Wang Yuan picked up the jade slip and touched it between his eyebrows, instantly knowing the location of the Yan Qian Sect. The Immortal Yan Qian Sect was not Wang Yuan's character. He was decisive in killing and had no sympathy!
Looking at the five little foxes, Wang Yuan walked over, slowly leaned over, and said softly: "Your brother's revenge will be avenged."
The eyes of the little fox at the head were full of hatred, but when he looked at Wang Yuan, he showed confusion and asked weakly: "Is the senior the protector that the ancestor said?"
"Exactly, but it's too late to be undone, but I promise you that I will make you satisfied." Wang Yuan said to the little fox with a slight guilt.
The little fox sobbed slightly, and turned around to communicate with the other sisters. Soon, the five little foxes stood in front of Wang Yuan, sticking out their little tongues to lick Wang Yuan's palm. This scene made Wang Yuan feel like he had returned to his hometown. In the past, he sighed: "Is this a cycle of cause and effect?"
"Senior, we want to go with you and see that sect destroyed with our own eyes!" said the little fox.
Wang Yuan glanced at the five little foxes, nodded, and then threw out the Poisonous Poisonous Ecstasy, enlarging his body in the air, but not fully using it. Wang Yuan motioned for the five little foxes to come up, and he also stood on the Poisonous Poisonous Ecstasy. On the back of the centipede, I slapped the poisonous poisonous centipede. It immediately understood and roared to the sky before flying high into the sky.
This was the first time Wang Yuan left Ancheng, but he left with murderous intent.
The Yan Qian Sect is located in Ningzhou, and its scale is only a fourth-class sect. Wang Yuan learned from the jade slips of the dead disciples that the strongest leader of the Yan Qian Sect was only the Great Perfection of the Pill Formation, but did he have any ancestors? He didn't know about the old monsters who were at the level of Taishang Elder, that is, the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.
But even so, Wang Yuan was resolute. Sometimes he cared so much that he might as well do it himself.
A long rainbow quickly passed through the sky, and the Poisonous Poisonous Centipede roared happily. It had not come out a few times in decades. The only few times it came out were to help Wang Yuan eliminate some monks who came to identify the magic weapon. Those monks saw Wang Yuan. Yuan had no cultivation and had a keen eye, so he acted selfishly, but he died at the foot of the poisonous centipede.
A towering peak appeared in the field of vision. This mountain is a spiritual mountain, occupied by the Yan Qian sect. The sect is located on the top of the mountain. Under the mist, it is difficult to see the various magical scenes inside. The cranes are flying and crowing. For mortals, this is a holy place in their hearts. The unattainable immortals live here. If you can have some luck and be accepted as a disciple, your life will be different. From now on, you will no longer be depressed, but look down on mortals.
The disciples of the Yan Qian sect hidden in the mountain-protecting formation were practicing. Suddenly, the mountain shook, and bottomless cracks appeared on the ground. The fog protecting the sect dissipated instantly, exposing them to the sun. .
The disciples were all surprised. In disbelief, the tyrannical people in the sect walked out with stern and heavy expressions on their faces, because they felt the coercion permeating the air.
Long Bin stood in the sky above the Yan Qian sect, holding a golden cauldron in his hand. Even this big cauldron exuded overwhelming power. Combined with the aura of the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, the Yan Qian sect's The disciples did not dare to step out for fear of dying under the pressure.
The elders of the Yan Qian Sect looked at each other, somehow offending an old Yuanying monster. Among them, an old man with white hair and a childish face floated into the air, frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Senior, do you know who is coming to our Yan Qian Sect?" He Guiqian, if there is no reason for destroying our sect's formation, I still need an explanation from my senior."
"Explain?" Long Bin snorted and sent the cauldron forward, "Do you know what the cauldron in my hand is?"
When Long Bin asked this question, the old man looked at the big cauldron with some confusion, and casually replied: "It must be a magic weapon."
"Yes, this thing is a magic weapon, and I came here just for my magic weapon. Can you fulfill it?" A smile flashed in Long Bin's eyes.
At this time, the old man pondered slightly, "If this person just wants something from me, then what if I agree to him in order to avoid a big fight."
Then the old man said: "Senior is a master. If our Yan Qian sect can fulfill this small request, we will do our best to help senior."
It would be an unwise choice to be an enemy of an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, but in the old man's mind, he also believed that it was impossible for this old monster in the Nascent Soul stage to be an enemy of an entire sect. What's more, they Yan Qian Pie is not vegetarian either.
Long Bin laughed, but there was a hint of weirdness and ridicule in this smile, "Will you use all your strength? That's good. I remember this sentence, don't regret it!"
The old man frowned, feeling that there was something in this man's words. Just when he was about to defend himself, a golden cauldron flew towards him, making the air buzz and rub against the air, bursting out with various brilliance.
A bright light flashed, followed by thunder and lightning, the cauldron descended in front of the old man, and with the power of the cauldron, he actually tried to hit the old man to death!
