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Only Xia Yuechuan and Linglong were the only cultivators in the Mahayana period who had ascended in the realm of the sea of ​​clouds. Su Hanjin thought of knowing the situation in the realm of real immortals, so she could only visit the people of Linglong. She broke through in the Dragon Tomb. After Mahayana, there was no monk from the True Immortal Realm to come to attract her. At this time, she didn't know how to go to the True Immortal Realm.

Thinking of Yaoxianmen, Su Hanjin remembered her Master Guiyuan and Master Zhang Ze who were in Yaoxianmen. When she left, Guizhen Island had a very high status in Yaoxianmen, and Guiyuan was the best **** who lived in Yaoxianmen. Yaofeng, therefore, she was relieved when she left, and when she left, she said that she had something to go out to experience. The other party knew that she had secrets in her body and had not asked or pursued it, so letting her run around gave a lot of convenience.

In the past, the string was broken every day, and the period of her absence was not too long for the cultivation world, so she never went back to watch it during the period. Now she has three days of free time, and she has no too much scruples. I felt that I should visit with my real identity.

After selecting a few gifts, Su Hanjin went directly to the Yaoxianmen. Now she is already Mahayana and she is very fast. It takes only half a time to reach the Yaoxianmen, but when she sees the Yaoxianmen, she is immediately shocked.

Inside the Yaoxianmen, there was chaos.

From the outer gate to the inside, a large number of Yaoxianmen disciples fell in a pool of blood. Among them, there were many elder-level monks from Yaoxianmen. Outside the central hall, the exquisite statues carved in jade stone had collapsed and fell under the upper body of the stone statues on the ground. Still pressing a corpse.

The blood has dried up, rust has grown on the smooth and clean ink stone floor, and the ruined stone statue has blood stains. The side that falls on the ground is even more infiltrated by blood. The green and transparent jade has strands of blood inside. . The corpse held a corner of the scroll in his hand, the scroll should have been cut by a sword. There are dozens of scratches on it, cutting the exquisite real person on the painting to pieces.

After seeing the person pressed by the stone statue, Su Hanjin only felt that his heart was stagnant, that person was actually the head of the Yaoxian sect! Yaoxianmen suffered a terrible misfortune, and Tianxuan Jianmen didn't receive any sound of wind!

Su Hanjin's consciousness swept away, and found that a large number of monks were surrounding the magical medicine peak at this time, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her toes flew towards the magical medicine peak!

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On the magical medicine peak, several monks threw out the pills in their hands. After the pill hits the ground, it will explode with a loud bang, and then a purple smoke will rise in the sky. And the magical medicine peak. There were hundreds of goshawks hovering at the foot of the mountain, and the goshawk made a long roar, and some pills would be spit out from the mouth, and then purple mist rose up again, forming a barrier of poison at the foot of the mountain.

"Master. There are not many poisonous spirit pills and bone-breaking pills!"

"Now the poisonous gas on the magical medicine peak is too heavy. Even though the poisonous elixirs are taken, some disciples with lower strength can no longer support it!"

The current situation is very critical, so I don’t know how to return to Yuan! He turned his head to look at the portrait of Master Linglong fairy in the main hall, and silently stepped forward to light another stick of incense.

"Can't you contact Kunlun either?" After Guiyuan inserted the incense into the incense burner, he turned to ask his disciple Ning Yuan. Ning Yuan nodded, and replied solemnly.

Seeing that Ning Yuan's face was pale and his lips were a little purple. Guiyuan also managed to squeeze a smile, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid!"

Ning Yuan lowered his eyes and replied firmly in his voice, "Don't be afraid!"

at this time. Zhang Ze walked into the hall, and the civet cat on his shoulder looked extremely nervous. A pair of eye pupils have been erected into thin lines, and the road that follows is still dressed like before. However, at this time, the few sketched expressions on the mask also appear extremely dignified, that kind of heaviness, and her little The body looks extremely disproportionate.

"The magical medicine peak is completely surrounded! The only secret road is also guarded, and there are traitors in the medicine immortal gate." The civet cat made an extremely heavy and depressing voice, causing the cultivator's heart in the field to instantly sink to the bottom.

After Zhang Ze finished speaking, he walked straight to the portrait of the real Linglong. He lit three sticks of incense, raised his hands above his head with dignity, and after three bows respectfully, he carefully inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"Master, I hope you are safe and sound." After the civet cat on his shoulder said these words, Guiyuan only felt that his eyes were sore, and he was very uncomfortable in his heart.

Those people dared to attack the Sky Profound Sword Sect, only to explain one problem, their master had an accident, and those people even found a powerful backing in the realm of true immortals! Otherwise, how dare they do anything to Yaoxianmen, you know, even if the Mahayana real immortal hadn't appeared in Yaoxianmen before, it was the number one faction in Yunhai Realm besides Kunlun!

And Kunlun, Yaoxianmen's request for help Kunlun did not respond, is it because they are behind the scenes, or Kunlun has also suffered from the disaster of the door, so they can't take care of themselves? In any case, the difficulty of Yaoxianmen is probably very difficult to overcome.

After Zhang Ze was silent for a while, he took out three sticks of incense and handed it to Lu'er. Lu'er did the same, and after inserting the incense into the incense burner, he whispered: "Bless you!"

"The gas barrier can support at most one hour!"

"Goshawk was shot down by half!"

News came one after another. One news was worse than the other. In the end, Guiyuan calmed down. He beckoned, "You don’t need to put poison pills anymore, there is not much anymore, let all the disciples gather here. , We are ready to break through!"

