Chapter 494: Lan Lizong's Shadow

Chapter 494: Lan Lizong’s Shadow

"Ah~~~" Fan Qingmu only had time to let out a scream, and a jet of black air emerged from his heart, and quickly spread to all parts of his body. As the black air emerged, pieces of rotten flesh accompanied him Falling from Fan Qingmu's body with a disgusting breath.

Fan Qingmu's corpse still kept its standing posture, and when the piece of meat fell to the ground in a strange "patta pata", the pale bones were exposed in a short while!

"Extremely poisonous..." Xiao Hua's eyes in the distance were immediately locked, thinking with a shudder in his heart, and then looked towards the door of the hall!

Fan Qingmu is dead! His coercion disappeared immediately, and the disciples of the Lanli Sect immediately became active, showing surprise, and many people shouted: "Master Hu, quickly open the formation!"

And above the hall just now, the only remaining disciple of Lingpei Villa also quietly put away the small triangular flag, stood up coldly, looked at the door of the hall, and was about to speak. At this moment, there was a sound of "swipe", and the door of the hall was indeed opened, a black object was thrown in, and a muffled "dang" sound fell on the upper table.

"Ah???" Above the hall, all the disciples are monks, why don't they understand? That black thing is nothing but the head of Hu Zhuang of Lingpei Villa!

"Master Hu???" Many disciples exclaimed, with panic on their faces. Unlike the rest of the disciples, the disciple of Lingpei Villa had a cruel smile on his lips. When the voice came from outside, an expression of extreme surprise appeared on his face.

"Hey, let me see how much pains Hu Ming has put in over the past ten years, and how many disciples of the Lanli Sect have been strained..." A sharp voice sounded, although it clearly sounded like a man's voice, but However, there was a hint of femininity in this voice.

"Yin... Uncle Yin..." That voice was obviously very special, and the disciples could immediately distinguish it even when they were frightened!

Following the shouts of the disciples, I saw a dozen or so monks slowly walking in at the entrance of the hall, the current one is a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, each of them is not tall, short in stature, and his face is also pointed and thin, only pale His face was very strange, far from the bloody look of ordinary monks.

Behind this Uncle Yin, there are more than a dozen disciples around the eleventh floor of Qi refining, but except for the first few who are acting normally, the other disciples are all sluggish, obviously injured, and, looking at The dejected expression, no accident, should be the disciple of the master Hu of Lingpei Villa.

Sure enough, the disciple who had just stood up had a look of surprise on his face, put one hand in his bosom again, and stood there quietly, looking at this Uncle Yin.

The Uncle Yin walked up to the hall, and glanced over, it was very strange that after passing by the faces of Xiao Hua and the others, he stopped among the disciples again!

"You are really brave. You know that I have a grievance with Hu Ming, but you dare to hide it from me and join him!" As soon as Master Yin's words came out, those pale-faced and trembling disciples rushed out, "Puff "With a sound, he knelt down on the open space and shouted while grabbing the ground with his head: "Uncle Yin, this junior is not seeking refuge with Hu Ming, but Hu Ming said that Ning Zhibao appeared today, so I just invited this junior to come and try it! I have no intention of betraying Uncle Yin!"

"Hmph, if it's so simple, will the old man scold you? If you only have such selfishness, why didn't you inform the old man? Why didn't you inform the old man's direct disciples?" Uncle Yin sneered.

"Uncle Master, then Hu Ming only said to keep it a secret, and not let the younger generation tell the second person!" A disciple boldly said.

"Swipe" Uncle Yin's face remained unchanged, and with a wave of his hand, a brilliance flashed, it seemed to be a magic weapon, and it seemed to be a yellow talisman. He hit the disciple, and the disciple naturally noticed that his body moved slightly, as if he wanted to resist, but The Yin Master Bowei pressed him down, just pressed him, he couldn't move, a green brilliance flashed, a scream, the disciple's body turned black, and pieces of rotten flesh fell from his body!

"Master, have mercy!" The other disciples shouted immediately.

"Hmph, are you the only one who knows? Since there are so many disciples gathered in this hall, is it possible that you are the only one who knows?" Uncle Yin said with a sneer to the bones that gradually appeared.

Then he looked at a few disciples who were grabbing the ground with their heads, and their foreheads were already bleeding, and said, "Since you know this, why did you do it in the first place? Back then, you were waiting for anyone, just give the old man a sound transmission talisman!"

"Master, please forgive me!" Several disciples were shocked and knew that it was gone, and they also had the idea of ​​​​resistance.

"Go, kill them!" Uncle Yin waved his hand and ordered, and at the same time, the coercion of the foundation was also suppressed.

"Yes, disciple understands!" Several disciples behind Uncle Yin responded, clapped their hands, and took out several yellow talismans.

"What about Qingyu? What about the other disciples? Master please give me instructions!" After several disciples walked a few steps, the fireball talisman in their hands was shot out, and it landed on those disciples, with several heart-piercing sounds Lung's screams stopped in everyone's ears, and when everyone was frightened, a thin disciple next to Uncle Yin asked in a low voice.