The old man didn't have a chance to speak. The attack of an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage could not be faced head-on with his cultivation in the late stage of Dan Formation. Therefore, he retreated crazily and quickly threw an object. It was a red rod. The banners sprinkled divine fire as soon as they appeared, and instantly a curtain of fire blocked the front of the cauldron.
Wang Yuan controlled Long Bin and sneered. He swung the Jiuyi Cauldron into a whirlwind and smashed into the fire curtain. With a "bang" sound, the red flag collapsed into countless segments due to the strong force.
The old man had no time to regret the magic weapon. He fell to the ground at this moment and shouted to the other elders of the sect: "Quickly form a formation and stop him. Don't let him break into the sect, so as not to hurt the disciples!"
"Yes!" The rest of the elders, led by the old man, agreed and quickly took off into the air, forming a Bagua pattern in the air. They began to form seals, and a series of mysterious spells and complex formulas blurted out. Following the words, a formation of spell light was quickly formed. screen.
The old man with white hair and boyish face gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and drew the core of the formation in mid-air. At this moment, his face became haggard, but for the sake of the sect, he had to do this!
The core of the formation is depicted as an elder in the late stage of pill formation, with infinite power. The core then falls within it, and the formation suddenly forms!
Long Bin held the cauldron in the air and didn't take a second look at the formations around him. This formation was not difficult for Wang Yuan, who was well versed in formations, to break it. What really made him noteworthy was that within the Yan Qian sect, Two rays of consciousness have been placed firmly on him, seeming to warn and threaten.
But Wang Yuan sneered, if he can't destroy the small fourth-class sect in an instant, then he is in vain as a reverse cultivator. What should he use to compete with the way of heaven in the future?
To destroy it in an instant, Wang Yuan can do it himself. He can also do it by controlling Long Bin's body, but it takes a lot of trouble.
Wang Yuan swept in the direction of the two spiritual consciousnesses, guessing that they were the leader and the ancestor of the sect. Among them, one spiritual consciousness was weak and approaching the Yuanying stage, and the other spiritual consciousness was already at the Yuanying stage. These four levels The sect has old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage who are in charge, and even among the fourth-level sects, they are still in the middle stage.
Randomly scanning the formation that trapped him, Long Bin's eyes flashed with thin rays of light, turning into black stripes and flying out, disappearing into the air, and the real destination was the core of this formation.
After a while, the core of the formation formed by the old man with gray hair and childish face suddenly shook violently, and flaws began to appear in the formation, and more holes appeared nakedly in his eyes.
"Set up the formation? Then I want you to experience the feeling of being someone else's puppet, which is worse than death!" Long Bin slapped the Jiuyi Cauldron with his big hand, and the rumbling sound spread, and the Jiuyi Cauldron seemed to be filled with power.
, exuding endless black energy and mysterious aura, instantly sweeping through the formation and including it.
An old woman sat cross-legged in the air, closing her eyes tightly and pouring spiritual power into the formation. Suddenly, a black energy appeared around her body. The black energy seemed to be very greedy, and it instantly wrapped the old woman up, and then
The old woman let out a piercing scream and disappeared.
This shrill roar shocked the other elders who were sitting in the formation with their eyes tightly closed, and there were fluctuations in their minds. However, the voice of the old man with white hair and childish face suddenly rang out: "Disperse!"
With an order, the elders all withdrew from the formation, but at this moment, another elder who had no time to escape was taken in by Jiuyi Cauldron.
The consciousness that had been staring at Long Bin fluctuated, and an old voice sounded from everywhere in the Yan Qian sect: "Fellow Taoist, why are you so hard to deal with?"
The black air dissipated, and Long Bin walked out, holding up the cauldron, and sneered: "He promised me that he would do his best to help me. I want the magic weapon in my hand to collect some living dead. I believe you will not break your promise, right?"
"Huh, what nonsense!" A majestic voice came out, and then a middle-aged man with angry eyes appeared next to the old man with gray hair and boyish face. The old man quickly bowed and said: "Master, this person talks nonsense and makes some nonsense.
At his request, he also killed my two elders, Rye Wook and Lian Feng. This matter must not be left alone!"
Long Bin chuckled and said: "Why don't you show up yet? Although the leader of your faction is about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, he is still no match for me."
Listening to Long Bin's words, the disciples of the Yan Qian Sect were worried. Most of the disciples had never seen the old monster Yuanying and were afraid of the old monster Yuanying.
"It seems that this battle is inevitable. I will also come to see the cultivation strength of my fellow Taoist. If I can save my life, I will be very happy!" Along with this voice came flying swords all over the sky, as if coming from the void.
Stab out, like the force of ten thousand swords returning to the clan.
Wang Yuan controlled Long Bin's body, made a secret in his hand, and whispered the word "Luo Mu"!
Countless giant trees appeared out of thin air, each one extremely thick. Under Long Bin's finger, they all collided with the flying swords in the sky. Moreover, a thick giant tree stood in front of Long Bin, capable of both offense and defense.
The rain of swords in the sky emits dazzling light, piercing the space at high speed, forming a shocking sword. However, the giant tree does not have that shocking aura, but only has many magical phenomena such as greatness, power, and destruction.
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