Chapter 462 Returning to the Clan to Nurture the Wind and Ghost Brothers

The petals drooped, looking like plants, but they moved slightly, as if dancing.

The flowers were about to bloom, with some golden stamens in the middle. They were not in the water, but on land.

This was a strange white lotus.

The breath was rising and falling, eye-catching, soft and subtle, and difficult to detect.

At this moment, the white lotus was in full bloom, and suddenly opened its petals, bursting with purple divine light, like a swimming fish, shooting at the three people at a rapid speed.

The sword energy was contained in the stamens, like a continuous drizzle.

This power almost reached the peak of the warrior realm, and the air around seemed to be trembling.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang immediately shouted: "Be careful!"

While he was speaking, he raised his hand and sacrificed the Red Maple Sword.

The Red Maple Sword moved without wind, rose up suddenly, and flew above the sky.

Before the sound of the sword fell, it was like a torrent of steel, blocking the purple divine light and colliding directly with each other.

When the two collided, an invisible sword energy turned into green smoke and dissipated in the air.

Only the electric sparks of the collision were left running wildly in the air.

The other two also reacted, standing together with Ye Yang, forming a tight encirclement and moving forward quickly.

Wang Xijing's face changed slightly, and he shot a meteor shower, which fell like a rainstorm, instantly dyeing the surroundings into a sea of ​​fire.

The white cane in the hands of Shangguan Lao Taijun instantly turned into a snake and flew out suddenly, like a white thunder.

Then, the three of them each occupied a corner and formed a defensive formation.

Ye Yang watched the surroundings vigilantly to avoid sudden attacks.

At this time, the ground shook.

In addition to the white lotus, endless vines came, like a flying dragon, with barbs all over them.

Ye Yang jumped up, dodged the vine attack, and looked back.

It was the huge vine clinging to the cliff.

It flashed with a strange light, like a ghost's tentacles.

Flying and tumbling up and down, like a reed in the wind.

Wang Xijing waved his hand to release countless fireballs.

These fireballs were like stars.

Draw dazzling tracks in the air and headed straight for the endless vines.

He waved the fiery red auspicious cloud Ganoderma lucidum jade ruyi and poured the magic power in his body like jade liquid into his palm.

"Burn the sky and boil the sea!".

With one move, the temperature around rose instantly, and a strong flame atmosphere spread.

The flames were like a violent dragon, rushing straight to the endless vines. Under the impact of the flames, the vines quickly burned like lit straw.

Seeing Wang Xijing and the vines entangled together.

Ye Yang waved his hand, and the scaly demon elephant immediately got into his sleeves.

Seeing an opportunity, he got out again, rolled in the wind, and the vicious aura burst out instantly.

The fangs were sharp, and a huge bronze hand stretched out, tightly grasped the root of the white lotus, and stuffed it into its mouth.

At this moment, the white lotus suddenly expanded, covering an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius.

In the middle of the lotus, there was a ball of purple fire, shaped like a trident, burning madly, burning the surrounding air.

Seeing this, Ye Yang was terrified, worried that the demon elephant would have an accident.

Fortunately, after the demon elephant bit the lotus root, it roared, and an illusory light of sin shot out of its body.

The evil light spread, like a faint word of evil, blocking the forehead and also blocking the flames.

"The evil word fragment of Tianji Ce!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang's worried heart finally calmed down.

The demon elephant opened its mouth wide and bit the root of the white lotus in its mouth.

Seeing this, Ye Yang immediately swung his sword.

A huge sword light was like a tiger, roaring and slashing in the air.

It directly pierced the white lotus.

A miserable sound came from the inside of the lotus, and it wanted to resist.

But the next moment, it was wrapped by Wang Xijing's flames and burned out a bare plant.

Wang Xijing's eyes showed a hint of excitement.

The purple fire contained in the white lotus was just right for his Tingyu Tianhuo Gong.

White air came out of his mouth and nose, constantly absorbing the purple trident flame, trying to increase his own cultivation.

And Ye Yang and others also hurriedly cooperated.

Under the continuous siege of the three people.

Ye Yang waved the Red Maple Sword, and countless sword threads spread everywhere.

It went directly through the petals of the white lotus. After a while, the huge petals were poked with tattered holes.

Finally, the Qingmu Spirit was killed.

After completing all this, Wang Xijing also took the purple fire into his body.

It looked like it would be of great benefit.

These two demon spirits were powerful, and offering them sacrifices would be extremely beneficial to the growth of the sect's specialty products.

The effect of strength in numbers was reflected here.

If it was a lone cultivator fighting alone, it would be impossible to win so easily.

After Wang Xijing absorbed the purple flame, he glanced at Ye Yang and said.

"When the sword was slashed just now, the world fell into stillness. It was really terrifying. I'm afraid that Dao Xinghe may not be your opponent."

Ye Yang was not as optimistic as him.

"That Dao Xinghe rose step by step from obscurity, and inherited the ancient sword magic. He is definitely extraordinary. The outcome is still unknown."

Wang Xijing admired Ye Yang's humility.

"That being said, you should not underestimate yourself."

