The first thousand two hundred and fifty-one chapters beat Qing Xuanzong
Qingxuan Sect’s residence.
At the door, the warriors who had originally become disciples retreated to 300 meters away, but no one left, but looked up at the Qingxuan Sect.
"Is this the power of immortal magic?"
"I feel that if I go in, I will immediately turn into ashes."
"Is he a magician, too, a master of martial arts in the Dragon Kingdom?"
At this time, the seven soul flags flew to seven directions, and black and gray mist surrounds the flag. The mist sometimes condenses into evil ghosts, revealing a ferocious expression, making a low roar, and sometimes dissipating.
It opened and turned into a cloud of mist, extremely strange and scattered.
The seven soul flags shocked seven directions, and there were thousands of "black silks" connected together, creating an interaction in the dark, surrounding the entire Qingxuan Sect.
"I don't believe it anymore..."
A disciple of Qingxuan Sect snorted coldly, with a sword under his feet, instantly rushing through the air, carrying a white airflow on his body, suddenly rushing towards the "wall" surrounded by the seven-faced Horcrux, and pinching it in his hand.
The magic trick, a ball of extremely hot high temperature stormed out, sweeping like a dragon rushing like a black fog.
But in an instant, the extremely hot flame was suddenly covered with black mist and disappeared. The moment the disciple rushed into the black mist, he seemed to be entangled by countless evil ghosts, making a shrill scream, and his whole body changed.
It was as dry as a tree trunk and fell to the ground.
"Senior Brother..."
"Junior brother..."
When many disciples of Qingxuan Sect saw this scene, they were frightened and screamed.
That disciple is a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and among many disciples, he also has good talents and can reach a medium position. However, he died without even breaking through the black fog. It's so terrifying!
Zhuo Bufan looked at this scene quietly, with no sadness or joy on his face.
Since you have chosen the path of cultivation, then remember that this path is not smooth, it is full of rugged, uneven, and endless dangers.
If he did not have super strength, Qingxuan Sect would never have a better ending when he captured his family.
Fighting, the strong survive, the weak eliminate, and the natural choice of things. This is the way to survive.
"You dare to trap and kill my Qingxuan Sect disciple..." A white-haired elder was so angry that his eyes were like flames burning, staring at Zhuo Bufan tightly.
Zhuo Bufan said lightly: "I am here to find Master Qingxuan, it has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, stay here honestly."
After hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the other disciples' faces changed slightly. Qingxuan Sect was suppressed by one person without temper. This was something they had never thought of.
"Kill this son and make me famous for the Qingxuan Sect!" The two elders looked at each other, and then two balls of brilliance burst out from their eyes.
The two immediately controlled two flying swords and shot towards Zhuo Bufan. These two flying swords were both top treasures, only one step away from the spiritual weapon, and for hundreds of years they had been nourished by the two of them.
He has already understood spirituality, and even ordinary first-grade magic weapons cannot keep up with the power of these two swords.
The two swords turned into two agile fish, one silver and the other golden, circling and converging together, forming a hurricane, and two intersecting gold and silver storms were brought behind them, vaguely induced some power between heaven and earth.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were cold. These two people were of average qualifications and had to reach the innate realm by relying on hard practice. They just had just seen through the threshold of the innate realm. The strength of a single-wheeled single person was even weaker than Fang Tangjing.
At this moment, two swords that intersected were shot towards Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan quickly pinched out a magic trick. A golden shield with a diameter of one meter appeared on his left arm, and his whole body emitted a golden ray of light, with a faint French text on it.
It condenses, exudes a mysterious smell.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Two flying swords rotated at super high speed and hit the golden "shield" quickly, making a violent impact sound. Then several sword energy carried by the sword also hit it, making a series of sounds.
Zhuo Bufan's body was immediately knocked back a hundred meters away, and the two swords were still fighting fiercely with the shield.
The two elders were stunned for a moment, and immediately activated their magic power, and the power on the two swords suddenly increased.
But he could never break the shield and hurt Zhuo Bufan.
Both of them were innate realms. When they used their natal magic weapons, they were so easily seen by Zhuo Bufan. Their faces were extremely ugly.
"If only this is the only ability, then I'm not polite." Zhuo Bufan's mouth raised a strange arc and stretched out his free right hand. Two hot orange flames condensed into the center of his palm and threw them out.
Suddenly, two extremely hot fireballs instantly cut through the air and smashed at the two elders.
"careful."
The two of them immediately used magic in their hands, emitting two golden lights to hit the fireball. Suddenly, two fireballs exploded in mid-air, bursting out brilliant Mars and sprinkling.
While the two elders condensed the magic, their control of the two flying swords was naturally weakened a little. Zhuo Bufan pushed his left arm and the condensed golden light shield instantly hit the two swords, hitting the two swords as if they were.
Ejaculated backwards.
clang clang!
The two swords flew backwards for hundreds of meters and inserted into a piece of bluestone standing at the entrance of the main hall. The sword body was completely infiltrated, and the hilt trembled violently like a bee wing vibrating.
"Puff!"
The two elders avoided the fireball, their faces turned pale, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of their mouths.
The two swords were the natal magic weapons of their own, and they had almost any connection with their bodies. The damage to the sword was equivalent to the injury of the two.
"Zhuo Bufan, you dare to come to my Qingxuan Sect. I will kill you today and crush you to ashes."
At this moment, a loud thunderous voice spread throughout the Qingxuan Sect.
Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly and looked up.
Seeing a blue sky, a ray of light rushed towards Qingxuan Sect like a floating shadow.
As for the soul flags that trapped Qingxuan Sect, they immediately extended black things that looked like tentacles, growing wildly, forming a net of heaven and earth, and lingering towards the floating light.
"Get out of here."
With a loud shout, the blue light strangled, shaving all the "black tentacles" into ashes.
In an instant, the figure appeared above Qingxuan Sect. It was an old man with long silver hair and a tall crown and wide belt. His eyes were like lightning, staring at Zhuo Bufan.
"Are you the leader of Qingxuan?"
Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a flash of light from the slit of his eyes.
"I originally planned that if you don't come out these days, I will go to the Zhuo family and slaughter your tribe members. I didn't expect you to even dare to attack my Qingxuan Sect?" The leader of Qingxuan Sect snorted coldly.
"You deserve to die for threatening my family."
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his right hand and pulled out a heavy blue sword about the width of the door panel from his spine, and his powerful aura burst out instantly.
"It turns out that I have entered the innate realm!"
The corners of the Qingxuan Sect Master twitched slightly, stretched out his palms and slowly wiped the void. A clear light appeared in the middle. Immediately, a simple and unpretentious green bamboo sword appeared in the air, revealing a mysterious charm. (Unfinished to finish it).