Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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The green light suddenly appeared, and the fragrance of ink overflowed!

Shudian and Qingzhuzi shot at the same time, each offering a tube of green bamboo-shaped talisman brushes, and they didn't see the cinnabar stained, they flicked their hands casually, counting jet-black ink dots, and shot them out from the tip of the pen.

The ink dot shot out with a scream like piercing through the air, and shot at the tip of the vine spear, only the sound of explosion was heard, and there was a loud sound. After the vine collided with the ink dot, it shattered into powder, and the air wave rushed Like the sea.

The two were one in front and one behind, not a single vine was missed, and they cooperated seamlessly. [

After the ink dots were shattered, they automatically condensed together, turning into a nimble black snake, which swam around in the air and returned to the green bamboo pen.

The air wave hit, and the clothes of the three of them were blown away. With the cultivation of the three of them, they naturally stood still and their bodies were straight.

Looking at the vast misty forest where consciousness is hard to find, Qing Zhuzi took a breath, frowned and said: "Brother Murong, this bloody forest is quite large, between you and your descendant Murong Yuanshan, there is nothing If there is any contact method, the two of us may have to search for a long time, and there is no fixed direction, why don't you go with you first."

"Thank you two friends, please wait a moment!"

Murong Zhuo raised his eyebrows with joy, with the help of two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Taiyi Sect, it was much easier to find people or fight.

After finishing speaking, Murong Zhuo took out a round mirror-like thing, but the mirror was covered with a layer of colored glass-like things, and nothing could be printed at all.

Murong Zhuo bit his finger, dripping a drop of blood on the mirror.The blood melted into the mirror strangely, and the mirror immediately burst into a bright red light.After a while, the mirror surface was as transparent as ice, and a white spot of light gradually appeared in the center. This spot of light shone extremely brightly, emitting a dazzling light.

But beyond that, there are other reactions.

Qingzhuzi and Shudian exchanged a glance, guessing the white spot in the center of the mirror.It should be Murong Zhuo.

Seeing this scene, Murong Zhuo's face became extremely ugly, he squeezed out two drops of blood again, the red light on the mirror surface reappeared, after disappearing, finally a faint, extremely blurred and weak white dot appeared on the upper right of the central white dot .

"He's in that direction. Yuanshen's aura in Yuanshan is extremely weak. I want to find him as soon as possible. Two fellow Taoists, please help me."

Murong Zhuo pointed in a direction, as soon as his vitality moved, he was about to kill a bloody path.

Qingzhuzi grabbed him and said: "Brother Murong, if you care about it, you will be in chaos. Now that you have a direction, of course you will go directly from the sky."

Murong Zhuo was stunned and said joyfully: "Friend Qingzhu is the quickest thinker, let's go!"

The three flew into the air, led by Murong Zhuo, and flew towards the northeast.It can be seen from time to time along the way.A monk followed Baoguang's breath and fell, and the sound of fighting was clanging.But after a while, it turned into the sound of chewing beasts.

The three of them are Nascent Soul cultivators, and ordinary people don't look down on them at all, not to mention that they have important things to do now, and they don't go down to hunt for treasure. They didn't stop at all along the way. outside.

The blood mist in the valley was thicker than the outside, and there were gusts of wind, and the howling sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The three of them stood in the air, and after observing for a while, Shudian looked solemnly and said: "I remember that this place used to be the site of an earth-shattering war elephant in the early Nascent Soul. When he was low, he knew how to restrain himself. After he cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, he started to act recklessly and devoured a lot of loose cultivation. After Senior Brother Yuelong found out, he gave him a hard lesson. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that he has suffered a lot. It's a poisonous hand."

Murong Zhuo nodded, not talking nonsense, with a flick of his sleeve, the strong wind swept away, swept away the thick fog blocking him, and cleared a path. [

The three walked into the valley cautiously.

The blood mist in the valley was so thick that it couldn't be melted away, and the stench was so strong that they couldn't see the scene ahead clearly. However, the three of them felt a powerful divine sense probing towards them at the same time. This divine sense was violent and full of annoying emotions. Eerie.

Murong Zhuo's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to pinch a simple formula. The crimson flames radiated from his fingertips as the center, and quickly spread into a sea of ​​flames.

