016 rescue

Such a huge sect, for some reason, suddenly destroyed. Tens of thousands of disciples in the sect turned into unjust souls overnight, staying in this ruins, and not dispersed for a long time!

People die like a lamp extinguishing. After those immortal cultivators die, they are full of resentment and cannot ascend to heaven, and they cannot fall into reincarnation. They can only wander aimlessly here for tens of thousands of years, forever.

Although they have lost their bodies and their energy, they still retain their strength of the past three or four in their lifetime with the unyielding will possessed by the unyielding souls, which is not to be underestimated!

For Huo Qing and the other two, there is no danger in these unjust souls acting alone, but hundreds of unjust souls rushed over and tear them all apart in an instant!

From a distance, countless black air was lingering in their bodies, and figures between virtual and real were wandering in the ruins, as if they were alert. Even if they died, they still had to protect their sects and their homes!

"The action should be light and the action should be fast. Don't alarm all the wronged souls, otherwise we will definitely die!" Huo Qing looked like the leader of the five-man team, gestured to the other four people and whispered.

The four of them understood it. They were all immortal cultivators in the early stage of the Condensation. They all sacrificed their own flying swords. The woman named Zhang Ling raised her hand and threw a light blue spell at the closest to her. Then she murmured in a low voice.

The talisman floated to the head of the soul, exploded silently, turning into a huge water ball, wrapping the entire soul. Then Zhang Ling hooked his fingers, and the water ball kept changing to the size of a fist, flying back towards her.

After grabbing the water ball, Zhang Ling smiled slightly and said, "It's done! I've grabbed one!"

"Hehe, junior sister, you are using the water prison talisman seal more and more skillfully. Look at me!" A chubby monk smiled and waved his hand, and a hemp rope flew out, hovered in the air, turned into a black snake, and swallowed an unjust soul into his stomach in one mouthful!

Then the black shape flew back to the fat monk's hand as it turned back to the hemp rope, and a trace of a black figure appeared on the hemp rope, as if it was still struggling.

"The upper level ghost rope of the ordinary grade is really useful. I am a little envious of your magic weapon!" A thin monkey blinked his eyes a few times, then jumped up suddenly, and moved his hands together, popping out thirteen fingers at a wronged soul.

Suddenly, thirteen bright spots flashed slightly white light appeared throughout the body of the wronged soul. As the thin monk's finger movements, he actually raised his hand and stepped forward.

"Puppet Technique!" The thin monk became proud.

"No, you can't use this kind of spell!" Huo Qing suddenly said anxiously.

Before he finished speaking, the wronged soul suddenly roared, and a whistle that suppressed his mind suddenly echoed on the ruins.

It seemed that he had sensed the call of this wronged soul. Hundreds of wronged souls appeared around at the same time and made a terrifying scream at the same time!

For a moment, ghost howls burst into flames and cold winds rippled!

"It's over, I've attracted all the other unjust souls!" Huo Qing said angrily with his face.

"Ah, what should I do?" The thin monk was also stunned. He didn't expect that he would cause such a big trouble. Seeing countless wronged souls with ferocious faces gathered towards the five people like a ferocious spirit, his legs trembled without competing.

"Fight! Let's fight! Let's fight out a way out!" Huo Qing gritted his teeth, shook his wrist, and suddenly a long sword like jade appeared in his palm, emitting a luster and making a 'buzzing' sound!

"Qingyu Sword, break the enemy!" Huo Qing shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand flew out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, like a living thing, instantly tearing the bodies of the three unjust souls apart!

The other four people did not dare to neglect and quickly used their killer moves. For a moment, the flying swords and magic weapons flew all over the sky, and various magics burst out, fighting with hundreds of unjust souls.

"I...I can't die here!" The thin monk's eyes turned red, pulled out a shiny steel gun, rushed into the group of evil souls, and kept waving it, he threw out mortal talismans of different colors from time to time.

But just as he smashed a ghost soul with a shot, two ghost souls rushed from behind him, and the ghost claws surrounded by black air quickly penetrated his chest!

Blood gushed, and the thin monk stared at him in disbelief, and his body slowly fell down. At the same time, other unjust souls rushed forward, and the sound of tearing the flesh was endless. The flesh and blood flew across the board, and the thin monk was completely dismembered and turned into minced meat on the ground!

"Junior Brother Liu!" Huo Qing shouted in grief and anger. The other three couldn't bear to look at it, but they all felt a little despair in their hearts. The rabbit died and the fox was sad, as if the next person who ended up like that would be himself!

"Ah! No! I don't want to die! Save me!" Immediately afterwards, another monk's defense was broken, and he watched his arms be torn off, and he began to wail wildly.

But before his wailing sound had dissipated, his head soared into the air, mixed with a cloud of blood mist, and his eyes were wide open and his body separated!

However, the number of unjust souls surrounding him was increasing, which forced Huo Qing and the other two to stand back to back together.

Their bodies were covered with scars, and they obviously couldn't hold on for too long.

