Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 511 The mean-mouthed Xian Luo, I said everyone present is trash, it doesn’t matter who you give it to, Xian Luo must die!
"The Palace of Stars."

"Zunhuo Immortal Sect."

"Black Water Black Snake."

"Jinyang Immortal Sect."

"Qing Shen Clan!"

……

In Cunning Rabbit Cave No. 1, there was a stone floating in front of Feng Mi, and he used his finger as a knife to carve these names repeatedly.

He could no longer spy on the scene outside, but he couldn't stand the fact that there were his accomplices outside, so he quietly passed on all the news.

"Old Yinbi in black robe."

"Lao Yinbi in a floral robe."

The steps were taken, but he didn't move.

In addition to the Immortal Sect Holy Land, there are also several monks who hide themselves deep in the magic power, hiding their heads and showing their tails.

Outside Cave No. 1, monks from all walks of life gathered together, creating a moment of tranquility before the storm.

For no other reason, the master needs the flesh and blood of the Black Snake Clan.

When a single monk is mobilized in an organized manner, the burst of power will change qualitatively. Even if the monks present have not tried it personally, have they heard of the methods of the Qingshen tribe?

Then, regardless of the eyes of other monks present, the fox took a strange step in the space above the shuttle with its furry little feet.

The finger force penetrates the stone and crushes it directly into powder.

"Old beast... come on, I'm afraid of the idea."

The methods of other monks are not inferior, but the method of the Black Snake Clan is more in line with the Taoist master's method of practice.

"It's too late, it's too late."

At this moment, Xuan Ming's triangular eyes were staring at the Qingshen tribe opposite him. His Xuan'an tribe brother had fallen into the hands of the Qingshen tribe opposite.

"You're finally here, see you later."

But just after taking two steps, he found that his four little hooves were sliding in the void.

Waves of rays of light splashed out, and an extremely lush spiritual tree grew out in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, it became a towering giant tree with drooping leaves and complicated lines on its branches.

After seeing the visitor, the monks present identified them all.

The first target is naturally the descendant of Xian Luo, and the second target is naturally Xuan She.

There are also some differences between the two monks. The monks from the Qingshen tribe are all gathered together. Although the monks from the Haotian realm are together, they are also far apart from each other.

The moment the trunk swayed, a ball of silver light rose into the sky and turned into a hexagonal silver passage, penetrating deep into the depths of space.

The shuttle crashed into a space and stopped close to the Haotian realm monk.

When the monks in the two worlds of Qing and Chuo were at war, a ghostly voice sounded, and a flying shuttle quickly penetrated between the flashing aurora in the void.

In addition to the differences in sects, the main reason for everyone is that the Qingshen clan came from the whole clan.

"Damn, there are so many twelfth-floor monks, they are going to die this time."

As the buzzing sound increased, a colorful shadow fell from the silver light in the sky and stepped on the top of the giant tree. The figure was like a stream of light falling from the sky, solidifying little by little.

……

Then, a faint light flickered on it, plum blossoms fell from the sky, and a fox with plum blossom-like lines on its fur appeared.

The branches of the spiritual tree penetrated into the surrounding space, penetrated the broken space barrier, and instantly fixed the surrounding turbulent space.

Although it is impossible to know the specific realm, but he dares to look calm and calm in front of the power of the monks who have the twelfth floor, so he must be quite powerful.

"what……"

Although these Qingshen clan are all in the realm of Taoism, a large part of them have not even refined their Taoism, but they cannot stand up to the fact that the family group has a strong foundation and possesses combined spiritual treasures.

……

As soon as the fox appeared, he yawned on the spot and muttered, "Fortunately, I reacted in time and almost entered the Qingshen tribe's den."

Damn bumpkin!
With the size of the Blackwater Mysterious Immortal Clan, the death of a Twelfth Floor monk is a serious injury that will break your muscles and bones. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to make up for it in a hundred thousand years.

"Lingmu Immortal Palace!"

"Buzz!"

Looking around with sleepy eyes, he looked lucky and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't oversleep."

"Everyone obeys the order. If there is a chance, take down the reptiles of the Black Water Black Snake Clan first."

The shuttle first rushed in the direction of the Qingshen Clan, but suddenly reacted halfway, and then headed towards the side of the Haotian Realm monks.

At this moment, the Haotian Realm side and the Qingshen Tribe side formed a confrontation across Cave No. 1.

