Chapter 511: Xianluo, the Foul-Mouthed Man, I Said that Everyone Present Here Is Trash,

Chapter 511: Xian Luo, a mean-mouthed person, I said everyone present is trash, it doesn’t matter who you give it to, Xian Luo must die!

"The Palace of Stars."

"Zunhuo Immortal Sect."

"Black Water Black Snake."

"Jinyang Immortal Sect."

"Qing Shen Clan!"

…

In Cunning Rabbit Cave No. 1, there was a stone floating in front of Feng Mi, and he used his finger as a knife to carve these names repeatedly.

He could no longer spy on the scene outside, but he couldn't stand the fact that there were his accomplices outside, so he quietly passed on all the news.

"Old Yinbi in black robe."

"Lao Yinbi in a floral robe."

In addition to the Immortal Sect Holy Land, there are also several monks who hide themselves deep in the magic power, hiding their heads and showing their tails.

Although it is impossible to know the specific realm, but he dares to look calm and calm in front of the forces with monks who have reached the twelfth floor, so he must be quite powerful.

The finger force penetrates the stone and crushes it directly into powder.

"Damn, there are so many twelfth-floor monks, they are going to die this time."

…

Outside Cave No. 1, monks from all walks of life gathered together, creating a moment of tranquility before the storm.

In addition to the differences in sects, the main reason for everyone is that the Qingshen clan came from the whole clan.

Although these Qingshen clan are all in the realm of Taoism, a large part of them have not even refined their Taoism, but they cannot stand up to the fact that the family group has a strong foundation and possesses combined spiritual treasures.

When a single monk is mobilized in an organized manner, the burst of power will change qualitatively. Even if the monks present have not tried it personally, have they heard of the methods of the Qingshen tribe?

At this moment, the Haotian Realm side and the Qingshen Tribe side formed a confrontation across Cave No. 1.

There are also some differences between the monks from the two sides. The monks from the Green Body Clan are all gathered together. Although the monks from the Haotian Realm are together, they are also far apart from each other.

At this moment, Xuan Ming's triangular eyes were staring at the Qingshen clan opposite him. His Xuan'an clan brother had fallen into the hands of the Qingshen clan opposite.

Damn bumpkin!

Given the size of the Blackwater Mysterious Immortal Clan, the loss of a Twelfth Floor Realm cultivator would be a serious injury. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to make up for it in a hundred thousand years.

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"Everyone obeys the order. If there is a chance, take down the reptiles of the Black Water Black Snake Clan first."

The snake was entrenched on a dead tree, surrounded by suspended star chain cones. After scanning the monks opposite, its eyes finally landed on the Blackwater Black Snake Clan.

The first target is naturally the descendant of Xian Luo, and the second target is naturally Xuan She.

For no other reason, the master needs the flesh and blood of the Black Snake Clan.

The methods of other monks are not inferior, but the method of the Black Snake Clan is more in line with the Taoist master's method of practice.

"It's too late, it's too late."

When the monks of the two worlds of Qing and Chuo were at war, a ghostly voice sounded, and a flying shuttle quickly penetrated between the flashing aurora in the void.

The shuttle first rushed in the direction of the Qingshen Clan, but suddenly reacted halfway, and then headed towards the side of the Haotian Realm monks.

"Lingmu Immortal Palace!"

After seeing the visitor, the monks present identified them all.

The shuttle crashed into a space and stopped close to the Haotian realm monk.

Then, a faint light flickered on it, plum blossoms fell from the sky, and a fox with plum blossom-like lines on its fur appeared.

"ha……"

As soon as the fox appeared, he yawned on the spot and muttered, "Fortunately, I reacted in time and almost entered the Qingshen clan's den."

Looking around with sleepy eyes, he looked lucky and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't oversleep."

Then, regardless of the eyes of other monks present, the fox took a strange step in the space above the shuttle with its furry little feet.

"Old beast... come on, I'm afraid of the idea."

Waves of light splashed out, and an extremely lush spiritual tree grew out in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, it became a towering giant tree, with drooping leaves and complicated lines on its branches.

The branches of the spiritual tree penetrated into the surrounding space, penetrated the broken space barrier, and instantly fixed the surrounding turbulent space.

The moment the trunk swayed, a ball of silver light rose into the sky and turned into a hexagonal silver passage, penetrating deep into the depths of space.