"It seems that we are really going to die here! Junior Brother Guo, Junior Sister Zhang Ling, goodbye!" A bloody flower splashed on Huo Qing's shoulder. He was panting like a cow. There was not much energy left in his body. The green jade knife also dimmed and could not continue to control the envoy, so he could only grab it in his hand and chop it.

At this moment, a fire dragon suddenly hit the sky and smashed into the group of wronged souls. In an instant, countless wronged souls turned into countless black smoke and drifted away!

Immediately after a burning fire circle protected Huo Qing and the other two. Countless unjust souls were discouraged and did not dare to move forward.

"Who Master Fang helped us?" Huo Qing was immediately delighted when he saw it.

"I didn't expect to run away in time and meet an old friend!" A lazy voice sounded, and then Xiao Fan's figure appeared not far away, holding several earth-grade talismans in his hand.

"Roar, it's so damn. Why did such a big Wuxie Palace look like this? I originally planned to let you get in, but now it's a dead land!" Malaria roared unhappily.

"I dare to ask who is my fellow Taoist? We are disciples of the Qingyang Palace. Thank you for helping me!" Due to the blockage of flames, Huo Qing could not see Xiao Fan's face clearly, so he had to hold his fists respectfully and said.

"Brother Huo Qing, you haven't seen each other for four years, and you are not dead!" Xiao Fan raised his hand and several more ground-grade talismans came out of his hand, instantly turning into various powerful attacks, constantly dispersing the crazy unjust souls around him.

The power of the earth-grade talisman is very powerful, and each one is like a blow by a elixir of transformation and pills. These unjust souls who had not had a high level of cultivation during their lifetime are even more difficult to resist at this time.

"Who is this person? There are so many precious earth-grade talismans? And... it seems that they recognize me?" Huo Qing was shocked when he heard this. Seeing the wronged souls dispersed, revealing a passage, he hurriedly led the two monks out.

Xiao Fan quickly threw out three more "talismans", turned into three stone-like armors and added them to Huo Qing and others, protecting the three of them and fled from the ruins.

Halfway up the mountain of Tianyu Mountain, Huo Qing and the other two sat in the bushes panting and resting, while dealing with countless wounds of their bodies.

Xiao Fan stood aside with his hands on his back, with a faint smile on his face.

"It turned out to be you, little brother. I really didn't expect that you saved us at the critical moment!" Huo Qing also recognized Xiao Fan and said with great emotion.

"I finally know why Brother Huo Qing was so confident that day, and was not afraid of the punishment of beheading. It turned out that there was an immortal cultivation sect behind you, and you would be resurrected and enter the path of immortal cultivation!" Xiao Fan nodded and smiled.

"When I was raised by the senior brother of Qingyang Sect that day, I found that your body disappeared with no trace of it, little brother. It turns out that you have other luck. Today, I owe you a life for you!" Huo Qing clasped his fists and said.

"It is also fate that we can meet here. Brother Huo Qing doesn't have to be too polite!" Xiao Fan waved his hand and said.

"Little woman Zhang Ling has seen fellow Taoist, thank you for helping you!" Zhang Ling also recovered and stood up and bowed.

"I am grateful to fellow Taoist for his righteous actions. I will not thank you for your kindness. I will repay you again in the future!" The fat monk also worshiped.

"You two don't have to be polite, it's just a little effort!" Xiao Fan had always been Yan Hong's servant before, and had never been treated politely. He wanted to see it right away, but now he is a little uncomfortable.

"If there is nowhere, this time, fellow Taoists are generous and spend several precious earth-grade talismans to save us. In the future, we will return it twice!" Xu Tao quickly shook his fat head and said.

"There's no need. This is also a coincidence. It's not a pity to use it to save people!" Xiao Fan said generously.

Afterwards, Xu Tao and Zhang Ling were seriously injured and began to take out the crystal stones to adjust their breathing, while Huo Qing pulled Xiao Fan to chat.

Xiao Fan just briefly said about his situation. After the court that day, a passing senior rescued him. Then he got several ground-quality talismans from the senior and began to travel around.

As for which senior it is, it doesn’t matter at all. There are countless immortal cultivators in the world, and many hermits are emerging one after another. Even if one is fabricated at will, no one will find out what it is.

"So, Brother Xiao has no sect?" Huo Qing raised his eyebrows.

"That is, the senior master who saved me has no interest in taking disciples. During the trip, I happened to pass here and saved you." Xiao Fan said without hesitation and sighed.

"I learned from my own knowledge without a teacher, and I have reached the late stage of gathering Qi. Why not introduce me to me and join my Qingyang Sect?" Huo Qing suggested.

"Qingyang Sect?" Xiao Fan frowned.

Four years ago in the Requiem Valley, the righteous monks surrounded and suppressed the old monsters of the Ming Dynasty. Among them, there were many disciples of the Qingyang Sect. Even the Qingyang Sect’s ancestor, the Qingyang Sect, came with clones. Naturally, many people have seen him. If they are recognized, there will inevitably be some trouble...
Chapter completed!