Ji Yunlai tore up more than half of the ghosts, with heads and faces, but missing arms and half of their bodies.
Innocent.
The disciples are already cheering quietly, this guy they recognize, keeps saying that they want to take them as hostages, a fool who relies on the magic circle, and dares to do nothing with their great master, please take care of the master and master. Fan, don't feel afraid to scare them.
Ji Yunlai's expression was calm and calm, as calm as water, but the fingers holding the ghost's neck didn't stop, almost pinching the ghost into two.
He pointed out that the power of Dao is extremely strange, so that the ghosts scattered and escaped countlessly, but instead had the same feeling of identity.
The ghost looked painful and struggled for a moment, then suddenly reached out and drew a very simple circle in the void.
Almost at the same time, the entire Taoist palace suddenly shook, and the buildings in the world collapsed and disintegrated like building blocks, sinking into the ground.
And there seems to be an extremely terrifying suction force in the void, trying to suck them all into it.
Ji Yunlai didn't move at all, just watched all this seriously and quietly. All the superficial trajectories, Taoism, and mana movements were all stripped of the bones in his dark pupils and turned into one after another of the most primitive runes. was analyzed and cracked.
The disciple behind was sucked and flew out like a rolling gourd. Huang Wei was in a hurry and reached out and grabbed the left sleeve of the patriarch.
This one was incredible, Huang Wei was instantly caught by several hands, and the owner of those hands also had many other people hanging on them, and they all climbed on the former, like a group of monkeys trying to climb a big tree - Not only is the expression not afraid, but it is very excited: I also want to pull the head's clothes!
Lou Duxing can barely resist, but seeing this situation, I really want to pretend that I can't resist and go for it.
Huang Wei had no choice but to turn back in anger: "Whoever climbs me and kicks people!"
So she was immediately criticized by her peers, pointing out that she did not respect and care for her peers.
Ji Yunlai finally couldn't stand it anymore, he threw the ghost in his hand with force, the invisible sword energy flew out, pinned it in the void, stretched out his hand and drew a few runes in the void, the ripples disintegrated instantly, Kun-Lai disciples A look of regret fell to the ground, and a few others wanted to touch Huang Wei's hand that had just grabbed his sleeve.
Only then did Ji Yunlai stare at the ghost: "Tell me, who are you?"
"You don't deserve to know who I am!" The ghost reluctantly raised his momentum and said with a cold expression.
Ji Yunlai was too lazy to talk about it, and was about to give him a good clean up for his disciples, when he saw the entire Fangcao Labyrinth change again, the sky was thundering down, the sky turned dark purple, and the silver snakes danced wildly, terrifying, he He frowned slightly, and while waving his sleeves, his long sleeves flew over, covering all the disciples.
There was a very strange purple energy in the thunder that day. With Ji Yunlai's cultivation level, it was a little difficult to pick up a few. If it was reckless, it would be a pity. , the hourglass generally greets the purple air, and collects all of it into the hall of conferring demons on the Lingtai.
That Ziguang seemed to have found an enemy and killed countless demons one after another, and the last remaining embers were turned into nutrients, which grew and nourished the Du'er sword that he had not replenished for a long time.
This day of thunder seems to consume a lot of Taoism, but after half a moment, all the thunders stopped.
By this time, the ghost had long since disappeared.
Ji Yunlai drew back his sleeves and looked at the disciples who were inhaling immortal energy.
The disciples immediately looked cute and looked at him with admiration, as if they didn't know what they had done.
Ji Yunlai thought to himself that they should be disconnected for a few more days. He turned to look at the huge maze of herbs, closed his eyes for a while, and stopped talking.
The disciples still looked well-behaved and did not dare to say a word.
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At the core of the Taoist Palace, only a small piece of the spirit was finally recalled to its body. Although the ghost gathered its body again, it was much thinner in the end, as if its transparency had been reduced by 80%. come out.
Luo Qingxiao looked indifferent: "I said earlier that you can't underestimate him."
Yin Potian's handsome face was a bit furious, but he still held back his temper, exhaled forcefully, and then said in worry, "I really underestimated the heroes of the world, and the waves are really fierce."
Ten thousand years ago, he was invincible and invincible in the world, and he always had all kinds of advantages when he met his younger generation. Even if he did not get along well in the earth and stars in his previous life, he felt that it was because he lost the memory of his previous life, so when he recalled it, With the Taoist Palace in hand again, it was just when the confidence was bursting. I just saw that the junior immortals just felt that they were the same as the three great immortals who came to the door. !
And... he pressed his forehead, it seemed that he was deeply influenced by the desolate life on the planet Earth in his previous life, and he always tried his best to show it.
But even the Zixiao Dao Tribulation Formation, which can hurt people and immortals, can't hurt him
This is great, but it is too much.
Yin Potian's frown deepened. He really couldn't think of any way to stop the immortals of this younger generation from wreaking havoc in the Taoist Palace.
He glanced at the water mirror in the mountains and rivers tripod again and saw that the immortals of the younger generation were standing still with their eyes closed. He was puzzled for a while and asked, "What is he doing?"
Luo Qingxiao glanced at it, knowing what he knew, but only said: "I don't know either."
