The cold wind blew and lifted Ouyang Ming's white clothes.
His eyes narrowed, and the spear thrust out in the air, first piercing the stone cone, piercing the one-horned rhino's fur, and then piercing its heart. The spiritual power exploded violently in its heart, but in an instant, the ferocious beast's heart and even its internal organs were instantly turned into powder.
In the stone cone, the fierce light in the eyes of the one-horned rhinoceros disappeared, and there was no more sound.
These stone cones also fell from the rhinoceros. Ouyang Ming chuckled lightly, slipped out a short knife from his sleeve, pierced the rhino's head directly, and took out a blood essence, and a permeable fragrance echoed out.
"The blood stinks, but the blood crystal smells so good. The ferocious beasts in the forest are really contradictory." He shook his head and put the blood crystal into the space bag.
Dahuang came out, shook his tail, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mingzi, you can go back now, I'm tired of staying around."
The multi-armed King Kong followed him quietly, with his ears perked up, waiting for Ou Yangming's answer.
Ouyang Ming laughed in surprise and said in a deep voice: "Walking around again, the more blood essences of the peak ferocious beasts, the better, and only one of the peak ferocious beasts in the periphery was killed, and there is still one more!" Ouyang Ming's eyes now He is already very cunning, except for peak blood crystals and high-level mutated blood crystals, he looks down on them. If the casual cultivators in Huixun City knew about this, they might even think of cooking him and eating him. Before cooking, I have to ask, you have such a high vision, are you really not afraid of thunder
However, Ouyang Ming, who owns a lightning-resistant suit, is really not afraid of the disaster caused by thunder.
One person and two animals roam freely, like taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
It's like this inexplicably dangerous forest of death is your own back garden.
Ten days later, Ouyang Ming and others finally walked out of the Death Forest with a full harvest.
Spring has begun, everything is revived, the sky is blue and the grass is green.
There are green buds everywhere, the breeze blows gently, and the grass bends down.
Ouyang Ming took a deep breath of air, with a contented look on his face, and lightly passed his fingers over the water-hanging stele. A wisp of dampness and coldness suddenly poured into his fingertips. He chuckled and strode towards Tianwai Pavilion. go.
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Donglin City, the ancestral home of the Teng family, is in a superior location, covering an area of ten miles.
There are many lofts and lofts among them. Especially when surrounded by fog, the lofts are looming and the mist is floating, making it as beautiful as a fairyland. If you look carefully, you can also see that in some extremely secret corners, there are actually some white powders scattered, which are actually spiritual stones that have been crushed into powder. This makes the spiritual energy in the Teng family's ancestral home so abundant that it is indescribable. the point.
At the back of the courtyard, the ice on the small lake has completely melted, and the little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
There is an attic by the lake. The attic looks ordinary, but it is rarely accessible in the entire Teng family.
There was a circle of red candles lit in the attic, and wisps of black smoke emerged from the candle core, and dissipated the moment it touched the roof.
In the middle of the pavilion, a black pillar held up the pavilion, and the black dragon on top of the pillar still had his eyes closed.
From top to bottom, many soul lamps were lit. The flames were not dim, but green, just like the will-o'-the-wisps burning in the cemetery. And on the top of this pillar, there are two soul lamps that are extremely bright, much brighter than all the soul lamps put together. These are the soul lamps of the two peak souls of the Teng Donglin and Tengxing Wenteng families.
Suddenly, leaden clouds drooped outside the house, and lightning drove dragons and snakes away.
The clear sky suddenly darkened, as if a storm was about to come.
The old man who was napping in front of the door opened his eyes and whispered: "It's strange, it was clear and clear before, so why did the sky suddenly change?" He shook his head and continued to nap.
Not long after, heavy raindrops fell from the sky, forming a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth.
The sky and the earth were dark, and countless buildings were covered in mist and rain.
The heavy rain seemed to have no intermission, it was thick and fast, which made the old man sitting cross-legged in front of the door feel upset and had a vague feeling of bad premonition.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, making the old man in black robes feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. When blown by the cold wind, the soul lamp at the top of the pillar suddenly went out, and there was a sudden burst of light in the room. Dark, because this soul lamp comes from the east.
The old man in black robe only felt that the world was spinning, and the whole world was only black and white.
There was no strength in his body, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. After a while, his face was filled with pain, and he said to himself: "How can something happen to the master of the house who is at the peak of spiritual cultivation? This is impossible, this is impossible. ?" He kept talking like a demon, not wanting to believe that the Teng family was extremely domineering in Donglin City, otherwise they wouldn't have attacked the Xue family and almost wiped out the Xue family just for a piece of spiritual mirror.
And once the news of Teng Donglin's death spreads, one can imagine what will happen to the Teng family.
A big tree attracts the wind, and the wind blows even more when it falls, especially for such an arrogant and domineering family that controls many resources.
Many people are watching secretly, and if they have the chance, they will definitely take a bite.
After a cup of tea, Teng Yuan's eyes regained a little sparkle.