After the teleportation array was opened, the fox's eyes looked around, and mana surged all over his body. As long as a monk came up to interrupt the teleportation, it would run away.

"Buzz!"

As the buzzing sound increased, a colorful shadow fell from the silver light in the sky and stepped on the top of the giant tree. The figure was like a stream of light falling from the sky, solidifying little by little.

"You're finally here, see you later."

Seeing the figure falling in the teleportation array, the fox muttered, turned around and left.

But just after taking two steps, he found that his four little hooves were sliding in the void.

The steps were taken, but he didn't move.

"Old beast, let go of my tail!"

The fox turned and roared.

Its big furry tail was caught in the tail between two fingers, and it was forcefully pulled into the air.

"My mother told me to go home and sleep!"

But the spiritual monks who came down from the teleportation array ignored the fox's words. After freezing him in place, he looked at the other sect monks present.

"I made all the fellow Taoists laugh and turned me into ashes."

"Chenghui Taoist Master!"

After a while, among the Haotian realm monks gathered together, a Hedao monk reacted and seemed to have heard of this name.

"Now that the Taoist friend from the Immortal Palace is here, we have a backbone."

"Yes, yes."

...

"Flatterer, when this old beast turns you into ashes, don't forget to take your flattery with you."

The trapped fox was very dissatisfied. Although he knew that he couldn't break free, he still struggled to escape.

"Daoist friend, my mother really wants me to go home for dinner, let me go."

After struggling to get free, the fox turned into a pitiful look, with tears rolling in his eyes.

"Your mother doesn't even have a grave now."

Chenghui didn't even look at the fox.

"Godmother, I mean godmother. What a coincidence. I found a godmother when I came to the turbid world. If I die, there will be no one to see her off."

"Don't mention your godmother. Even if your biological mother is here, it won't work. If you continue to be so lazy, when will your ancestral blood be activated? You don't really want to sit and die at the foundation level, do you?"

Cheng Hui transmitted the message in a cold voice, and had more ideas in his mind. As long as the fight breaks out later, he will throw this fox into the fierce battle and let the Qingshen Clan deal with this lazy little fox.

In fact, it didn't want to be the villain, but there was no way. Before it came, it was reminded by a big man in the palace to take good care of this little fox.

Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean that kind of care, it really means to take good care of it.

The little fox has the blood of a nine-tailed fox, but now there are only three forks on the furry big tail, and the good blood is accumulated in the body.

Originally, the Immortal Palace had a chance to add a giant, but now, look at these watery eyes, they can't wake up all day.

The probability of 50% dropped to zero.

…

"I remember, this is Daozun Qianqiu, it seems to have been demoted to Juntian Realm."

"That's right, the turbid world belongs to Juntian after all."

"This fellow Daoist Chenghui, you'd better be careful, this is a ruthless person, he likes to turn people into ashes."

…

Daozun Chenghui naturally gathered with several cultivators in the twelfth floor realm. They were not familiar with each other, but they quickly became familiar with each other at this moment.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoists, my Lingmu Immortal Palace has its own rules. Since it is a fight for opportunity, it depends on God's will who gets the opportunity. Besides, this is the turbid world, we are all the same here, and there is no need to stick to the forces behind."

Chenghui spoke, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the Lingmu Immortal Palace does not bully others, they are not afraid.

"He is indeed a descendant of Xianluo. There is a Xianluo aura in his magic power."

"This cultivator is quite clever. He knew to run to the turbid world. If he was in Haotian Realm, he might have been captured long ago."

"I think this cultivator has no good intentions. We should be careful to avoid capsizing in the ditch."

Several cultivators gathered together and whispered to each other, looking in the direction of the Qingshen Clan from time to time.

Intentionally or unintentionally, they also glanced at the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan.

During this period of time, many Hedao cultivators from various sects have died. It can be said that this is the most deaths in tens of thousands of years.

But the deaths of other families are all Dao bases, only the Black Water Mystic Snake seems to have been killed by a twelfth floor.

Hehe, it's a bit interesting.

Some cultivators who died Dao base fellows didn't seem to be so uncomfortable after seeing the Black Water Mystic Snake.

...

Inside the cunning rabbit cave.

Feng Mi sat cross-legged in a place with flashing spiritual light. There were innate spiritual restrictions everywhere around him. At this moment, he had a spiritual restriction in his left and right hands.

It was like the left and right fire, and the thunder god was helping me.

