Chapter 1250 Want to Leave

"Ask you, where is my fairy treasure?!"

Cang Lei Immortal Ancestor asked again, with a hint of sternness in his voice unconsciously.

The higher the cultivation level, the keener the intuition, and they will often have some premonitions when encountering major events related to their own life and death. Just like now, he knew it was impossible, but his heart just couldn't calm down, especially when he looked into the other person's empty eyes.

This time Li Chuyi finally reacted. The hand behind his back moved to the front. The seven gray iron awls in his hand were particularly eye-catching.

"Asshole...bastard! I want your life!!!"

Cang Lei Immortal Ancestor was furious, roared violently, and jumped to kill him.

For monks, magic weapons are sometimes more important than their own lives, because the quality of magic weapons is often related to their own safety. Now that his most beloved magic weapon had been reduced to scrap metal, he didn't know how the other party did it, and no matter why the other party made him uneasy, he just wanted to kill someone at this moment.

Seeing that Li Chuyi was in danger, Ye Zhichen immediately came to his rescue. However, the furious Cang Lei was almost teleporting. His flying sword was pushed to the extreme and he could only follow behind Cang Lei. He couldn't do anything in a short period of time. Shorten the distance between the two parties.

However, Li Chuyi seemed to be stunned, still standing there expressionless, turning a blind eye to Cang Lei who was approaching him instantly, and even when the other party's angry palm hit him, he remained unmoved and allowed his palm to strike. top of the head.

"die!!!"

"First grade!!!"

Roars and exclamations sounded at the same time, but they were all stuck in his throat the next moment.

The expected head-explosion did not appear. Cang Lei stood motionless after being struck with a palm, his face showing the pleasure of resolving his hatred but making no further moves. Li Chuyi, on the other hand, stood there intact, uninjured and without fighting back. He just stood there, his eyes covered by Cang Lei's wide sleeves, but his expression should still be the same as before. No changes.

The thunder was loud and the raindrops were light. Such a weird scene immediately stopped many people from looking at it.

"Senior Brother Wang?"

Immortal Ancestor Yunjing felt something was wrong, so he called out and found that Cang Lei still had no response. Just as he was about to go over and take a look, he suddenly felt his heart startled, but it was Lingxian who took advantage of his distraction to fight back.

"evil creature!"

Yunjing was furious and activated the Immortal Falling Talisman to kill him head on, but Lingxian sneered and refused to give in. He let the Immortal Falling Talisman fall on him and nothing happened.

"how come?!"

"Idiot, the power of the Falling Immortal Talisman has been almost exhausted a long time ago. Do you think the remaining power can hurt me?"

The Lingxian's ridicule made Yunjing's expression extremely ugly. He naturally discovered that the power of the Falling Immortal Talisman was weakening, but the Lingxian's embarrassed appearance deceived him into thinking that the Falling Immortal Talisman was his nemesis who would die if he touched it.

Seeing the white mist coming up as a hood, he roared angrily and backed away. At the same time, he recalled the array flags and spread them around him, hoping to use the fairy fire to kill the immortals.

"Let's see what you use to block it!"

The spirit fairy, which had shrunk to less than one-tenth of its original size, had no intention of retreating and was still chasing Yunjing like smoke, as if it wanted to capture its opponent before the fairy fire rose.

Yun Jing laughed angrily, and after the formation flag returned to its position, he silently performed the Immortal Technique. In an instant, the flames rose into the sky again, and the hot immortal fire enveloped the two of them. The cloud scenery was naturally unobstructed, and he waited patiently with a ferocious smile on his face for the mist-like fairy smoke to dissipate. However, the smile froze on his face, because although the mist was rolled up and erratic by the heat wave, it never showed any sign of dissipating. No.

"Kid, did you misunderstand something?"

Seeing that he was stunned, Lingxian laughed out loud, and the deep teasing in his voice made Yunjing's expression change again and again, urging the array flags to change continuously, using wind, rain, thunder, lightning, fire, earth and burial one after another, but Lingxian still couldn't. Mie, as always, was floating in front of his eyes like a ghost.

With a flash of cold light, the sword was unsheathed, and Yun Jing fiercely urged the immortal power to strike down with the sword of Lingxian.

Immortal magic couldn't kill him, so he didn't believe that his Spirit Purifying Sword, which had been soaked in a spiritual spring, couldn't kill him either.

This sword was specially made by him to deal with underworld cultivators. It will do great harm to ghosts and ghosts. No matter how weird the spirit immortal is, he must have a soul. As long as he is struck by this sword, his soul will not be destroyed but will be injured.

"Hey, the sword is good, but it's a pity it's useless!"

Amidst the laughter of the thief, the Pure Spirit Sword slashed through the white mist. The white mist surged for a few times and then returned to its original state. Listening to the voice of the Spirit Fairy, he should not be hurt at all.

"Damn, what the hell are you!!"

Yunjing was completely confused, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Lingxian.

The first round of fighting was interrupted by the appearance of the Fallen Immortal Talisman, so that his estimate of the Immortal Spirit was skewed, and he never thought that the other party would be so weird.

"I am not a ghost, I am a thought, the pure truth in your Tao heart. You have been possessed by demons, so I woke up and came to help you out. I am you, you are not you, and I Only by becoming one can you awaken your true heart and return to the real you!”

Lingxian's voice gradually became ethereal, with a strong appeal that made Yun Jing's eyes sometimes sober and sometimes blurry.