The snake was entrenched on a dead tree, surrounded by suspended star chain cones. After scanning the monks opposite, its eyes finally landed on the Blackwater Black Snake Clan.

After the teleportation array was opened, the fox's eyes looked around, and mana surged all over his body. As long as a monk came up to interrupt the teleportation, it would run away.

Seeing the figure falling in the teleportation array, the fox muttered, turned around and left.

"Old beast, let go of my tail!"

The fox turned and roared.

Its big, fluffy tail was clamped between two fingers and pulled into the air.

"My mother told me to go home and sleep!"

But the spiritual monks who came down from the teleportation array ignored the fox's words. After freezing him in place, he looked at the other sect monks present.

"I have made all my fellow Taoists laugh, and I have turned into ashes."

"Chenghui Taoist Master!"

After a while, among the Haotian realm monks gathered together, a Hedao monk reacted and seemed to have heard of this name.

"The fellow Taoists from the Immortal Palace are here, and we have a backbone."

"Yeah yeah."

……

"Flattery, don't forget to take your flattery with you when you are turned into ashes by this old beast."

The trapped fox was very dissatisfied. Although he knew that he could not break free, he still struggled to escape.

"Fellow Taoist, my mother really told me to go home for dinner, so let me go."

After struggling to get away, the fox turned into a pitiful look, with tears rolling down his eyes and pear blossoms with rain.

"Your mother doesn't even have a grave now."

Chenghui didn't look at the fox at all.

"My godmother, I'm talking about my godmother. It just so happened that I recognized my godmother when I came to the world of turbidity. If I die, there will be no one to see my godmother to her death."

"Don't talk about your godmother, even if your biological mother is here, it won't work. If you continue to be so lazy, when will the ancestral blood be activated? You don't really want to sit at the Taoist level."

Cheng Hui sent a message in a cold voice, and he had more ideas in his mind. As soon as a fight broke out, he would throw the fox into the fierce fighting place and let the Qingshen tribe take care of this lazy little fox.

In fact, it didn't want to be this evil person, but it had no choice. When it came, it was reminded by a certain boss in the palace to take good care of this little fox.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to take care of you, I really mean to take good care of you.

The little fox has the blood of a nine-tailed fox, but now there are only three branches on the big furry tail, and all the good blood is accumulated in the body.

Originally, there was a chance that the Immortal Palace would add a giant, which would be a good thing. Look at those big watery eyes, and they can't wake up all day long.

There is a 50% chance that it will drop to zero eggs.

……

"I remembered, this is Taoist Qianqiu. It seems to have been demoted to the Juntian realm."

"That's right. In the final analysis, the world of turbid air also belongs to Juntian."

"This Taoist monk who has become ashes, you should be careful. He is a ruthless person who likes to turn others into ashes."

……

Taoist Master Chenghui naturally got together with several monks from the Twelfth Floor Realm. They were not actually familiar with each other, but they quickly became familiar with each other at this moment.

"Fellow Taoists, please rest assured. Our Lingmu Immortal Palace has its own rules. Since we are competing for opportunities, who gets the opportunity depends on God's will. Moreover, this is a world of turbidity. We are all the same here, so we don't have to stick to the forces behind it. "

Cheng Hui spoke, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Lingmu Immortal Palace does not use its power to overwhelm others, then they are not afraid.

"He is indeed a descendant of Xian Luo, and there is Xian Luo's breath in his magic power."

"This cultivator is quite clever. He knows that if he came to the world of turbid air, he might have been captured long ago if he were in the Haotian realm."

"I don't think this cultivator has any good intentions. We should be more careful to avoid capsizing in the gutter."

Several monks gathered together and communicated softly, looking in the direction of the Green Body Clan from time to time.

Intentionally or unintentionally, I also took a look at the Blackwater Black Snake Clan.

During this period of time, many Hedao monks from various sects have died, which can be said to be the highest number of deaths in tens of thousands of years.

But all the other people who died were Dao Ji, except Black Water Black Snake who seemed to have been killed on the twelfth floor.

Hehe, that's interesting.

Some of the monks who died in Daoji's sect didn't seem so uncomfortable after seeing the black water black snake.

……

Inside the Cunning Rabbit Cave.

Feng Mi sat cross-legged in a place with flickering spiritual lights, surrounded by innate spiritual taboos. At this moment, he had spiritual taboos on his left and right hands.

