"Now that she has mastered the twelve apostles' skills of Miaoyin Sect, and while my Master and Young Master of Wangqing Valley are not in the valley..."
Before the old woman finished speaking, a woman covered in blood flew from a distance. She tightly covered her right shoulder, but her right arm was missing.
"Mother-in-law! Shuilou..." Before she could finish her words, the woman fainted. After being supported by two women, the old woman waved her staff and a green light enveloped the injured woman.
After a while, the injured woman's intact arm grew back, and all the injuries on her body were healed.
"Fei'er, who led the people to attack Shuilou?"
"Mother-in-law, it was the Master of Miaoyin Sect who brought the twelve apostles here in person. And..." Before the woman could finish her words, she lowered her head and kneaded the fingers of Xinsheng's right hand.
"Who else?" The old woman slammed her staff on the ground and asked loudly.
"The master of the Bamboo Immortal Sect also brought the Five Bamboo Immortals with them..."
"What a Bamboo Immortal Sect! You really think I am easy to bully..." The old woman suddenly became angry, and the staff in her hand changed from green to fiery red.
"Plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, form the formation! Even if all my clansmen in Wangqing Valley die today, I can't live up to the kindness of the young master and insult the young master's prestige. What's more, the valley owner and the young master are still safe."
After the old woman finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Lin Fan. Seeing that Lin Fan was still calm and composed, with an indifferent expression, she seemed to see a familiar figure.
"Young Master, if it is really you, then it must be the destiny of our spiritual clan that is destined to be blessed. I really hope that this old slave's feeling is not wrong..."
"Alas!..." The old woman sighed inwardly for a moment and then let out a sigh.
Lin Fan looked around and found nothing strange. He thought to himself, "Did something happen to the one named Mei Lan Zhu Ju? It's been a while and I haven't seen the formation she mentioned. Otherwise, how could this senior have done it?"
Would you sigh like that?"
"Mother-in-law, it's not good..." Before a woman in green could finish her words, she saw a group of black figures flying quickly from a distance.
"Old lady Sang, you have exhausted all your energy for forgetfulness. Stop making any pointless resistance. If you are willing to inform me of Brother An's original cave, I can still spare your lives today."
The words arrived before anyone else arrived, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of black-robed warriors surrounded Lin Fan and a group of women in green.
As soon as a woman in a dark gold black robe came down from the crowd of black robes, her eyes were fixed on Lin Fan in the crowd, as if she wanted to see through him.
The old woman slammed her staff on the ground and said sternly, "You still don't give up. If the young master is willing to pass on the soul refining technique to you, he won't expel you from the school."
"Your Miaoyin Sect and Wangqing Valley were both founded by the young master. Even if you slaughter me, Wangqing Valley, today, how long can your Miaoyin Sect survive?"
"Hahaha! Don't use him to suppress me. If he was really reincarnated, he would have become famous long ago due to his destiny. How come there is no news yet?"
The figure of the woman in black robe flashed in front of the old woman and grabbed her by the throat.
He said fiercely, "Don't think I don't know what you are waiting for? Maude asked that the brothers and sisters have not come back for thousands of years. You old witch has used a substitute to deceive me for so many years. You will die today whether you tell me or not."
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When Lin Fan heard the other party mentioning Modwen, he immediately became energetic.
He originally thought that if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he would take Lao Jiu and escape, but suddenly he heard that it was about his brother, so he had to take care of it.
But looking at the opponent's strength, the lowest black-robed warrior is in the Celestial Realm, and this Miaoyin is even more in the Divine Realm; and even the Emperor Realm is still sealed, even if he becomes a demon, he may not be able to defeat others.
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Although the demonization is now at the intermediate level, he himself does not know the level and strength of the demonization. If he is instantly killed by someone as soon as he takes action, his death will be too worthless. He still has many things to do.
Not done yet!
He had forced his way through the imperial realm and came to Tianwu just because of his wife. Now that he was doing this before he even heard about her, he suddenly felt a sense of humiliation.
Although the old woman was being choked, her expression remained unchanged. The staff in her hand shook, a circle of red light spread from the staff, and she broke free from Ren Miaoyin's hand.
With a wave of the staff, a circle of green light protected the women in green and Lin Fan, and a circle of red light outside the green light acted like a boundary, blocking Ren Miaoyin and others.
Just when Lin Fan was thinking about whether to rush out and sign with the other party, a white light flashed and they appeared in a water tower.
That's right, it's a water building, a small building made of water.
Women in green clothes covered in blood were lying everywhere in the water tower. Outside the water tower, there was a group of green warriors surrounding the water tower, seemingly waiting for them to come back.
The old woman waved her staff and muttered something. After a while, the lying women in green stood up and quickly came to the old woman's side.
"Plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, start the formation!"
As soon as the old woman finished speaking, she waved her staff with a red light, and a circle of red light blocked the warriors who were rushing towards them outside the water tower.
"Disciples of Wangqing Valley, listen to the order!" A group of women in green knelt on their knees, folded their hands on their chests and looked up at the old woman.