Yin Potian was a little unconvinced, but now he has to rely on Luo Qingxiao first. After all, he only has a soul body left, and his spiritual sense is extremely low, so he said, "Can you help me lead them out of the Taoist palace first?"
As long as this evil star leaves the Dao Palace, relying on the formation here and that thing, he is confident enough to recover in a short time.
He regretted not listening to Luo Qingxiao's words. After seeing so many young and excellent monks and beauties with different looks for a long time, he took them all in... Sure enough, he was greatly influenced by those novels, but he couldn't help it. Who made his past life and this life's two personalities not completely run in...
Luo Qingxiao shook his head, revealing the wound on his hand: "It was hurt by him, it can't be healed."
Yin Potian was a little stunned, knowing that the other party didn't keep his hands at all, he couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, Qing Xiao, you are fortunate to suffer. When I recover my cultivation, I will use my luck to treat you."
Luo Qingxiao sighed: "I dare not."
But then, his expression changed greatly, he took out a piece of white jade, the jade was exquisitely carved, and it was carved into the appearance of a small fairy palace, and just as they were talking, more than half of the front of the fairy palace had turned gray, and Grey is spreading rapidly.
Is this, eroding Asgard's formation control?
How can there be such a monster!
He looked at Luo Qingxiao who was indifferent and sighed.
"Well, it was only 10,000 years ago that the family was wiped out by his son," Yin Potian was a little sad, "I told Dalang back then that I can't easily go to Wangchuan. What is there to be a ghost emperor? He still goes. Now, let the grandson mess around, pump up the air, be wiped out by the demon clan, and the rest of the royal clan are still established as kings, and they are defeated by each of them at the door... What a sin!"
Luo Qingxiao lowered his head and said nothing.
"You dare to swear by Kun-Lai's Taoist deeds are true, I naturally believe in you." Yin Potian reassured the only available combat power, "Well, as long as you can let him out, I will The Daoqi seal is returned to you!"
Luo Qingxiao remained silent.
"Then I'll give it back to you first, and you have to promise me." Yin Potian said helplessly.
"This is not good." Luo Qingxiao whispered.
"There's nothing wrong, I can still do this." Yin Potian raised his hand and took out a starlight from the Jade Fairy Palace.
"Okay." Luo Qingxiao accepted the Taoist deed and stood aside.
Yin Potian looked cold.
After Luo Qingxiao put away the starlight, his expression was quiet, and he just said lightly: "Don't worry, if the chaos of the devil starts today, if he finds his apprentice, he will leave."
Yin Potian was furious, and when he looked at the jade stone, there was only the last bit left that did not turn gray.
Gritting his teeth, he squeezed the jade palace with force, and then took out something from the mountain and river cauldron, and then his entire soul was thrown into the last bit of light and disappeared.
Luo Qingxiao slightly curled his lips, if it wasn't for the oath in his bloodline that prevented him from easily attacking the great Xuan, how could he have made him jump for such a long time.
He glanced at the core of this underground palace with nostalgia, and then glanced at Ji Yunlai, who was standing still in the water mirror, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he sighed: "I am enlightened after all. a bit late."
What Kun-Lai inherits is the spirit of will, not the blood of Taoism.
The wind knows the strong grass, and he has seen Kun-Lai from now on, and the people he has seen. Six hundred years ago, he felt that the Kun-Lai in Central Continent was just a little bit of fur and had nothing to do with Kun-Lai, so he watched Ayun's Kun-Lai turn into a sea of fire with cold eyes - now I want to come , what a stupidity, what a put the cart before the horse.
People will change, dharma will change, mountain gates will decay, and the testimony of the past is always an external thing.
Only if the way does not change, the meaning does not change, the meaning of true gold that meets fire and wind, and will not be destroyed by a hundred refinements, is the meaning of Kun-Lai inheritance, the way of inheritance.
He sighed a little, why did the master pass the fairy spirit to me back then, in order to find Ayun
But ridiculous.
He turned around and left, before the last area of Jade Immortal Palace turned gray.
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Ji Yunlai suddenly opened his eyes.
The disciples sat obediently in front of him with respect and admiration on their faces, and the stars in the eyes of many disciples were about to appear.
He was too lazy to get angry, he just stretched out his hand and summoned a piece of jade from his disciple at will.
Huang Wei felt a little heartache, but he felt that it was a blessing for the head to use this jade!
Ji Yunlai used his finger as a sword, and quickly carved countless small runes on the jade. From time to time, jade shavings fell, and the disciples quietly summoned them to pick them up.
After a breath, Yu Jue had turned into a small fairy palace. If the ghost Yin Potian was there, he would immediately recognize that this thing was exactly the same as the ashes in his hand except that it was smaller.
Ji Yunlai raised his hand, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and he had reached an empty hall.
The entire hall is carved with top-quality spiritual stones, not to mention the various liquefied spiritual milks in it, which are extremely valuable. There are also fairy grasses growing wildly in the corners, which have a medicinal age of ten thousand years. It grew from the spiritual grass outside the door.
Drawings of various instruments, as well as puppets, are countless.
The disciples looked curious, without greed, and looked at the sect master.
Ji Yunlai just glanced at the scene in the mountains and rivers, and stretched out his hand to take out the cloud turtle who was grazing, An Xian who was chopping grass, and the angry white narcissus.