Master of Great Calamity

Chapter 142: Disciple of Baihua Valley

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"Finally, I got out..."

I don't know how long he had been fighting, but Fang Yuan suddenly felt a sense of relief in front of him. He slashed the air with his sword and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly supported the ground with his sword and managed to hold his body. When he looked back, he saw a black line gradually disappearing and smoke and dust billowing. , the sky is clear and the sun is bright, it is a different world.

After a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and he even couldn't believe it.

At this moment, he felt sore all over, as if his body was filled with lead, and he was actually a little unruly. Obviously, this is a sign of physical disintegration. At this time, he also wanted to let go of everything and fall on the ground to take a deep sleep, but at this time he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay conscious. He knew that even if he killed the beast tide, the surroundings might not be safe, so he couldn't deal with it lightly.

Therefore, he just took a few breaths, calmed down, then slowly got up and ran forward.

But at this moment, Luo Feiling on his back was silent and seemed to have fallen asleep, which was really helpless.

He wanted to wake her up, but Fang Yuan hesitated slightly and shook his head.

Just now I saw Luo Feiling's red Luan flying style, tearing apart the dark demonic breath between the sky. It was really terrifying. It was impossible for an ordinary monk to do it. But now Luo Feiling looks extremely tired. I wonder if it is This has something to do with it.

"Junior sister Luo, hold on, we have passed the most difficult level and we will be here soon..."

He whispered.

"Well, let me sleep for a while, and you run more carefully..."

Luo Feiling answered vaguely and said no more.

Fang Yuan smiled helplessly, then continued to run forward, but his speed could no longer be increased.

His body was still filled with all kinds of weird powers, but his physical body was severely damaged. If he ran too fast, he would definitely fall.

Now he doesn't know which immortal sect's territory he is in. He only knows that if he rushes forward, he will definitely be able to find the trial teams of other immortal sects. Through them, he can ask for help from the four major immortal sects in time. If something happens to Luo Feiling , can also be treated.

However, he didn't know where the other immortal sect's trial teams were, so he could only charge forward like this.

"Uh-huh!"

Just when many thoughts were flashing through Fang Yuan's heart, suddenly a flash of light flashed before his eyes, and a flying sword stabbed straight in front of him. At the same time, a loud shout came from the front: "Bold!" , who trespasses on the territory of Baihua Valley?"

"Disciple of Baihua Valley?"

Suddenly hearing the loud shout, Fang Yuan's figure suddenly stopped.

Standing firmly on the ground, walking and stopping abruptly, he looked very mysterious.

And as his figure stopped, the flying sword also floated more than ten feet in front of him, no longer moving forward.

Obviously, the opponent's sword was just a warning, not really intended to hurt anyone.

Fang Yuan looked forward anxiously and saw several young people in white robes appearing in front of him. The robes were all embroidered with large flowers with green silk. He quickly realized in his heart that it looked like he was When he arrived at the territory of Xianmen Baihua Valley, he hurriedly said: "Brothers, please be polite. Fang Yuan, the eldest disciple of the Qingyang Sect's true disciple, has something urgent to do to see the true disciple of Baihua Valley!"

"The true disciple of Qingyang Sect?"

The disciples from Baihua Valley were all surprised when they heard this.

The name of the True Disciple is a high status in any immortal sect, so they cannot help but ignore it.

More importantly, they all glanced at the direction of the Qingyang Sect's territory with somewhat surprised expressions. At this time, half of the sky in that direction was as dark as ink, and a vast expanse of demonic breath looked like the underworld. In general, they were obviously a little surprised that Fang Yuan could break out of that magical place, and their expressions suddenly became a little serious!

"I didn't expect you guys to really be able to kill the general... let's talk as we go!"

One of the young men was extremely capable and without asking any questions, he directly held up a silver shuttle and asked Fang Yuan to come up. Then he turned around and rushed toward the southeast. He said on the silver shuttle: "Before, we We also observed strange movements in the Demonic Breath Lake. The dark Demonic Breath moved with the wind and flowed to the north. Later, even various monsters followed. We knew that something big was going to happen. The few of us were the ones who were trapped. Senior Brother Xiao Yuan ordered us to guard and observe at the edge of this magical land... "

"It's so good, I hope it's not too late..."

Fang Yuan nodded, his expression very solemn.

At this time, on top of the silver shuttle, he looked around and felt a little helpless.

Today, within the territory of the Qingyang Sect, there are demonic fogs, monsters everywhere, and strange winds raging, which can be described as a desperate situation.

But in the territory of Baihua Valley, it turned out to be another story.

Not to mention that there is no terrifying dark devil wind at all, even the dark devil breath is extremely weak. If you don't sense it carefully, you can't feel the existence of the dark devil breath. It will make people feel that there is nothing between this place and the outside world. There is a difference.

And looking around, there was only the brilliance of elixirs all over the place, but no trace of any monsters. It was really...

"It seems that our Qingyang Sect is indeed unlucky. Most of our territory has been shrouded by this dark demonic aura, and the monsters have gathered there. The lives of all the disciples are at risk, and they are in danger of overthrowing. However, the other major immortal sects, But on the contrary, all the dark demonic energy they have here has flowed to our Qingyang Sect territory, and the monsters have also escaped, which has made their pressure much easier... "

"What kind of trial is this? It's just picking up treasures everywhere..."