It's quite a bit of a posture where I have fire left and right, and Thunder Lord helps me.

Now he has no room for trouble. There are really too many and too strong monks outside, and he can't make trouble.

Cave No. 1 has the largest area, the most remaining spiritual restrictions, and the seventh-level formation. Once it explodes, he will be at the core of the explosion.

As for running away, it still depends on whether the monks from the two worlds of purity and turbidity outside will fight. If the two fight, he will still have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Now that we are in a place of death, we naturally don't have so many worries.

If you kill one more, you will earn one, which can be regarded as reducing the threat for the next Hedao.

"We still have to circle them in and kill them."

The energy at the center of the spiritual prison is the strongest, and when it explodes, it is naturally the most powerful, and may be able to hurt a monk in the twelfth floor.

"No, one side should be severely damaged, so that the other side can't help but take action, and the two sides will enter a big melee."

For him, the more dead the monks who surrounded and suppressed him outside were, the more severe injuries they suffered, the more effective they would be in the subsequent Hedao Heavenly Tribulation.

"They are all human beings. It's difficult to get them to fight. I'm afraid they won't move."

"Fuck you, you've been acting like this, why can't I waste my time?"

After thinking about it, Feng Mi stood up and put the spiritual restraints in his left and right hands into the default state, separated a spiritual thought on them, and then stepped out step by step.

You have Tang Monk's flesh, why can't you sell it to yourself at a good price?

It's boring to fight and kill, so go out and sell yourself.

……

"Buzz!"

Silver light flashed, and space ripples emerged from the magnetic light. A huge shadow floated in the overlapping space, like an image emerging from the sky.

As soon as the figure appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of many monks gathered outside.

"Descendants of Xianluo!"

The eyes of all the monks lit up, as if they had seen a rare treasure and wanted to grab it.

Feng Mi's figure reflected in the overlapping space looked a little distorted, and he looked in all directions in the air.

"This is just a small breakthrough, junior. I didn't expect to attract the attention of so many seniors. I'm really flattered."

The twisted figure's voice rumbled.

"You little thief, give my senior brother his life."

A Daoji monk roared.

"What kind of loser is your senior brother? He can't even beat me in Lianxu. I gave him a new life. You should be thanking me."

"What are you looking at? I'm not just talking about him, I'm talking about all of you here, you are trash!"

"Bastard!"

"court death!"

As soon as these words were spoken, powerful mana surged out, some of which rushed directly towards the phantom, shattering the overlapping space into nothingness.

But even if these spaces are broken into countless small pieces, each small piece still has a part of Fengmi.

"Look at the waste, you're in a hurry."

"What a sharp-tongued junior." At this time, Taoist Master Chenghui spoke, suppressing the furious Hedao monks from all directions.

"I can't help it, I'm telling the truth."

As he spoke, he pointed at Chenghui.

"Ah, you too."

"If I weren't still cultivating my strength, and you guys would still have the opportunity to bully me, I would even scatter my ashes and dig up my ancestral graves for you."

"Come on, if you dare to take a step forward, I will die for you and show you what the real Xianluo character is."

"It is indeed a waste. No wonder I can only hold on to the mark for fear of others taking it away. I am a group of rot worms lying on the bones. If you don't kill me today, I will be your ancestor."

The more Feng Mi scolded, the more energetic he became. The spitting stars flew into the sky, turning into a shadow the size of thousands of feet, revealing his spiritual thoughts vividly.

"it is good!"

Suddenly, there was a shout of applause from the Haotian Realm side.

Following the sound, a plum-patterned fox shrank its head and hid behind Taoist Master Chenghui.

Dao Zun Chenghui was a little speechless, why did a traitor pop up?

"Little beast, I'm here to try your methods and bring out the bad breath for all of you comrades."

Finally, Sect Leader Jinyang became murderous and summoned the golden sword to kill.

However, as soon as the sword energy was derived, it was blocked by a piece of dim light and cold air.

"Master Jin Yang, do you want to vent your anger on everyone, or do you want to take the opportunity to pocket Xian Luo."

Xuan Ming spoke gloomily.

"That loser with the sword, aren't you sword cultivators all upright monks? Isn't the sword in your hand also a waste? If you stab this reptile to death with your sword, what are you afraid of!"

"One reptile died not long ago. It's so easy to kill two reptiles. Stab it to death. What are you afraid of?"

