Hundreds of years ago, most of the Longhushan disciples who died at the hands of the survivors of the crazy Shushan ghost sect annihilation were from the lineage of these four elders!
In other words, he can be regarded as the "predecessor" and "ancestor" of the four of them in terms of seniority.
Now that the culprit's fellow sect is here, even if they don't kill him on the spot, it's okay to arrest him first and lock him in a sky prison, right? Even if he wants to go to jail, they still feel that they are justified.
What's more, there is hatred in my heart!
So even though Ah Huang had already gone over and was on the same side as Fu Yang, they still planned to attack forcefully.
As a result, waves of powerful spiritual power rose up from their bodies, like four huge air pillars rising into the sky...
"No! Damn, are these four old guys serious? How dare you ignore the stoppage of me, the head disciple?"
Ah Huang's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.
Fu Yang guessed it, and patted Ah Huang on the shoulder with a wry smile: "If I guess correctly, your Longhu Mountain is also divided into different factions, right? I estimate that those who died at the hands of that lunatic buddy from my Shushan Ghost Sect were
, basically all belong to their faction. So they can’t do it unless they take action!”
"Then you can't talk nonsense! Does this matter have anything to do with you? I don't care, if they really take action, we will do it too! The worst is, I won't wait for you in Longhu Mountain."
Ah Huang said it categorically and without hesitation.
Hearing this, Fu Yang was very moved.
He patted Ah Huang on the shoulder again, but said nothing.
Good brothers in life and death, sometimes there is no need to say too much...
"However, if there is a fight later, don't make a fatal move, little Yoko. If the disciples rush up to you, just dodge or push them away. Go ahead and don't kill anyone! Otherwise, things will become a big deal. Don't worry when facing those old guys, brother
I dare not do anything, just standing in front of you will make their balls twitch with pain."
Ah Huang warned quickly.
Fu Yang also nodded understandingly.
"Disciples, let's take action together to capture this remnant of the ghost sect! But be careful not to conflict with your master's uncle. Don't hurt him either."
The four elders slowly floated into the air, and their powerful souls transmitted their thoughts and gave orders to these Longhu Mountain disciples.
"As you command!"
"Form up quickly!"
These Longhu Mountain disciples were well-trained. Their hearts beat quickly and they formed a powerful Longhu Mountain trap formation almost in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh whoosh!
A large amount of white spiritual energy rose into the sky and intertwined into a large net, completely sealing off a hundred meters radius.
As a result, Fu Yang and Ah Huang couldn't escape. They could only stay here like trapped animals and be captured by them.
All the Longhu Mountain disciples rushed forward "pretending"!
Why is it pretentious?
Because they had no intention of fighting to the death, and they also had to take into account Ah Huang who kept causing trouble.
And for Fu Yang, it was also very troublesome.
He must concentrate and use all his magic power to fight off waves of attacks. However, he cannot hurt anyone and can only use gentleness.
This situation is much more tiring than a real fight!
"Holy crap! What the hell is this? It really hurts."
Fu Yang knocked away five or six Longhushan disciples with one punch, while secretly complaining.
The four extremely powerful Longhushan elders were suspended in the air. After looking at each other for a while, they looked at each other and then said in unison: "Take action!"
boom!!!
Four huge waves of detention spells instantly moved towards Fu Yang.
Ghost Way Spirit Controlling Fist!!!
Fu Yang roared, rose into the air, and swung a punch - only 70% of the power. However, it also shattered two strands of the detention spell, and the remaining two strands swept in like ropes binding an immortal.
At this time, Ah Huang's body was also covered with fiery red Taoist spiritual power, wrapping him like a fireball!
Soaring into the sky, he stood in front of two waves of detention spells with such arrogance.
"You guys hit me! If you hurt me, you may be convicted by the Presbyterian Council! You actually beat my uncle."
Ah Huang yelled ruthlessly.
The elders immediately felt as uncomfortable as eating flies, their faces turned red, and they were obviously very aggrieved.
All in all, this melee was quite embarrassing!
Neither side dared to make a fatal move, but neither of them wanted to stop first. They were fighting half-heartedly - not daring to consume a lot of mana, but it was true that they were panting from exhaustion.
In this melee, Fu Yang mainly dealt with the incoming Longhu Mountain disciples and fought them back. Ah Huang, on the other hand, directly transformed into Fu Yang's "human shield" and stood in front of him.
, it can be said that it is very painful to have four elders throw the rat weapon into a trap!
Just when this awkward and bizarre melee is in a stalemate, the secret place deep in Longhu Mountain...
In a thatched house in a small farmyard, a middle-aged Taoist priest sat on a futon that was about to rot into crumbs.
He was motionless. The Taoist robe on his body was already in tatters. Even the wooden hairpins on his hair were almost rotten. Spider webs began to form on his head...
He seemed to have no heartbeat and no breathing.
The whole person is just like a wooden statue! It doesn't look like a living person at all.
Obviously, this is the leader of Longhu Mountain!
For many years, he meditated, meditated, and practiced in this small thatched house. The last time he left seclusion was because he went to the elders' meeting to accept Li Yiran as a closed disciple and Ah Huang as a registered disciple.
But the difference now is that next to him, there is a brand new futon. And on the futon, there is a woman wearing a brand new Taoist robe sitting cross-legged.
The temperament is elegant and refined, ethereal and ethereal.
It's none other than Li Yiran!
The aura on her body... was already at the level of a real person!!!
In less than half a year, from an ordinary person who knew nothing about magic, he has been successfully taught? This is an incredible speed of cultivation. He can almost compete with Fu Yang when he first entered the path of cultivation.
Of course, the monastic resources Li Yiran possesses are so incredible!
Whether it was the pure power of the Jiuyou Biluo Fate Soul that was given to her by her uncle Li Jinyi before his death, or the careful teachings of a master who was the master of Longhu Mountain!
All of them are rare in the world.
In this way, it is normal for her cultivation speed to be comparable to Fu Yang's.
Sudden.
Without any warning, Master Longhushan's woodcarving-like upper body suddenly changed. He suddenly opened his eyes, and there were strands of purple haze-like substance around the edges of his pupils, which was very shocking.
Li Yiran also opened her eyes at this time and turned to look at him in surprise: "Master, you..."
The headmaster of Longhu Mountain opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of gold and purple gas, which actually changed and condensed into the shape of a token in the air.
Astonishingly... the order from the headmaster of Longhu Mountain! (End of Chapter 5)