In the Lingguan Hall, the golden light was shining, and the underground spiritual official demon-subduing array was operating to the extreme. The huge aura could no longer be concealed, soaring straight into the sky, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy rolled and stirred up a ball.
Amazing momentum.
Liu Zhengwentian, who were sitting cross-legged, and Tan Xuan and the other three had already stood up and looked inside the light shield with flickering eyes.
The souls of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling have reached the last moment of separation. The originally dark black gas is divided into two parts, and you can see clearly without using the divine power of the sky. The two of them are above the waist.
The spiritual body has been completely separated, and only two legs are still stuck together.
After a period of rest and the miraculous effect of the soul-raising fragrance, Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling both looked energetic and full of energy.
However, Xiao Fan's face looked a little pale on the stone platform.
In the past twelve hours, Xiao Fan activates the thunder and lightning power in his body twice in a row. Although the mana consumption is not very serious, the violent aura of Silver Wing Lei Peng, which was originally suppressed, began to move again.
Silver Wing Lei Peng is a natural holy spirit with both wind and thunder attributes. Xiao Fan refined his damaged inner alchemy and mastered the fur of the Thunder Summoning Technique. Generally, the use of the Thunder Summoning Technique will naturally not arouse Lei Peng's tyranny. However, he continued to do his best.
To activate the power of lightning, that is two different things.
Xiao Fan used his righteous spirit and barely suppressed the violent aura that was about to move. He used his divine power to the heavenly eyes and stared at the spiritual bodies of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling.
"Old devil, are you ready?"
True Lord Xuanming looked at Master Weiling opposite him and asked with a smile.
Master Weiling snorted coldly, ignored him, but looked up at Xiao Fan who was floating in the sky, squeezed a smile on his face, and said, "Zhengren Xiao, this last blow is crucial."
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Senior Weiling, do you not believe in the lower part, or do you not believe in Wuji Sect, or do you not believe in Senior Xuan Ming?"
Master Weiling couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Seeing that the last blow was just around the end, the two souls could be separated, and the old demon felt a little uneasy. If Xiao Fan broke the contract and broke his promise and became fat, he would be in trouble. With his current appearance, the souls were
The power was greatly decayed, and if Xiao Fan wanted to deal with him, he would not have any resistance at all.
Zhenjun Xuanming said with some disdain, "Old Devil. What are you afraid of? Could it be that Xuanming is the kind of person who self-destructs his promises? You don't know what the rules and teachings of Wujimen are.
For the monks of the Zhengdao Alliance, they can personally lead the Wuji Sect’s subordinates to cut off the rear. What can you trust with such a character?”
Master Weiling said with a wry smile: "You two misunderstood, I have no doubts."
"Stop talking nonsense, now the time is almost the same. Let's start."
"Okay, then start."
At that moment, the two of them closed their mouths at the same time, circulated their soul power, and began to separate for the final time.
Xiao Fan's face became more and more serious, and the arc between his fingers was flashing faintly, ready to go. He also knew very well that the final separation was the most important. Once the separation failed, the soul power of the two had been consumed a lot, and in a short period of time it was
It is difficult to separate the second time. There is even a high possibility that it will never be separated again.
Time passes by little by little, and the separation of the soul gradually reaches the most critical moment.
At this moment, Wen Tian and Liu Zheng's faces suddenly changed slightly, and then Tan Xuan's eyebrows also raised.
A powerful aura was approaching here from the northeast direction.
Within the light cover, Xiao Fan, who was focusing on the separation of the soul, was also gently tilted his eyebrows. His cultivation was far above Wen Tian and others, despite the cover of the spiritual official demon-subduing array.
, and it was the first time I could sense this powerful aura.
Even Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling sensed it.
Master Weiling was shocked and couldn't help but say, "The situation is wrong. It seems that someone has come... It seems that his breath is not weak..."
With his supernatural powers of the Nascent Soul monk, it is said that the person has a strong aura, which shows that this person is not easy to meet, but he does not know whether he is a friend or an enemy.
Liu Zheng then bowed slightly into the light shield and said loudly: "Master, I will go out and take a look."
True Lord Xuanming said: "The person who comes has a cultivation level above you, be careful and never anger him."
"Disciple can pay attention."
Wen Tian said: "Zhengren Liu, let me go and have a look with you."
"Okay, Senior Brother Lao Wen."
After saying that, the two of them came out of the Lingguan Hall together. Liu Zheng's robe sleeves appeared, and a piece of jade Ruyi appeared. Liu Zheng stood up lightly, and Ruyi slowly flew into the air and used the art of controlling weapons.
Tian smiled slightly, but he didn't see any magic weapon he used. His body was free from wind and floated up. He walked side by side with Liu Zheng, but it was a technique to control the wind.
After Xiao Fan understood the Wind Escape Technique, he taught it to his fellow disciples and disciples in the sect. Although Wen Tian did not refine the inner alchemy of Silver Wing Lei Peng, his understanding of the Wind Escape Technique was naturally not as deep as Xiao Fan, but
Flying in the wind, it couldn't help him.
The two of them had just flew into the air and saw a black shadow shooting towards this side in the northeast, under the night sky, with a very fast escape.