Good guy, at this moment, the monks from both the pure and the turbid worlds are staring at Feng Mi. This is too cheap.

Is this because he knows he can't run away, so he lets himself go like this?

"The one holding the sword is you. I will spare the life of that Daoji junior in your family.

Otherwise, he and the fire sparrow from before would have died long ago. If you don't repay kindness, just repay kindness with hatred. You beast, you really are a beast! "

Feng Mi pointed at Taoist Jinhuan who had not been killed before, and said bitterly, "Unfaithful, unrighteous, benevolent and unbelieving, how can there be such a shameless sect like you in the fairy world!"

"What are the reptiles looking at? You holding the sword stab this reptile, you stab it."

"Trash, you are useless if I give you a chance at such a close distance. From now on, don't call me Jinyang Sword Sect, just call me trash Shameless Sword Sect."

"No little beast, you're looking for death!"

Sect Leader Jinyang's face turned red, as if a volcano was about to burst out of his head.

If the name of the useless shameless Sword Sect spreads back to the Haotian Realm, the Jinyang Sword Sect will become famous.

"Golden Phoenix Sword!"

Under the roar, the sword in Master Jinyang's hand turned into a golden phoenix bird and rushed towards Feng Mi.

At the same time, Xuan Ming from the Blackwater Black Snake Clan also opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of ice breath.

"Fellow Taoist of Immortal Palace, I am willing to join Immortal Palace, and I am willing to use the trophies I have won before as a certificate of declaration!"

The two monks whose combat power reached the twelfth floor took action, and the power was as you can imagine. They directly destroyed the space where Feng Mi's shadow was derived into nothingness, causing a surge of magnetic light all over the sky.

Before the attack was broken, Feng Mi's screams sounded, causing the monks present to change their expressions.

You fucking join Asgard, what have we been doing for so long?

And the words about the spoils of war made the monks present even more murderous in their eyes.

The trophies of God are all their beloved relatives and friends.

At this moment, the broken space reopened the periphery of the Cunning Rabbit Cave area, and a colorful formation flashing with billions of runes appeared in the depths.

"Formation!"

The spiritual thoughts of the monks present swept across, and those who wanted to rush in stopped immediately.

Although they don't understand the formation very well, their spiritual thoughts are not blind.

I saw that this formation was integrated with hundreds of millions of innate spiritual taboos, intertwined up, down, left, and right like vines. The twinkling lights of the spiritual taboos were as bright as dragons, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

Hedao monks are powerful, but they are not invincible. There are too many spiritual restrictions in the world that can destroy Hedao.

"Come on, let's die together. Although I have not advanced to the realm of Hedao, I have killed Hedao for more than ten times. This life is not in vain. On the contrary, you, living hundreds of thousands of years in vain, are better off dead."

At this moment, Feng Mi, whose shadow had just been blown away, reappeared above the formation.

With a glowing body, his left hand held a galloping spiritual prison, and his right hand held a colorful ripple.

"Since I don't want you in the Immortal Palace, I can only choose another clan."

"Fellow Taoist of the Qingshen Tribe, I would like to use my flesh and blood as a gift, plus the trophies from before, in exchange for a few heads from the opposite side?"

After stimulating the Haotian realm monks, Feng Mi's eyes fell on the Qingshen tribe.

Because there were so many Twelfth Floor monks coming from the Haotian realm, the Qingshen tribe formed a formation to defend themselves at the moment and maintained strong vigilance.

"Junior, you die first, I promise you."

Snake whispered softly. It was in the center of the circle surrounded by other Qingshen tribe members, and it did not move at all from beginning to end.

"Gan, another shameless guy with no credibility."

Feng Mi cursed secretly, if he died, he would really be dead.

What to do next?
The monks present surrounded him. After realizing that the formation was connected with the spiritual imprisonment here, they lost their intention to come forward.

"A turtle in a urn, I wonder how long you can keep jumping around!"

Xuan Ming spoke gloomily.

"You are the turtle, and your whole family is a turtle."

Feng Mi immediately yelled back.

"Don't worry, you also have a name, from now on you will be called the cold-blooded Xuan Turtle Clan.

The twelfth-floor monks in your clan died at the hands of the Qingshen clan. Now the Qingshen clan is right across the street. You don't even want to avenge your clan. It's really cold-blooded.

