Chapter 41: Han Li
The moment when the gray ring collided with the mottled stone stick, there was no roar of the thunder that shook the earth and fire as imagined.
The part that the mottled stone sticks and the gray rings were seen decomposing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it turned into dust.
The huge turtle-headed giant disappeared into this world without having enough time to let out a roar or wail as the magic weapon collapsed.
Without thinking at all, the old man surnamed Fang and the old man surnamed Zhou in the blue mist quickly flew out of the fog, turned into two rays of escape light, and fled towards the direction of the Yuanying of the Demon Alliance.
He ignored all the magic weapons of spirit beasts. When the ancestor Linghu triggered the five dragon shadows, the demons and people already felt something was wrong and approached the area, but they had some concerns after all and did not fly with all their strength.
But they are all Nascent Soul cultivators, and they are absolutely high-level cultivators in this world, and their flight speed is not too slow.
Although the battle just now was full of rabbits and falcons, the time was very short, but for a few miles, they could meet with the demons and others in just a few miles.
Among them, the old man surnamed Fang was wearing a black face and looked extremely ugly.
He knew that with the magical powers shown by the ancestor Linghu, the only one who could save his life was the old demon Hehuan, who was also a late-stage great monk.
Just now, two spirit treasures of the instrument collapsed under the gray ring emitted by the ancestor Linghu, and immediately pushed them into the abyss of despair.
Could it be that the late-stage great monks are really so powerful?
The old man surnamed Fang was running wildly at this moment. Judging from the almost teleportation speed of the gray ring just now, even if he and Junior Brother Zhou fled separately, the possibility of being defeated by each one was extremely high.
Therefore, he and the old man surnamed Zhou were lucky enough to escape together, and they might be able to resist one or two of them when things were about to come.
But when the old man surnamed Fang thought about it carefully, this approach was actually not very reliable.
If both of them died at the hands of the ancestor Linghu, wouldn’t it be meaningless to kill the disciples and disciples on the Lingbeast Mountain with their own hands?
So, I can only be sorry, my senior brother is also for the inheritance of the Lingbeast Mountain lineage!
The old man surnamed Fang was a very decisive person. As soon as this idea appeared, it immediately turned into action.
A white stream of lightning flew out of his cuffs at a speed of lightning and shot towards the old man surnamed Zhou.
"clang!"
With a metallic attack, the old man surnamed Fang, the old man surnamed Zhou, the old man surnamed Linghu, with a smile on his face, and even the demonic people and the fifth sect Yuanying here were stunned for a moment.
It turned out that almost the same time when the old man surnamed Fang made the white streaming light, a black streaming light also flew out from the old man surnamed Zhou's sleeve.
After the two streams of light collided in mid-air, they showed their true form, but they were a small black ring magic weapon and a white rope-shaped magic weapon.
Obviously, the two brothers fought with each other in a normal way, hoping that the other party would stay and attract the attention of the ancestor Linghu and find a glimmer of life for themselves.
The two of them quickly reacted, and before they even had time to curse each other, they took a look, and quickly separated and rushed in two different directions.
The ancestor Linghu would soon come to his senses, driving the gray small ring, leaving the spirit beasts that blocked him, killing the light of the spirit beasts that left him to block him, and then ordered the small ring to fly towards the old man surnamed Fang.
The next moment, the old man surnamed Fang, who had almost seen the light of the demonic Taoist people with his naked eyes, had no time to show his joy, and the fatal "buzzing" sound came from his ears. The next moment, his eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.
But in the eyes of the demons, the gray small ring flashed above the head of the old man surnamed Fang, and then a gray light shot out.
Immediately afterwards, the old man surnamed Fang turned into ashes as the gray light touched his body, and he ended up like the mottled stone stick, and even the Nascent Soul could not escape.
In such a strange and terrifying scene, even the old demon Hehuan was suddenly alert, let alone the other demonic Yuanying.
Therefore, when the old man surnamed Zhou flew towards them with ecstasy on his face, including the great elder of the Yuling Sect, Dongmentu, the demonic Yuanying actually flew backwards.
Finally, in the desperate and resentful eyes of the old man surnamed Zhou, a gray small ring fell on his head...
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In Jingzhou, in a hidden valley pool in Qixuanmen, two teenagers were taking a shower happily with wooden barrels.
I have to say that in this hot summer day, it is indeed a very pleasant and comfortable thing to take a shower in the cool pool.
The two teenagers were taking a shower while saying something. If they were not particularly far away, they could vaguely hear words such as "marrow-pulling pill", "crazy python power", "blinking sword technique".
And where the two teenagers could not see, a handsome young Taoist was staring at them condescendingly.
Next to the young Taoist, an old man carrying a turtle shell stood respectfully on the side, but there were Wan Xuan and Lao Turtle.
After a long time, when the two boys left the pool below, Wan Xuan was still standing quietly on the clouds, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Your Majesty, is there anything special about those two little guys?"
Seeing Wan Xuan silent for a long time, Lao Gui asked in confusion.
He really couldn't understand it. One was a low-level Qi training monk, and the other was a mere mortal.
The only strange thing is that the low-level monk did not have any magic at all, and was ridiculed by mortals as "what he learned is useless."
But in the old turtle's opinion, it was nothing more than that little guy who was lucky and accidentally obtained basic practice techniques, but he did not get the inheritance of magic or other magic.
Is it worthy of my own concern for such a small thing or ant?
Wan Xuan came to his senses, shook his head and said, "There is nothing special. You can give this magic sword and this jade slip to the little monk. Remember, don't let someone discover it."
The old turtle looked at the low-grade magic sword in his hand and the jade slip that recorded the exorcism technique, but he knew it and didn't ask much, and turned around and fled downwards.
As for being discovered?
A joke, if he could be discovered by a group of mortals and a low-level cultivator who could not even have magic, he might as well take off his turtle shell and lie in the alchemy furnace to stew the meat!
On the cloud head, Wan Xuan was in a very complicated mood at this time.
With his current realm, I have long recalled the plots he had watched back.
It is impossible to say that he has not been attracted by the Palm Sky Bottle. After all, even if such a treasure is sold to a chat group mall, it is enough to make a fortune.
But if you want to be moved, it won’t be.
The Heavenly Bottle for him is at most an icing on the cake, not a necessary thing.
The longer he practices the divine path, the more he can understand what "cause and effect reincarnation" is. Everyone in the world has the law of fate, and treasures such as the palm of the heavenly bottle are definitely not something that ordinary people can obtain.
But no matter what, Han Li has little influence on him. The protagonist of the mortal world, the stage where he shows his own light is destined to be in the spiritual world or even the fairy world.
When I see you today, I should just satisfy my curiosity that comes from my previous life.
Chapter completed!