There are less than 300 monks trapped in the peak of the magical medicine, and under the peak of the magical medicine, there are thousands of high-ranking monks of various martial arts, among which there are four half-step Mahayanas. It is these four half-step Mahayanas that make Yaoxianmen was almost wiped out. At this time, they want to break through smoothly, it is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

At the foot of the mountain, the two high-ranking monks of the Zangyue and Dihua factions stood in the forefront, looking at the purple qi of the magical medicine peak, with a dignified expression. All the head elders of the Tibetan Moon Sect were dispatched. At this time, the head of the Tibetan Moon, Gumo, closed his fists tightly in his sleeves, and his knuckles were a little white. Shot down one by one, the mood is also a bit heavy.

The head of the Dihua faction next to her looked very good. The head of Dihua Hualing turned his head to look at Gu Mo, then smiled and said, "Why is the head of Gu Mo crying and weeping? It's too late to regret now."

Seeing that Gu Mo didn't say a word, Hualing raised his brows, "I didn't do a good job and made the people above dissatisfied. This medicine fairy gate is a **** example, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Gu Mo's face was pale. He replied coldly, "I have my own measures!"

Heaven's way collapsed and order was chaotic. Now, the upper realm cultivator blatantly intervenes in the lower realm. His Tibetan Moon Sect is also forced to do so. If not, the first thing that disappears is not the Yaoxian Sect, but his Tibetan Moon Sect!

Although there are so many benefits, but such benefits. He didn't want it. For the cultivators of the real world, it would be effortless to destroy the Tibetan Moon Sect. He is now the murderous knife. But who knows when it will be his turn to destroy the door!

In order to prevent the spread of the poisonous mist, the four half-step Mahayana teamed up to set up an enchantment. They wanted the half-step Mahayana monks to take the lead in attacking the magical medicine peak, but they didn't expect the poison of the Yaoxianmen to be so powerful. Even the half-step Mahayana's cultivation base will be hurt by poisonous gas, so no one wants to break through, only wait for the poisonous fog to dissipate, come to a urn to catch turtles, and wipe out the remnants of Yaoxianmen.

Seeing the poisonous mist on the Shenyao Peak gradually dissipated, some of the other monks behind him began to make noise. "The poisonous fog is about to disperse, remove the barrier!"

Ahead, a half-step Mahayana ancestor of the Dihua School turned his head. Glancing coldly at the person who spoke, the person was silent, and he lowered his head and dared not say another word.

As time passed bit by bit, the Golden Crow gradually sank. The blood of the setting sun sprinkled on the peak of the magic medicine, heavy and depressed. It seemed to cover the Shenyao Peak with a dark red gauze tent.

The purple poisonous gas covering the mountain gradually became thinner, and the situation on the Shen Medicine Peak was already clearly identifiable. The Tibetan Moon School Gumo held a string of obsidian stone beads in his hand. His fingers moved the obsidian one by one, his movements became slower and slower, but his heartbeat was faster and faster. In the next moment, the obsidian thread was accidentally torn off by him, and the black beads rolled off one by one, making a series of crisp noises on the ground.

"Remove the barrier!" Dihua faction Hualing suggested to the ancestor in the door. The four half-step Mahayana cultivators looked at each other and shot at the same time, breaking the barrier below the mountain! At this moment, dozens of goshawks flew out of the mountain, but before they got close to the crowd, they exploded bang in the air. Only a big golden bird survived and flew above the crowd.

"Looking for death!" A half-step Mahayana cultivator stretched out a finger and pressed directly at the big golden bird. The big bird let out a scream, and his body was crushed by that finger, leaving only a few golden feathers. Slowly falling from high altitude.

The golden feather was also dyed dim red, not knowing whether it was the light from the setting sun or the blood splashing on its body. At this moment, no one puts the falling feathers in their eyes. Only when the leader gives an order, they will rush to the magical medicine peak. However, at this moment, the golden feathers exploded in the air, white flocculent The object instantly covered the entire sky, and it was like a sticky net, making most of the monks temporarily closed in their consciousness and unable to move. The more they struggled, the tighter the flocculent sticky object became.

However, the high-ranking monks were not greatly affected.

Taking advantage of the moment when they were trapped, the remaining monks of Yaoxianmen Shenyao Peak turned into a ray of light and shot out from all directions. More than 300 people, more than 300 bright rays of light, like a meteor shower.

There were four half-step Mahayana cultivators, and they had no chance of winning when they gathered together to break through the encirclement. Therefore, Guiyuan and the others could only find a way to win the opportunity to contain the other cultivators.

Guiyuan didn't escape, he sacrificed his magic weapon and headed towards one of the Mahayana monks. He wanted to fight for the Shen Yaofeng disciple to escape!

The monk sneered and shook his big palm. He had already regarded these dying and struggling monks as flies, and he could slap them to death with one slap.

Want to escape, can you escape?

Just when he raised his hand, he suddenly felt that his hand was unusually heavy, as if it was not his own.

In the next moment, his hand broke from his elbow, and there was a crisp bang, which looked particularly harsh in the quiet environment.

silence? The battle has already started, why is it so silent!

He was shocked in his heart, and when he saw the situation in the field clearly, his eyes were suddenly split.

Under absolute coercion, no one can move.

An extremely tyrannical aura quickly approached. He couldn't turn around, and his divine consciousness was completely suppressed. He didn't know who came, but he knew that the strength of that person was definitely above Mahayana!

Could it be that Linglong is not dead?

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