He had no room to toss now, because there were too many and too strong cultivators outside, and he couldn't toss.

Cave No. 1 had the largest area, the most remaining spiritual restrictions, and the seventh-level formation. Once it exploded, he would be in the most core explosion position.

As for running away, it still depends on whether the cultivators of the two worlds of Qing and Zhuo outside will fight. If the two fight, he still has a chance to fish in troubled waters.

Since he was in a deadly place, he naturally didn't have so many concerns.

Killing one more is earning one, which can also be regarded as reducing a threat to the next Hedao.

"We still have to circle them in and kill them."

The energy at the center of the spiritual restriction is the strongest, and when it explodes, it is naturally the most powerful, and it may hurt the cultivators of the twelfth floor.

"No, one side should be severely damaged, so that the other side will not be able to resist and the two sides will enter a big melee."

For him, the more cultivators who are besieging him outside, the more they die and the more they are severely damaged, the more effective it will be for the next Hedao heavenly tribulation.

"They are all smart people. It's hard to make them fight. I'm afraid they won't move unless I die."

"Fuck him, he's already in such a bad state, can't I just waste some time?"

After thinking about it, Feng Mi stood up and put the spiritual restraints in his left and right hands into the preset state, separated a divine thought on it, and then stepped out step by step.

With the flesh of Tang Monk, can't I sell myself for a good price?

Fighting and killing is so boring, go out and sell yourself.

...

"Buzz!"

Silver light flashed, and space ripples derived from the magnetic light. A huge phantom floated in the overlapping space, like an image born from the sky.

As soon as the figure appeared, it attracted the attention of many cultivators surrounding outside.

"Descendant of Xianluo!"

The eyes of all the cultivators lit up, as if they saw a rare treasure, and they wanted to go up and grab it.

The figure of Feng Mi reflected in the overlapping space seemed a little distorted, and he aimed at all directions in the air.

"This is just a small breakthrough, junior. I didn't expect to attract the attention of so many seniors. I'm really flattered."

The twisted figure's voice rumbled.

"You little thief, give my senior brother his life."

A Daoji monk roared.

"What kind of loser is your senior brother? He can't even beat me in Lianxu. I gave him a new life. You should be thanking me."

"What are you looking at? I'm not just talking about him, I'm talking about all of you here, you are trash!"

"Damn it!"

"court death!"

As soon as these words were spoken, powerful mana surged out, some of which rushed directly towards the phantom, shattering the overlapping space into nothingness.

But even if these spaces are broken into countless small pieces, each small piece still has a part of Fengmi.

"Look at the waste, you're in a hurry."

"What a sharp-tongued junior." At this time, Taoist Master Chenghui spoke, suppressing the furious Hedao monks from all directions.

"I can't help it, I'm telling the truth."

As he spoke, he pointed at Chenghui.

"Yeah, you too."

"If I weren't still cultivating my strength, and you guys would still have the opportunity to bully me, I would even scatter my ashes and dig up my ancestral graves for you."

"Come on, if you dare to take a step forward, I will die for you and show you what the real Xianluo character is."

"It is indeed a waste. No wonder I can only hold on to the mark for fear of others taking it away. I am a group of rot worms lying on the bones. If you don't kill me today, I will be your ancestor."

The more Feng Mi scolded, the more energetic he became. The spitting stars flew into the sky, turning into a shadow the size of thousands of feet, revealing his spiritual thoughts vividly.

"good!"

Suddenly, there was a shout of applause from the Haotian Realm side.

Following the sound, a plum-patterned fox shrank its head and hid behind Taoist Master Chenghui.

Dao Zun Chenghui was a little speechless, why did a traitor pop up?

"Little beast, I'm here to try your methods and bring out the bad breath for all of you."

Finally, Sect Leader Jinyang became murderous and summoned the golden sword to kill.

However, as soon as the sword energy was derived, it was blocked by a piece of dim light and cold air.

"Master Jin Yang, do you want to vent your anger on everyone, or do you want to take the opportunity to pocket Xian Luo?"

Xuan Ming spoke gloomily.

"That loser with the sword, aren't you sword cultivators all upright monks? Isn't the sword in your hand also a waste? If you stab this reptile to death with your sword, what are you afraid of!"

"One reptile died not long ago. It's so easy to kill two reptiles. Stab it to death. What are you afraid of?"

