Li Qingniao took the other three and flew over with swords in hand.

"My senior sister has a treasure that can transform into a flying sword with rainbow light." Huang Shitian explained hurriedly. Wei Yingwu nodded blankly, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

The distance was several hundred meters, but with the sword flashing, it was so close that in just two sentences, they had arrived at the entrance of Taiyi Village.

The stone archway at the entrance of Taiyi Village still stands as it did in the past.

Li Qingniao spread out his sword light and led everyone to this place, but he slowed down.

There was a big man in helmet and armor in front of him, with yellow face and big ears, not in human form, and should be a demon. He brought his best armor to fight for the secret of wealth and honor. At this moment, he took a big step, flew up, and flew over the stone archway.

Brush...there seemed to be invisible thin lines in the air shining in the night.

After the big demon fell to the ground, he looked at himself blankly, then looked back, and then he broke into pieces of meat on the ground, and a big eyeball rolled out of the stone archway.

whoosh whoosh whoosh!

There were another dozen or so impatient people, some were monks, some were demons. Anyone who jumped into Taiyi Village was killed. Even their magic weapons were cut off and shattered all over the ground. Their spiritual energy poured out like white falling cherry blossoms, and their corpses fell into the waterfall of blood.

"Damn it!" Wei Yingwu was stunned by this scene.

Li Qingniao frowned, looked at the silent Taiyi Village in front of him, then looked at the figure in the sky that was like a bright moon and was undergoing a tribulation, and murmured, "...This is a trap."

"I'm afraid it's true... too many people know about the exiled immortal's tribulation!" Huang Shitian also said in horror.

“That’s not the fifty ways of Dayan, but only the forty-nine…” Wei Yingwu said in confusion.

"It's a lie." Li Qingniao said, staring at Taiyi Village.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people who had hurriedly rushed into Taiyi Village and died. Dozens or even hundreds of people afterwards also realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly stopped and no longer approached. They realized that something was wrong, but they still had a chance of getting lucky.

Just at this moment, something strange happened again.

There was a silent wind blowing in the air.

Li Qingniao tilted her head sharply, and a strand of her black hair was cut off.

Although Wei Yingwu's realm was low, he seemed to have a premonition at this moment. He waved his hand and sprinkled a waterfall of water. The water curtain was cut into a "品"-shaped crack by the invisible "line" in the air.

It was clearly a large net made up of invisible threads, flying outward and reaping lives.

Wei Yingwu instinctively shrank his body and jumped through the word "口".

"careful……"

Wei Yingwu shouted, and when he looked back, he saw a strange scene:

Huang Shitian held a candle in his hand, illuminating the deadly threads around him and melting them one by one; Li Qingniao was surrounded by colorful sword lights, and the threads cut through them, exploding with sparks and then disappearing; Gandalf was the strangest, as he stood there, and when the threads reached his side, they seemed to melt into the air and disappeared without a sound.

"You guys..." Wei Yingwu was frightened by these companions who had been playing cards for several days.

At this time, the invisible net flying outward had already harvested dozens of lives. Some people or monsters in the place where the net passed by still maintained their human form, but stood still. After a few breaths, they broke into pieces of corpses on the ground, and blood gushed out, making this place look like a Shura slaughterhouse.

After being screened by the big net, there are less than ten people who are still alive, at least at the Jindan level. Among them, Wei Yingwu is an outlier with extremely good luck.

“It’s been a good harvest today.”

The bright moon in the sky flew over the entrance of Taiyi Village, and one of the banished immortals in white clothes was seen. It was Ji Wuliang from that year.

At this moment, inspiration blossomed around him, continuously invested in the void behind him, and transformed into a myriad of colorful inspirations, rushing out and drawing one mysterious hexagram symbol after another in the night sky.

This scene was as if the divine body of a god had appeared before the people. It was extremely rare after the immortals and saints had left the world.

Kunlun Mountain Summit.

