The earth shook slightly for a while, and the tea in the cup on the table was shaken out, and the table was wet.
Su Xiangxue, who was embroidering, put away an unfinished picture of a mandarin duck and some other embroidery tools, covered her face with a veil, and walked out of the door.
Outside the room, in the west of the ancient city wall of Earth Immortal, a huge cloud of smoke could be seen faintly. Su Xiangxue glanced at it, turned her head and asked the disciples of the Hehuan Sect beside her:
"what happened?"
"Return to Sect Master."
The disciple of the Hehuan Sect bowed his head and replied respectfully:
"Just now, a figure fell out of the mountain peak in the sky and smashed outside the city. The elders and heads of other sects have already gone to check the situation."
"Oh I see."
Hearing that the figure was "smashing" rather than "landing", Su Xiangxue's heart suddenly came to a conclusion. She ordered the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to stay where they were before rushing in that direction by herself.
When she came out of the city, the elders of other sects except the Xuanfa Academy had come sparsely. Everyone was surrounded by a big pit, and Bai Qiuran, who had a skull tied around his waist, was taking pictures. He walked out of the big pit with ashes.
Seeing his appearance, Su Xiangxue couldn't help but complain:
"What's your look?"
"What shape."
Bai Qiuran walked up to the crowd and said to them:
"Hello everyone, I'm back safely."
Several elder heads looked at each other, and then Jue Yunzi suddenly shouted.
"Offended, Uncle Ancestor!"
Behind him, a flying sword unsheathed, weaving countless mysterious sword lights, which contained countless changes. It was his famous stunt, the sharp golden sword, but Jue Yunzi's move was higher than Lin Fan's sharp golden sword. to do not know where to go.
After he shot, Fu Yunzi and Li Pengfei also shot at the same time. A large pen appeared in the sleeve of the former. The wolf on the pen was condensed into a strand, drawing an ink-colored sword qi, which formed a sentence in mid-air "Three feet green" Feng embraces the world, and rides a white horse to open Wujiang." He charged towards Bai Qiuran with murderous aura, while Li Pengfei quickly drew eight giant dragons in ink color, opened his mouth wide, swallowed clouds, and moved towards Bai Qiuran. bite.
When Jue Yunzi, the world leader, took the lead, and the other two elders were also top-notch experts, the energy brought by them instantly changed the color of the world, and even the surrounding existences of the same level avoided the aftermath.
But Bai Qiuran just slapped all these attacks aside, and the space in front of him seemed to be on the screen of a desktop cleaning tool, and it suddenly became clean.
The sword light, the text, and the giant dragon in the painting flew out in all directions, turning the area of the plain behind him dozens of miles into potholes.
A cultivator in the integration period will be a natural disaster as soon as he makes a move.
The energy attack dissipated, and Bai Qiuran grabbed Jue Yunzi's sword, Fuyunzi's wolf-haired sword, and Li Pengfei's pen in his hands. He pulled these three guys over, threw them on the ground, and then One gave a kick and kicked them out.
Fuyunzi was planted on a gate tower of the ancient city wall, and the upper half of his body was sunk into the wall. Li Pengfei stuck on Qiang, knocking a large crack in the wall, while Jueyunzi flew the highest, miserable. Howling landed in a river not far from the ancient city, splashing a huge splash of water.
When the surrounding elders and sects saw this, they hurriedly gathered around. Zen Master Weichen breathed a sigh of relief and made a Buddha salute, saying:
"Amitabha, seems to be the real swordsman."
"Oh, you stinky monk, why don't you go up at such a time?"
Mu Huan said sarcastically:
"Didn't you say that if I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"
"Amitabha, Brother Jueyunzi, the three of them sacrificed themselves for others, and the little monk can't steal their limelight."
Zen Master Weichen touched his short head and glanced at Bai Qiuran.
"And it's not hell."
Mu Huan wanted to say something, but Su Xiangxue stopped them.
"Okay, okay, I already knew this was true, and I saw it at a glance, where in the world is there any guy with this style besides him?"
The Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect sighed:
"It's important to be honest."
Zhang Ruifei of Shenwu Tianjun touched his head, and then said:
"That's not right, Sect Master Su, since you can recognize it, why don't you want to kill Senior Brother Yunzi and the others, and let them do this kind of death-seeking thing."
Su Xiangxue looked aside and said:
"Captain Zhang, don't forget, Xiangxue is originally a magician."
Zhang Ruifei was immediately speechless.
"Hey, don't be silly."
At this moment, Huangfu Feng pushed him away, stepped forward, looked at the skull on Bai Qiuran's waist and asked:
"Senior Jianzu, how is the situation inside?"
Bai Qiuran then briefly explained his experience and the situation of the disciples inside, then he took off the skull from his waist and said:
"This is the original owner of Zhixian Cave Mansion, the Earth Immortal from the previous era, Zhixian."
"How are you guys?"
Zhixian, who was held in Bai Qiuran's hand, greeted him without seeing any place.
"I'm Zhixian."
"It's amazing, he has no soul, how did he survive?"
The elder of Yin Lingzong, Guiku, stretched out his hand, but was beaten down by Bai Qiuran.
"Don't touch it casually."
Bai Qiuran winked and continued:
"I asked him to teach you how to close the Thunder Tribulation Array. You shut down the Thunder Tribulation Array, and then go in and deal with the cave first."
Elder Guiku withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, and then nodded.
"fair enough."
Under the guidance of Zhixian, this time, the thickest-skinned Zen Master Weichen took the lead and successfully lifted the thunder tribulation formation shrouded near the entrance of Zhixian Cave. A group of sect elders and seniors filed in .
After confirming that they were safe and sound, Bai Qiuran searched for a remote place by himself, and then activated the ghost-calling spell.
After a while, a burst of yin emanated from the void, and Xue Ling came to Bai Qiuran from the void with the sound of a clapper.
"What's the matter with me?"
When he came to Bai Qiuran, Xue Ling went straight as always.
"There are a few fresh Earth Immortal souls here."
Bai Qiuran took out the souls of several Earth Immortals he had defeated in Zhixian Cave Mansion, and handed them over to Xue Ling together with the souls of the princes of the Holy Dynasty sealed in the black spikes.
After Xue Ling drove them into the paper lanterns and installed them, Bai Qiuran handed out Zhixian's skull and asked:
"Do you accept this?"
"Haha, you are testing me!"
Zhixian laughed and said:
"Well, little friend, let you see my sincerity."
Bai Qiuran ignored him, but looked at Xue Ling. Since seeing the green soul fire in the eye socket of the skull, Xue Ling has fallen into a state of thoughtfulness.
After a while, he shook his head and said:
"This blessing from heaven, the underworld can't accept it, only the heavens come to accept him."