The "Yang Sha Xue Yin" magic skill was really powerful. Zhang Hupan in the sea of blood suddenly felt as if he was trapped in the Shura hell. There was blood everywhere, and the souls of innocent people were everywhere. Countless ghosts came towards him. It was as thick as blood.
Ordinary liquids kept corroding Zhang Hupan's clothes. Fortunately, under the protection of the colorful fairy armor, this highly corrosive mucus could not cause any harm to Zhang Hupan's body. However, this was only temporary, and the mucus was not stopping.
Swallowing the light of the seven-colored immortal armor, the light of the seven-colored immortal armor slowly dimmed. Maybe it won't be long before even this last protective magic weapon will disintegrate. Zhang Hupan sighed helplessly. It seemed that he was really going to die here.
With no other choice, Zhang Hupan began to calmly release the Nascent Soul from his body. However, this action caused him to vomit blood again, but his eyes became firmer. Zhang Hupan is not someone who gives up easily. Even if he is going to die, he will inflict heavy damage on his opponent.
The enemy must pay a heavy price. The extremely precious Nascent Soul in a cultivator's body is precisely the last fatal weapon in Zhang Hupan's eyes at this time.
In the world of cultivation, some defeated and captured cultivators often resort to self-destruction in order to avoid suffering greater humiliation, destroying themselves and severely injuring their enemies. Zhang Hupan is a master in the Nascent Soul stage, and the power of self-destruction cannot be underestimated.
Of course, with Ling Daozi's absolute advantage now, he could kill Zhang Hupan before he blew himself up. However, Ling Daozi's thoughts were far beyond simply killing Zhang Hupan. What he wanted to do most was to slowly torture Zhang Hupan, to the point where
The purpose of destroying Zhang Hupan's physical body and capturing his Nascent Soul at the same time. This is also the reason why Ling Daozi still does not get close to Zhang Hupan easily when he suffered such heavy injuries, and uses the blood sea siege technique. What he is afraid of is Zhang Hupan.
Lakeside made a desperate move and fought back desperately.
Generally speaking, after the Nascent Soul in the body is forced to leave the body due to unavoidable reasons, it is easy to be controlled by others, and it will never have any power to fight back. But Zhang Sanfeng, a talented man, unexpectedly found a new way.
, creating a killer move called "Nascent Soul Explosive Flame". This move allows the Nascent Soul to still unleash extremely powerful explosions after leaving the body.
Ling Daozi considered himself extremely shrewd, especially the Blood Soul Pearl, which was refined from the blood of thousands of boys and girls, could see everything. After seeing Zhang Hupan release the Nascent Soul from his body, Ling Daozi
He immediately realized Zhang Hupan's intention, "Hey, the old Taoist was afraid that you would explode and destroy the Yuanying. I didn't expect that this kid would actually want to escape from the Yuanying. He wanted to escape, but there was no way. The old Taoist's blood flag is young
A powerful main soul, Nascent Soul, what a good thing." Ling Daozi was secretly happy, with a greedy look in his eyes, and his bloody hand suddenly swelled, and he stretched out into the blood mist. But, he thought wrong!
"Ha! Ha!" Ling Daozi grabbed Zhang Hupan's Nascent Soul and laughed proudly, "Boy, I want your soul to suffer the torture of purgatory day and night!" However, as soon as he finished speaking, Ling Daozi immediately felt that something had changed.
, the Nascent Soul in his hand turned out to be like a dead thing, without feeling a trace of temperature or soul fluctuation.
In the midst of doubts, suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded, "Haha, the devil will die!", and the Nascent Soul, which was originally like a dead thing, suddenly flashed with golden light.
"Boy, you..." Before Ling Daozi finished what he said, the Nascent Soul in his hand suddenly exploded, causing the mountains to collapse and the ground to crack. Even Ling Daozi's strong body during the distraction period could not withstand such a powerful explosion, and he was instantly
The explosion caused blood and flesh to fly everywhere. Nascent Soul, who barely escaped, was also severely injured. He stumbled and did not dare to stop for a while, so he quickly fled the scene. Guizhou is a place where monsters are rampant. If they were allowed to see Ling Daozi, who was so high-ranking,
Nascent Soul will definitely eat it quickly.
The powerful explosive force continued, and the surrounding rocks and trees were swept away as if they were destroyed. Zhang Hupan was already extremely weak, and the protective power of the Colorful Immortal Armor was also gradually weakening. After the Nascent Soul exploded, the Colorful Immortal Armor finally released its final
A burst of light tried its best to protect Zhang Hupan. Without the protection of the colorful immortal armor, Zhang Hupan's life was in danger. Just as Zhang Hupan closed his eyes and prepared to face death, suddenly, Yasaka Qiong hung on his neck.
Quyu actually released a burst of violent light in an instant, covering Zhang Hupan in the light. The power of the Nascent Soul explosion collided violently with the light emitted by Yasaka Qiong Quyu, and the sound became even more intense. Poor Zhang Hupan had already fainted.
He died and flew away from his place in the violent impact and disappeared without a trace.
Finally, everything returned to silence, but the place where the explosion occurred was full of devastation. The explosion suddenly created a huge hole on the mountaintop that was originally lined with rocks, and almost half of the surrounding small peaks were cut off.
White tigers, cranes, charming foxes, dead leaves... A group of Wudang disciples and monster beasts who came over were stunned by what they saw. A trace of familiar spiritual power was still lingering here, but the ancestor no longer knew it.
The dead trees, dead leaves and other Wudang disciples really couldn’t imagine what happened here, but the white tiger who was already in the state of spiritual cultivation saw this scene, how could he not know what happened? Huge tears fell from the eyes of the king of the forest.
