Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Purple lotus magic seed? What's that?" Yang Xuan asked puzzled.

"I ask you, did the girl suddenly go crazy when she woke up just now?" The little Panther murmured.

"That's right. What does it have to do with what kind of demon you said?" Yang Xuan said nervously.

I don't know why. At the moment of hearing the name, Yang Xuan had a cold feeling behind him, and there was some speculation.

"Of course, the purple lotus magic seed is a seed, but the seed is planted in people's hearts. Once the magic seed takes root, the planter will completely lose his consciousness and fall into the control of the enemy."

"What do you mean... Miss Liu has been planted with this kind of magic, so she was crazy just now?"

"Yes, boy, that's why I said you were in big trouble. According to the memory of the guy's spirit, there is no way to solve the purple lotus demon."

There is no way to untie it!

Yang Xuan subconsciously looked back. Ning Zifeng was still talking to Liu Hongti in the room. Their gentle voices came out of the gap in the room, showing great love.

If the purple lotus magic seed is really as incomprehensible as the little black leopard said, Miss Liu's final result will certainly become a puppet in the hands of those ghosts. Such a result is unacceptable to brother Ning and himself.

"Is there really no other way? If something happens to Miss Liu, brother Ning will be very uncomfortable." Yang Xuan frowned and asked.

"Boy, I tell you, the best way now is to kill that girl immediately, otherwise you will have endless trouble. Although it takes decades for the magic seed to take root, it's hard to guarantee that those guys have no means to give birth to the magic seed."

The little Panther said in a deep voice. It seemed that she didn't say enough. Finally, she added: "it's even more troublesome!"

Kill Liu Hongti? No, no, no, absolutely not. Let's not say whether we can pass Ning Zifeng, but that Yang Xuan can't do it himself.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Xuan couldn't understand. He simply sat on the stone stool in the yard and scratched his ears and cheeks and thought again.

At the same time, in the sky, a huge black air rushed through the sky. When it reached the post station, it suddenly stopped and turned around the post station twice, as if it was determining something.

A moment later, it had determined its goal, and immediately fell down like a meteor, whistling out a long virtual shadow.

There's something!

Yang Xuan suddenly mentioned it in his heart, and immediately had a hunch. When he looked up, there was indeed a black spirit rushing towards him.

"This familiar breath... It's those ghost repair pens again!"

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, patted the storage bag, took out the wooden sword, jumped high against the black gas, and waved a sword.

Bang!

The black gas burst open in an instant. Yang Xuan thought he had succeeded. Before he could be happy, the scattered black gas condensed into three smaller black gases and rushed down again.

Yang Xuan didn't hesitate. The wooden sword took off and shot directly at a regiment, and summoned Xiao Hei to disperse a regiment. The rest of the regiment was dispersed by his fist, and the sky was calm again.

Even so, Yang Xuan still didn't let go. His eyes were fixed on the sky, and his divine consciousness was released, feeling all the small changes in the air.

A trace of black gas floated slowly, but it never dispersed. A moment later, it gathered again, and more than a dozen smaller black gases appeared impressively.

right enough! Every time these black gases disperse, they will gather together again and become smaller but more forms.

Seeing the black gas coming again, Yang Xuan couldn't help feeling a headache.

Just when he was at a loss, the little Panther suddenly roared, "boy, burn them with your Liyan!"

Yes!

Yang Xuan suddenly realized that his aura was running rapidly, and slowly spread out his palm. A burning feeling was generated, and then a beating small flame appeared in his palm.

"Go!"

Yang Xuan waved his big hand, the Liyan in his palm differentiated into more than a dozen streamers in the blink of an eye, and rushed to the black gas in the air.

The black air was falling. He didn't pay any attention to these insignificant flames and hit them hard with enough breath. Unexpectedly, these flames grew as soon as they saw the wind, quickly turned into a half Zhang high tongue of fire, and contained all the black gas. For a moment, flames were everywhere in the air, and the fire was beautiful.

In just half an hour, the flame in the sky slowly dissipated and the black gas disappeared at the same time.

Yang Xuan didn't relax. His heavenly eyes suddenly opened and looked at the sky for a long time. He was sure he didn't see any residue. He was relieved.

These ghost repair methods are annoying. Once they are stained with them, they are like maggots of tarsal bones. They can't get rid of them. Just like Yang Xuan now, it took great efforts to solve the black gas.

But before he sat down to rest for a while, a line stretched out in his mind again and his eyes suddenly looked into the sky.

There's another cloud of black gas!

"What the hell is this, so annoying!" Yang Xuan clenched his teeth and stood up, carrying another Liyan in his hand.

"Anyway, it's not a good thing. It's probably not for you. It's for that girl." The little Panther said faintly, without the slightest sense of panic.

Yang Xuan couldn't help looking back at Liu Hongti's room. Then Li Yan quickly got rid of it and ran straight to the black air in the sky.

No, I have to save Miss Liu today!

Looking at his stubborn appearance, the little black leopard couldn't help sighing: "you said your boy is kind-hearted. That girl is not your daughter-in-law. It's all done with one knife, and the trouble in saving keeps coming to the door."

Yang Xuan immediately shouted angrily, "little panther, if you say that again, I'll be angry!"

Usually, the little Panther likes to fight with Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan is used to it, but Yang Xuan is really angry when he still says such sarcastic words at this time.

Seeing him angry, the little Panther shook her head, slowly fell down and never spoke again.

Anyway, the trouble is not solved by himself. If he wants to be a good man, let him be!

In this way, Yang Xuan stayed in the yard and scattered four black Qi in a short period of time. But ghost Xiu's willpower also exceeded Yang Xuan's imagination. Unexpectedly, a moment later, he ushered in the fifth black gas.

Yang Xuan was still lucky. He was ready to burn away the black Qi from the inflammation. As soon as he mobilized his spiritual power, he suddenly felt a pain in the Dantian.

No, the original blood essence has not recovered. It is still used so recklessly. At the moment, the spiritual power has been consumed.

Looking at the black gas falling down, he had no way. Yang Xuan bit his teeth, simply bumped into it, and shouted, "brother Ning, run!"