You are not secretly happy in your heart, and want to go back and inherit the Taoist companion of your tribe. Tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect that your reptilian tribe is so chaotic. "

"Asshole, our Xuan'an tribe is devoted to the Tao and we have no Tao companions at all."

"The clan that killed my brother is right in front of me, why don't you avenge it?"

Although it was pleasant to scold the superior Hedao monks, Feng Mi was very anxious in his heart. The gathering of forces from all sides created a conflict, so that he was stuck here.

The Hedao monks are shameless but not fools. Anyway, they have surrounded him here and they just need to wait for the opportunity.

His eyes wandered in all directions, and after a moment, Feng Mi's attention fell on a plum-flowered fox. Compared to the other monks who glared with murderous intent, this little fox looked at him with bright eyes.

I didn’t expect to harvest a little lost fox.

At this moment, Taoist Qianqiu's two ears were shaking continuously. If you look closely, you can see that there are several photo stones embedded in his two ears.

"Who wakes up from the big dream first? It's a scene in Qianqiu. It's so fun. Write it down and write it down."

His head kept turning, and his ears swayed accordingly, quietly taking in the scene in front of him.

At the same time, there was another person who did this, and that was Den Yan.

Such a scene may not happen for tens of thousands of years, so naturally we cannot let it go. When this scene is cut and copied in the future, and then released to Haotian and Juntian, think about how many hot events it will provide to all living beings.

Hedao, being aloof, bullshit, will bring you down from the immortal altar sooner or later.

……

"Fellow Taoists, no matter who gets the opportunity here, Xian Luo must die!"

On the side of Haotian Realm, many monks' spiritual thoughts were intertwined, and Xuan Ming's thoughts revealed murderous intent without any concealment.

"Yes, Xian Luo must die."

Sect Master Jinyang agreed, but then explained: "This cultivation is not as good as refining the void, and it can kill Daoji monks in a row. If he advances to Daoji, I am afraid that no one among the Taoists present will be his opponent. If he Advance to the twelfth floor..."

"We are participating in the encirclement and suppression of this cultivator. If this cultivator advances to the level of harmony, it will be equivalent to transforming into a dragon and rising to the sky. At that time, not only the rules and imprints controlled by the sect will be in danger, but also the sect's inheritance will be in danger of being destroyed."

"Yes, Xian Luo must die!"

The sects that did not have Twelfth Floor Realm monks present all agreed.

Not to mention advancing to Hedao in the future, even if they don't advance to Hedao now, they still have the ability to destroy their sect's inheritance.

Xian Luo deserves to die.

……

"It's over, they're plotting against me."

Seeing that it suddenly became quiet, Feng Mi immediately realized that something was wrong. These guys must be whispering and planning some conspiracy.

If this stalemate continues, it will actually be very detrimental to him. Concentrating on controlling the formation and spiritual restraint will also consume his energy. The longer the time, the worse his mental state will be.

There are still about thirty seventh-level Qi-replenishing elixirs refined by me, but if this stalemate continues, sooner or later the elixirs will be completely consumed.

It's better to take this opportunity to fight out and find a way to survive.

His eyes swept across the monks present, and each one was reflected in his eyes. Even if a few of them were shrouded in robes, Feng Mi could still see them clearly.

It doesn't matter if he can't tell who it is, he has already recorded the appearance.

Aren't you going to come out? It doesn't matter. I will use your behavior to do evil in the future.

It doesn't matter if others don't know who you are. When the relevant images are spread everywhere, everyone will know that you participated in the encirclement and suppression of Xianluo.

Sooner or later I can pull it out for you.

"Hey, stop pretending to be serious. Come and say goodbye to grandpa. Grandpa is tired and doesn't want to play with you unscrupulous descendants."

"You bastard, you little beast is looking for death!"

The anger that all the monks had suppressed was suddenly stimulated again by Feng Mi's words.

This thief Xianluo seems to have really let himself go.

"Be careful, he's going to run away!"

"What are you running for? I am a dignified immortal. I stand upright and stand upright. I am not waiting for this bunch of trash. There is no difference between living and dead."

Looking coldly at the many monks who were mobilized by him, Feng Mi laughed.

"Grandchildren, grandpa is gone."

After saying this, the figure of the laughing Feng Mi rapidly swelled up, and the space fragments were stirred up by the energy. Spiritual restraints flew into the sky like big dragons following his swollen body.

At this moment, countless innate spiritual restraints were aroused, forming a violent and turbulent whirlpool.

