Luo Shiyu said coldly: "I advise you not to touch her, otherwise you will die miserably!"

"Haha, what a scaremongering!" The Heavenly Demon Taoist smiled nonchalantly.

What is above the immortals?

What is a person of the great way?

Let alone the world of immortal cultivation, it is still a matter of opinion whether there is a real immortal world.

If such a person really exists, how can I still be alive and well now? Come and kill me if you have the guts!

At this time, Nannan was sitting under the tree, biting her lips tightly, looking at the Heavenly Demon Taoist who was approaching little by little in horror.

The Heavenly Demon Taoist showed greed in his eyes, stretched out his skinny palm and said coldly: "Give me the copybook!"

Nannan grabbed the copybook tightly, shook her head, and moved back.

The Heavenly Demon Taoist's eyes flashed red, his hands became claws, and black air condensed on them, and he slapped Nannan at will!

He sneered, "A mere low-grade spiritual root is worthless. It's better to just die!"

"Stop!"

The three of Luo Huang were stunned. They felt their hands and feet were cold and their eyes were about to burst.

However, just as the black air was about to fall on Nannan, the copybook suddenly lit up with a hazy light, and a vast breath suddenly appeared, as if an immortal had descended and the world was still.

The black air dissipated into nothingness, as if it was blown away by the wind.

"This, this is..."

Tianmo Daoren's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the copybook in surprise and began to step back slightly, feeling uneasy.

The copybook flew out of Nannan's hand, suspended in the air, and actually unfolded slowly by itself.

At this moment, an extremely vast aura burst out from the copybook, rushing straight into the sky, almost breaking through the clouds.

When the scroll was fully unfolded, a milky white light column actually rushed up from it, illuminating the entire dense forest.

Crack!

The formation set up by the Heavenly Demon Taoist was like paper, and was directly shattered. In the forest, almost all the mountain spirits and monsters were all trembling in their hearts, and even their souls were trembling. They knelt down respectfully in the direction of the light column and worshiped.

The Heavenly Demon Taoist's face changed drastically, as pale as paper, and even his teeth were trembling. "Immortal, immortal, immortal... Immortal?!"

His body kept retreating, and a huge fear enveloped his whole body, making his scalp numb and his liver and gallbladder split.

In that white beam of light, there was clearly an old man with white hair and beard, and a long robe fluttering. Although he had no face, he exuded an indescribable aura. Although he was not majestic, he was high and mighty!

This feeling was like the two-dimensional world seeing the three-dimensional world. The life levels were different, and he was in awe from the bottom of his heart.

"The Tao Yun is manifested, it is the Tao Yun that is manifested!"

Luo Huang's pupils almost widened to the maximum, and he couldn't help holding his breath. The blood in his body stopped flowing.

He had goose bumps all over his body, staring blankly at the beam of light, and his brain completely lost the ability to think.

This is the Tao Yun that is manifested!

A realm that only exists in legends.

A thought can come true, a word can be a law, a brush can write the Spring and Autumn Period, and a painting can determine the sun and the moon!

The Tao Yun of this calligraphy can even manifest immortals? !

It was too scary, too unbelievable!

"How could this happen? How is this possible?!" The Taoist Tianmo was so frightened that his face was twisted. He said in disbelief, "How could such a thing exist in the world? It must be fake!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, turned into a bloody light, and actually fled at high speed with the blood escape.

At the same time, he was still worried, and almost blew up all the things he could use, even the spiritual power in his body was burning rapidly, just to leave here quickly.

He was completely frightened and didn't dare to turn his head.

The immortal still stood there, seemingly looking into the distance, and a low sigh came from the void.

However, he saw that his palm was slowly raised.

The Taoist Heavenly Demon, who had already escaped, reappeared in sight as if time had reversed, and flew backwards in this direction.

He was clearly still speeding up to escape, but he was restricted by a certain rule, causing his body to fly straight towards the palm of the immortal.

"No, spare my life, spare me." The face of the Taoist Heavenly Demon was full of despair and fear, and he begged for mercy to the void: "Master, I was wrong, I am willing to work like a cow or a horse, spare my life!"

However, everything was in vain.

He had already flown in front of the immortal.

The hand of the immortal fell lightly and touched his head.

There was no overwhelming momentum, no vast spiritual power, and no sound.

The voice of the Taoist Heavenly Demon stopped abruptly, and his body did not move at all.

A gust of wind blew by, and his body turned into a cloud of dust, which disappeared with the wind, leaving only a closed-eyed Yuan Infant floating in the air.

Luo Huang and the other two watched helplessly, their mouths all opened into an "O" shape, and they felt cold in their hearts, not daring to breathe.

The three disciples of Tianmo Daoren were even more terrified, and fell to the ground, their brains were stunned, and their scalps almost exploded.

The immortal waved his hand, and the Yuan Infant immediately floated above Nannan's head, and then his hand stroked it again.

The immortal stroked the top, and the hair was tied for immortality!

The Yuan Infant followed Nannan's head, as if it had melted, and directly merged into Nannan's body.

Nannan looked at all this curiously, but gradually, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, her whole body was warm, as if wrapped in a milky white halo, and then she fell into a deep sleep.

The light column then dissipated, and the copybook slowly closed, and then "clicked" and fell beside Nannan.

That wisp of breath also disappeared without a trace, and the world fell into darkness again, as if everything just now was just a dream.

Luo Shiyu swallowed hard, looked at Luo Huang and said, "Dad... Dad."

"Don't say too much!" Luo Huang spoke directly, and said carefully, "Just keep awe."

He looked at the remaining three disciples of Tianmo Dao Ren, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the round bowl in his hand emitted a red light. A long dragon of fire shot out from it and swallowed the three people in an instant.

"Hu——"

Zhong Xiu slowly stood up and took a long breath. There was endless complexity in his eyes. Tonight was really full of twists and turns, especially the last scene, which I am afraid will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

To be able to manifest an immortal with the rhyme of Taoism, how great must the realm of that master be!

"Come with me."

Luo Huang said solemnly, and then took the lead and walked slowly towards Nannan and the copybook.

When they were half a meter apart, he stopped, bowed respectfully to the copybook, and said sincerely: "Sorry for the offense."

Then, he picked up the copybook with both hands and put it away carefully.

"Shiyu, you hold Nannan, we will go back quickly."

Luo Shiyu nodded, picked up Nannan, and the three of them immediately turned into a beam of light and headed towards Qianlong Xianchao.

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