There is a golden gourd hanging on the mountain gate. When practitioners from thousands of miles away see this gourd, they are all frightened. This is the mountain gate of the Golden Gourd Sect.
In a meeting hall at the top.
Whoosh!
A ray of red light flew from a distance and landed in front of the main hall, revealing an old man in a blood-robed robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a scowl on his face as he stepped into the hall.
"Changfeng!" The old man in blood robe shouted angrily as soon as he entered the hall.
"Hey, who provoked our Elder Mu Da?" a sinister voice teased.
The old man in blood robe looked at a young man in white clothes who was approaching, and said in a cold voice: "Li Zui, you'd better not provoke me today."
The young man in white clothes named Li Zui smiled and said: "Whoever dares to provoke you, I will be the first to teach him a lesson."
A cold light flashed in the blood-robed old man's eyes, but he still didn't take action. He said coldly: "Changfeng, you still haven't come out!"
"Elder Mu, here I come." A young man dressed as a scholar walked out of the hall with a smile, raised his hand and said, "Elder Mu is here for your apprentice, right?"
The blood-robed old man's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Since you know, why don't you bring up the image quickly?"
The scholarly young man's smile faded and he said in a deep voice: "If someone provokes me from the Golden Gourd Sect, he is still a mid-stage ghost and immortal, so he must not be leniently spared!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and a jade flew out from his sleeve.
Jane, there is a scroll open above.
Several rays of light and shadow flashed quickly on the scroll, which was the scene of Wu Feng controlling the golden sword dragon to kill the golden gourd young man. As for the previous scene of killing the five people, they did not appear.
"Second Level of the Divine Sword Formation!" Several people in the hall stared at each other intently.
Li Zui murmured: "Look at the fluctuations of true energy. He is only in the middle stage of Ghost Immortal, but he can understand the second level of the Divine Sword Formation. With this understanding, among the inner disciples of my Golden Gourd Sect, he can be regarded as one of the top three geniuses.
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The blood-robed old man's eyes were full of evil, and he said grimly: "It's just the second level of the Divine Sword Formation, how dare you be so arrogant...Huh? This is the Forest of Ten Thousand Souls?"
His expression changed slightly, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "To capture and kill this kid, you don't need Taoism at all." As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and flew away.
After the young scholar watched him go away, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, put away the jade slips, took out five jade slips, handed them to Li Zui, and said: "Elder Li, these are the ones that accompanied Sun Hai when he died.
The jade slips of the other five outer disciples."
Li Zui gave him a meaningful look and said, "Open it and take a look."
The young scholar's face flashed with joy, and he quickly opened the five jade slips, and a few pictures flashed on each jade slip.
After Li Zui finished reading, his expression became solemn. After a moment, he sighed: "Good qualifications, good understanding! Not only can he understand the magic sword formation, but he has also reached the realm of body refining!"
He was silent for a moment, then looked at the young scholar sternly and said, "Changfeng, do you know you are wrong?"
The young scholar was stunned and said, "Do you know you are wrong?"
Li Zuisen said coldly: "This man is so great, how can he not have a famous teacher behind him? If Elder Mu goes to seek revenge, if he offends the master behind this man, wouldn't he offend a powerful enemy for our Golden Gourd Sect?"
The young scholar fell silent, and after a moment, he said coldly: "Elder Li, I didn't expect you to be such a person! I guess I misjudged the person!"
Li Zui stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed and said: "Changfeng, I'm kidding you. If you give me this jade slip, that old ghost Mu will offend someone, and I will take the opportunity to drive him out of my kingdom."
Hupai, when the time comes, I owe you a great debt of gratitude!"
The young scholar's face softened slightly, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Elder Li."
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Looking at the dark soul stone, Wu Feng summoned a golden flying knife. The sharp blade shot out straight. The soul stone was as easy as tofu and was penetrated easily. As the golden knife flew, it quickly carved out a large area of about ten feet.
