magic door player

Chapter 535
Outside the Yin Yang Sect's mountain gate, there was complete silence.

Murong Xue's beautiful eyes flickered, she stretched out her hand and pointed, a sword light flew out, rolled around Luo Sanniang's body, and brought out a sparkling bead.

It is the sixth-order magic weapon, the Nine Fire God Dragon Cover!
She put away the treasure, twisted her slender waist, and returned to the big formation.

Gu Nantu's disciples came to their senses at this moment, hurriedly cleaned up the corpses of their master and senior sister, and dispersed without looking back.

On the platform in front of the mountain gate.

The cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect gathered around and looked at Murong Xue with surprise on their faces.

They only knew that Cangyun Peak had a Primordial Spirit True Monarch who practiced casually, but they didn't know his actual strength.

Seeing Murong Xue holding a talisman and easily beheading the mighty Luo Sanniang and Gu Nantu, who is known as the enemy of power, is really unbelievable.

What was originally extremely difficult has been solved like this...

Moreover, judging from the strength that Gu Nantu showed just now, it is absolutely possible to crush any Golden Core Three Tribulations cultivator.

The strength of this person in the rumors is not necessarily exaggerated.

It's just that Cang Yunfeng... is too powerful!

Breaking through the sixth-order magic weapon with one sword, and then beheading Gu Nantu, such a supernatural power is really unimaginable.

Everyone looked at Murong Xue with complicated expressions. Many of them had a good relationship with Murong Xue in normal times.

For those who are not familiar with it, it is better to take this opportunity to catch up with a few words.

"Brothers and sisters, I have to go back and report to the master, so I will take my leave!"

Murong Xue smiled sweetly, turned into a flash of sword light and floated away.

……

Cangyun Palace.

The "magic weapon" refined by Pang Yue is at the last moment.

He played dozens of formulas in a row, and finally there was a bang on the top of the copper furnace, and a god armor about ten feet high flew out.

This god-armored tiger-headed human body has a tall and majestic body made of gold and iron, with a simple and simple shape. The surface of the body is like a natural spirit pattern, and the nine snowflake-shaped spiritual flame outlets arranged in the form of spines on the back are emitting intense and amazing vitality flames.

It was the god armor that Pang Yue was most familiar with, the Tiger God!

He actually reproduced the divine armor in Yuanjie.

However, this god armor was refined in a hurry, and now it is only in the second-rank realm, but the runes, refining tools, and puppet methods contained in it are profound and mysterious, and they cannot be compared with ordinary second-rank magic weapons.

He looked at the Tiger God repeatedly, and was quite satisfied in his heart. If this treasure can be sacrificed for a long time, it may climb to the sixth-rank level in the future!

With a flick of his finger, all the flames above the Tiger God disappeared.

Afterwards, the Tiger God suddenly shrunk down to the size of a grain of rice, and flew out of the Tianhuo Pavilion.

Inside a quiet room in Cangyun Palace.

A slender and slender woman sat cross-legged on a jade floor, practicing silently.

She had a fair and charming oval face, with delicate and picturesque eyebrows, and there was a little charm in the purity.

This woman is Huang Wanying's apprentice, Qin Moyu.

She is the body of the rare Taiyi Jade Spirit, born with a strong spiritual consciousness, and has wisdom far beyond ordinary people in the way of runes.

Back then, Pang Yue cherished his talents and passed on the ancient rune Tao of Chixiao Tianganluo Palace to him, making him give up the method of dual cultivation of the Yin-Yang School.

Now that several years have passed, Qin Moyu has not only grown his body, but also improved his cultivation by leaps and bounds, becoming a Daoist cultivator!
On this occasion.

A streamer the size of a grain of rice flew into the quiet room, hit her eyebrows, and disappeared.

Qin Moyu was startled, his star pupils opened, and when he was looking around, a flat voice came from his ear: "This treasure needs to be controlled with tyrannical consciousness, so you can warm it up with mana, and then you can go down the mountain to practice it. "

"Senior Pang..."

Only then did Qin Moyu wake up.

"Cultivate well, and you are expected to become a primordial spirit within 300 years."

Pang Yue's voice then faded away and disappeared.

Qin Moyu blinked her beautiful eyes, got up and walked down the jade tower, and bowed: "Thank you, senior!"

Qin Moyu was just an idle move by Pang Yue.

At the beginning, he was contaminated with cause and effect in that world, which involved the power of the robbery immortal cultivation base in this world, and this move also meant to pass on cause and effect.

……

In the northwest of the Yanzhou Continent, there is a square, like an ax chopping a knife, a spiritual mountain that is ten thousand feet above the ground.

The mountain is full of towering ancient trees, spiritual birds and strange animals, and there are many hidden caves and blessed places.

Yanshan.

The number of casual cultivators here is far greater than that of Luoxingyuan where Pang Yue was.