Good guy, at this moment, the monks from both the clear and the dirty realms are staring at Feng Mi. This is too cheap.

Is this because I know I can't run away, so I let myself go like this?

"The one holding the sword is you. I will spare the life of that Daoji junior in your family.

Otherwise, he and the fire sparrow from before would have died long ago. If you don’t repay kindness, just repay kindness with hatred. You beast, you really are a beast! "

Feng Mi pointed at Taoist Jinhuan who had not been killed before, and said bitterly, "Unfaithful, unrighteous, benevolent and unbelieving, how can there be such a shameless sect like you in the fairy world!"

"What are the reptiles looking at? You holding the sword stab this reptile, you stab it."

"Trash, you are useless if I give you a chance at such a close distance. From now on, don't call me Jinyang Sword Sect, just call me trash Shameless Sword Sect."

"No little beast, you're looking for death!"

Sect Leader Jinyang's face turned red, as if a volcano was about to burst out of his head.

If the name of the useless and shameless Sword Sect spreads back to the Haotian Realm, the Jinyang Sword Sect will become famous.

"Golden Phoenix Sword!"

Under the roar, the sword in Master Jinyang's hand turned into a golden phoenix bird and rushed towards Feng Mi.

At the same time, Xuan Ming from the Blackwater Black Snake Clan also opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of ice breath.

"Fellow Taoist from the Immortal Palace, I am willing to join the Immortal Palace, and I am willing to use the trophies I gained previously as a pledge of honor!"

The two monks whose combat power reached the twelfth floor took action, and the power was as you can imagine. They directly destroyed the space where Feng Mi's shadow was derived into nothingness, causing a surge of magnetic light all over the sky.

Before the attack was broken, Feng Mi's screams sounded, causing the monks present to change their expressions.

You fucking join Asgard, what have we been doing for so long?

And the words about the spoils of war made the monks present even more murderous in their eyes.

The trophies of God are all their beloved relatives and friends.

At this moment, the broken space reopened the periphery of the Cunning Rabbit Cave area, and a colorful formation flashing with billions of runes appeared in the depths.

"Formation!"

The spiritual thoughts of the monks present swept across it, and those who wanted to rush in stopped immediately.

Although they don't understand the formation very well, their spiritual thoughts are not blind.

I saw that this formation was integrated with the billions of innate spiritual taboos, intertwined up, down, left, and right like vines. The twinkling lights of the spiritual taboos were as bright as dragons, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

Hedao monks are powerful, but they are not invincible. There are too many spiritual restrictions in the world that can destroy Hedao.

"Come on, let's die together. Although I have not advanced to the realm of Hedao, I have killed Hedao for more than ten times. This life is not in vain. On the contrary, you, living hundreds of thousands of years in vain, are better off dead."

At this moment, Feng Mi, whose shadow had just been blown away, reappeared above the formation.

With a glowing body, his left hand held a galloping spiritual prison, and his right hand held a colorful ripple.

"Since I don't want you in the Immortal Palace, I can only choose another clan."

"Fellow Taoist of the Qingshen Clan, I would like to use my flesh and blood as a gift, plus the trophies from before, in exchange for a few heads from the opposite side?"

After stimulating the Haotian realm monks, Feng Mi's eyes fell on the Qingshen tribe.

Because there were so many Twelfth Floor monks coming from the Haotian realm, the Qingshen tribe formed a formation to defend themselves at the moment and maintained strong vigilance.

"Junior, you die first, I promise you."

Snake whispered softly. It was in the center of the circle surrounded by other Qingshen tribe members, and it did not move at all from beginning to end.

"Gan, another shameless guy with no credibility."

Feng Mi cursed secretly, if he died, he would really be dead.

What to do next?

The monks present surrounded him. After realizing that the formation was connected with the spiritual imprisonment here, they lost their intention to come forward.

"A turtle in a urn, I wonder how long you can keep jumping around!"

Xuan Ming spoke gloomily.

"You are the turtle, and your whole family is a turtle."

Feng Mi immediately yelled back.

"Don't worry, you also have a name, from now on you will be called the cold-blooded Xuan Turtle Clan.

The twelfth-floor monks in your clan died at the hands of the Qingshen clan. Now the Qingshen clan is right across the street. You don't even want to avenge your clan. It's really cold-blooded.