"Today the evil people are attacking. Even if my heartless disciple sheds the last drop of his blood, he must not forget the kindness of the young master. Back then, the young master rescued my spiritual clan from that hell, eliminated the slave marks of my spiritual clan's ancestors, and saved my spiritual clan for generations.
The clan shaped the human form and gave me the dignity of the spirit clan. This feeling will never be forgotten!"
"Blessings from the God of War, rise up... sons and daughters of the Spiritual Tribe, let's fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the staff emitted a golden halo. The women in green clothes were illuminated by the halo, and instantly they were all wearing golden battle armors. Golden battle swords appeared in their hands, and they formed battle formations in the blink of an eye.
When the golden halo shone on Lin Fan, the golden ancestral dragon soul source in his sea of consciousness also resonated.
A golden halo burst out from Lin Fan's body and shone on the golden-armored generals. Dragon-shaped patterns were instantly imprinted on their armors.
When the old woman saw this, she immediately knelt down on her knees and shouted to Lin Fan, "Master! I know that you will not leave us alone..."
"Senior, what are you..."
"Since the young master appeared at the valley pass, the old slave has sensed your aura. Although the young master has forgotten the memory of his previous life in this life, the old slave will not forget it, and we, the spirit clan, will never forget it from generation to generation."
Lin Fan was a little confused by the old woman's words. Why did he become their young master again in a daze?
I thought to myself, "Is the third brother really from here? He has been back before? But the third brother won't call me a young master or an uncle?"
"Senior, my name is Lin Fan. Maybe you made a mistake." Lin Fan waved his hands and explained.
"Senior, Maud asked me what you said before. I think I should know him. Can you guys see if it's him?" Lin Fan took out a piece of purple jade. There were five of his brothers and sisters in the purple jade.
This piece of purple jade was obtained from Yang Zhan's subordinates when he was in Lingwu. When he was bored, Lin Fan accidentally engraved the images of his brothers and sisters into this piece of purple jade.
When the old woman and a group of golden-armored warriors saw the image in the purple jade, they all stared at the person in the image with tears in their eyes.
"Young Master...really Young Master..."
"I didn't expect that this old slave would not only be able to see the young master, but also that he would be able to see the young master again..." The old slave's face was full of innocent tears like a child.
This scene was seen by Ren Miaoyin, who had just arrived. She waved her hand to signal everyone else to stop. She thought to herself, "Is it really him? No wonder my heart beats as soon as I see him..."
At this time, Lin Fan also began to doubt whether he was really the person these people said in his previous life. From his time in Qiyun to his departure from Qiyun, to Yang Zhan, the world's Martial God, he became a self-proclaimed cultivator because of him.
He went to Lingwu to pursue him.
With the scenes that flashed through his mind in an instant, Lin Fan felt that he had to take care of the matter in Wangqing Valley. If it was really the old person from his previous life, then Ren Miaoyin probably wouldn't do anything to him today.
Thinking of the old woman saying that Ren Miaoyin was expelled from the school, she felt a little bad. It was possible that the other party would come to end it with her today.
It's not like fighting. If they really fight, I will definitely not be able to defeat them.
It’s not possible without a fight. The people in Forgetting Valley are members of Modwen’s tribe. You can’t watch your brother’s tribe being destroyed, right?
Lin Fan glanced at Lao Jiu and asked in a low voice, "Lao Jiu, if we start doing it soon, you will kill the little ones, are you sure?"
Lao Jiu shrugged, looked around, and nodded to Lin Fan.
"Then do it!" Lin Fan winked at Lao Jiu.
"Hey! That one named Ren Yiyin, don't you want to find my cave? How about I take you there myself?"
Lin Fan's words were plain, but to those black-robed warriors and those green-robed warriors, they sounded like thousands of arrows piercing their hearts.
Even the menacing Ren Miaoyin suddenly felt something bad. She stretched out her right hand and pointed her sword finger at the center of her eyebrows, then flew forward and pointed at the middle of the eyebrows of an old man in black robe beside her.
Then he pointed out several fingerprints on the black-robed warriors and looked at Lin Fan in the water tower.
"It's really you, Brother An, do you know how much I miss you?"
As soon as Lin Fan remembered it, he simply thought that he was the person in these people's mouth.
"You evil disciple, I originally wanted to teach you the Soul Refining Technique, but you behave badly and are seeking your own death today, so I won't let you go..."
After Lin Fan finished speaking the last word, he used his soul skill again. This time he attacked Ren Miaoyin alone.
Ren Miaoyin sensed something was wrong, but she had already been tricked, and a trace of golden soul power had penetrated into her sea of consciousness.
At the moment of attacking Ren Miaoyin, petals fell one by one.
Lin Fan was overjoyed. Ever since he said goodbye to the girl in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountains, his Dream Breaking Soul Reaching Technique could no longer be used, as if it had been sealed.
But just now he accidentally released the fragrance of Mengxunhua on his own, which gave Lin Fan another way to save his life.
Now the cultivation realm is still in a sealed state, and the barbarian small world cannot enter, otherwise he can still call Bing Ning to take him to escape.
The only martial arts and soul skills that can be used are teleportation, teleportation, ghost attack, etc. Otherwise, they only have the strength that even they can't figure out after being demonized.