Immortal Formula

   Chapter 67 Please borrow blue silk

  Yue Mingge seemed to see what she was thinking, and said, "As a demon cultivator, he would be killed by Fan Sixian even if he wasn't involved with you. You don't have to worry too much."

  Gu Yan said lightly: "It's just that the inner demon is sad!" She looked at Wu Fang's body lying quietly on the ground, and said, "He made a promise to me before he died, and I will go to fulfill the contract when this is over."

  Yue Mingge looked up at the sky in the distance and said, "It will probably be over soon."

Fan Sixian stood there alone, confronting five or six cultivators, the frame was still parked there quietly, the owner of the car seemed impatient and said, "Fan Sixian, do you still want the Fan family? Are all the children buried with you alone?"

Fan Sixian let out a piercing laugh, "Ming Yu Zhenren, you have an 800-year-old Shou Yuan this year, right? Even if you are the most outstanding monk in Luodi, if you don't get a baby, you are confident that you can live to be a thousand years old. ?"

The owner of the car said angrily: "Bold!" The curtains on all sides of the car rose without wind, revealing the car body with carved beams and paintings. The aroma of amber and dragon birthday came from the car. A slender, wearing a high crown, The monk in Chinese attire sat cross-legged. His face is like a crown of jade, his lips are like painted red, and a pair of long eyebrows slanted into the temples, his face is handsome and noble, like an ancient royal family. He only gently opened his lips and spit out a few words, which made everyone present feel extremely powerful coercion. As expected, it has reached the state of great perfection in the late stage of the formation of elixir!

   A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Yan's mouth, "Respected teacher is so grand."

  Yue Mingge said with a wry smile: "It's always been like this for real teachers. This is also the need of the Shangqing Palace's monarchy in Luodi. On weekdays, tutors... don't have such pomp and circumstance."

Fan Sixian stared at him coldly, one of his feet was shaking slightly, stepping on the magic weapon under his feet, at this time the female cultivator who had been focusing on the array plate in his hand suddenly said: "The formation method can't be suppressed anymore, He actually moved the earth vein!"

Mingyu Zhenren's face was as calm as an ancient well, but his voice also carried a bit of anger: "Fan Sixian, you pry the earth veins to make the formation collapse, and you can't suppress the 3,900-meter-underground Taiyin Earth Fire, do you want to let it go? Are the entire Taihua Mountain buried with you?"

Fan Sixian laughed loudly: "Man said it is Taihua Mountain, that is, the entire Luodi is dead, what has it to do with me!" His laughter suddenly became extremely shrill, like the cry of a night owl, and then he The clothes on his body began to shatter, from the outer robe to the inner garment, revealing his inner muscular body. It was pitch black as ink, with a shiny black light.

  Shenzhen Mingyu stood up abruptly from the frame, his originally slender eyebrows trembled slightly at this time, and said in a deep voice, "You are actually demonized?"

At this time, there was a very clear call in the sky, like the clear call of a lark, the sound was long and clear, and then a big bird flew over in the air, with two wings as blue as the sky, a chicken The head, swallow jaw, snake neck, eagle claws, and fish tail, with colorful feathers growing on their bodies, raised their heads slightly, and it was a very penetrating cry.

  Gu Yan said in surprise: "Is this the divine bird Qingluan? The monks of the Shangqing Palace are really powerful, and they can actually use such a divine bird as a spiritual beast!"

   On this Qingluan stood a woman in green clothes. Her temples had a pair of marks that looked like the tail of a phoenix, which was very eye-catching. His voice was very clear and sweet, "Senior Brother Mingyu, he is not the real Fan Sixian, he is just a puppet!"

"So bold!" There was a trace of anger on the face of Mingyu Zhenren. When he raised his right hand, a bronze bell appeared in his palm. It looked similar to the one used by Yue Mingge, but the whole body of the bell appeared Glowing blue, it looks very simple, and it seems to have a history that has been inherited from ancient times.

The real Mingyu held the bell gently, and the bell flew by itself, getting bigger and bigger in the air, and then rippled layer upon layer from the bell body, and circles of blue waves appeared. Light, tightly surrounded Fan Sixian inside. And in his left hand, a jade ruler has appeared, and it hits hard.

when!

The copper bell made a very loud sound, and the ripples in circles became more and more violent. There was a strange shaking in the space covered by the copper bell, as if every inch of space began to be distorted, Fan Sixian's body began to shake. It made a creaking sound, as if there were countless forces pulling him from all directions. Mingyu Zhenren shouted: "Fall!" The jade ruler in his hand hit down, and the jade ruler fell from the sky, hitting Fan Sixian's top door heavily.

  In this case, three ups and downs, Fan Sixian's body seems to have cracks, the female cultivator focused on breaking the formation said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't let his primordial spirit escape!"

   At this time, the jade ruler of the real Mingyu had reached the fourth blow. With his heavy blow, the body finally fell down overwhelmed, and then shattered into pieces. At the same time, a reddish shadow floated from the fragments, as if it were alive. After looking around, it was about to escape. Master Mingyu said, "Junior Sister Su, please borrow the blue silk!"

   The woman in Tsing Yi answered with a loud "yes", and used five fingers to comb her long hair, and suddenly a long hair was twisted down by her. She bent her left hand back, with five fingers, using the power of thought as the bow and the void as the string, the long hair was like an arrow from the string, and she was shot straight out.

Although it was separated by dozens of meters, the shot was so powerful that it passed straight through the body of the blood shadow. The speed at which it was flying like electricity was stagnant for a while. About the size of the belly of the thumb, a milky white bead flew out of his hand, suspended above the blood shadow, and then exploded with a "click".

   heard a mournful low roar in the void, the faint blood shadow was shaken to smash, the sky was blue, leaving only faint clouds, and no traces could be seen.

   At this time, on top of a mountain in the depths of Mount Taihua, a blood-colored Changhong like a horizontal moat suddenly surged up, forming a blood bridge in the air, and then a blood shadow quickly fled towards the sky. A very loud voice said: "Ming Yu, you won this battle, let's decide the outcome in the future!"

  Shenzhen Mingyu's long eyebrows twitched, and he raised his voice and said, "I will visit Haixin Palace someday!" As his voice faded, the shadow had quickly gone away.

The junior sister Su controlled Qingluan, stopped beside him, and said, "This old man has already attached his clone to the puppet, and the primordial spirit of his life has been hiding in the magic circle. No wonder it was so easy. One hit."

   (end of this chapter)