When Fang Yuan looked around and was worried, the Baihua Valley disciple was also looking at Fang Yuan, with an expression that seemed a little surprised. After a while, he couldn't help but said: "Senior brother Fang Yuan, right? We have been observing the movements of monsters just now. , I just saw the last wave of monsters coming from the south and heading north. In less than half an hour, I saw you rushing over. You and the monster... "

"We collided head-on with them!"

Fang Yuan knew what he wanted to ask, he sighed and said.

The disciple suddenly smacked his lips: "Then... you came directly to kill him?"

Fang Yuan nodded and said: "Ashamed, I narrowly escaped death and almost lost my life!"

"Oh my God, is this a narrow escape?"

The Baihua Valley disciple looked at Fang Yuan in surprise, and his heart became more and more horrified, thinking to himself: "Look at him, he doesn't even have any injuries on his body, his magic power is also powerful and terrifying, and he doesn't show any sign of wilting, which shows that he still has a lot of energy. With so little energy left, the strength of this young true disciple is really terrifying. Our senior brother Yuan from Baihua Valley is also very strong, but compared to the two of them..."

In fact, he didn't know that Fang Yuan's body was almost broken at this time, and he suffered hidden injuries that could not be seen on the outside. If he had done it, he wouldn't even be able to see the impact. But if he had been allowed to hold on for another moment and a half, he would probably have been injured. Just finished playing it completely.

"We have arrived at the place where the Baihua Valley disciples of our lineage are stationed. Senior Brother Xiao Yuan is there!"

Soon, Yinsuo had arrived in front of a mountain col and pointed forward.

But just in front of the mountain col, I saw many Baihua Valley disciples coming in and out, in groups of three, either running in all directions, or running back from all directions. Looking at the smiles on their faces, I knew that every time they went out, they Every trip has been fruitful.

On a low mountain next to the col, there is a clear pool, which is a clear spring formed by mana. A huge lotus leaf stands gracefully, and a young man in white is sitting cross-legged on the lotus leaf, looking happy and relaxed. Yufeng is extremely free and easy.

"When I saw this change, I knew someone from the Qingyang Sect would come, and now you are finally here!"

The young man sitting cross-legged on the lotus leaf slowly turned his head and looked at Fang Yuan who jumped down from the silver shuttle. His eyes were a little surprised. He stayed on Fang Yuan's face for a moment, and then said softly: " However, the wave of monsters just rushed north, and you came from the north. You must have collided head-on with that group of monsters. I wonder how you escaped the group of monsters?"

"Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, they were killed directly from that group of monsters..."

Before Fang Yuan could answer, the Baihua Valley disciple who had picked up Fang Yuan had already rushed to speak, looking a little excited.

"What?"

"That's impossible, right?"

"He's carrying someone on his back. How could he be so capable?"

The surrounding Baihua Valley disciples were all shocked when they heard this, and looked at Fang Yuan in awe.

Even more people don't believe that anyone can kill them out of those monsters.

Even if there were, he would definitely not be a disciple of their Qi training realm.

"Is this true?"

Even the little senior brother Yuan suddenly felt a little moved, bowed, stared at Fang Yuan and asked.

"It's just a fluke..."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and said, "You are Senior Brother Yuan, the True Successor of Baihua Valley, right?"

On the way here, he had already asked the disciples of Baihua Valley who were traveling with him. He knew that the one who was here now was one of the disciples of Baihua Valley, his name was Yuan Ya, and he was also a prodigy who had recently practiced. Naturally, he couldn't care less about being polite at this time. What, he said quickly and in a deep voice.

"A sudden evil has taken place in the Devil's Breath Lake. The disciples of our Qingyang Sect suffered heavy casualties. The remaining people were forced to hide in the Bahuang Cloud Terrace and hold on. However, monsters gathered in the Bahuang Cloud Terrace and may attack at any time. The situation The situation is dangerous and critical. The two of us fought our way out of the siege and came to ask for help from fellow immortal sects. I also hope that for the sake of our Yuezhou lineage, we can lend a helping hand and save my fellow sects... "

After hearing this, the faces of the surrounding Baihua Valley disciples immediately darkened, but no one spoke.

And Senior Brother Yuan on the lotus leaf did not answer this question. He just looked at Fang Yuan with his eyes at this moment. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I can't see it." The depth of your cultivation..."

When Fang Yuan heard this, his brows suddenly wrinkled.

When you practice the Xuanhuang Yi Qi Jue, you are originally condensing your magic power, and your Qi is like a hollow valley. Generally, unless you take the initiative to show your cultivation, or someone with a cultivation level much higher than yourself, it is impossible to easily see the depth of your cultivation. Now that he had just killed a general from among the monsters and gained a large amount of blood sacrifice power, his cultivation level had skyrocketed again and he was in chaos.

To be honest, even he himself can't explain his own cultivation level now, let alone the young man in white in front of him

However, at such a critical moment, he asked himself what to do with his cultivation

(End of chapter)