You are not secretly happy in your heart, and want to go back and inherit the Taoist companion of your tribe. Tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect that your reptilian tribe is so chaotic. "

"Damn it, our Xuan'an tribe is devoted to the Tao and we have no Tao companions at all."

"The clan that killed my brother is right in front of me, why don't you avenge it?"

Although it was pleasant to scold the superior Hedao monks, Feng Mi was very anxious in his heart. The gathering of forces from all sides created a conflict, so that he was stuck here.

The Hedao monks are shameless but not fools. Anyway, they have surrounded him here and they just need to wait for the opportunity.

His eyes wandered in all directions, and after a moment, Feng Mi's attention fell on a plum-flowered fox.

Compared to the other monks who glared with murderous intent, this little fox looked at him with bright eyes.

I didn’t expect to harvest a little lost fox.

At this moment, Qianqiu Dao Zun's two ears are shaking continuously. If you look carefully, you can see that there are several image stones embedded in his two ears.

"Who wakes up from the big dream first? It's a scene in Qianqiu. It's so fun. Write it down and write it down."

His head kept turning, and his ears swayed accordingly, quietly taking in the scene in front of him.

At the same time, there was another person who did this, and that was Den Yan.

Such a scene may not happen for tens of thousands of years, so naturally we cannot let it go. When this scene is cut and copied in the future, and then released to Haotian and Juntian, think about how many hot events it will provide to all living beings.

Hedao, being aloof, bullshit, will bring you down from the immortal altar sooner or later.

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"Fellow Taoists, no matter who gets the opportunity here, Xian Luo must die!"

On the side of Haotian Realm, many monks' spiritual thoughts were intertwined, and Xuan Ming's thoughts revealed murderous intent without any concealment.

"Yes, Xian Luo must die."

Sect Master Jinyang agreed, but then explained: "This cultivation is not as good as refining the void, and it can kill Daoji monks in a row. If he advances to Daoji, no one among the Taoists present will be his opponent. If he Advance to the twelfth floor..."

"We are participating in the encirclement and suppression of this cultivator. If this cultivator advances to the level of harmony, it will be equivalent to transforming into a dragon and rising to the sky. At that time, not only the rules and imprints controlled by the sect will be in danger, but also the sect's inheritance will be in danger of being destroyed."

"Yes, Xian Luo must die!"

The sects that did not have Twelfth Floor Realm monks present all agreed.

Not to mention advancing to Hedao in the future, even if they don't advance to Hedao now, they still have the ability to destroy their sect's inheritance.

Xian Luo deserves to die.

…

"It's over, they're plotting against me."

Seeing that it suddenly became quiet, Feng Mi immediately realized that something was wrong. These guys must be whispering and planning some conspiracy.

If this stalemate continues, it will actually be very detrimental to him. Concentrating on controlling the formation and spiritual restraint will also consume his energy. The longer the time, the worse his mental state will be.

There are still about thirty seventh-level Qi-replenishing elixirs refined by me, but if this stalemate continues, sooner or later the elixirs will be completely consumed.

It's better to take this opportunity to fight out and find a way to survive.

His eyes swept over the monks present, and each one was reflected in his eyes. Even if a few of them were shrouded in robes, Feng Mi could still see them clearly.

It doesn't matter if he can't tell who it is, he has already recorded the appearance.

Aren't you going to come out? It doesn't matter. I will use your behavior to do evil in the future.

It doesn't matter if others don't know who you are. When the relevant images are spread everywhere, everyone will know that you participated in the encirclement and suppression of Xianluo.

Sooner or later I can pull it out for you.

"Hey, stop pretending to be serious. Come and say goodbye to grandpa. Grandpa is tired and doesn't want to play with you unscrupulous descendants."

"You bastard, you little beast is looking for death!"

The anger that all the monks had suppressed was suddenly stimulated again by Feng Mi's words.

This thief Xianluo seems to have really let himself go.

"Be careful, he's going to run away!"

"What are you running for? I am a dignified immortal. I stand upright and stand upright. I am not waiting for this bunch of trash. There is no difference between living and dead."

Looking coldly at the many monks who were mobilized by him, Feng Mi laughed.

"Grandchildren, grandpa is gone."

After speaking, Feng Mi's figure rapidly swelled up with laughter, and the space fragments were also stirred up by the energy. One after another, the spiritual prohibitions flew up into the sky like a dragon with his swelled body.

At this moment, countless innate spiritual prohibitions were aroused, forming a circle of violent turbulent vortexes.

