A seal of immortality

Chapter 664
Dazhou is located in the southeastern part of the Great Song Dynasty. Most of the territory is a plain water town with rich products. There are also many spiritual mountains and rivers. Yunheng Mountain is one of them.

Yunheng Mountain is four to five hundred feet high, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, with three or four hundred miles of spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy is quite abundant.

The entire Yunheng mountain is occupied by the Huang family of the immortal cultivator family, from the elders to the ordinary clansmen all live in this mountain.

The Huang family is also ranked among the top five immortal cultivating families in Dazhou. Although the Huang family does not have a Nascent Soul cultivator, the Huang family has frequently married other immortal cultivating families for hundreds of years. Under the door, no one troubled the Huang family.

Huang Ming is one of the three elders of the Huang family. He is 480 years old this year, and he is still stuck in the late stage of alchemy, unable to go any further.

Frustrated, he simply put his mind on cultivating the children of the next generation, hoping to cultivate a few more good seedlings so that the family can continue to prosper.

On this day, he was preaching to a group of juniors in the Martial Arts Hall. Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a fair face walked in quickly, with a flustered expression.

The middle-aged man's lips moved a few times, apparently sending a voice transmission to Huang Ming.

A dignified look slowly appeared on Huang Ming's face, he turned his head and told a group of juniors: "The old man has a very important guest to meet, and I will continue to tell you another day."

After speaking, Huang Ming and the middle-aged man walked out quickly.

Seeing this scene, many children of the Huang family looked at each other in blank dismay. They were a little curious as to what kind of guests came to make their second uncle so cautious.

Not long after, Huang Ming followed the middle-aged man to a spacious hall.

A handsome man in white was chatting with a round-faced man in a yellow robe. The two were chatting and laughing, and got along very well.

"Second brother, you are here. This is the senior Wang from Taiqing Palace. He is passing through Dazhou to pay a special visit to our Huang family." The round-faced man stood up and introduced with a smile.

"Junior Huang Ming has met Senior Wang." Huang Ming bowed and saluted, his expression extremely respectful.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, you're welcome. Wang is here today. Actually, he has a small favor and needs the help of a nobleman." The man in white said with a smile on his face. The man in white was Wang Changsheng.

"Little busy? I don't know what senior needs our Huang family to do? Our Huang family will do our best to do it for Senior Wang." Huang Ming was slightly taken aback, rolled his eyes, and said flatteringly.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I'll borrow the heads of the two of you." After finishing speaking, Wang Changsheng's face darkened, his sleeves shook, and a bloody light flashed out, piercing through Huang Ming's body like lightning. Huang Ming's body It shriveled up quickly and turned into a mummy.

The blood light circled and went straight to the round-faced man.

The round-faced man's complexion changed drastically. He didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly opened his mouth and sprayed out a small yellow shield, which swelled in the wind and stood in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped the yellow jade pendant on his chest with his palm, and a thick yellow light curtain emerged close to him, protecting him inside.

With two "bang" and "bang", the yellow shield was split into two, and the yellow light curtain couldn't hold it for even a moment before it shattered.

With a scream, the blood light quickly pierced through the round-faced man's body, and the round-faced man's body shriveled quickly, as if he had been sucked dry of blood.

At this time, the middle-aged man also came to his senses. He took out a yellow talisman from the storage bag and was about to crush it, but at this moment, a red light flew out from Wang Changsheng's waist, and quickly pierced through the middle. young man's chest.

The middle-aged man fell straight down, his eyes widened, and he covered his chest with his hands, only to see that there was a bloody hole in his heart.

Ye Mingyue landed on the ground, holding a bloody heart in her hand.

She licked her red lips, opened her mouth to spit out a red light, and rolled her heart into her mouth.

At the same time, the screams alarmed the two guards outside, and they ran in to see what happened.

When they saw their ancestor died tragically in the hall, their expressions changed drastically and they ran away.

The corner of Ye Mingyue's mouth curled into a sarcasm, and her two slender palms grabbed forward, stretched quickly, and grabbed the necks of the two guards. The bodies of the two guards shriveled quickly and turned into mummified corpses.

"Okay, don't play, let's make a quick decision. It will be bad if there are high-ranking monks passing by. Remember, if you don't stay, kill one member of my Wang family. I will kill thousands of them." Wang Changsheng waved He waved his hand and ordered, a cold light flashed quickly in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, he patted the spirit beast bag and body bag on his waist with his palm, and two bloodthirsty spirit bats and three celestial corpses flew out of their leather bags immediately.

"Go! Enjoy your delicious meal, move quickly." Wang Changsheng ordered lightly, with one hand, a bloody circle circled, and flew back to his hand. It was the Demon Dragon Sword.

Two bloodthirsty spirit bats flapped their wings excitedly and flew out.

The three zombies jumped out, and rushed towards the members of the Huang family who came to check the situation with fierce eyes.

Soon, there was a scream outside the hall, vaguely mixed with the siren.

Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye to the screams outside, and looked at the magic dragon sword in his hand with fiery eyes.

The power of the Demon Dragon Sword was far beyond Wang Changsheng's expectation, breaking two defensive magic weapons in a row only consumes a bit more mana.

After absorbing the blood and soul of two alchemy monks, the bloody light on the surface of the Demon Dragon Sword deepened, and the smell of blood became stronger.

As soon as Wang Changsheng held the Demon Dragon Sword, a killing intent appeared in his mind.

He shook his head, turned his hand and put away the Demon Dragon Sword.

When Wang Changsheng walked out of the hall, he found that half of Yunheng Mountain was covered by a cloud, and ghosts crawled out of the cloud one after another, and rushed towards the Huang family members.

One after another, members of the Huang family fell into a pool of blood, Yunheng Mountain was ablaze, and the screams of women and children continued.

Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye to this. When his Wang family was wiped out, it must have been like this.

There were 36 law enforcement disciples of the Taiqing Palace who participated in the extermination of the Wang family, most of them were resigned, and one person succeeded in forming alchemy and disappeared. Most of these people are casual cultivators, and some of them come from the cultivating family. The Huang family is the most powerful among these families of a share.

"Monster, how dare you commit murder here, and seek death." A majestic male voice suddenly came from the sky.

A big red hand suddenly appeared above Ye Mingyue, and quickly slapped it down.

With a sound of "Puff", Ye Mingyue's complexion changed drastically, her body exploded suddenly, turning into more than a dozen red lights and fleeing in all directions, two of which were caught by the big red hands, and the other red lights flew back to Wang Changsheng's side. With a flash of light, Ye Mingyue appeared, her face was a little pale, and her breath was a little weak.

With one move by Ye Mingyue, all the ghosts quickly flew back into the dark clouds, and the dark clouds turned into a jet-black command flag, and quickly flew back to Ye Mingyue's sleeves, disappearing.

Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes and looked into the void.

A short and fat old man in a red robe stepped on a red flood dragon more than [-] feet long, and stood in the void of several hundred feet. Behind the short and fat old man stood two alchemy stage monks, a man and a woman.

The aura of the short and fat old man was much stronger than that of Wang Changsheng. He was obviously a Nascent Soul cultivator. Looking at the messy Huang's manor, he frowned.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in my affairs? Are you getting impatient?" Wang Changsheng said lightly, his expression extremely calm.

(End of this chapter)