In the center of the whirlpool is a colorful formation. Thirty-six formations, such as Tianzhu, support the operation of the formation and are connected with the surrounding spiritual prisons.

At this moment, the spiritual prisons from all directions approached the central formation, and Feng Mi stood on top of the formation.

His original intention was to lure in a few Twelfth Floor monks through his bad words, kill so many Taoist monks, and finally kill a Twelfth Floor monk, which would really make a lot of money.

Unexpectedly, these fellow Taoists, each one smarter than the last, wanted others to be the vanguard. In the end, a stalemate emerged where no one took action.

"Crack!"

In an instant, a hole opened in the space diagonally above Xuan Ming's head, and a puppet covered in a strong smell of blood crashed down.

"The enemy will not take action even in front of him. The most disdainful person in Feng's life is the unfaithful and unjust person. For the sake of morality, I will kill you first!"

Everyone's attention was focused on Feng Mi. They were suddenly shocked when the Hedao puppet crashed down, but they were relieved when they saw it landed on the Black Water Black Snake.

There are several twelfth-floor monks outside. The reason why they chose the Black Water Black Snake Clan to attack them was certainly not because they were ugly.

No matter how ugly he is, can he still be compared to the Qingshen clan?

Through the confirmation of Renyan, after the Qingshen tribe hunted the Black Water Black Snake, the Taoist Master Dongxuan of the Twelfth Floor never came out again. Until now, facing so many monks of the Twelfth Floor of Haotian Realm, he was just a Let his spirit beast come forward.

What's more important is that just before, Master Dongxuan's spiritual beast Snake had said that he still wanted to capture the Black Water Snake.

If this is the case, then help the Qingshen Clan.

"Boom!"

The Daoji monk exploded, blasting the void directly into pieces, and the vast land of destruction flooded all directions.

Xuan Ming, who was under attack, was shocked and angry.

Why are there so many monks doing this?
"You little beast, you are looking for death!"

In a state of shock and anger, Xuan Ming released a bunch of faint ice flowers all over his body, sweeping across a thousand miles and colliding with the aura of destruction.

When a Daoji puppet self-destructs, the outcome still depends on luck.

But Feng Mi had already taken the second step. His whole body was blazing with silver light, and a Kunpeng Dharma Body had already penetrated into the space.

"Blow it up!"

After the figure left the core position of the formation, he did not hesitate to activate all the spiritual restrictions in the area.

The terrifying aura was like a mountain of flames soaring into the sky, rising from the middle of this area. The spiritual prisons in all directions were rolled up high by the energy, and they suddenly penetrated tens of thousands of miles up and down.

Then the moment the sky came to a standstill, billions of spiritual restraints burst apart like dragons, forming a boundless aura of destruction that swept in all directions.

Terrifying energy ripples, like sharp arrows, swords and spears, rushed in all directions equally.

Every roll of shattering energy is comparable to the attack of a Daoji monk. The key is that such attacks are densely packed, one wave after another.

"Puff puff!"

"Pfft!"

Terrifying energy exploded from the Land of Dirty Light, stretching for millions of miles, shattering more magnetic light and weak space, forming huge waves in space.

All the monks were like boats in the huge waves, and they all used their special skills to protect themselves.

The monks of the Qingshen tribe formed a formation on the spot and withstood the energy attack like a huge wave.

The monks on the Haotian Realm side were worried about each other at the beginning, so there was a gap between them when they stood. Now they were even more distracted and were scattered by the energy.

Even if Feng Mi managed to escape at the last moment with the help of Beiming Dharmakaya, he was still washed away by energy, his blood surged wildly, and he was immediately severely injured.

"Xianluo little thief, where are you going!"

A ray of sword light fell from the sky, cutting through the chaotic energy. The sword like a dragon swept across all directions, and immediately locked onto Feng Mi.
Feng Mi looked back at Sect Leader Jin Yang and grinned, "Grandpa won't leave."

After saying this, the breath all over his body suddenly swelled up. When he triggered the formation to self-destruct, he converted the remaining thirty or so elixirs into medicinal power. At this moment, most of them were in his meridians and Dantian.

"If you want to inherit my inheritance, just dream."

"Grandpa died, and the inheritance will not be left to you unscrupulous descendants."

"Hahaha!"

……

"Little beast!"

"An dare!"

Brother Daoji was rushed far away by the rioting energy, but the monks on the twelfth floor who were present came against the current.

