Chapter 746748 Poison Mist
Elder Qiu, who appeared with an ethereal air, was covered in blood in the blink of an eye. The young disciples who were surrounding him saw Elder Qiu being split in two and immediately retreated.
"Wenxuan, activate the peach forest barrier!" A young man who was previously inconspicuous in the crowd spoke towards the gate.
"Yes, senior brother!" someone answered at the gate.
With a buzzing sound, a confusing white mist rose up around the entire peach forest. "See which uncle is here, send a distress signal quickly!"
"Yiran, Jinxi, Gengxin, form the golden armor talisman formation!" The young man stabilized the chaotic situation with just a few words.
Next, several young disciples wearing golden armor talismans surrounded Rong Xianxian. They surrounded her but did not attack, and their expressions were very solemn.
Rong Xianxian was currently holding the golden soul-catching bell to search for Elder Qiu's soul. Even if Elder Qiu, who had already reached the state of concentration, died, his soul would not perish but would still have the power to fight back. Rong Xianxian was extremely alert to deal with possible attacks on his soul at any time. When she was surrounded by several young disciples, the golden soul-catching bell began to buzz. This unusual noise indicated that the golden soul-catching bell had found a powerful consciousness, and this noise indicated that the two sides had already engaged in a preliminary confrontation.
Elder Qiu was killed by Rong Xianxian's sword. He originally planned to invade her sea of consciousness and wipe out her soul to avenge the sword. However, as soon as he approached Rong Xianxian, his soul was attacked by the golden soul-catching bell, which wanted to pull him in. Elder Qiu thought he was attacked by another consciousness and fought back, but found that his attack was like mud sinking into the sea and had no effect. Then he found that there was no dominant consciousness in the golden hanging bell. He was horrified. When did the magic weapon that could capture the sixth-level soul appear in the fairy world? The sword energy just now was so powerful that I don’t know which venerable’s handiwork was it. With this hanging bell magic weapon, what exactly is the origin of this woman? Canglanju is just an inn opened by the family here. They have always been kind to others when they open their doors to do business. How could they provoke such an evil star?
Elder Qiu's mind raced. Seeing that the young disciples, led by Bei Haoze, had formed a trap, he did not want to fight any more. He broke free from the golden soul-catching bell and fled towards his own residence.
Rong Xianxian saw the Soul-Catching Bell in her hand flash a few times before she regained her composure, knowing that the soul had escaped. Although she was a little disappointed, it was also within her expectations. If she did not have the golden Soul-Catching Bell in her hand, the Soul-Fixing Crystal and the golden sea of consciousness alone might not be able to stop the invasion of the sixth-level soul. The Yisheng Academy was still researching a higher-level Soul-Catching Bell. If it could be successfully developed, there would be no need to fear this kind of elusive soul attack, and the crisis in the Gushizhai area might be resolved.
"Miss, which family or faction do you belong to? What grudge do you have against us? Why are you committing violence in my Lancangju?" Bei Haoze asked calmly.
"I should be the one asking you this. In order to kill me, you created a spirit stone explosion under the yard where I live. That was really a big deal!" Rong Xianxian knew that Bei Haoze was deliberately delaying time, but this movement had already attracted a lot of attention. It was a good time to explain what happened, and she naturally would not miss this great opportunity.
"Miss, please don't spit blood at me. We are Lancangju, open for business. How could we do something that would destroy our reputation? Besides, there is a spiritual vein passing under the courtyard where you live. If there was an explosion, you would be dead by now." Bei Haoze had secretly received the situation report from Lingzhu Pavilion. He knew that there was indeed an explosion there, and it was most likely done by one of their own people. However, they would never admit such a thing. If they admitted it, not only would they be at fault in this matter, but also in terms of reputation, would anyone dare to stay in such a black shop in the future? Therefore, they could only blame Rong Xianxian and eliminate the traces as soon as possible.
"You pushed it so cleanly, it seems they are all the same, there's no need to waste time talking, bye!" Rong Xianxian threw the smoke ball next to Bei Haoze, and with a "bang", the poisonous mist spurted out. A blue light flashed on Bei Haoze's body, followed by a cracking sound. Next to Bei Haoze, another person who was also sprayed by the poison had fallen to the ground with his whole body turned black and twitching. His whole body was rotting, it was a horrible sight. As soon as Bei Haoze saw the smoke spurting out, he pinched his hand seal and used a Feng Fu technique, trying to blow the poisonous mist towards Rong Xianxian's direction. Seeing that his companion next to him was black and rotten all over, he shouted "get out of the way". Without his reminder, the other young disciples who formed the trap also knew that saving their lives was the most important thing, and the trap collapsed on its own.
Rong Xianxian did not want to fight either. She retracted the smoke ball and turned to leave. Just as she turned around, a ray of lightning fell from the sky and struck her on the head. The lightning appeared silently and came in an instant, making it impossible to avoid it. With a "crack" sound of thunder, the lightning struck a palm-sized tortoise shell. The tortoise shell was only the size of a palm, but the halo it emitted enveloped Rong Xianxian's entire body. Rong Xianxian did not stop at all. She stepped on the flying carpet, covered with the tortoise shell, and continued to run outside. However, not far from the gate, Rong Xianxian realized that she could no longer move forward.
"Who is your relationship to the Sect Leader of Tiangong Mountain?" Bei Daiming examined the scene recorded by the audio-visual stone and recognized that the sword energy released from the Golden Phoenix Jade Ring came from the hands of the Sect Leader of Tiangong Mountain. He asked with some hesitation.
(End of this chapter)
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