In the center of the vortex was a colorful formation. Thirty-six formation bases supported the operation of the formation like pillars of heaven, and were connected with the spiritual prohibitions around it.

At this moment, the spiritual prohibitions from all directions approached the formation in the center, and Feng Mi stood on the top of the formation.

His original intention was to lure a few twelfth-floor cultivators in by talking nonsense, kill so many Taoist base cultivators, and finally kill a twelfth-floor cultivator, which would really make a fortune.

But he didn't expect that these bird Taoist friends were more shrewd than each other, and they all wanted others to be the vanguard, and finally formed a stalemate where no one took action.

"Crack!"

Instantly, a crack appeared in the space above Xuanming's head, and a puppet covered with a strong smell of blood fell down.

"You didn't do anything when your enemy was right in front of you. What I despise most in my life is disloyal people. For the sake of morality, I will kill you first!"

Everyone's attention was on Feng Mi. When the Hedao puppet fell down, he was suddenly shocked, but when he saw it fell on the Black Water Mystic Snake, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There were several 12th Floor Realm cultivators outside. Why did they choose the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan to attack? Of course, it was not because this clan was ugly.

No matter how ugly it was, could it be compared with the Qingshen Clan?

According to the confirmation of the Yanyan, after the Qingshen Clan hunted the Black Water Mystic Snake before, the 12th Floor Realm Dongxuan Daozhu never came out again. Until now, facing so many Haotian Realm 12th Floor cultivators, he just let his spirit beast come out.

More importantly, just before, the spirit beast snake of the Taoist Master Dong Xuan had said that he still wanted to catch the Black Water Mystic Snake.

In this case, let's help the Qingshen Clan.

"Boom!"

The Taoist monk exploded, blasting the void into pieces, and the vast land of destruction flooded the four directions.

Xuanming, who was under attack, was shocked and angry.

With so many monks, why would they deal with it!

"Little beast, you are looking for death!"

Between shock and anger, Xuanming released a bunch of dark ice flowers around his body, sweeping a thousand miles around, and colliding with the aura of destruction.

The self-explosion of a Taoist puppet still depends on luck.

However, Feng Mi has already taken the second step. He is surrounded by silver light, and a Kunpeng Dharma body has drilled into the space.

"Explode for me!"

After the figure left the core position of the formation, he did not hesitate to activate all the spiritual restrictions in this area.

The terrifying aura, like a flaming mountain that soared into the sky, rose from the middle of this area. The spiritual restrictions in all directions were rolled up high by the energy, and suddenly penetrated tens of thousands of miles up and down.

Then, at the moment of stagnation in the air, hundreds of millions of spiritual restrictions broke apart like dragons, and the destructive aura formed was boundless and swept in all directions.

The terrifying energy ripples, like sharp arrows and swords, rushed in all directions equally.

Each rolled up broken energy was comparable to the attack of a Taoist monk. The key was that such attacks were dense and one wave after another.

"Puff puff puff!"

"Puff puff!"

The terrifying energy exploded from the dirty light land, stretching for millions of miles, shattering more magnetic light and weak space, forming a huge space wave.

All the monks were like small boats in the huge waves, and they all took out their own unique skills to protect themselves on the left and right.

The monks of the Qingshen clan formed a formation on the spot and resisted the energy attack like a huge wave.

The cultivators on the Haotian Realm side, because of mutual concern at the beginning, left a gap between each other when standing, and now they were even more busy and were directly dispersed by the energy.

Even though Feng Mi used the Beiming Dharma Body to escape at the last moment, he was still washed away by the energy, and his blood rushed back, and he was immediately seriously injured.

"Xianluo little thief, where are you going!"

A sword light fell from the sky, cutting through the chaotic energy, and the sword swept across the four directions like a dragon, and locked onto Feng Mi at once

Feng Mi looked back at the Jinyang Sect Master and grinned, "Grandpa won't leave."

After speaking, his whole body suddenly swelled up. When he triggered the formation to self-destruct, he turned the remaining more than 30 elixirs into medicinal power, and now most of them are in his meridians and dantian.

"You want to inherit my legacy? Dream on."

"Grandpa is dead, and I won't leave my legacy to you unworthy descendants."

"Hahaha!"

...

"Little beast!"

"How dare you!"

The Daoji monks were rushed far away by the turbulent energy, but the monks on the twelfth floor who were present came against the current.

