Volume 3: The Realm of Cultivation Chapter 173: The Tribulation of the Returning Cloud Sect III
Volume 3: The World of Cultivation Chapter 173: The Disaster of the Guiyun Sect (3)
Night, Minglanxing Jade Sword Sect!
In the quiet courtyard, Feng Liuzi looked up at the sky, looking at the countless stars in the sky. Feng Liuzi seemed to have returned to the past. At this moment, he suddenly felt the call of his brothers from far away, the call of resonance between souls.
Standing behind Feng Liuzi, the contemporary head of the Jade Sword Sect, Ye Ping, always bowed in a posture. His master had been standing here for nearly two hours. For these two hours, Feng Liuzi did not say a word.
There was no movement at all. He seemed to have melted into everything in the world. Even Ye Ping would never have imagined that there was a living person standing in front of him if he didn't use his eyes to see!
"Ye Ping, I have to leave!" Feng Liuzi turned around slowly.
"Master, can't you really stay longer?" Ye Ping's sincere words contained a hint of request!
Feng Liuzi shook his head decisively and said: "No, you can walk your own path in the future. There is only so much I can teach you!"
"Disciple will not let down Master's expectations. One day I will understand the great truth, find Master, and reunite with you!"
"Haha, okay, I'll wait for that day!" After Feng Liuzi smiled slightly, his body tightened, and in an instant it turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the sky.
Ye Ping stared blankly at the tranquil night sky without a trace, his eyes showing a kind of longing and determination: "One day, I will also swim between heaven and earth!"
In the main hall of Minglanxing Guiyun Sect, the magnificent hall is like the palace of an ancient emperor. It is gorgeous and luxurious, with brilliant golden walls. The walls are carved with various totem patterns, highlighting the long history of Guiyun Sect. Hanging above the main hall
An ancient painting of a figure is even more extraordinary. The majesty and energy fluctuations emanating from the figures in the painting are enough to show that the person in the painting is a master-level figure, and the painting is even more brilliant.
The ultimate master.
However, no matter how majestic and luxurious the entire Guiyun Sect hall is, it is destined to be greatly compromised by the scene in front of us today. Because at this time, there are two people sitting in the hall, and the two behave badly, opening and closing their mouths.
Cursing people!
Bad behavior? What counts as bad behavior? Have you ever seen someone else lying with their legs crossed on the emperor's throne? Have you ever seen two big smokers smoking one after another on the emperor's throne? If we say smoking
If a few cigarettes and a few cigarette butts are considered bad behavior, then the worse behavior is yet to come. I saw two scoundrels smoking cigarettes while burning fireworks with cigarette butts! And the place where fireworks are burned is nowhere else.
It is that extraordinary figure painting!
At this time, the portrait painting had been riddled with holes by the two people. What was originally a perfectly good portrait painting has now turned into a honeycomb! The smell of burning and the swear words coming out of the two people's mouths from time to time made the entire painting full of holes.
The main hall of the Guiyun Sect was full of smoke, but the disciples of the Guiyun Sect did not dare to go even half a step closer to the main hall. The most shameful thing was that the two people openly teased the hostage of the rich lady whom the Guiyun Sect regarded as a rich man!
"Second brother, how can you say her butt is small? I think it is big. Didn't Sixth Brother say that ### can give birth to a son? Why don't you give her a son after she is ###!"
"Fuck, this kind of woman is not worthy of me at all. Look at her breasts, they are too damn small. Even the heroine on our notebook is bigger than hers, but I wonder if her ### sound is good or not.
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"Hey, isn't the laptop out of battery? I don't know where to get it. I can't read it anymore. What a pity!" Baitiaoji shook his head sadly.
When Xiao Lin saw Baistripe Chicken's somewhat unwilling look, he laughed loudly and said, "Haha, you are just a big perverted bird!"
The white-striped chicken rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Hey, second brother, how about we let him learn the ### sound?"
"What a fool, that old bastard is back and will be there soon!" Xiao Lin said while looking outside the hall.
After a while, I saw a few streaks of light passing by, and the white-haired old man with an immortal spirit, Elder Zhenrong, appeared outside the main hall with several masters of loose immortals.
"Great Elder, Master, he...he..." The disciples outside the hall cried and knelt on the ground.
"Hmph, everyone, get up. Is Xiao Yun'er in their hands?" Elder Zhenrong's hand muscles twitched. It seemed that he was forcibly restraining himself.
"Yes, the eldest lady is in their hands!"
"Okay, okay, I want to see who dares to bully my Guiyun sect!" After Elder Zhenrong finished speaking, he rushed into the main hall with a few Sanxian masters.
When Elder Zhenrong entered the main hall and saw the scene, he almost choked to death because the portrait of the founder in the hall had changed. You must know that the founder had already ascended to the immortal world, and his status in the immortal world was also very high. I heard that
A certain Immortal Emperor sat down to command a city, and his strength reached the late stage of the King level, and he soon became an Emperor level figure. And today these two demons actually publicly insulted him, the founder of the Guiyun Sect? What if he was
If the cultivation world or the fairy world knew about it, they wouldn't be laughed out of their wits, so Elder Zhenrong was on the verge of breaking out at this time.
But now his precious granddaughter is still in the hands of others, so Elder Zhenrong suppressed his anger, looked at Xiao Lin and Bai Tiaoji with a livid face and said: "If I guess correctly, these two are going to kill everyone on 'Fengchen Star'
Someone from the cultivation sect, right?"