"Tsk tsk, a seal appears in the void, and gold appears on the seal... This really is the appearance of a wandering immortal. He can transcend the calamity by submerging his soul, and he can really make it through. Can a banished immortal be so powerful?" ZERO stared at the image in the water mirror and was amazed.

Taiyi Village.

Lin Chong looked at Ji Wuliang and frowned. He... succeeded in overcoming the calamity? Now he is a wandering immortal? This is bad.

"Ji Wuliang, you killed your fellow Taoists, can you still be called a banished immortal?!" A monk looked at Ji Wuliang's current appearance and couldn't help but yell. He looked fierce but was extremely weak. Anyone could see that at this moment, Ji Wuliang was at least a wandering immortal.

As for them, they are at most a golden elixir, what’s the big deal?

"How dare you, a mere insect, call yourself my comrade?"

Ji Wuliang's expression was shrouded in the light of inspiration, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his voice was as cold as ice and snow. As soon as he spoke, countless invisible lines suddenly blew around the monk and swept past, cutting him into pieces neatly and scattering him to the ground, leaving a rain of blood.

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"Ah! This is a demon!"

Other people or monsters, seeing this scene, did not run away quickly, but those who turned around to escape could not escape. They were all beheaded and fell to the ground. Those monsters with strong vitality were not killed like this, so they were chopped again and cut into small pieces. The monster pills rolled out and shattered in the blood mist with a "pop" sound.

All the dead were turned into blood mist, which diffused in the light of the bright moon and was sucked towards Ji Wuliang. While killing people, Ji Wuliang absorbed the essence of the blood mist, just like a great immortal bathing in a pool of blood. The scene was extremely strange.

Took a few puffs.

Ji Wuliang saw the only four people left in the team.

"To be able to avoid the 'Twenty-Four Wind Signs' hexagram, he must be either extremely powerful or extremely lucky. I am the calculating master Ji Wuliang. You are qualified to say your name." Ji Wuliang said.

"I am Wei Ying from the Dongting Immortal Sect..." Wei Yingwu was about to speak, but was hit by Li Qingniao's sword.

"Does it hurt?" Wei Yingwu looked at Li Qingniao in confusion.

"Wei Ying..." Ji Wuliang, who was hanging in the full moon in the air, counted with his fingers and found that half a meter away from where Wei Yingwu was standing, a group of snake-like sparks exploded with a bang. Ji Wuliang sighed, "It's a fake name."

Wei Yingwu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If he had given his full name just now, wouldn't it have exploded on him?

Call to kill! Lin Chong thought this move was pretty cool. Is this the complete form of the exiled immortal? He was beaten like a dog by Lin Hao before, but now he is shaking!

"You are a banished immortal, enjoying the world's worship. Is it appropriate for you to kill people like this?" Huang Shitian couldn't help but question.

"You are all disciples of the immortal way, enjoying the blessings and protection of the immortal gods. The grace of the immortal gods is like your reborn parents. Today, the heaven and earth are severed, and the immortals and saints have disappeared. They need your essence, blood, and lives to rebuild the heaven and earth and renew the sacred tree. If you don't give it to them, aren't you unworthy of calling yourself the son of man?" Ji Wuliang said leisurely.

"Fuck you! I am the only descendant of the Wei family in Bali Village. How can I be called the son of a god? Get lost!" Wei Yingwu cursed. "I need blood and life. Why don't you leave the Suanchou Immortal Sect and kill everyone in your sect!"

“Haha.” Ji Wuliang laughed calmly, “Without their contribution of blood and essence, how could I reach the level of a Tribulation Loose Immortal right now?”

“Tell you all that my Suanchou Sect’s 271 disciples, including those at the Five God Realms, 66 Yuanying, 132 Jindan, and even other ordinary disciples, have all become my scattered immortals!”

I... Damn it. This is destroying the whole family. Lin Chong said in his heart.

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