His eyes were filled with tears, and uncontrollable anger and sadness filled his heart.
Suddenly, there was a flash of white light, and the white tiger disappeared from everyone's sight. "Master!!" The tiger roared sadly, spreading thousands of miles, and its powerful momentum soared into the sky. It attracted the foxes and beast monsters who were not sure what was going on, and were frightened.
Got to tremble.
Everyone rushed towards the place where the tiger roared, and saw a big man transformed from a white tiger, holding a purple flame sword in both hands, kneeling on the ground, looking up to the sky and roaring, tears pouring out like water columns.
An extreme uneasiness crept into everyone's mind, as if the sky was about to fall.
"This is the Purple Flame Sword of the Grandmaster!" Ku Ye exclaimed. Regardless of Bai Hu's status as a senior, he grabbed Bai Hu's thick shoulders with an anxious face and asked eagerly: "Senior Bai Hu, what happened here?
, why is there such huge destruction, and why is the Purple Flame Sword of the Patriarch here?"
"Master, master, he's gone!" Bai Hu, such a heroic master, almost choked with tears.
"What! How is this possible? This is impossible! Tell me this isn't true! Baihu, tell me this isn't true!" Gu Ye was shocked inside, his eyes were red, and he kept shaking the tiger's body, and his hands were shaking with excitement.
The veins burst out, and even with Bai Hu's cultivation level, he felt a little pain, but Bai Hu, who was in extreme sadness, wished that the pain would be more severe again. After living with Zhang Hupan for a hundred years, although he was a master and servant, he was already far better than his master and servant.
, Zhang Hupan’s move of accepting Meihu as his apprentice made Bai Hu regard Zhang Hupan as his closest relative and respecter in this life. Unexpectedly, this dearest relative and respected Zhang Hupan would just leave like this. Feeling the traces of Zhang Hupan left here.
How could the silk fairy spirit not make Bai Hu grieve endlessly?
"It's true. Everything here is caused by the master. The master blew himself up!" Bai Hu said these words with difficulty.
"What!"
"What!"
"......."
"Owner!"
"Master Patriarch!"
The mournful voice resounded throughout the world, and everyone knelt on the ground in tears. Meihu, who was weak by nature, cried until she died.
The moon climbed up the mountain, but everyone still knelt on the ground and refused to get up for a long time.
"Let's go!" Finally, Bai Hu put away his grief and advised everyone sadly.
No matter how sad they are, they can't bring back their ancestors, and they can't exchange for the loving and affectionate master. Helpless, the Wudang disciples and the monsters could only stand up with sad faces.
"Come with us back to the Xuanwu Fairyland! The Patriarch once said that he would arrange for you to practice in the Xuanwu Fairyland when he was alive!" Since Zhang Hupan is no longer here, Dead Leaf has no choice but to invite these charming foxes on behalf of Wudang.
Meihu didn't know yet about Zhang Hupan's decision to take all the Meihus back to Xuanwu Wonderland. It would have been better not to mention the dead leaves. Having said that, the Meihus felt sad again and were greatly grateful for Zhang Hupan's great kindness and love.
There was a burst of crying.
Although it was Zhang Hupan's intention during his lifetime, it was indeed their dream to practice in Xuanwu Wonderland. But at a moment like today, the Meihus shook their heads one after another. Hu Jingjing, with tears in her eyes, stepped forward and said, "Thank you.
You have good intentions, but the sisters and I don’t want to leave Wuling Cave. That is the cave that the master has worked so hard to arrange for us, and it is close to here, so we can come to visit the master from time to time." After saying this, Hu Jingjing almost burst into tears.
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Seeing the resolute looks on all Meihu's faces, Gu Ye knew that persuasion was useless, and felt deeply about Meihu's love and righteousness. He said sincerely: "Well, Wudang and Xuanwu Wonderland will always welcome you!"
"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"
Before leaving, Bai Hu arranged a large formation here to hide here.
In the territory of Xuanwu Immortal, Wudang disciples gathered together, Song Feng was also present, and all of them looked heavy.
"Mingde, order Wudang disciples to pay close attention to whether there are any remnants of the Qingcheng Sect in the secular world. If found, report them in time!" Dead Leaf said to Song Feng with a murderous look on his face.
"Yes" Song Feng replied respectfully. After hesitating for a while, he asked: "It's just that my ancestor still has some friends in the secular world. I don't know how to inform my ancestor of his death?"
Kuye was silent for a while and said: "For the time being, let me tell some of the people closest to Grandmaster that Grandmaster has gone into seclusion to practice. Taizu is still in the world. Please inform her to come back. Since Grandmaster is no longer here, there is no need for her to come back."
You have cultivated in this world!”
"Yes" everyone became silent again
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On Longtou Mountain, where the Qingcheng Sect once practiced, a stunningly beautiful woman knelt on the ground, crying her heart out. The Taoist priest standing behind her also had a face full of sorrow.
This woman is Hu Xin, who heard the bad news. Standing behind her is Dry Ye who came with her.
"Grandmaster Tai, you have been crying here all night. Grandmaster is alive in heaven, and I don't want to see you in such sorrow and pain. Let's go back to Wudang. Does Wudang still need your leadership?" Dead Leaf said respectfully.
He said, now that Zhang Hupan is no longer around, Hu Xin has of course become the most senior disciple of Wudang and the natural leader.
Wudang disciples did not despise themselves as a monster at all because of Zhang Hupan's departure. This moved Hu Xin very much, but at this time Hu Xin was not in the mood to feel this touch. Zhang Hupan's departure made Hu Xin very moved.
Xin felt as if the sky was falling, as if life had no meaning anymore.
"I will be here to accompany Master from now on. You can go back, Wudang is up to you!" Hu Xin said firmly.