After saying this, Wei Xuefeng released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the bodies of the three people in front of him.
Lin Xuan and the two women naturally did not hide anything. They came here today just to repay an eye with an eye. No matter it is the thief Bald of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect or the immortal cultivator of the Wei family, they will not let anyone go. They have to hide their cultivation.
It becomes meaningless.
As a result, Wei Xuefeng's expression suddenly became very exciting.
I was dripping with cold sweat, afraid that I would see it wrong and release my consciousness again.
The girl on the right wearing an egg yolk skirt is in the early stage of Ning Dan. This is enough to make him afraid, but just that, it is nothing. Although Ning Dan is a high-level immortal cultivator, she should not dare to hurt Wei Wei himself.
A disciple of the family.
But the last two...
I can't see the depth of the other party at all, and the spiritual scan is useless, so there is only one possibility.
The remaining two men and women are old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if there is a big tree like Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, the gap between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage is still too far. Wei Xuefeng couldn't help but turn pale with shock. The madness on his face disappeared at all, and he stammered: "Three of you.
Senior, please forgive me. I, junior, are blind. You adults don’t care about the faults of small people. I wonder what the three of you do when you come to Hongyun Valley. Is there any place where I need my service..."
Before he could finish his words, a sudden exclamation reached his ears. Wei Xuefeng was stunned and turned around in surprise. He saw his companion, whose face was full of fear, and he wanted to speak.
"Cousin, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Xuemei had no time to answer, so she stretched out her hand, patted her waist, took out a yellow talisman, and stuck it on the surface of her body.
With a flash of inspiration, he burrowed into the soil beneath his feet.
"Escape Talisman, do you think you can escape like this?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wu Yun'er's mouth. She also knew that neither the master nor the uncle would take action against a young monk of this level.
Wu Yun'er opened his sandalwood mouth, and a golden light spewed out. It flashed in the wind and turned into a golden thunder and lightning, which spread fiercely on the ground several feet away.
"Ah!" A scream came to You'er's ears, and the whole land was scorched to death. The woman was just an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. Naturally, she couldn't withstand Wu Yun'er's blow. After the scream, her body and soul were all destroyed.
Turned into nothingness.
Although that girl is usually very well-behaved, she is unambiguous when it comes to killing people. The world of immortality is inherently cruel, and those who are soft-hearted will long ago return to the underworld.
"You...you are the two women who escaped from Biyun Mountain." The sound of teeth chattering reached his ears, and Wei Xuefeng finally understood why his cousin ran away with a change of expression.
It's a pity that he took the first step on the road to hell.
How to do it?
If you escape, you will undoubtedly die. He knelt down with a plop: "Two immortal ladies, I am just an insignificant ordinary monk in the Wei family. Please, don't kill me..."
"Humph, ordinary monks are always cultivators of immortality. How did you do it when the main altar was breached? Even the mortal women and children of the Wu family were not spared, and now you want to use clever words to me." Wu Yun'er said at the corner of his mouth.
There was a trace of sarcasm, blood debt must be paid with blood, do you think that if you kowtow a few times and shed tears, you will become soft-hearted?
too naive!
She raised her jade hand and saw that begging for mercy was in vain. Wei Xuefeng's eyes flashed with a crazy light. As the saying goes, a dog will jump over the wall when it is anxious. He is an immortal cultivator, although he also knows that the hope of escape is extremely slim.
But you have to give it a try.
He first slapped the back of his head, then released a red spiritual weapon flying sword from his mouth, slashing fiercely in front of Wu Yun'er. Then he turned around, turned into a startling rainbow, and quickly threw it into the valley.
Not to mention, the speed is quite fast. It seems that when people are in desperate situations, their potential will naturally be stimulated. This applies to ordinary mortals as well as to immortal cultivators.
Wei Xuefeng only had one idea: to enter the valley, where there was a protective formation. If he could stop it a little, he might have hope of escaping.
It's a good idea, but it's a waste.
This girl, Yun'er, made Lin Xuan almost consider accepting a disciple. Her qualifications and magical powers were naturally good. If a mere Foundation-building monk escaped from her eyes, Lin Xuan would probably jump into a river because of his poor vision.
Of course, this is impossible.
A faint smile appeared on Wu Yuner's face, Yun Danfengqing waved his hand, and a flying sword swam out from his sleeve.
It's no longer than a foot long and as thin as a cicada's wing.
From Lin Xuan's point of view, although it is not a great treasure, for a monk in the Dan Condensation stage, it is already a rare treasure.
Although Wu Yun'er studied under Ouyang Qinxin, don't forget that she was also born in a family of cultivators. In other words, she was an art teacher.
To deal with a foundation-building immortal cultivator, there is no need to use the sonic technique.
The cicada-winged sword turned into a startling rainbow, and flew behind Wei Xuefeng in almost the blink of an eye. Seeing that this Wei family disciple was about to be separated from his body, a purple glow came first, and a "zheng" sound was heard.
After hearing it, the cicada-winged sword flew out.
Wu Yun'er's figure swayed, while Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. It was interesting that he had alerted the high-level monks so quickly.