Especially the guy who had shrouded his body before, now the aura exuding from his body is even stronger than that of Xuan Ming and the Golden Sword Sect Master.

A big dark hand froze the broken void.

A long winding river runs through the storm in all directions.

"Boom!"

Feng Mi's swollen body suddenly exploded into a huge blood mist, and mysterious runes could be seen looming in the blood mist.

Once these runes appeared, they had an affinity reaction with the remaining regular Taoist rhymes around them.

"Whoa!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, big hands descended from the sky and began to quickly capture the blood mist and ingest it to the front.

"The secret technique of Xianluo is the best in the world, be careful of its deceit!"

"This practice also comprehends the three-turn blood path."

Suddenly five monks at the twelfth floor stood in the void, their eyes piercing long streams of light, sweeping in all directions.

At this time, a wisp of colorful soul smoke rose up from the area where Feng Mi had just self-destructed.

"Soul Yan, so damn dead!"

Some monks were surprised and doubtful, but most of them didn't believe it.

This little trick is okay to deceive the juniors. Every monk present has two or three ways to derive soul smoke.

Descendants of Xianluo are proficient in the path of blood. As long as a trace of blood soul escapes, they can come back again in the future.

"Seal the sky and lock the earth, this cultivator can't run far!"

Several monks took action one after another and began to grab all the space debris floating in all directions into their hands.

At this moment, Taoist Qianqiu, who was following Taoist Chenghui, rolled his two big eyes slightly and then recovered.

"what……"

At this time, a scream sounded from the distance, and Xuan Ming, who had a dark demon body, erupted into a thick blood mist, and was surrounded by star chain cones shrouded in green light.

"Friends, help me!"

Xuan Ming screamed, and it was filled with rage. Damn the Xianluo thief, he dug a hole for it before he died.

A Daoji monk blew himself up close to his face. Even though he reacted in time, he was still hit.

In the end, the Spiritual Forbidden Sky exploded and self-destructed. Before it could react, it was hit by awls piercing through from all directions.

These monks of the Qingshen tribe don't talk about immortal virtues, so a group of people came up and beat it.

"Boom!"

At the moment Xuan Ming asked for help, a torrent of terrifying turbid air suddenly surged out of the dead wood that had been floating in the Star Chain Cone Formation.

A black dragon with a size of 100,000 feet appeared from the dead wood.

"There are so many twelfth-floor monks in the lower realm, do you want to break the default rules?"

Taoist Master Dongxuan, who has advanced to the fourth level of the Heavy Tower Realm, has a vast aura that surges in all directions, which is at least two or three times more powerful than the previous aura.

A pair of eyes that swallowed thunder and fire, released a sky full of thunder and earth fire, and began to burn the surrounding area.

After scolding, Taoist Master Dongxuan opened his mouth and once again bit the black water black snake trapped in the star chain cone.

This luck is really good. I just refined one, and then another one right after.

Descendants of Xianluo are quite good.

"Fellow Taoists!"

Xuan Ming screamed, his body was imprisoned by the twenty-seven star chain cones. It was not that he struggled, but he was directly nailed to death with all his magic power.

The five twelfth-floor monks who were capturing the blood mist after Feng Mi's self-destruction were being captured. Two of the monks who had hidden their identities did not even raise their heads and continued to grab the scattered blood mist with their big hands.

The Black Water Black Snake is none of their business.

Sect Leader Jinyang: I can’t control it. I can’t control it.

Zunhuo Sect Leader: Not familiar.

Master Chenghui: I only represent myself.

Soon, all the bloodshot eyes in the area where Feng Mi exploded were completely captured, but the monks present were not happy.

Although there was an aura of affinity rules in the blood mist captured by them, there was no soul or mind of the Xianluo monks.

This cultivator is so strong that he really blew himself up to death?
"I still have something to do, so I won't delay any more. Please take your leave!"

Taoist Chenghui grabbed the little fox and quickly ran away into the distance.

With so many twelfth-floor monks popping up all of a sudden, the twelfth floor of the Qingshen Clan might be coming soon.

The two monks, who were shrouded in robes and did not want to reveal their identities, dodged out equally quickly.

"Come back quickly!"

Within the star chain cone, there were screams again.

Xuan Ming roared angrily, why the hell is this?

It was obviously an activity to capture Xianluo, but how could it become a disaster for the Black Water Black Snake Clan?