In an instant, everyone pricked up their ears, and looked pitifully at Uncle Yin in their eyes.

"Any other disciples?" Uncle Yin glanced coldly, and the sharp voice sounded again: "They didn't swear blood to be loyal to this old man..."

"I'll swear a blood oath right now..." All the disciples cried out when they heard this, and it seemed that they had a chance to live.

"Qingyu? He doesn't have to stay!" Uncle Yin looked at the disciple who had been standing in front of the table with his eyes and sneered, "Why doesn't this old man know what he's thinking?"

As he spoke, Uncle Yin raised his hand, flicked his middle finger, and flicked it out...

Seeing a spot of emerald green light coming out of Uncle Yin's hand, Qingyu's expression changed drastically. The hand hidden in his bosom didn't dare to hesitate, and he immediately pulled it out. It was the scarlet triangular flag just now!

Seeing the small flag, Uncle Yin's face was stunned, a look of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, and the finger that was about to pop out the second brilliance stopped unconsciously.

Let's say that Qingyu took out the small flag without pausing at all, where the mana moved it, a few strands of black brilliance shot out from the small flag, and shot straight towards the four walls of the hall, and Uncle Yin's eyes glowed With a look of interest, he watched the few strands of black light fall on the four walls of the hall, and did not raise his hand to stop it...

As those streaks of black brilliance fell on the four walls of the hall, a few streaks of black brilliance flashed from the four walls. As the brilliance flickered, the previous restrictions in the hall suddenly weakened, and a little bit of light gradually squeezed out between the restrictions. The black air spread rapidly, covering the entire hall.

"Quick, right now!" Xiao Hua shouted in the distance, clapped his hands, and a wisp of Samadhi True Fire emerged from his hands...

I saw Xiao Hua waved his hand, and the True Fire of Samadhi was born from his hand, and he slapped the nearest wall with his palm, and saw that the restriction on the wall was originally diluted by the black air, and after the True Fire of Samadhi was burnt, That restriction has already broken a small hole.

At this time, the restrictions on the four walls of the hall are changing from old to new, and Xiao Hua's plan really worked!

"Sickness!" At this time, Gan Diheng also shouted loudly, and with a wave of his hand, his Minghao halberd flew into the air immediately, and three-color brilliance emerged from the tip of the Minghao halberd, turning into three duck eggs The big ball of light rushed towards the place where the real fire of Samadhi was boiling.

"Bang rumbling" followed by three loud bangs, blasting the restriction on the wall until a hole the size of a person was blown out!

"Brother, let's go first!" Gan Diheng mobilized his mana, without hesitation, and flew towards the hole that was as big as a person. In front of his head, Ming Hao's halberd flew out first.

Although Xiao Hua was the closest to the wall, he didn't move, he just looked at Qing Yu, his heart was churning, although he had never seen this scarlet triangular flag, but the restriction of this black air was no stranger , it is very similar to the magic formation he saw on Baizhang Peak, and from the tumbling black energy, he also saw the difference, it is obviously the magic energy!

"Magic Cultivation!!!" Xiao Hua judged it immediately! However, looking at Qingyu's appearance, it seems that he is not possessed by the blood shadow, and is no different from ordinary human monks!

Suddenly, Xiao Hua frowned slightly, thinking of what Xiao Xianrui said that day, secretly said: "The Heavenly Demon Sect? Is this disciple the Heavenly Demon Sect disciple that Senior Sister said?"

At the same time, Xiao Hua also paid a little attention to look at that Uncle Yin, the Zhen Yunyin in his body was ready to shoot at any time.

Unexpectedly, Master Yin didn't seem to see the actions of Xiao Hua and the others, but only looked at Qingyu. It seemed that Qingyu, a disciple of Lingpei Villa on the 12th level of Qi Refining, was more powerful than Xiao Hua's four Yuleizong disciples. Everything is important!

"Look at me!" Seeing that after Qian Diheng fled, the black air on the wall became thicker and gradually covered the hole again, Kun Feiyan shouted coldly, and the sleepy thunder bead in his hand The same thing came out, and the trapped thunderball was enlarged to the size of a bowl before it flew to the wall. Countless tiny lightning bolts were released from the trapped thunderball, hitting the black air with a "crackling" sound. The thunder light was indeed the nemesis of the black air. , Countless black air was annihilated in the thunder light, and immediately another hole twice as big as before was born.

"Go poor!" Kun Feiyan let out a coquettish voice, and flew up, throwing herself into the hole.

"Ouch!" Qing Yu turned his attention away from Uncle Yin at this moment. Seeing that two disciples of Yu Leizong had fled, his face became anxious, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the small triangle flag. The black light of the flag flashed, and more bloodshot black light flew out from the small flag, hitting the four walls of the hall frequently, and thick black air gushed out from the walls even more crazily. Just fill up the hole that Kun Feiyan escaped from.

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