He knew in his heart that he couldn't mess up now, otherwise it would be really over. What he needed to do now was to suppress the news, and then find Teng Xingwen and let him take charge of the overall situation. He closed the attic door and risked his wandering. After heavy rain, I came to an elegantly laid out courtyard.
Walking into it, he knocked on the door hard and asked quickly and urgently, "Is Elder Hanyi here?" Teng Hanyi is the cabinet elder of the Teng family. He is a high-level spiritual practitioner. He is cautious and meticulous in his work. He has a good reputation among all the elders in the cabinet. Excellent.
Soon, the door creaked open.
Teng Hanyi had obviously just come out of silence. When he saw him like this, his expression changed drastically and he pulled Teng Yuan in.
He released his spiritual power and carefully examined everything. After seeing that nothing was out of the ordinary, he lowered his voice and asked, "Old man Yuan, what's going on?"
Teng Yuan's face turned pale, and his voice was hoarse and dry: "Just now, the master's soul lamp went out!"
"What?" Hanyi felt a bang in his head and exploded. He staggered and slumped down on the chair.
Teng Yuan supported him and said in a low voice: "Mr. Ge, now it's a time of life and death for the Teng family. You have to hold on!"
Teng Hanyi adjusted his energy and forcibly stabilized himself. After standing up, he asked in a muffled voice: "How many people know this news now?" Murderous intent permeates the air.
"Just you and me?" Teng Yuan answered immediately without thinking. After meeting Teng Hanyi, he seemed to have found his backbone again.
"Huh?" Teng Hanyi pondered for a while and whispered: "Come on, take me to see you."
In the attic, the wick of the soul lamp exploded from time to time, making a sizzling sound.
Teng Hanyi thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This news must not be spread. First, send a reliable person out to find out the information and understand the cause and effect of the matter. At the same time, we must find Brother Xingwen to take charge of the overall situation." There was another sentence he didn't say. There was no peak spiritual master in the clan, and he was always uneasy.
Teng Yuan nodded, and the two of them had the same idea.
But now, the problem arises again, who should be found to be reliable so that this news will not spread.
The room suddenly became quiet, and both of them looked at the soul lamp in trance.
Outside the window was a curtain of rain covering the sky, getting bigger and bigger without any intention of slowing down, as if it wanted to wash away all the dirt in this world, while inside the house, everything was filled with green flames, and it was very cold.
Suddenly, a thunder struck the hearts of the two of them, and at this time, the other soul lamp at the top of the pillar also went out!
This scene, in the eyes of the two of them, is like the sky has fallen. If there is one peak spiritual person left, the Teng family only needs to shrink their sphere of influence, let some land and shops go out, and spit out a little of what they have eaten over the years. There is a chance to survive this disaster, but if both spirits die, as long as the news spreads, the Teng family will definitely be destroyed.
After all, the Teng family has offended too many people over the years. Xue Yan alone can kill the Teng family to the point where they lose all their armor.
Not to mention there are other cultivators who are eyeing them...
Both of them were stunned for ten breaths, with no thoughts left in their minds.
After calming down, the two of them looked at each other, and there was only one thought left in their minds, that is, the Teng family was finished, completely finished.
Teng Yuan's face was filled with bitterness, and his voice sounded like two cracked copper pieces hitting each other: "Elder Hanyi, now... what should we do now? What if the Teng family's thousand-year-old foundation... if it fails in our hands? , we are the sinners of the Teng family!"
Teng Hanyi was also completely panicked. What good solution could he think of
The death of the Teng family and a peak spiritual person is tantamount to pushing the entire Teng family into the abyss.
The heavy rain and thunder exploded, covering the entire Donglin City.
The two of them felt cold all over, with no warmth at all. They just sat there all night looking out the window.
The heavy rain stopped the next day, the sky was clear, the wind was gentle, and the sunshine was particularly charming, but Teng Hanyi was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost in autumn.
Teng Yuan and Teng Hanyi looked at each other and saw the bitterness in their eyes.
Exhaling a cold breath, Teng Yuan sighed and said: "This time, maybe our Teng family did something wrong. If we hadn't secretly attacked the Xue family and launched a war of genocide, we would not have reached this situation." He felt extremely regretful. , I thought to myself, why didn’t I persuade the head of the family at the beginning
Teng Hanyi waved his hand: "It's too late to talk about this now, let's think about how to deal with the aftermath first!"
The two discussed in the secret room for a long time, and finally decided that first of all, they had to hide the news of the death of the two spiritual masters of the Teng family. As for how long they could hide it, they had to leave it to fate.
At the same time, take advantage of this time to send away the talented disciples in the family, and carry valuable items with them. Those that cannot be packed in the space bag would rather be destroyed than take advantage of others. As for the Teng family's outer sect, as well as those old, weak, women and children, just Used to attract attention, this is like a strong man cutting off his wrist. After the Xue family vents their anger, they won't be so quick to catch up, right
After making the decision, the two of them carried out the decision with thunderous means.
The entire Teng family is shrouded in gloom...