Big man

At night, the moonlight is cold.

Inside the Lingguan Hall, the golden light was shining brightly, and the Lingguan Subduing Demon Formation on the basement floor was functioning to the extreme.That huge aura could no longer be concealed, and it went straight into the sky, and the vitality of the surrounding world was turbulent, tumbling, and churning together, with an astonishing momentum.

Liu Zhengwen, Tian Tan Xuan, and the other three who were originally sitting cross-legged had already stood up, staring into the mask with twinkling eyes.

In the center of the light array, the primordial spirits of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling have reached the final moment of separation.The originally pitch-black mass of black air was divided into two parts, which can be seen clearly without clairvoyance. The spirit bodies above the waist of the two have been completely separated, only the two legs are still glued together.

After a period of rest, and the miraculous effect of the soul-nourishing incense, Zhenjun Xuanming and Venerable Wei Ling looked energetic and full of energy.

On the contrary, Xiao Fan's face on the stone platform was slightly pale.

In the past twelve hours, Xiao Fan activated the lightning power in his body with all his strength twice in a row. Although the consumption of mana was not too serious, the suppressed Silver Wing Lei Peng's tyrannical spirit began to move again.

Silver-winged Lei Peng is a natural holy spirit with dual attributes of wind and thunder. Xiao Fan refined his damaged inner alchemy and mastered the fur of summoning thunder.However, it is two different things to continue to go all out to stimulate the power of thunder and lightning.

Xiao Fan circulated the mighty righteous energy, barely suppressed the tyrannical aura that was about to move, and used his celestial clairvoyance to stare at the spiritual bodies of Zhenjun Xuanming and Venerable Wei Ling with all his attention.

"Old devil, are you ready?"

True Monarch Xuan Ming glanced at Master Wei Ling opposite, and asked with a smile.

Master Wei Ling snorted coldly, ignored him, but looked up at Xiao Fan who was floating in the sky, with a smile on his face, and said: "Master Xiao, this last blow is very important."

Xiao Fan smiled.Said: "Senior Wei Ling, do you not believe in my subordinate, or the Wuji Gate, or senior Xuanming?"

Master Welling couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

Seeing that they were only short of the final blow, and the souls of the two could be separated, the old devil felt a little uneasy again.In case Xiao Fan breaks the contract.Going back on his promise and gaining weight, he will be in serious trouble. With his current state, the power of the primordial spirit has been greatly weakened. If Xiao Fan wants to attack him, he has no strength to resist.

Xuanming Zhenjun said with some disdain: "Old devil, what are you afraid of? Is my Xuanminghui the kind of person who destroys his promises? It's not like you don't know the rules and teachings of the Wuji Gate. For the monks of the Righteous Path Alliance, you can personally lead the disciples of the Wuji sect to break the heir, what can you not believe in such a character?"

Master Welling said with a sneer: "You two have misunderstood, I have no doubts."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's about the same time now. Let's get started."

"Okay, let's start."

At that moment, the two closed their mouths at the same time, activated their soul power, and began the final separation.

Xiao Fan's complexion became more and more dignified, and the arc between his fingers flickered faintly, ready to go.He also knows very well that this last separation is also the most important.Once the separation failed, the soul power of the two was exhausted, and it would be difficult to separate for the second time in a short period of time.There is even a great possibility that they will never be able to separate again.

Time passed little by little, and the separation of the primordial spirit gradually reached the most critical moment.

At this moment, Wen Tian and Liu Zheng's expressions suddenly changed slightly, and then.Tan Xuan's eyebrows also raised.

A powerful aura is rapidly approaching here from the northeast.

Inside the mask, Xiao Fan was concentrating on the separation of his soul.The brow bone also moved slightly.His cultivation was far above Wen Tian and the others, and even though he was covered by the spirit officer's Demon Subduing Formation, he sensed this powerful aura for the first time.

Even Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling sensed it.

Master Wei Ling was taken aback, and couldn't help but said: "Something is wrong, it seems that someone is coming... It seems that the breath is not weak..."

With his supernatural powers as a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is said that this person's aura is not weak, so it can be seen that this person is really not easy to befriend, but he doesn't know whether it is a friend or an enemy.

Liu Zheng then bowed slightly towards the mask, and said loudly: "Patriarch, disciple, go out and have a look."

Zhenjun Xuanming said: "This person's cultivation is higher than yours, so be careful and don't provoke him."

"The disciple understands it."

Wen Tian said: "Renren Liu, let me go and have a look with you."

"Okay, there is Brother Luo Wen."

After finishing speaking, the two left the Hall of Lingguan hand in hand, Liu Zheng's robe had the same sleeves, a piece of jade Ruyi emerged, Liu Zheng stood on it lightly, Ruyi slowly flew into the air, and performed the art of imperial weapon.Wen Tian smiled slightly, but he didn't see any magic weapon sacrificed by him, his body floated up automatically without wind, and walked side by side with Liu Zheng, but it was the art of controlling the wind.

After Xiao Fan comprehended the wind escape technique, he passed it on to his senior brothers and disciples.Although Wen Tian didn't refine Silver Wing Lei Peng's inner alchemy, and his comprehension of wind escape technique was naturally not as deep as Xiao Fan's, but Yufeng Flying couldn't help him.