The names of the three elders of Yanshan are also famous all over the world, no one dares to underestimate them.

Inside a magnificent cave mansion with huge and gorgeous furnishings.

Two monks with a deep breath like the sea were looking at a corpse, silent.

One of these two people is a fairy, with a wide robe and long sleeves, and a long beard fluttering. He has a sense of being old but full of vitality.

The other person was a three-foot-tall boy, with hostility in his eyebrows and eyes, and a boa constrictor spirit pattern on his left face, wriggling slowly like a living thing.

The corpse between the two is exactly Gu Nantu!
"I didn't expect there to be such a character in the Yin Yang sect."

Looking at the sword wound on Gu Nantu's body, the old man spoke slowly and sighed.

He is the head of the three elders of Yanshan, and he calls himself Qingzhu Taoist.

The boy-like true master of Yuanshen on the opposite side is named Deng Shaotian, one of the five top sects in Yanzhou Continent, and an abandoned disciple of Lingjian Pavilion.

The two of them knew the strength of the youngest Gu Nantu the most, and they both showed fear on their faces.

Deng Shaotian, who looked like a boy, said in a deep voice: "The third child did not die in vain, at least we have confirmed the injuries of Ying Tianshou and Bai Bingyu, but the master's important matter cannot be delayed, and this person needs to be removed as soon as possible."

Taoist Qingzhu said indifferently: "Don't worry, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run. Although he is fierce in swordsmanship, he can't guard against hidden arrows. Now Ying Tianshou and Bai Bingyu of the Yin Yang sect are out. If he is alone, he must be more careful. I can get it out in one fell swoop.”

Deng Shaotian was impatient, he heard this and said: "Let that person break the Yin-Yang Sect's formation first, and take advantage of his unpreparedness, why don't we join hands to ambush him?!"

Taoist Qingzhu stroked his beard cautiously and said: "He has such a sword technique, it is not safe for you and me to fight against him, we need to find another Taoist friend."

"Who are you looking for?"

Deng Shaotian asked.

Taoist Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then said: "Evil monk."

Deng Shaotian frowned, apparently a bit jealous of this person, and said, "Aren't you afraid of luring wolves into your house?"

Taoist Qingzhu laughed and said: "With the Lord here, the evil monk can't make any splashes. Instead, with his strength, he can just restrain Pang Yue. At that time, you and I will join hands to avenge the third brother." .”

Deng Shaotian nodded and said, "Then it's up to you."

Taoist Qingzhu said again: "Go to Huanxi Island in the North Sea yourself, and tell the evil monk that we have bought off a cultivator family of the Yin Yang Sect. At that time, we should cooperate with the inside and outside, open a large formation, surprise Pangyue, and we will be sure. When it is done, he will It is the elder of the Yin Yang Sect. There are countless beauties in the Yin Yang Sect, so let him choose when the time comes."

"I saved it."

Deng Shaotian said displeased: "Just thinking about working with this person in the future makes me extremely unhappy!"

Qingzhu Taoist said solemnly: "The business is important, don't lose the big because of small things, otherwise the Lord will blame you, and you and I can't bear it."

Deng Shaotian groaned and said nothing more.

The two were silent for a moment, suddenly a beautiful jade flashed on Taoist Qingzhu's body.

The green bamboo Taoist took a look at the jade, and immediately showed joy.

"what happened?"

Deng Shaotian raised his eyes and asked.

Taoist Qingzhu laughed and said: "That person sneaked into the Yin Yang Sect's Patriarch Hall and confirmed that Ying Tianshou's soul lamp has been extinguished."

Deng Shaotian sneered: "It should be like this. After he was seriously injured by the Lord, he was ambushed and killed by you and me. It is a great skill to be able to go back alive."

Taoist Qingzhu said leisurely: "It's better to be more cautious. The Yin-Yang Wanmiao Tianshu of the Yin-Yang Sect is the supreme way of dual cultivation, and it is best at using dual cultivation to heal injuries and preserve one's health. The old Taoist is not at ease until he confirms that his soul lamp is extinguished. "

"You're just too cautious!"

Deng Shaotian said unhappily.

After all, it turned into a sharp sword light, turned around suddenly, and disappeared!

……

Seven days later.

In Cangyun Palace.

When Pang Yue was not practicing, he drank and had fun in the palace, admiring Murong Xue playing the flute and watching the maids dancing in the high hall.

The way of cultivation is to relax one by one.

What's more, Pang Yue, who was born as a demon cultivator?

Although he is now the persona of the orthodox elder of the Taoist sect, he still hasn't forgotten the habits he had when he was a demon cultivator.

It's a pity that there are always people who don't let him enjoy it with peace of mind...

Outside the Yin-Yang Sect, three majestic qi machines approached from far away, and a voice shouted from hundreds of miles away:
"Old Monster Ying, come out obediently and die!"

(End of this chapter)