Grandma Butterfly sneered with disdain: "I just came out of the world of immortality and haven't enjoyed it yet, but I'm going to die here. I'm unlucky. But I've finally become beautiful, so it's worth dying for."
Master Wu Nian clasped his hands together and activated his Buddhist beads with all his strength to resist the ghost tornado. The golden light emitted by the Buddhist beads seemed faint in the darkness, but it was extremely tenacious.
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Mo Yun looked into the distance. There was endless dark clouds and it was pitch black all around. The pressure was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe.
But he was not desperate, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, that is, hope...
The wind was howling, and the ghost tornado smashed the Sutra Repository on the top of Fangcun Mountain into pieces. The brick and wood Sutra Repository had stood on the top of Fangcun Mountain for more than a thousand years and had experienced many hardships, but in front of the evil ghost tornado, it turned into a pile of dust.
Luo Tianquan's ferocious and evil face did not appear in the sky: "Hey, come on, where are your sword formations, heroes? Being a hero comes at a price."
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, coming from far away and getting closer. It sounded like the sound of wind, but when it reached overhead, everyone saw that it was actually a sword light.
The sword light seemed so faint in the dark clouds that rolled like waves, as if it would be submerged by just a wave.
The sword light was like a spark that could start a prairie fire.
The sword light became brighter and brighter, as bright as a scorching sun.
Tears suddenly welled up in Mo Lingshan's beautiful eyes. She recognized that sword light, that blazing light. In the Bingxin Valley, facing the ice beast that was powerful enough to freeze the world, it was this sword light that emitted a warm flame and saved her from the sharp claws of the ice beast.
Mo Yun's eyes became bright. He had never despaired, he had always been hoping and expecting. This sword light gave him hope, and hope finally came.
As long as we have this sword light, there is hope no matter how huge the dark clouds are or how strong the wind is.
This sword light brought them hope in the devil's desert in the world of immortality, in front of the vicious demon king, and in front of the god of death in the polar ice field.
Sister Juan also recognized the sword light. She clenched her fist lightly, and the blue flying sword in the sky that was about to go out started shining again, as if welcoming the dazzling sword light.
Master Wu Nian showed a rare smile on his old face: "Amitabha, Sect Master Ye is finally here. I feel relieved to have you here."
Boom! A loud roar sounded, the earth trembled, the mountains shook, and thousands of feet of golden light mixed with the blazing flames rushed in all directions and turned into a sea of fire in the sky.
The mountain top, which was dark just now, suddenly became as bright as day.
The ghosts in the dark clouds encountered the scorching flames and immediately burst into flames, letting out shrill screams.
The huge ghost tornado suddenly ignited flames from the middle outwards, transforming into a towering fire tornado. Countless ghosts fled in all directions from the middle.
However, the blazing flames had already turned the sky into a golden sea of fire. Those ghosts were just small fish in the sea of fire and could not escape at all.
They continued to burn into ashes and slowly fell from the sky. After a while, the entire Fangcun Mountain Peak, including the Changlong Mountain Range, was covered with black snow.
The top of Fangcun Mountain became hot and the temperature kept rising. It had snowed on the top of Fangcun Mountain in early winter and the temperature was more than ten degrees below zero, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a scorching summer.
There was a blazing sea of fire above our heads, as if we were being roasted by nine suns. Everyone was sweating from the heat and took off their cotton coats without any prior agreement.
Luo Tianquan opened his eyes and stared in amazement at the sea of fire floating in the sky. It was a golden sea of fire with purple and blue lightning. Strands of electric snakes tracked the ghosts that attempted to escape and burned them to ashes.
He couldn't believe his eyes. Just now it was pitch black, and a ghost tornado that was about to swallow up the world, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed like a hundred suns appeared in the sky, almost steaming the earth.
He felt a huge pain in his hand and shivered in pain. It turned out that the black soul-calling flag in his hand was also burning and burned his hand. Fortunately, he had a strong self-healing ability and the burn marks soon disappeared.
A look of humiliation and pain appeared on his face, and he roared, "It's you again, kid. Who told you to come? Aren't you trapped in the world of immortality? Bastard, stinky boy, I'm going to kill you."
Bai Wuchang's eyes rolled around and he quietly retreated backwards. After taking a few steps, he felt someone patting his shoulder.
"It's Bai Wuchang, hello."
The voice sounded very familiar, and it scared him out of his wits. It felt more terrifying than hearing the voice of the god of death.
He plucked up his courage and said, "This matter has nothing to do with me. I am just following orders."
Ye Feng glanced at him with a smile: "How many disciples do you have in Taiyi Sect?"
"There are more than fifty Earth-level disciples."
"Why not send them all over?"
"I want to leave some bloodline for Taiyi Sect."
Ye Feng took out a jade talisman, which was the Taiyi Sect leader's talisman that Li Dazhong gave to Ye Feng.
"Bai Wuchang, listen to my order. Return to Taiyi Sect immediately and wait for my decision."
Seeing Ye Feng take out the jade talisman of the leader of Taiyi Sect, Bai Wuchang was stunned. He quickly knelt on one knee with a terrified look on his face: "Taiyi Sect Elder Bai Wuchang accepts the order."
After saying this, Bai Wuchang ran away as if escaping, and his figure disappeared in the vast mountains and forests.
The Tianluo Yinhun Formation was broken, the ghosts in the dark clouds in the sky were burned to ashes, the blazing sea of fire in the sky also disappeared, and the sun emerged from behind the dark clouds.
After a while, the sky cleared up and everyone smiled happily.
Luo Tianquan looked at Ye Feng hatefully: "You, you ruined my good deeds, I won't let you go."
After saying that, Luo Tianquan threw a smoke bomb to the ground. A black gas enveloped him and he disappeared from where he had just stood. He knew that he was no match for Ye Feng and prepared to escape.
In the blink of an eye, a group of startled birds flew up from the forest eight hundred meters away.
Ye Feng was already prepared and moved his fingers slightly.
In the forest where birds were startled and flew away, more than a dozen thick vines rose from the ash-covered ground and tightly wrapped around the limbs of Luo Tianquan, who was escaping underground, and tied him up in mid-air.
He struggled desperately, and with a flick of his palm, a palm-sized flying sword rose into the air, trying to cut the vines that bound him. Unexpectedly, the vines were not only very flexible, but also grew out quickly even if they were cut.
He desperately cut off the vines on his limbs, but heard Ye Feng's contemptuous voice in his ear: "Don't bother, you can't cut it. That's the wooden spirit rope, it's an immortal weapon, not an ordinary spirit weapon. Your spirit weapon flying sword has no effect on it."
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