Soul Stone.
Got rich! Wu Feng was ecstatic in his heart. Such a large soul stone was enough to allow his Yin God to reach the late stage of human immortality.
He immediately opened the storage ring, put the soul stone in, and then without hesitation, turned around and flew upwards.
Although this soul stone is not big compared to the soul stone mountain range, he still has an uneasy feeling in his heart. If his life is lost, no matter how many soul stones he has, it will not work. He is very content to get some by chance.
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Just when he flew about twenty meters away from the sand, a powerful spiritual thought suddenly swept from the sky and crushed him down like a mountain.
"Humph, you crazy boy, you killed my disciple, and you still dare to collect soul stones here!" A majestic old voice sounded, rolling down like thunder, making the sand grains tremble slightly.
If an ordinary ghost immortal is in the late stage, or even in the Great Perfection, he will feel chest tightness and eardrum pain. Wu Feng looked as usual, his eyes flashed, and he murmured: "What should come has finally come, is it an earth immortal this time?"
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He didn't hesitate and immediately dived into the sand.
If it had been elsewhere and an Earth Immortal had taken action, he would have been killed long ago. However, this was a destined place and his spiritual thoughts were suppressed. Even if an Earth Immortal wanted to kill him buried in the sand, it would not be that easy.
"Hmph, escape inside, there's nothing I can do to you?" Above the land of fate, the old man in blood robe was suspended above the sand pit dug by Wu Feng, with a hint of ferocity at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to offer a small black
tower.
The small tower rushed down like a cone and jumped into Wu Feng's sand pit.
When the other ghosts and immortals who were looking for the soul stone around saw the posture of the old man in blood robes, they knew he was from the Golden Gourd Sect, and they were all secretly shocked. Wu Feng only killed a disciple, but he actually sent such a terrifying person!
For a time, many people evacuated one after another for fear of harming Chiyu.
puff!
The small tower shrunk to the size of a finger and jumped extremely quickly in the sand. Wu Feng's face changed slightly. He did not expect that the divine will of the powerful Earth Immortal could be so terrifying, and the treasures he controlled could move at such terrifying speeds in the sand.
He gritted his teeth and quickly ran to the soul stone about fifty meters away.
"I just killed a disciple, but I actually sent a strong Earth Immortal!" Wu Feng felt a little depressed. He thought that the other party would send at most a strong Human Immortal to destroy him, but what happened was an Earth Immortal. This is ridiculous.
Why use a butcher's knife?
Seeing the dark little tower approaching, he knew that this thing could not be resisted by the magic sword array. The treasures used by the powerful earth immortals were at least high-quality spiritual weapons, or even treasures!
His magic sword array was as useless as paper in front of this small tower, so he simply didn't bother to take it out and destroy it.
"Since you want to play, play bigger!" Wu Feng clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the dark soul stone. His inner energy shot out through the soul stone and rushed to the blue-black rock, hitting the trace of life.
The location of the breath.
"If it's really a ferocious wild beast, let's die together!" Wu Feng was so timid that he was ready to risk his life.
puff!
The small black tower shot at the same time, hitting Wu Feng's shoulder, and directly penetrated the shoulder. This was the first time Wu Feng was injured after the third level of the Tianhuang Sutra!
In front of this small tower, his body seemed to be made of mud, fragile and fragile.
Wu Feng endured the severe pain and used spiritual energy to treat his shoulder injury, but what shocked him was that the wound could not heal and continued to bleed.
Wu Feng's face was ugly, and he quickly tapped acupuncture points with his fingers to block several blood vessels near the wound. Otherwise, he would die from bleeding alone.
Seeing the small tower flying through the sand and rushing towards his forehead, Wu Feng reluctantly looked back and saw that the breath of life on the blue-black rock was still motionless.
"Damn it!" If he hadn't resisted the small tower, he would have almost yelled, and he could only use the Taoist technique again - Dragon Waterfall!