Wen Tian was secretly surprised. Regardless of the rest, the speed of flying alone seemed to be no less than Xiao Fan. Could it be that the person who came was equal to Xiao Fan? If this is true, he would be a strong enemy.
Liu Zheng joins hands, but I am afraid he may not be able to resist the enemy.
Of course, it is not necessarily the enemy that comes.
However, in this Dharma-Ending Age, it is rare for cultivators to be familiar with the cultivation resources of the Middle Earth world. However, with the recovery of the cultivation resources of the Middle Earth, some ancient monks and demons who had been sleeping for many years have awakened one after another. The casting of the spell here is at a critical moment, and the strongest Xiao Fan
They couldn't leave without leaving, so the two of them became particularly nervous.
The black escape light came in an instant, but it was a man in black. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, pressing it low, unable to see his appearance clearly, and two black waist knives were inserted between his waist, one long and one short.
, holding his hands in his chest, a pair of white socks and a pair of wooden clogs, turned out to be dressed as a samurai in Toshima.
The man in black stopped hiding light more than ten feet away when he saw Wen Tian and Liu Zheng. He raised his head slightly. He was a middle-aged man in his fifties. His eyes were cold and a stale aura hit him.
Come on, it makes people very doubt his real age.
Wen Tian and Liu Zheng both poked out their minds, and after scanning them, they were shocked.
This person's aura was actually stronger than Xiao Fan, and he was already at the peak of the middle stage of the Golden Pill. The difference between the two and the East Island warrior was a whole great realm.
In the world of cultivation, such a gap is almost completely impossible to reverse by any treasure.
But at this moment, how could such a powerful East Island practitioner suddenly come to Maoshan?
Did he pass by or came here specifically for Qingxu Temple?
Before Liu Zheng could think about it, he quickly clasped his fists and saluted the monk in black in Dongdao, saying respectfully: "When Liu Zheng is down in Maoshan, how can he ask for his senior's name?"
Wen Tian also clasped his hands and said, "Wen Tian, I have met his senior."
This person looks only fifty years old. But the age of a cultivator must not be judging from his appearance. The peak cultivation level of the Jindan period at the mid-stage Jindan stage, even if his talent is outstanding, under normal circumstances, he will have to practice for at least a hundred years.
.The real age of this black-clothed monk from Dongdao is definitely much older than Wen Tian. Like Xiao Fan, who condensed the golden elixir at the age of thirty and entered the middle stage of the golden elixir in more than a year is a 100% exception.
None of them. If there were no bonuses from Lei Peng's inner alchemy, not taking the blood pill in Meuseburg, and the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine in the Spiritual Medicine Garden, Xiao Fan would have probably already exploded and died, let alone investing in gold.
The realm of elixir is here.
Listening to Wentian claiming to be "Huang Hai Wentian", Liu Zheng was a little stunned and naturally did not bring out his face at all.
Wen Tian did not report the Wuji Sect, which was actually a kind of intuition, which made him sense the hostility of the monks from the East Island. Although Wen Tian had not yet entered the Golden Pill Stage, he realized the first "Heaven and Man" situation.
After a little state of the level, the intuition sensitivity has greatly increased.
The "God of God" matches all over the world, and the perception of danger is not comparable to that of cultivators from other sects.
"I'm Sarutobi Ichao."
The cold eyes of the monk in black flashed across Liu Zheng and Wen Tian's faces and said slowly, the sound was like metal rubbing, making people feel extremely uncomfortable in their ears.
"So it's Senior Sarutobi!"
Liu Zheng did not dare to be negligent, so he clasped his fists and his tone became more respectful.
"Are you the contemporary true lord of the Maoshan School?"
Sarutobi Ichao stared at Liu Zheng with a cold look and asked in a deep voice. It sounded like he was quite familiar with the Maoshan inheritance.
"I dare not. The contemporary Maoshan Zhenjun is my nephew. May I ask Senior Sarutobi..."
"Mr. Nephew? Hehe, your cultivation level is so low. Is the contemporary Maoshan True Lord still your junior? So, has your Maoshan Sect completely declined?"
Before Liu Zheng could finish his words, Sarutobi Ichihara interrupted him without hesitation, his tone was full of disdain.
Liu Zheng couldn't help but feel scared. Hearing this tone, could this person be another thousand-year-old monster who had just awakened? No wonder the old aura came to his face as soon as he approached, and he saw him some time ago in the underground ghost market.
The old demons are the same aura. The most important thing is that this Sarutobi Ichihara seems to be very hostile to the Maoshan Sect.
"Senior, who is an expert from the East Island? What advice do you have when you come to Maoshan?"
Faced with such a powerful master, although the other party was quite contemptuous of the Maoshan Sect in his tone, Liu Zheng had to pretend that he didn't know anything and responded carefully to avoid angering him.
Sarutobi Ichang ignored Liu Zheng's words, turned his head and stared at Wen Tian, and asked coldly: "Are you the successor of Wuji Sect?"
Wen Tian straightened his chest and said loudly: "That's right."
Since everyone asked, Wen Tian naturally had no reason to hide it.
"Yo Xi!"
Ichihara Sarutobi sneered, reached out and pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and with a "boom", a terrifying aura came to his face.