The two of them just flew into the mid-air, and saw a black shadow shooting towards the northeast, under the night sky, escaping extremely fast.

Wen Tian was secretly surprised, regardless of other things, the speed of this flight alone seems to be not inferior to Xiao Fan.Could it be that this person's cultivation level is on par with Xiao Fan's?If this is the case, it is really a formidable enemy. He and Liu Zheng may not be able to resist the enemy together.

Of course, it doesn't have to be the enemy who comes.

It's just that in this degenerate age, cultivators are really rare, but with the recovery of cultivation resources in Middle-earth, some ancient monks and demons who have been sleeping for many years are awakening one after another.The spellcasting here is at a critical juncture, the strongest Xiao Fan cannot leave without permission, and the two of them are extremely nervous.

The black light came in a flash, but it turned out to be a man in black, with a bamboo hat on his head, which was pressed down so that he couldn't see his face clearly, and two black waist knives, one long and one short, were stuck in his waist , arms folded, a pair of white socks and a pair of clogs under his feet, they turned out to be Dongdao samurai costumes.

Seeing Wen Tian and Liu Zheng, the man in black stopped Dunguang more than ten feet away, and raised his head slightly. It was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with cold eyes and a stale breath rushing towards him. Come on, it makes people very suspicious of his real age.

Wen Tian and Liu Zheng both came out with their divine thoughts, and they were taken aback immediately after sweeping them away.

This person's aura is even stronger than Xiao Fan's, and he is already at the peak of the middle stage of Golden Core.There was a big gap between the two of them and the Dongdao warrior.

In the world of comprehension, such a gap can hardly be reversed by relying on any treasures.

It's just that at this moment, how could such a powerful Dongdao cultivator suddenly come to Maoshan?

Did he pass by or came here specifically for Qingxu Temple?

Liu Zheng didn't have time to think about it, so he clasped his fists in both hands, saluted the black-clothed monk from the East Island, and said respectfully, "I'm in Maoshan Liuzheng, how dare I ask senior's name?"

Wen Tian also clasped his fists together and said, "I'm in Huanghai Wentian, and I've met senior."

The age of this person seems to be only in his fifties.But the age of a cultivator must not be judged by his appearance.The cultivation base at the peak of the golden core mid-term, no matter how outstanding the talent is, under normal circumstances, it will take at least 100 years of cultivation.The real age of this black-clothed friar on the East Island is definitely much older than Wen Tian.It is 30% a special case for Xiao Fan to condense the golden core at the age of [-] and enter the middle stage of the golden core in more than a year.Without the bonus of Lei Peng's inner alchemy, without the blood pill in Meuseburg, without the thousand-year-old elixir from the elixir garden, Xiao Fan would have exploded and died, let alone entered the golden elixir realm.

Hearing that Wentian called himself "Huanghai Wentian", Liu Zheng was slightly taken aback in his heart, and naturally he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

Wen Tian didn't report the Promise Gate, but it was actually an intuition that made him feel the hostility in this Dongdao cultivator.Although Wen Tian has not stepped into the golden core stage yet, after comprehending a little of the first level of the "Phenomenon of Heaven and Man", his intuition has greatly increased.

The "Aspect of Heaven and Man" covers all things in the world, and the perception of danger is beyond the reach of monks from other sects.

"My humble ape Fei Yichang."

The black-clothed monk's cold eyes flashed across the faces of Liu Zheng and Wen Tian, ​​and he said slowly, his voice was like metal rubbing against each other, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable in their ears.

"It turned out to be Senior Sarutobi!"

Liu Zheng didn't dare to neglect, he cupped his fists again, his tone became more respectful.

"Are you the contemporary True Monarch of the Maoshan Sect?"

Sarutobi Yichang stared at Liu Zheng coldly, and asked in a deep voice.It sounds like he is quite familiar with Maoshan inheritance.

"Don't dare. The contemporary Maoshan Zhenjun is my nephew. I would like to ask Senior Sarutobi..."

"Martial nephew? Hehe, your cultivation is already so low, yet the contemporary Maoshan True Monarch is still your martial nephew? So, has your Maoshan faction completely declined?"

Before Liu Zheng finished speaking, Sarutobi Yichang interrupted him unceremoniously, his tone full of disdain.

Liu Zheng couldn't help but secretly startled. Hearing the tone of his voice, could this person be another thousand-year-old monster who had just awakened?It's no wonder that as soon as he approached, that stale aura rushed towards his face, the same as those old demons he saw in the underground ghost market some time ago.The most important thing is that this Sarutobi Ichang seems to be very hostile to the Maoshan faction.

"Excuse me, senior, which school of East Island is an expert? Come to Maoshan, what advice do you have?"

Facing such an extremely powerful master, Liu Zheng had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know anything, and responded carefully to avoid provoking him, even though the other party's tone showed contempt for the Maoshan faction.

Yuan Fei Yichang ignored Liu Zheng's words, turned his head to stare at Wen Tian, ​​and asked coldly: "Are you the descendant of Wuji Sect?"

Wen Tian raised his chest and said loudly, "Exactly."

Now that everyone has asked, Wen Tian naturally has no reason to hide.

"Yo Xi!"

Sarutobi Yichang sneered, stretched out his hand and pressed on the handle of the knife, and with a "boom", an awe-inspiring aura rushed towards his face.