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Then everyone searched separately in the earth veins,

Finally, a large group of transparent stone pillars as bright as crystal were found in the roots of the white lotus.

The color is like green glass, with a layer of scales on the outside, and the whole body is bright and shining.

Lao Taijun Shangguan was very happy when she saw it.

"This is the legendary Taiyi Qingmu Spirit."

Ye Yang took the things away.

Several people continued to search for possible treasures underground.

However, after a long time, nothing new was found.

After a sigh, everyone decided to leave.

…

Outside the cave.

Some green wood monsters in the land have been cleared by the disciples of Feitianmen.

After one person killed a leopard-like monster, he put it in the storage bag and said to the person next to him.

"Wang Protector, look!"

When this person shouted, the protector seemed to have discovered something.

"There are actually thieves spying on us, making trouble under the nose of my Feitianmen, it's simply courting death."

"This time, there is an elder, a hall master, seven warrior realm protectors, and forty-nine Tongqi realm disciples."

"Whoever wants to go against us will die without a burial place."

This place is located in the wild area, but everyone knows it.

The terrifying thing in the wild area has never been monsters, but people.

After a while.

The mountains in the distance are undulating, as if they are churning, and several people come out of the cave.

It is Ye Yang and the other two.

When they saw them, other guardians, disciples and others came forward and said respectfully: "Greetings, elder, hall master."

Ye Yang nodded and asked: "Is there anything going on?"

The leader responded after hearing Ye Yang's words.

"Hall master, we are waiting outside the cave. A large number of demons appeared before and broke into the formation."

Ye Yang took a look and found that most of them were green wood spirits of various shapes.

He opened his mouth and ordered: "Quickly collect the bodies of these demons and return to the sect."

So a group of disciples carefully dissected the bodies of these demons, selected useful items and put them into storage bags.

Wang Xijing and Ye Yang looked at each other.

"Did you find anything?"

Ye Yang secretly operated his sword pupils, and red light flashed in his eyes.

He found a figure in the distant mountains and forests, standing on the crown of a giant tree and flying continuously, as if peeping at them.

"It's a cultivator who wants to come here to collect money."

...

At this time.

Beside a cool stream.

A man in black, with a centipede-like scar on his face, thrust out a sword, and a wave of air appeared in the void, splitting a ferocious giant bear in half.

He dug out the demon pill of the giant bear skillfully and put it into the storage bag.

He looked back and saw a skinny companion who looked like a skeleton, staring at the front with burning eyes.

"Feitianmen seems to have found something extraordinary. Should we go and rob it?"

"Who?"

He was about to speak, but he was startled by something and looked to the side.

He saw a figure approaching quietly not far away.

The two immediately became alert, staring at the figure vigilantly, took out their magic weapons, and took a fighting stance, their eyes full of murderous intent.

"Who!"

In this wild area, the careless people have long died.

The figure got closer and closer, and finally revealed its true face.

It was a short figure, emitting green light, with cunning eyes, and hair tied up like a rat's braid.

"It's Old Rat! I thought it was someone else."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not relax their vigilance.

"Brother Fenggui, let's not beat around the bush. Feitianmen has harvested a large amount of Qingmu Spirit this time. Do you want to do it again?"

"I'm afraid it won't be easy. The leader is quite strong."

"So what? Who said we have to face them head-on?"

"We can't beat them in a fight. But run? They are outsiders, how can they outrun us?"

"We do this, this... After we succeed, we will immediately escape into the wild forest. Even if Feitianmen is strong, we can't find us."

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound.

Old Rat felt something was wrong and immediately became alert.

The two saw that Old Rat was concentrating on a bamboo leaf and seemed to have discovered something.

"What's wrong?"

"There's movement." Rat Monster said in a low voice.

"It seems like something is watching us in the dark."

The three of them quickly took a fighting stance and looked around vigilantly.

Soon.

A kite flapped its wings and flew out of the bamboo forest.

"It turned out to be a kite."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry."

But the next moment.

They suddenly felt the wind around them getting colder.

Looking back, they realized that it was not the wind that was cold.

Only then did they realize that their heads had been separated from their bodies at some point.

A flash of sword light shone, like a meteor streaking through the sky, piercing through the darkness of the bamboo forest, and instantly illuminating the front.

The sword was really too fast.

It was so fast that only after the head was cut off did they see the trace of the sword light.

A figure stood in front of them.

Holding a red maple sword, his eyes were firm.

Dressed in black, with a masculine and heroic face, he also had a sharp knife like a white horse handle on his right shoulder.

"Yes, it's Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers."

They didn't expect that before they could make a move, they would be chased by others just by making plans.

...

"You are a clown, not worthy of being in a noble place, yet you dare to imitate those thieves and attack our Feitianmen."

Wang Xijing, wearing a purple Taoist robe, slowly floated over, flicked his hands and shot out three flames, burning the three people to ashes.

Ye Yang glanced at him briefly, and the clear air rose up, stepping into the air.

The Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle and the Flying Ray were waiting in the sky above the bamboo forest.

A few people flew back to Feitianmen with a group of demon corpses.

...

Feitianmen.

The back mountain.