After the bloody mist touched the flames, it was burnt into black powder and fell to the ground, exuding an unpleasant smell.

Murong Zhuo's Huo Yuanqi was majestic, vast and continuous, and after a while, it burned into a refreshing sky. After most of the blood-colored mist burned away, the valley immediately became much brighter.

The visible part of this valley has a radius of hundreds of feet. There are very few trees in the valley, and there are piles of graves made of chaotic stones. On the top of each pile of chaotic graves, lying flat a monk.

Sweeping away the consciousness of the three people, these monks at least have the cultivation base of the early stage of Jindan. There are strange monsters with two heads two or three feet long, snake heads and scorpion bodies crawling on their bodies. The sharp barbs of the monsters penetrate deeply into every monk. Between the eyebrows, it seemed to be extracting something.

The monks, on the other hand, had their eyes closed tightly, their faces showing painful struggles, and moaning again and again, some of them had died of breath, and some of them were still alive.

Murong Zhuo's eyes tightened, his face turned frosty, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, his consciousness swept around, and finally landed on a majestic young man on top of a graveyard dozens of feet away.

"Distant Mountain!"

Murong Zhuo stared at the young man with burning eyes, shouted sharply, and flew over.

The majestic young man was none other than Murong Yuanshan who had snatched the first lotus seed of the fire red lotus. Murong Yuanshan seemed to hear his voice, his face twitched a few times, and he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't do anything. On the contrary, the two snakes, scorpions and monsters entrenched on his body suddenly turned their heads and glared at the three of them viciously, their eyes full of viciousness.

Murong Zhuo's movement was as fast as lightning, he was about to fall on the high mound, suddenly, a strong wind came.

A straight black gun shadow shot from the depths of the blood mist that had not dissipated in the valley, directly piercing Murong Zhuo's heart.

Murong Zhuo's complexion darkened, he straightened, and shot out an arrow-shaped flame.

boom!

The two phases collided, and there was a loud noise.

Murong Zhuo was shocked by the astonishing strange force in the gun, and flew back backwards. After landing, his body was still retreating unstoppably.

Shudian and Qingzhuzi hurriedly stepped forward to support him, their faces were full of horror, Murong Zhuo's strength was absolutely extraordinary, and he would be knocked back by a single blow.

Who was it that made the move?

"Finally, a Nascent Soul cultivator is here, everyone, don't rush to save people, and go through a few tricks with me, these little guys are really meaningless to bully!"

A deep and hoarse voice echoed in the valley with a playful and perverted voice. [

The three of them looked closely, and saw a huge figure about seventeen or eighty feet high, walking out from the depths of the blood mist, with thunderous footsteps.

After a while, a monster with a ferocious face appeared in the eyes of the three people. The upper body of this monster was a thick male body like a mountain, and the lower body was a carrion body like an elephant.

His face is also very strange, with two horns on his head, ridiculously long nose, fierce eyes flashing fiercely, staring at the three of them coldly, coupled with his huge body, he looks like a demon god from ancient times.

"Are you a real war elephant?"

Bookworm is not sure.

The ferocious monster swept around the three of them, and said with a strange smile: "It turns out that the two idiots of calligraphy and painting of the Taiyi Sect and Murong Zhuo, the ancestor of Liehuo, came just in time. The old debt that I was injured by Yuelong last time, Let’s do the math with the two of you first.”

Qingzhuzi rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "A monster beast in the early Yuanying stage who has not yet comprehended the law dares to settle accounts with us, it is really brazen!"

Master Zhan Xiang laughed loudly and said, "Qingzhuzi, open your eyes and take a good look at Lao Tzu's strength!"

As the words fell, the aura on his body increased sharply, and it went straight to the sky, stirring up the blood mist in the sky, forming a strong cyclone, and the red wind roared, while his aura continued to grow stronger.

"Middle Nascent Soul?"

Qingzhuzi's eyes were full of shock. You must know that this guy only entered the early stage of Nascent Soul more than 200 years ago. How could he enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul so quickly?

Daoist Zhan Xiang laughed triumphantly and said, "It's not only the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but also has great means. It depends on whether you are qualified enough to force me to use it."

The faces of Qing Zhuzi and the others immediately darkened, and at the same time they felt ominous. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)