Why!

……

"What are you doing? My godmother told me not to let others touch me."

After escaping from the land of filthy light, Qianqiu Dao Zun was furious in the shuttle, looking angry.

"Do you want to use force? I am still a little yellow fox. I will resist if you do this."

Taoist Chenghui didn't say anything at all. He directly raised his hand and patted the little fox into a fox pancake with four legs on the ground.

Divine thoughts immediately enveloped Taoist Qianqiu.

"Come out on your own, or I will catch you!"

Qianqiu Taoist rolled his eyes, "What are you talking about? I don't understand?"

Fellow Taoist Chenghui didn't care about Taoist Qianqiu's words, and released a cold aura from his body.

"It seems that you refused to eat and drank as a penalty. I will arrest you."

"Old beast, a scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. I will fight with you!"

Feeling the fierce pressure coming down, Qianqiu Taoist struggled, but it was of no use.

After Cheng Hui searched for a while, he didn't receive the slightest fluctuation of energy and blood.

"Hmph, have you finished searching? You actually doubted your fellow disciples. You really deserve to die. I'm going to my ancestor to put on your little shoes."

Taoist Master Qianqiu got up from the ground and said angrily, "I think you went crazy looking for Xian Luo, and you actually found him on me."

"Where did you hide him?"

Taoist Chenghui said coldly, he could not sense wrongly. The moment the Xianluo monk self-destructed, a weak blood soul wave fell on Qianqiu.

This little fox is not good at anything else but pretending to be stupid and pretending to be stupid.

"What are you hiding? I'm hiding what I'm hiding. I don't know what you're talking about."

Qianqiu Taoist blinked his big eyes, looking extremely angry.

"In the dantian, or deep in the flesh and blood?"

Cheng Hui said, "Qianqiu, do you really want to make trouble with me over a Xianluo?"

"cut."

Qianqiu made a cold sound, then tilted his head and looked at the sky.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I am sleepy and want to sleep."

"excuse me."

Cheng Hui thought for a moment, and a powerful force suppressed Taoist Qianqiu again.

"Old beast, you..."

Qianqiu, who was imprisoned again, could only move his two eyes, showing an extremely angry expression.

It indeed hid the blood soul of the Xianluo monk.

Damn old beast, why is his perception so sharp?

It thought it had not been discovered. After all, Cheng Hui and several other twelfth-floor monks had pretended to capture a large amount of blood.

"Buzz!"

Not long after, a ball of nine-color blood-colored gossamer emerged from Qianqiu Dao Zun's body, and was taken in by Cheng Hui.

"Junior, you are really good at hiding, I almost let you run away!"

"Give it back to me!"

Seeing that the blood soul was pulled out, Taoist Qianqiu bared his teeth and pounced on Taoist Chenghui.

However, Cheng Hui froze him in mid-air with one hand, and his four hooves kept tumbling up and down. He could only stare angrily, and his upper and lower jaws collided, making a clicking sound.

"Give it back to me, this is the friend I just made!"

Cheng Hui didn't look at Qianqiu at all, but looked at Xuehun eagerly.

In the flash of blood, Feng Mi's appearance emerged.

"Oh, it's impossible to guard against him. He is indeed a twelfth-floor monk who came out of the Immortal Palace. He is really powerful."

Cheng Hui laughed. Although it was just a blood soul, it only needed to invest some resources to recover.

This is a descendant of Xian Luo, so investing some resources is nothing.

Moreover, it becomes easier to control after becoming a remnant soul.

"Junior, follow me and maybe I can give you a chance to survive."

As if he was afraid that Feng Mi was in trouble, Cheng Hui's tone became gentler, but he used his hands to create a complicated spell and sealed it towards Feng Mi.

"Buzz!"

But the moment the magic formula was printed into the blood soul, the nine-colored light on the blood soul quickly dimmed, and a gray-white air flowed out with withered air.

"You deserve to catch me!"

The faint sound dispersed along with the gray air flow.

Cheng Hui, who had just turned into a good-looking person, turned livid again.

The imprisoned Taoist Qianqiu blinked his eyes and then laughed.

"Hahaha...you deserve it...hahaha..."

"Pfft!"

Then, it was imprisoned and fell to the ground. It didn't get up. It just stretched its hooves in the sky and smiled.

"Hahaha……"

"Old beast, you have today too!"

(End of this chapter)