"Respect the Fire Immortal Sect."

"Black Water Snake."

"Golden Sun Immortal Sect."

"The Green Body Clan!"

…

In Cave No. 1, there was a stone floating in front of Feng Mi, and he was carving these names repeatedly with his fingers as if they were a knife.

He could no longer spy on the scene outside, but he had his accomplices outside who quietly passed on all the information to him.

"The old bastard in the black robe."

"An old bitch in a flowery robe."

In addition to the holy land of the Immortal Sect, there are also several cultivators who hide themselves deep in their magic power, looking like they are trying to hide their heads and show their tails.

Although it is impossible to know his exact realm, he dared to look calm and composed in front of a force with cultivators at the twelfth level. I think his strength must be quite impressive.

The force of his fingers penetrated the stone and crushed it directly into powder.

"Damn it, with so many 12th floor cultivators, we're going to die this time."

…

Outside Cave No. 1, monks from all sides gathered together, creating a calm moment before the storm.

Apart from the differences in their sects, the main reason why everyone came here is that the Qingshen clan came as a whole.

Although the realms of these Qingshen people are all at the Dao foundation, and a large part of them have not even condensed their Dao seeds, they cannot resist the strong foundation of the human family and possess a combination of spiritual treasures.

When individual cultivators are mobilized in an organized manner, the burst of power will undergo a qualitative change. Even if the cultivators present have not tried it personally, they have heard of the Qingshen Clan's methods.

At this moment, the Haotian Realm and the Qingshen Clan were in a standoff across Cave No. 1.

There are some differences between the two groups of cultivators. The cultivators of the Qingshen clan gathered together, and although the cultivators of the Haotian realm gathered together, there was also a distance between them.

At this moment, Xuan Ming's triangular eyes were fixed on the Qingshen clan opposite. His brother Xuan An had died at the hands of the Qingshen clan opposite.

Damn you, country bumpkin! With the Black Water Immortal Clan's strength, the death of a 12th Floor Realm cultivator is a serious injury. If you are unlucky, it may take 100,000 years to make up for it.

…

"Everyone listen up, if there is a chance, take down the reptiles of the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan first."

The snake was coiled on a dead tree, surrounded by suspended star chain cones. Its eyes swept across the cultivators opposite and finally fell on the Black Water Mystic Snake.

The first target is naturally the descendants of Xianluo, and the second target is naturally the black snake.

There is no other reason, the master needs the flesh and blood of the Black Snake Clan.

It’s not that other cultivators’ methods are inappropriate, but the Black Snake Clan’s method is more in line with the Taoist master’s practice method.

"It's too late. It's too late."

When the monks from the two worlds of Qing and Zhuo were on the verge of a fight, an enchanting voice was heard, and between the flickering aurora in the void, a shuttle quickly pierced through.

The shuttle first rushed towards the direction of the Qingshen clan, but halfway through it suddenly reacted and then headed towards the direction of the Haotian realm cultivators.

"Spiritual Wood Palace!"

After seeing the person coming, all the monks present recognized him.

The shuttle broke through a piece of space and stopped near the Haotian Realm cultivator.

Then, a faint light flickered on it, and plum blossoms fell from the void. The shadow of a fox with plum blossom-shaped patterns all over its fur appeared.

"ha……"

As soon as the fox appeared, he yawned on the spot and muttered, "Fortunately, I reacted in time, otherwise I would have almost fallen into the Qingshen Clan's nest."

He looked around with sleepy eyes, as if hoping for the best, "Fortunately, I didn't oversleep."

Then, without paying any attention to the looks of the other cultivators present, the fox took a strange step with its furry little feet in the space above the shuttle.

"Old beast... come quickly, this is a tough one, I'm afraid."

Streams of light splashed up, and an extremely luxuriant spiritual tree grew out in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, it became a towering tree with drooping leaves and intricate patterns on its branches.

The branches of the spiritual tree drilled into the surrounding space, penetrated the broken space barriers, and instantly stabilized the surrounding turbulent space.

