After leaving Yellow Maple Valley.
Murong Fu and Zhao Ling'er rode away on a water unicorn.
As for Tang Xuejian, she will return to Tangjiabao alone. She said that after explaining the situation to her grandfather, she will personally go to Qingyunmen to find Murong Fu.
Murong Fu chose to believe her.
They're already Murong Fu's people, how could they possibly run away?
The water unicorn walks on air, shrinking the distance to an inch.
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation of spiritual energy below, as if a battle was taking place.
Murong Fu called out to the water unicorn: "Spirit Lord, wait a moment and watch the excitement."
The water unicorn understood and lowered its body slightly.
A group of men in black surrounded a woman in purple. The woman's face was covered by a veil, and her forehead was covered in sweat, clearly indicating that she had exhausted her magical power.
"It seems to be Nangong Wan from the Hidden Moon Sect?"
Murong Fu was somewhat surprised.
Several men in black, emanating demonic energy, were all at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. However, due to their numbers, they completely suppressed Nangong Wan, who was at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
"Senior Nangong, why don't you just give in to me? What's wrong with being the young mistress of my Ghost Spirit Sect? I have a Heavenly Spirit Root, and reaching the Golden Core stage is within my grasp."
Outside several early-stage Golden Core cultivators, a sedan chair floated, inside which sat a young man in black, holding a folding fan, smiling as he stared at Nangong Wan.
This sedan chair is an ancient treasure, capable of protecting this person. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant and presumptuous in front of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
With a single strike of her Yin-Yang Rings, Nangong Wan forced several early-stage Golden Core cultivators back a distance, allowing them to catch their breath. She coldly said, "You brat, you're courting death! Do you think you're Murong Fu?"
What appears to be mockery is actually an attempt to find an opening to escape.
"Hmph! Murong Fu of the Qingyun Sect, I've naturally heard of him." The young master sneered, "This man is nothing more than relying on his guardian spirit beast, the Water Qilin. He's merely a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, I disdain him!"
Nangong Wan also sneered: "Well said, then let your Golden Core stage subordinates step back first!"
The young master chuckled and said, "That won't do. We finally found an opportunity to have Senior Nangong alone. How can we let you get away?"
"snort!"
Nangong Wan snorted coldly, her hands quickly forming hand seals, as if she were about to unleash a great supernatural power.
"Stop her! We absolutely cannot let her get away!"
The young master hurriedly called out.
But then he found himself unable to move.
This is... being locked onto by the nascent soul's energy.
The young master was dumbfounded: "Could it be that there's a Nascent Soul cultivator nearby?"
"I am Nangong Wan from the Hidden Moon Sect. May I ask which senior is here? Thank you for your help!"
Nangong Wan clasped her hands in thanks towards the sky.
"Fellow Daoist Nangong, there's no need to be so polite. It was just a small favor."
Murong Fu, with Zhao Ling'er in his arms, walked down from the horizon step by step.
The water unicorn also transformed into a unicorn girl and followed behind.
"Fellow Daoist Murong?" Nangong Wan looked at him in surprise. "Your cultivation level?"
Murong Fu casually explained, "This is the power that the Spirit Lord has temporarily lent me. Although it is very ordinary, it is still barely enough to reach the Nascent Soul stage."
"Can you even lend your Nascent Soul power to others?"
Nangong Wan was even more surprised.
But the facts are right in front of us.
"My friend, have I offended you in some way? You seem to be quite dissatisfied with me?"
Murong Fu and the young master gazed at each other from afar.
The young master couldn't speak, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
Nangong Wan said, "This person is Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. His father is the sect leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, a Nascent Soul cultivator."
Murong Fu nodded: "I see. I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Nangong to lead the way. We're going to destroy the Ghost Spirit Sect."
Nangong Wan cautioned, "The Ghost Spirit Sect is one of the demonic sects in the Tiannan region, and it has several Nascent Soul cultivators. It should not be underestimated..."
"Does it matter?" Murong Fu said with a righteous expression, "Slaying the demonic villains is the duty of the righteous path. As a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, who else but me should do it?"
"Understood!"
Nangong Wan nodded emphatically.
As they were talking.
Murong Fu casually flicked his finger, unleashing several streams of spiritual energy that annihilated several Golden Core cultivators.
As for Wang Chan...
He desperately wanted to beg for mercy, but could only watch helplessly as the spiritual light entered his body.
"No! I don't want to die!"
Wang Chan's face was contorted in agony as she screamed in pain.
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "You're not dead yet, my young sect master."
Wang Chan did not die, but his dantian was shattered, and all his magical power was lost.
"My magical power... my cultivation level..."
Wang Chan shed tears of blood, which was more painful than death.
"It's better to live a wretched life than to die a good death, isn't it?" Murong Fu patted his head and laughed. "Lead the way, or you won't even have the chance to live a wretched life."
Wang Chan was in great pain, but as Murong Fu said, it was better to live a miserable life than to die. In case she had the chance to rebuild her dantian in the future, she could still cultivate.
at the same time.
The Ghost Spirit Sect Master suddenly noticed that many soul tablets had cracked open and immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"The servants are all dead? Chan'er's spirit tablet is also dim and lifeless. What kind of enemy did she encounter?"
The Ghost Spirit Sect Master was instinctively enraged.
But she quickly calmed down.
"To be able to kill so many Golden Core servants in an instant, one must be at the Nascent Soul stage!"
The Ghost Spirit Sect Master pondered, "No, I'd better go into hiding!"
But before he could make a move, he suddenly felt his body stiffen.
An unparalleled aura descended from the sky, plunging the entire Ghost Spirit Sect into silence.
"All things return to their origin!"
The Qilin girl murmured softly, and the blue water poured down as if the sky were collapsing.
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