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Chapter 1197 Magical Tibetan Immortal Sword Scabbard 2

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz!

The worn scabbard made a buzzing sound, trembled violently, and dropped a large amount of dust. It was as if Fu Yang had awakened from a long sleep as he approached with the five-color spiritual power.

At the same time, clouds of five-color aura spewed out from the scabbard, entangled with Fu Yang's spiritual power.

"Okay! It really works..." Liang Shiqi's beard was trembling with excitement.

Then he whispered to himself: "This Hidden Immortal Sword Sheath can only be driven by the five-color spiritual power of red pine. The four-color spiritual power is second, and the three-color spiritual power is almost useless."

He thought that his father Liang Junzhuan could still make the scabbard have some reaction, but he was completely powerless!

Now as soon as Fu Yang takes action, they immediately respond to each other and produce all kinds of strange phenomena.

"This feeling... is really amazing."

Fu Yang only felt that the scabbard seemed to be integrated with his body in an instant, and the breath was connected. It was a bit like the Thousand Machines Fury Sword and the Five Elements Gourd, which were familiar magical weapons that he had used for a long time.

boom!!!

The simple scabbard of the Hidden Immortal Sword suddenly burst out with a powerful force. Waves of five-color halos spread in all directions like water waves. With a strong and gentle repulsive force, everything around it was bounced away.

Originally, Huang Xuanzi, Liang Shiqi and Ah Huang were all relatively close to each other, so they wanted to see Fu Yang's performance up close.

Unexpectedly, he was bounced out by this five-color halo, which was ten meters away!

Both Ah Huang and Liang Shiqi are men of extraordinary strength. How could they be easily deflected?! Especially Liang Shiqi, who is so unfathomable that he cannot resist even if he is unprepared - of course, he is not willing to resist the Hidden Immortal Sword either.

sheath.

The Hidden Immortal Sword Sheath was pulled by the five-color spiritual power and flew towards Fu Yang.

Snap!

A soft sound.

Fu Yang stretched out his right hand and firmly caught the sheath of the Hidden Immortal Sword.

He only felt his right arm shake slightly, and at the same time, a soft force entered his mind instantly. The scene in front of him changed, and his entire consciousness seemed to be sucked into a colorful passage, quickly moving towards

Going to an unknown and mysterious place...

boom!

There was an explosion in Fu Yang's mind.

The whole person was slightly absent-minded, and then regained consciousness. When he saw the surrounding scene clearly, he knew that he must have entered a certain past memory again.

In the supernatural world, this method of using magic to preserve images and memories is very common.

In essence, this is no different from some scientific electronic products - such as cameras, video cameras, etc. It is just more realistic and immersive!

"This is... Wong Tai Sin Temple? What era is it from??"

Fu Yang could tell at a glance that he was standing in the large square at the end of the stairs in front of the main entrance of Wong Tai Sin Temple.

There is a huge incense burner made of pig iron in front of it, with three incense sticks thicker than an adult's arm, burning slowly. It exudes waves of refreshing fragrance. If ordinary people smell it, they will feel refreshed.

Refreshing and clear-minded.

Looking around, you can't see any high-rise buildings at all. There are even very few houses where people live. Only a little further away can you see dilapidated small bungalows.

Fu Yang looked down the stairs again and could see many people in strange clothes slowly walking up the high stone stairs. They all exuded fluctuations of supernatural power, and they were obviously supernatural beings.

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Moreover, those people walking at the front were extremely powerful! Fu Yang was even frightened.

There are even a few who are much stronger than him. In a one-on-one fight, Fu Yang thinks he is no match for them! Unless he uses the "death realm", he may still win...

"Father, this time all the powerful supernatural beings in Hong Kong came together with great momentum. Apparently they deliberately targeted our Wong Tai Sin Temple."

A clear voice with a hint of anger sounded from behind.

When Fu Yang turned around, he saw a handsome young man. He was about thirty years old. His eyes were sharp and he looked filled with indignation. He looked familiar?

Beside him, there were two little boys, one on the left and one on the right, holding his legs and looking timidly ahead.

The person this young man was talking to was a middle-aged man wearing a wide robe. His temples were a little gray, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he looked a little weak, just like an ordinary old man.

Behind the four of them, there was a large group of Taoist priests holding various magical weapons in their hands. They should be disciples of Wong Tai Sin Temple.

Fu Yang suddenly understood: This was exactly the scene when Wong Tai Sin Temple was established in Hong Kong and faced the attack of powerful supernatural beings from all over Hong Kong!

That young man in his thirties must be Liang Junzhuan - he had met him once in Longyin Valley in the Purple Mountain Ghost Market, so he seemed familiar when he saw him in his youth.

The two children holding Liang Jun on his lap should be Huang Xuanzi and Liang Shiqi and his brother Liang Shishu.

As for the old man who looked sick...

It’s the legendary Liang Ren’an!!!

Liang Ren'an, the founder of the Wong Tai Sin Temple. First he established the Wong Tai Sin Temple in Dongqiao Mountain, Guangdong. Later, he brought his son to Hong Kong to preach, saved lives and healed the wounded, and recruited many disciples.

He can also be regarded as the founder of the sect. He has left a profound mark in the modern supernatural world and is a well-known and awesome figure.

Fu Yang originally thought that he should be a high-spirited super strong man who could face strong enemies with great momentum.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be an old man with white hair, skinny face, and looking a little sick!

This really surprised Fu Yang.

And more importantly, Fu Yang didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in mana from the legendary boss Liang Ren'an. He must have hidden it and restrained it.

At this time, Fu Yang also saw the "Hidden Immortal Sword Scabbard" in his hand. But now, there seems to be a sword inserted in the Hidden Immortal Sword Scabbard?

"Hmm... didn't Huang Xuanzi say that when the Hidden Immortal Sword's scabbard was discovered, there was no corresponding sword? Then it seems that the one Liang Ren'an is using now should be a magic sword made separately."

Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.

He took a closer look and found that his guess should be correct.

Because the magic sword in Liang Ren'an's hand, judging from the exposed hilt, does not match the momentum and style of the Hidden Immortal Sword Scabbard. I am afraid that it is a magic weapon that Liang Ren'an refined himself, and it is not like this Hidden Immortal Sword Scabbard.

It was passed down from the Red Pine Immortal Huang Chuping.

Fu Yang took a few steps forward and circled around Liang Ren'an to look at it.

After all, I can meet a legendary figure, and it is even more legendary to fight against all the powerful supernatural beings in Hong Kong! It is of course a rare opportunity. (First update)

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