"No, you are a monster! If you dare to mess with my mind, I want you to die!!"

The Pure Spirit Sword was slashing in front of him crazily, and the array flags were constantly changing their formations to perform various killing moves that would destroy the world. As he said this, his eyes became more and more erratic, and the spirit fairy's voice Unknowingly, it started to sound from outside to ringing in his mind, and he couldn't even think about it or not.

In the eyes of others, the immortal disappeared at the moment the immortal talisman fell, but Yun Jingxianzu suddenly went crazy, retreating and dodging while frantically attacking the empty space in front of him, as if there was an enemy there, and muttering something in his mouth.

Lu Heng immediately took Xiaoyu and retreated to a distance. Although he didn't know what happened specifically, it must be related to the disappearance of the immortal.

Baijie Taoist also avoided far away. He wanted to pull Lu Gu to everything, but was thrown away by her. After smashing his head and face, he floated back to Ye Zhichen and others, looking at the stalemate Li Chuyi with a worried face.

"Ancestor?"

The surviving disciples flew to Baijie Taoist. The vigorous battle turned into such a weird situation. They were at a loss and could only ask the ancestor for instructions.

"Take them down."

Without hesitation, Baijie Taoist raised his hand and pointed at Ye Zhichen and others. These people must be eradicated, and in front of Li Chuyi, so as to deepen his spiritual trauma and make the original soul flaw.

"Yes!"

The disciples did not hesitate, and turned around and rushed towards Ye Zhichen and his men.

How could Ye Zhichen and his men sit there and wait for death? They didn't care about Li Chuyi turning around and killing him.

The flying swords in the sky suddenly turned their spearheads, and the odorless poison spread quietly. Situ Yin sprinkled a handful of seeds and turned the whole land into a jungle of death. The vines on the towering trees were like snakes and the branches and leaves were like needles. There were also icicles offered by Yun Jiao'er dancing on them. This place instantly turned into a Shura field again.

Although the others were not weak, they were not as good as the three peak masters and a green girl who was more poisonous than a snake. If it weren't for Baijie Taoist to personally resolve the situation, Taixu Palace would have suffered heavy casualties. Among all the people, only one person did not take action, and that person was Lu Heng.

After what happened before, he just wanted to protect his daughter at this moment.

Baijie Taoist chilled his heart. He really couldn't fight for her like before. Taking advantage of the chaos now, he retreated instead of advancing, and flew out of Sansheng Forest with Xiaoyu.

He was leaving Taixu Palace.

"Master, isn't this inappropriate?"

A magnetic male voice suddenly sounded, and Lu Heng paused, looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him with a serious look.

Zhao Yi, the new leader of the Mo Hall, a close follower of Baijie Taoist.

Previously, he was wondering why the Mo Hall had no reaction to such a big thing, and only sent some Mozi with decent strength to help. It turned out that they had been hiding in the dark and staring at him. Obviously, Baijie Taoist was not sure whether he had any intention of leaving.

"Lu Heng, what are you doing!"

Tan Xiu also noticed the abnormality here, and after asking for instructions, he flashed over and blocked Lu Heng's retreat with Zhao Yi one after the other.

"Dad!"

Xiaoyu nervously pulled her father. Everything today overturned her cognition, making her feel that everything familiar suddenly became so strange.

At this moment, Zhao Yi stopped here. Although this uncle who was often teased by her but always had a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely unfriendly. Coupled with the cold attitude of Baijie Daoren, she was panicked and helpless, and could only hold her father's sleeve tightly to seek a breath of safety.

But obviously, her father was no longer an absolutely safe haven.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Lu Heng comforted her like this, but Xiaoyu could feel her father's body tense. It was the first time she saw such a nervous father, and things were obviously not as simple as he said.

Zhao Yi naturally saw Lu Heng's nervousness, smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Xiaoyu.

"Come, Xiaoyu, it's dangerous here, uncle will take you away first, and come to pick you up after the head brother is done."

Even a fool can see that something is wrong, Xiaoyu will not listen, and hurriedly hugged Lu Heng's arm and dared not speak, while Lu Heng swung his long sword with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Zhao Yi, you are being mean, aren't you?"

"Why do you say that, Master? I just want to ensure the safety of my niece. It's so chaotic here now, and Xiaoyu's cultivation is low. Staying here will affect Master's work, and if something goes wrong, no one wants to see it."

Zhao Yi pretended to be innocent, but Tan Xiu didn't want to talk too much, and shouted coldly: "Lu Heng, do you want to betray the sect too?!"

Lu Heng's face immediately darkened, and Zhao Yi frowned with a headache.

In terms of cultivation, he admired Tan Xiu very much, but he didn't agree with him in other aspects.

This man has practiced so much that his brain has been damaged. How can he ask such a question in this situation!

Lu Heng had a grudge against Baijie Daoren's previous attitude, but everyone didn't fall out, and there was still room for redemption. Tan Xiu was just adding fuel to the fire. Isn't such a scolding equivalent to pushing people away?

If it were someone else, he might be able to be intimidated, but who is Lu Heng? Is the name of Tyrant Sword just a boast?

"I just want to know, is the current Taixu Palace still the Taixu Palace?"

After looking at Tan Xiu coldly, Lu Heng turned to look at Zhao Yi.

Yu Yao had asked this question before, and Hai Wufeng had also asked it before he left. Lu Heng's answer was always very affirmative, but today, he asked it himself.