Especially the guy who had covered his body before, the aura he exuded at this moment was even stronger than Xuanming and Jinjian Sect Master.

A dark big hand froze the broken void.

A long winding river ran through the storm on all sides.

"Boom!"

Feng Mi, whose body was swollen, exploded into a raging blood mist, and one could see a series of mysterious runes that were faintly visible in the blood mist.

Once these runes appeared, they had an affinity reaction with the remaining rules of the Dao rhyme around them.

"Swish!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, a series of big hands fell from the sky and began to quickly capture the blood mist and absorb it close to them.

"Xianluo's secret technique is unrivaled in the universe, be careful of deception!"

"This practice also comprehends the three-turn blood path."

Suddenly five monks at the twelfth floor stood in the void, their eyes piercing long streams of light, sweeping in all directions.

At this time, a wisp of colorful soul smoke rose up from the area where Feng Mi had just self-destructed.

"Soul Yan, so damn dead!"

Some monks were surprised and doubtful, but most of them didn't believe it.

This little trick is okay to deceive the juniors. Every monk present has two or three ways to derive soul smoke.

Descendants of Xianluo are proficient in the path of blood. As long as a trace of blood soul escapes, they can come back again in the future.

"Seal the sky and lock the earth, this cultivator can't run far!"

Several monks took action one after another and began to grab all the space debris floating in all directions into their hands.

At this moment, Taoist Qianqiu, who was following Taoist Chenghui, rolled his two big eyes slightly and then recovered.

"ah……"

At this time, a scream sounded from the distance, and Xuan Ming, who had a dark demon body, erupted into a thick blood mist, and was surrounded by star chain cones shrouded in green light.

"Fellow Taoists, help me!"

Xuan Ming screamed, and it was filled with rage. Damn the Xianluo thief, he dug a hole for it before he died.

A Daoji monk blew himself up close to his face. Even though he reacted in time, he was still hit.

In the end, the Spiritual Forbidden Sky exploded and self-destructed. Before it could react, it was hit by awls piercing through from all directions.

These monks of the Qingshen tribe don't talk about immortal virtues, so a group of people came up and beat it.

"Boom!"

At the moment Xuan Ming asked for help, a torrent of terrifying turbid air suddenly surged out of the dead wood that had been floating in the Star Chain Cone Formation.

A black dragon with a size of 100,000 feet appeared from the dead wood.

"There are so many twelfth-floor monks in the lower realm, do you want to break the default rules?"

Taoist Master Dongxuan, who has advanced to the fourth level of the Heavy Tower Realm, has a vast aura that surges in all directions, which is at least two or three times more powerful than the previous aura.

A pair of eyes that swallowed thunder and fire, released a sky full of thunder and earth fire, and began to burn the surrounding area.

After scolding, Taoist Master Dongxuan opened his mouth and once again bit the black water black snake trapped in the star chain cone.

This luck is really good. I just refined one, and then another one right after.

Descendants of Xianluo are quite good.

"Fellow Taoists!"

Xuan Ming screamed, his body was imprisoned by the twenty-seven star chain cones. It was not that he struggled, but he was directly nailed to death with all his magic power.

The five twelfth-floor monks who were capturing the blood mist after Feng Mi's self-destruction were being captured. Two of the monks who had hidden their identities didn't even raise their heads and continued to grab the scattered blood mist with their big hands.

The Black Water Black Snake is none of their business.

Sect Leader Jinyang: I can’t control it. I can’t control it.

Zunhuo Sect Leader: Not familiar.

Master Chenghui: I only represent myself.

Soon, all the bloodshot eyes in the area where Feng Mi exploded were completely captured, but the monks present were not happy.

Although there was an aura of affinity rules in the blood mist captured by them, there was no soul or mind of the Xianluo monks.

This cultivator is so strong that he really blew himself up to death?

"I still have something to do, so I won't delay any more. Please take your leave!"

Taoist Master Chenghui grabbed the little fox and quickly ran away into the distance.

With so many twelfth-floor monks popping up all of a sudden, the twelfth floor of the Qingshen Clan might be coming soon.

The two monks, who were shrouded in robes and did not want to reveal their identities, dodged out equally quickly.

"Come back quickly!"

Within the star chain cone, there were screams again.

Xuan Ming roared angrily, why the hell is this?

It was obviously an activity to capture Xianluo, but how could it become a disaster for the Black Water Black Snake Clan?