"Which fellow Taoist is here, why did you slaughter my disciples of the Wei family for no reason?" A loud shout came to my ears, but it was accompanied by seven startling rainbows.
There are monks and laymen, both immortal cultivators from the Wei family and thief bald men from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. The leader is an old man in his fifties who is a cultivator in the late stage of Condensation Pill. No wonder he can take advantage of Wu Yun'er in one fight.
Advantage.
"Fourth uncle, hurry up. They are the two remnants who escaped from Biyun Mountain. Quickly inform the eminent monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. Only they can defeat the old monsters at the Nascent Soul stage at the same level." Wei Xuefeng escaped from the sword and felt in his heart.
It flopped back into the chest, and he spoke with a changed expression.
"The remnants of Biyun Mountain?" The fifty-year-old monk was stunned and couldn't help showing a look of fear: "Could it be Ouyang Qinxin? It's impossible. She was poisoned by the spider poison. She should be alive now even if she's not dead.
I can’t move, how can I still come back here?”
However, after saying this, their momentum became timid. Although Biyun Mountain suffered a huge defeat in the battle not long ago, Ouyang Qinxin left a deep impression on them. His terrifying sound wave skills, no matter single or group.
The attack was so powerful that it even defeated an uncle from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. If it weren't for the mysterious spell that Master Kongye had refined with the poison of the Sky Spider, more of the disciples under this woman would have been injured.
She was poisoned by the Sky Spider, but she still managed to escape. From this alone, we can see that this woman's magical power is indeed extremely mysterious.
So he said unbelieving words, but this guy didn't even think about it, turned around and started running away.
The others were similar. Regardless of whether Ouyang Qin recovered from the poisonous wound in her heart, a mere monk in the Dan Condensation stage would never be able to defeat her.
"Qin Xin, I didn't expect you to be so famous."
Lin Xuan turned his head and spoke teasingly. Ouyang Qinxin's face turned red and she couldn't help but glared at Lin Xuan. This bad guy had advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage and was still laughing at himself like this.
The beauty was a little angry, but Lin Xuan didn't come here to flirt. With a flick of his sleeves, dozens of sword energy flew out. They swelled in the wind, and in an instant they were more than ten feet long, like a violent storm, like the other party.
Stab away.
Not to mention a few monks at the Dan Condensation stage, even those at the Nascent Soul stage would not be easy to take Lin Xuan's casual attack. Of course, this refers to the early stage.
The screams reached the ears, several unlucky ghosts all fell, and even the soul was crushed into powder by the sword light.
There is only one exception, that is, the old man in his fifties, but it is not because of his outstanding magical powers, but because of Lin Xuan's mercy.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Lin Xuan is also very interested in why the bald donkey of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has stayed here.
With a flick of the finger, another ray of light flew out, and after a short circle, it turned into a big blue hand, grabbing the old man in his palm.
This person was so frightened that he burst into tears. His whole body was filled with auras, and he tried to break free. Unfortunately, it was in vain. With Lin Xuan's current magical power, not to mention an immortal cultivator in the late stage of condensation, even an old monster in the early stage of Nascent Soul, once he was beaten by bare hands
If you catch it, all the mana in your body will be imprisoned, making you unable to move at all.
Lin Xuan then closed his eyes and began to use the soul-searching technique on him.
After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and robe, and a fire bomb flew out, turning the old man into gray smoke.
"Uncle, what did you find?" Wu Yun'er said anxiously.
However, Lin Xuan did not answer the girl, but turned his head to the left: "Qin Xin, I want to ask you a question."
"Brother Lin, please tell me, you don't need to be so polite with me."
"I remember Yun'er said that the ruins of ancient monks were discovered in Biyun Mountain. After successfully hunting for the treasure, I met a disciple of the Wei family on the way back. You and fellow Taoist Taixu are two Nascent Soul cultivators, but Wei
There is only one monk of the same level in the family. Logically speaking, the strength is very clear, but the other party still wants to steal the treasure regardless of life and death. This thing makes me puzzled. What treasure is it that makes the ancestor of the Wei family so violent?
*, and even alerted the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect in the end. On the surface, they wanted to avenge the lay disciples, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that they were just after the treasure." Lin Xuan said slowly, with a look of curiosity on his face.
"this……"
"Why, there is something unspeakable, or is it inconvenient to tell Lin?"
"Of course not." Hearing what Lin Xuan said, a trace of anxiety flashed across Ouyang's face: "Brother Lin, don't get me wrong, why would I want to hide it from you? What kind of treasure is it?
I am also confused and have no idea."
"You don't know either?" Of course Lin Xuan believes that Ouyang will not lie to him, but this matter is a bit strange. You must know that there are only three Supreme Elders in the Nascent Soul stage in Biyun Mountain. In other words, Qin
Xin is already the highest-ranking figure in the sect, how could she not be aware of it?
"It's true." A wry smile appeared on Ouyang Qinxin's pretty face: "Senior Brother Taixu got the treasure map accidentally. Later, we searched according to the map and found the ruins of the ancient monks, but it was empty.