Xiao Lin replied confidently: "Yes, what's the matter? Do you have any objections?"
"Humph, aren't you afraid of being a righteous act by doing this?"
"The Way of Heaven? What is the Way of Heaven? I don't understand. You can explain it to me. How about we learn it with an open mind?" Xiao Lin looked at Elder Zhenrong with a playful smile.
Elder Zhenrong's eyes turned cold when he saw Xiaolin's smiling face, and he felt the flowing zhenqi instantly release, and a powerful energy filled the entire hall in an instant.
And just as his energy was released, the glorious golden-walled hall began to shake violently.
After Xiao Lin waited for the entire palace to be full of energy, he shouted "Okay", clapped his hands and said: "Okay, the space is locked. You are worthy of being a Loose Immortal of Twelve Tribulations, and you have experienced harm as expected!"
"Hmph, I don't care who you are, and I don't care why you kill innocent people indiscriminately. If you're smart, let Xiao Yun'er go immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Are you saying let her go?" Baitiaoji, who had not spoken a word, lifted the daughter up.
"Exactly, if you let Xiao Yun'er go, I can spare your life for the time being!" Zhenrong looked at the white-striped chicken with a livid face.
"Haha, spare our lives? What a joke!" Bai Tiaoji exerted force with his hands, and he saw blood oozing from the seven orifices of the rich girl Xiao Yun'er!
"Yeah, yeah, you're looking for death!" Zhenrong finally couldn't stand that his granddaughter was about to be killed, so he completely lost his mind at this time, and attacked the white-striped chicken with his powerful fists.
At the same time that Elder Zhenrong was attacking, the other Sanxian all used their magic weapons to attack Baitiaoji and Xiaolin respectively.
Xiao Lin knew that the strength of the Sanxian was comparable to that of ordinary immortals, especially the Twelve Tribulations Sanxian, who was a master of the Golden Immortal level, so he did not dare to neglect and raise the energy of his body to the highest level, and punched him hard.
Elder Zhenrong faced off.
At this time, the white-striped chicken seemed to laugh with pride and said: "Eating my own kind should be punished!"
After Bai Tiaoji finished speaking, the power in his hand was finally fully released. In just a moment, the living daughter was crushed violently by Bai Tiaoji.
"Poof!" The crumbs of meat mixed with the unpleasant smell from his body filled the entire hall.
"Yun'er..." Elder Zhenrong's eyes suddenly turned blood red. Witnessing his granddaughter's death with his own eyes made him desperately punch Xiao Lin in the face.
However, even if he is a Loose Immortal of the Twelve Tribulations, even if he is the top master in the world of mortal cultivation, he is not Xiaolin's opponent after all. Whether it is his own strength or physical tyranny, he is not even a tenth of Xiaolin.
1, so when the two fists met, a burst of energy instantly shook the entire hall into powder! And Zhenrong himself was like a kite with a broken string, flying out with blood spraying wildly.
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As for the other Sanxian, they also fought with Baitiaoji at this time. Although Baitiaoji's cultivation level was not as good as that of several Sanxian, his fast movement and the purple lightning emitted from his head from time to time made several
Sanxian suffered a big loss!
After the blow, the two parties quickly separated. Elder Zhenrong's face turned completely pale, and blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, but Xiao Lin always maintained a smiling posture, not caring about Zhenrong at all.
Keep it in mind.
"Impossible, you are not from the mortal world!" Elder Zhenrong looked at Xiao Lin in shock. At this time, he had already guessed that the two people in front of him were not cultivators from the mortal world.
"Haha, it doesn't matter where it is. What's important is that you will die today!" After Xiaolin finished speaking, he moved. This time he fully demonstrated his astonishing speed and power. He only shot one from the sky.
Like a shooting star, it blasted towards Zhenrong violently and arrogantly.
"Haha, I am really lucky to be able to fight against the Immortal!" Elder Zhenrong was extremely old at this time, his hair was messy, and his pale face coupled with his desperate look, even the entire sky turned into
In the darkness, dark clouds and strong winds began to blow at some point, and streaks of lightning were swimming in the dark clouds as if they were alive. However, Elder Zhenrong's originally thin body was getting stronger and stronger bit by bit.
And a blue ripple formed directly in front of him.
Just when Xiao Lin was about to attack Zhen Rong's body, and when Zhen Rong was about to gather the natural energy, two sharp swords suddenly shot out from the distant sky. The powerful sword energy was like a meteor piercing the night sky.
It was accurately shot at Xiao Lin's body, and at this time, a shout came from the distant sky: "Brother Zhenrong, you must not do this..."
Xiao Lin was forced back by the two powerful sword energies, because he felt that the sword body contained huge energy. It was a powerful energy that could only be emitted by the Twelve Tribulations Loose Immortal, and the sword body itself was also low-grade.
Immortal weapon! So he had no choice but to give up killing Zhenrong and narrowly dodged a blow from the two immortal swords.
As the words fell, Taoist Pengjun and Master Zhishan appeared out of thin air behind Elder Zhenrong, and worked together to slowly inject the energy in their hands into Zhenrong's body.
Until this moment, the disciples of the Guiyun Sect finally cheered: "Look, Taoist Pengjun and Zhishan Zhenren are here. We are saved, our Guiyun Sect is saved..."
