal once practiced in seclusion.
Immortal Dao Shi said in a deep voice: "Do you know something?"
Jun Buhui shook his head and said: "The sect master will not leave the Wanshen Sect without any reason. This must be his long-planned plan. The purpose is to leave us alone to avoid being affected. As for what he did, I don't know.
But now as the acting sect leader, I need to strictly follow the instructions and protect this place."
In an instant, dozens of immortal cultivators wearing Qingyang Sect costumes have landed here. Each of them has a ferocious look, and most of them are first-rate Golden Immortals. The leader, the long-bearded man, seems to have reached the realm of Gang Immortal.
"It turns out to be Immortal Lingyang of Qingyang Sect, long time no see." Jun Buhui said with his hands behind his back, his face still as cold as mountains and rivers, and his tone was proud.
Immortal Lingyang scanned the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense and hand over this person, or you, the Wanshen Sect, will have to pay for it with blood!"
Jun Buhui raised an unfamiliar sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't know what you are looking for, but there is no one you are looking for here. Please come back."
"It's a joke. I watched them escape here. You arrogant people actually dare to attack us and seize the sect master's foundation-building elixir. It's so audacious!" Ling Yang Immortal said, waving his hand and releasing three mouthfuls of yellow and orange.
Each of Cheng Cheng's flying swords was tempered by world power and was extremely powerful. The disciples behind him also showed off their own immortal weapons.
For a time, the atmosphere became tense.
Jun Buhui had already made a guess in his mind. Now that the other party said it, it confirmed what he was thinking. He did not show too much surprise and said indifferently: "I dare to ask who is so bold and dares to go."
The Qingyang Sect, the leading one in the Immortal Kingdom, stole the elixir?"
Immortal Lingyang was furious and shouted: "How dare you come to ask me? Your old immortal Dong Ming and a few shameless thieves, in short, I must take them back and cut them into pieces, and your Ten Thousand Gods Sect
It won’t be easy!”
Jun Buhui lowered his voice, but said somewhat insidiously: "The person you mentioned was indeed a member of the Wanshen Sect before, but now he has left the sect and became a casual cultivator, and has nothing to do with this place anymore.
Your Qingyang Sect was attacked, but you tried to come to my place to take someone away, which is really ridiculous!"
Immortal Lingyang raised his hand, and the yellow-orange flying sword was suspended in front of Jun Buhui. He gritted his teeth and said: "So many excuses! There is still the aura of the demon here. Am I wrong? Human
I’m going to make a decision, everyone, get out of my way!”
The other master-level experts all saw it, and their whole bodies were trembling, not because of fear, but because they couldn't suppress the fighting spirit in their hearts. They wanted to rush forward and tear this guy into pieces. Any one of them had such a tendency.
strength.
Jun Buhui stared at the front end of the sword, and his eyes gradually became brighter, burning like a flame until they were as bright as thunder and lightning. An invisible sharp intention suddenly broke out, and the mouth was blown with a bang.
The flying sword flew backwards with shock, and finally stuck diagonally on the green bricks on the ground.
At the same time, the aura of the Consummation-level Gangxian was released from his body in a violent manner, and a pale yellow light could be seen rising into the sky, as if the Optimus Pillar was shrouding it inside.
The current Jun Buhui could have achieved the realm of Xuanxian a long time ago, but Immortal Dongming left unexpectedly, and he needed to carry the sect, so he has not yet retreated again and swallowed the foundation-building pill that he had been preparing for a long time.
In front of this domineering momentum, Immortal Lingyang couldn't help but take two steps back, his face turned pale, and the Qingyang Sect disciples behind him also showed fear on their faces.
"I said, the person you are looking for is not here. If you want to use force, I will accompany you to the end. Go back and tell your sect master that the Wanshen Sect is not a piece of soft tissue. If you want to gnaw it off, I am afraid it will break his dog.
tooth!"
"And me!"
"And me!"
The remaining master-level experts also released their long-suppressed auras, completely suppressing the disciples of the Qingyang Sect.
Immortal Lingyang's breath was thick, and he knew that the current situation was extremely unfavorable. He was afraid that if he made any slight movement, he would be attacked by these madmen, so he immediately said: "If you have the guts! I will let you survive for a few days. Sooner or later, the Wanshen Sect will come from the fairyland."
Expelled, just wait for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away in panic, not daring to stay for a moment longer.