The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Although he also understood that all this was for a grand plan, it still made him a little unhappy to let go of an evenly matched opponent so easily.

At this moment, Qi Zhi walked out of the broken army war boat, looked at Feng Yidao's not so good expression, and after greeting the ancestor of the Yan family, he quietly said a few words to Feng Yidao.

Feng Yidao's eyes lit up when he heard what he said. He looked at Qi Zhi, as if asking if this was possible.

Qi Zhi quietly glanced at the ancestor of the Yan family and nodded to Feng Yidao.

Then, Feng Yida turned into a ball of escaping light and fled away in the direction where the Moon-watching Demon King left.

At this moment, the old ancestor of the Yan family spoke

"What Qi Xiaoyou just said is somewhat different from our previous strategy."

Qi Zhi cupped his hands towards him and said with a smile:

"You didn't stop me, don't you think what I said is feasible?

Besides, if I don't pursue my senior brother's temperament today, I'm afraid I will miss him for a long time. "

The ancestor of the Yan family smoothed down his long sleeves.

“I’m old and don’t understand what you young people think anymore;

I wonder if your trip will go well? "

Qizhi nodded,

“Thanks to you, old man, everything went well on this trip;

But there is only one thing, we met a demon king under the command of the great demon king of Qingwen in Langhu Paradise.

However, the demon king was not very capable and was beaten back by his senior brother. "

The ancestor of the Yan family nodded and said:

“That’s good;

Now that our tasks here are completed, Ming Jin withdraws his troops!

It's time for these little guys to go back to the city and have a good rest. "

After all, the real battle is still to come, and everything today is just an appetizer.

Soon, the sound of gongs sounded on the war boat.

The war boat slowly landed on the ground, waiting for the victorious monks to return to Maoxing Fortress.

The giant puppets of the Haoran Sect, the spirit elephants of the Yan family, and the demon fire giants of the Shaoyang sect also ran back to the Maoxing Fortress on their own.

After running around for most of the day, everyone in the Gu family was very tired. Except for Gu Changhuan, everyone else had consumed a lot of real energy. So after returning to Lan Yue Peak, they all chose to go back to their room to meditate.

Gu Changhuan, who was still energetic, thought for a while and decided to talk to Gu Xuanzhan about the matter first.

After Gu Xuanzhan heard Qi Zhi's promise, he was very happy and said:

"Now that you have reached the seventh level of Zi Mansion, it won't take many years to advance to the Golden Elixir. Now that you have the Golden Elixir and Jade Liquid, you don't have to worry about the future!

After the war, you can retreat with peace of mind and advance to Jindan, and my Gu family will also be a Jindan family! "

Gu Changhuan nodded, thinking a little proudly that I don't need this to form a pill.

Not long after, Gu Changhuan returned to his room, set up layers of restrictions, and entered the Xuantian Tower.

After today's battle, his body was stained with a lot of bloody smell. Although the robes were not stained with ordinary filth, Gu Changhuan always felt that the bloody smell could not be completely eliminated without bathing.

After cleaning, Gu Changhuan started to take out things.

Today, he still found a lot of good things in Langhu Blessed Land.

Of course, he is not the only one who has gained something. It is just that the quality of other people's gains is difficult to compare with him.

The day after Gu Changhuan and others returned from Langhu Paradise, news spread like an explosion in Maoxing Fortress.

"Brother, are you telling the truth? Demon King Wangyue is really dead?"

asked a young man in a teahouse full of guests.

Opposite him was an old-looking Haoran Sect monk with a late-stage cultivation of Zifu. Hearing his question, he nodded and said:

"Why did I lie to you about this kind of thing?

I watched the Moon-Watching Demon King die under the sword of our ancestor of the Haoran Sect! "

As he said this, the monk at the next table suddenly said:

“What this old man said is absolutely true;

Not to mention the Moon-watching Demon King, even the fourth-order monsters under him were all killed by our human monks without exception! "

Seeing that someone else knew about it, the young man looked over and said,

"What's going on?

Fellow Taoist, you might as well come and sit down and talk about it carefully.

I went back to the city with everyone early yesterday. I still don’t know what happened after that! "

The old man of the Haoran Sect was robbed of the limelight and took a sip of tea with some displeasure.

The monk at the next table didn't care about the old man. He sat over and said:

"To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I personally participated in the final siege yesterday."

"The final siege?"

The young man was puzzled.

I saw the monk at the next table continue to say:

"I think my brother is the group of people who participated in the sneak attack on Langhu Paradise, right?"

The young man nodded, that was indeed the case.

The person at the next table continued:

"What I don't know is that there is a group of people who participated in the sneak attack on Langhu Paradise, but they did not return with everyone.

Instead, he stayed in Langhu Paradise.

When the Demon King Wangyue finally led the few remaining demon beasts back to Langhu Paradise, he used the formation to eliminate them in one fell swoop under the leadership of Ancestor Luo Feng and Ancestor Zhan Tian. "

At this time, in the private room on the second floor, a girl held her chin and complained:

"If I had known this, we would have stayed quietly in Langhu Paradise."

The young man sitting opposite her snorted lightly and said:

"The ancestor hid the news so well that he would not let us know about it."

A fifth-level demon king, with so many fourth-level demon beasts counterattacking at random, who knows how dangerous it is. Their ancestor is very shrewd and will not let any accidents happen to the two most outstanding descendants of the family!

The girl sighed,

"It would be great if I could cultivate to the Golden Core realm as soon as possible. In this way, I don't have to be watched by the ancestors and the elders all the time and can't go here or there."

It seems that according to the girl's words, condensing the Golden Core is just a matter of course for her and the boy opposite, without any difficulty.

"With excellent qualifications like you and me, it is naturally not difficult to condense the Golden Core;

But you and I are so talented, what is a mere Golden Core? Our goal is to successfully form an infant and protect our Yan family for a thousand years!

Open up the territory and unify the East Wilderness!"

The boy said so, his words were full of pride!

If an ordinary cultivator said this, it might be no different from a fairy tale, but these two people were none other than Yan Qingzhu and Yan Qingwan, the brother and sister of the Yan family. With their qualifications and the support of the Yan family, this is naturally possible.

Yan Qingwan looked at his brother and took out a box of snacks from the storage bag.

"My mother gave it to me when I left. Do you want to eat it?"

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Yan Qingzhu suddenly lost his ambition and quickly took a piece of snack from the box and ate it with relish while drinking tea.