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Immortal Luojiang stood up and said: "Over the years, I have wanted to meet the king many times, but unfortunately Immortal Yu Lin refused for various reasons."

Yuan Futu raised his eyebrows and said, "You suspect it's him?"

The Luojiang immortal said in a deep voice: "He is the confidant of the lord, and he is also an important minister who can control the emperor's mansion. He has a much higher official position than the lord of my Shenwen hall, and he has a large number of officials to support him. Right now, he is the only one. Only then can I communicate with the king and convey information, and sometimes I even wonder whether the instructions conveyed are really the meaning of the king.”

In fact, Yuan Futu had already guessed in his heart, but he never had any real evidence, so he said, "Then what are you going to do?"

The Luojiang Immortal said: "Every one of you is working hard for the future of the Immortal Kingdom. Naturally, my old bones cannot be left behind, so I plan to rescue the Lord and lead him out of the abyss."

"The fairy method that has been tampered with, he must have cultivated to a very deep level, and the muddy feet are deeply sunken. I am worried that even if I take action now, there is no way to save it." Yuan Futu sighed lightly and said.

Luojiang Immortal shook his head, "In short, I must try."

"Then I will have to thank the Immortal." Yuan Futu stood up and bowed deeply to him with great respect.

The Luojiang Immortal sighed and laughed: "Fortunately, there are magi like you in this filthy fairyland. No matter what the final result is, just do your best. Don't lose your life because of recklessness. I think your future will be more important than the future of this fairy country."

After saying that, he flew away and disappeared into the cold mist in the distance.

Yuan Futu stood there for a long time, and his heart became more and more determined, knowing that the moment to decide the fate of this fairyland would soon come.

Not long after, Young Master Yu walked in, with a serious expression on his face, and said, "How is it?"

Yuan Futu nodded deeply, and said, "It's time to start preparing."

……

One day later, late at night, in the Tang residence, a maidservant was carrying a basin of hot water. At this hour, she was going to wash up the Patriarch, and she did not dare to neglect at all.

But as soon as he walked to the side room, he found that the basin was gradually showing a crimson color, as if it was stained with blood, and it was like a mass of vigorously burning flames.

Her face turned pale immediately, feeling very frightened, her hands trembled, the copper basin fell to the ground, and the water in it spilled out, turning blood red.

The maid took two steps back in horror, and raised her head, only to find that the clouds floating in the sky were already glowing red, like a raging flame, burning the entire sky with anger.

She fell to the ground, screaming hysterically from her throat.

But at this moment, the wooden door in front of him was slowly pushed open, and a figure flitted out. Tang Zhentian was still supporting the ground with his hands, watching the vision in the sky with great interest, and shouted in a thin voice: "The fire is here! The sky is burning, the fire is burning the sky, hahahaha..."

At this moment, Tang Haotian who was in the front hall quickly rushed over with two guards, looked at the sky in astonishment, and said, "How could this be?"

He saw this cloud of fire spreading from afar, and the source was clearly where the Qingyang Sect was located.

"The Holy Immortal is coming! The Holy Immortal is coming! I am a Xuanxian, and I want to become a Holy Immortal. This treasure is mine, hahahaha!" Tang Zhentian suddenly supported it with both hands, and the whole person jumped into the air, one foot on the roof. On the blue tile, with a whoosh, he rushed into the cloud of fire and disappeared without a trace.

But the whole house collapsed suddenly because of the force of this foot, and it became a ruin in an instant.

Tang Haotian's face was full of shock, and he said immediately: "Hurry up, send out all the guards in the inner palace, and make sure to bring father back safe and sound!"

"Yes!" The two inner palace guards turned and left after taking the order.

……

Inside Qingyang Sect.

The magnificent white building like a giant is still half collapsed, like the ruins that have survived hundreds of millions of years, and inside, a Danding cauldron is still running on its own, and dozens of alchemy masters are sitting around it, taking great pains. The exquisite alchemy technique controls the red fairy fire.

The blood-colored medicine smoke slowly rose from the cauldron, soaring upwards, connecting with the sky, dyeing a large cloud layer red.

Immortal Dragon Slayer stood on top of the pile of ruins, looking at the runes on the surface of the tripod that were already bright to the limit, and felt the powerful medicinal power seeping out of it, as if it was affecting his Xuanxian realm that had reached the limit of perfection. The desire for power is extremely strong.

On the periphery of the white building, there are hundreds of powerful immortal cultivators, among them there are not a few gang immortals and golden immortals, and there has never been such a strict security here, even the immortal Yanyang and the immortal Xilai are among them .

"After waiting for so many years, the day of alchemy finally came. Master thinks how long it will take for the suzerain to become a saint after obtaining the foundation building pill?" Said the immortal Xilai.

Immortal Yan Yang said in a deep voice: "As long as you get the Foundation Establishment Pill, you can break through in less than half a year. The suzerain has stayed in the realm of perfection for too long."

"To be honest, sending so many disciples to guard the surrounding area is a little unnecessary. With the suzerain here, who would dare to act presumptuously?" Said the Immortal Xilai.

Immortal Yan Yang said coldly: "This furnace of building foundation pill is very important, and there is no room for loss!"

Immortal Xilai raised his head, looked at the churning sea of ​​blood floating in the sky, and couldn't help but yearn for the holy immortal in his heart. Immortal cultivators of this level, even if they entered the imperial court of the immortal world, would have considerable power, at least they would have the head of the guard. It can be said that he has taken a big step on the road to immortality.

rumble!

The sound of thunder did not come from the sky, but from the alchemy cauldron.

Dozens of alchemy masters couldn't sit still anymore, they all stood up, holding on with their bodies that were almost exhausted, and when it came to the most critical moment, no one would give up before the battle, they could refine a suitable The Foundation Establishment Pill used to break through the Saint Immortal is also an extremely brilliant stroke in their lives.

The group of red flames roared, like a waking demon, struggling to break through the cage. The Danding immediately trembled under its excitation, and the graphic and text talismans imprinted on the surface were even brighter and dazzling. The medicine smoke gushing out is even more endless.

Immortal Dragon Slayer's face was extremely excited. From collecting the elixir to searching for the alchemy cauldron, finally gathering these alchemy cauldron masters, and then to the refining process, it has been arranged for thousands of years. One day it finally blossomed.

It seems that the road to the sage has been laid out in front of him, it is a straight road to the sky!