Why!

…

"What are you doing? My godmother told me not to let others touch me."

After escaping from the land of filthy light, Qianqiu Dao Zun was furious in the shuttle, looking angry.

"Do you want to use force? I am still a little yellow fox. I will resist if you do this."

Daoist Chenghui didn't say anything at all. He directly raised his hand and patted the little fox into a fox pancake with four legs on the ground.

Divine thoughts immediately enveloped Taoist Qianqiu.

"Come out on your own, or I will catch you!"

Qianqiu Taoist rolled his eyes, "What are you talking about? I don't understand?"

Fellow Taoist Chenghui didn't care about Taoist Qianqiu's words, and released a cold aura from his body.

"It seems that you refused to eat and drank as a penalty. I will arrest you."

"Old beast, a scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. I will fight with you!"

Feeling the fierce pressure coming down, Qianqiu Taoist struggled, but it was of no use.

After Cheng Hui searched for a while, he didn't receive the slightest fluctuation of energy and blood.

"Hmph, have you finished searching? You actually doubted your fellow disciples. You really deserve to die. I'm going to my ancestor to put on your little shoes."

Taoist Master Qianqiu got up from the ground and said angrily, "I think you went crazy looking for Xian Luo, and you actually found him on me."

"Where did you hide him?"

Taoist Chenghui said coldly, he could not sense wrongly. The moment the Xianluo monk self-destructed, a weak blood soul wave fell on Qianqiu.

This little fox is not good at anything else but pretending to be stupid and pretending to be stupid.

"What are you hiding? I'm hiding what I'm hiding. I don't know what you're talking about."

Taoist Master Qianqiu blinked with two big eyes, looking extremely angry.

"In the dantian, or deep in the flesh and blood?"

Cheng Hui said, "Qianqiu, do you really want to make trouble with me over a Xianluo?"

"cut."

Qianqiu made a cold sound, then tilted his head and looked at the sky.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I am sleepy and want to sleep."

"I'm offended."

Chenghui thought for a moment, and a powerful force suppressed Taoist Qianqiu again.

"Old beast, you..."

Qianqiu, who was imprisoned again, could only move his two eyes, showing an extremely angry expression.

It indeed hid the blood soul of the Xianluo monk.

Damn old beast, why is his perception so sharp?

It thought it had not been discovered. After all, Cheng Hui and several other twelfth-floor monks had pretended to capture a large amount of blood.

"Buzz!"

Not long after, a ball of nine-color blood-colored gossamer emerged from Qianqiu Dao Zun's body, and was taken in by Cheng Hui.

"Junior, you are really good at hiding, I almost let you run away!"

"Give it back to me!"

Seeing that the blood soul was pulled out, Taoist Qianqiu bared his teeth and pounced on Taoist Chenghui.

However, Cheng Hui was frozen in mid-air with one hand, and his four hooves kept tumbling up and down. He could only stare angrily, and his upper and lower jaws collided, making a clicking sound.

"Give it back to me, this is the friend I just made!"

Cheng Hui didn't look at Qianqiu at all, but looked at Xuehun eagerly.

In the flash of blood, Feng Mi's appearance emerged.

"Oh, it's impossible to guard against him. He is indeed a twelfth-floor monk who walked out of the Immortal Palace. He is really powerful."

Cheng Hui laughed. Although it was just a blood soul, it only needed to invest some resources to recover.

This is a descendant of Immortal Luo, so investing some resources is nothing.

Moreover, it becomes easier to control after it becomes a remnant soul.

"Junior, follow me and maybe I can give you a chance to survive."

As if he was afraid that Feng Mi was in trouble, Cheng Hui's tone became gentle, but he used his hands to create a complicated spell and sealed it towards Feng Mi.

"Buzz!"

But the moment the magic formula was printed into the blood soul, the nine-colored light on the blood soul quickly dimmed, and a gray-white air flowed out with withered air.

"You deserve to catch me!"

The faint sound dispersed along with the gray air flow.

Cheng Hui, who had just turned into a good-looking person, turned livid again.

The imprisoned Qianqiu Taoist blinked his eyes and then laughed.

"Hahaha...you deserve it...hahaha..."

"Plop!"

Then, it was imprisoned and fell to the ground. It didn't get up. It just stretched its hooves in the sky and smiled.

"Hahaha……"

"Old beast, you have today too!"