For a moment when the trunk swayed, a ball of silver light shot up into the sky and turned into a hexagonal silver passage, penetrating deep into the space.

After the teleportation array was opened, the fox looked around with its eyes, and magic power surged throughout its body. As long as any cultivator came up to interrupt the teleportation, it would just run away.

“Buzz!”

As the buzzing sound grew louder, a colorful shadow fell from the sky-high silver light and stepped on the top of the giant tree. The figure was like a stream of light falling from the sky, becoming more and more solid.

"You are finally here. See you later."

Seeing the figure in the teleportation array falling, the fox muttered something and turned away.

But after taking two steps, he found his four little hooves sliding in the air.

He took a step forward, but did not move.

"Old beast, let go of my tail!"

The fox turned and roared.

Its big furry tail was pinched by two fingers and was pulled up in the air.

"My mother told me to go home and sleep!"

But the spiritual cultivator who came down from the teleportation array ignored the fox's words. After freezing it in place, he looked at the cultivators from other sects present.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, my fellow Taoists. I have turned into ashes."

"Chenghui Daozun!"

After a while, among the Haotian Realm cultivators who gathered together, a Hedao cultivator reacted and seemed to have heard of this name.

"Now that fellow Taoists from the Immortal Palace have arrived, we have a backbone."

"Yeah yeah."

…

"Flatterer, when this old beast turns into ashes, don't forget to take your flattery with you."

The trapped fox was very dissatisfied. Although he knew he couldn't break free from the seal, he still struggled to escape.

"Daoyou, my mother really wants me to go home for dinner, let me go."

After struggling unable to free itself, the fox turned into a pitiful look, with tears rolling down its eyes.

"Your mother doesn't even have a grave now."

Cheng Hui didn't even look at the fox.

"Godmother, I mean godmother. What a coincidence that I recognized a godmother before coming to this world. If I die, there will be no one to see her off to the grave."

"Don't even mention your godmother. Even if your biological mother is here, it won't work. If you continue to be so lazy, when will your ancestral blood be activated? You don't really want to sit and die at the foundation level, do you?"

Cheng Hui transmitted the message in a cold voice, with an idea in his mind. As long as the fight breaks out later, he will throw this fox into the fierce battle and let the Qingshen Clan deal with this lazy little fox.

In fact, it didn't want to be the bad guy, but there was no other way. Before coming, it was reminded by a big shot in the palace to take good care of this little fox.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that kind of care, I really mean to take good care of you.

The little fox has the blood of a nine-tailed fox, but now there are only three branches on its big furry tail, and all the good blood is accumulated in the body.

Originally, there was a probability that the Fairy Palace would add a giant, but now, look at these big watery eyes, they seem to be sleepy all day long.

The probability drops from 50% to zero.

…

"I remember now, this is Dao Zun Qianqiu, and it seems to have been demoted to Juntian Realm."

"That's right. After all, the turbid world belongs to Juntian."

"Fellow Daoist Chenghui, you'd better be careful. This is a ruthless person who likes to turn people into ash."

…

Daoist Master Cheng Hui naturally got together with several cultivators at the twelfth floor level. They were actually not familiar with each other, but they quickly became familiar with each other.

"My fellow Taoists, rest assured. Our Lingmu Immortal Palace has its own rules. Since we are competing for opportunities, it is up to fate to decide who gets the opportunity. Besides, this is a world of turbidity. We are all the same here. There is no need to be bound by the forces behind us."

When Cheng Hui spoke, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the Lingmu Immortal Palace does not use its power to bully others, they will not be afraid.

"He is indeed a descendant of Xianluo. There is a Xianluo aura in his magic power."

"This cultivator is quite clever. He knew to run to the world of turbid air. If he was in the Haotian Realm, he might have been captured long ago."

"I think this cultivator has no good intentions. You should be careful to avoid getting into trouble."

Several cultivators gathered together, communicating in low voices, and occasionally looking in the direction of the Qingshen Clan from a distance.

He also glanced at the Black Water Snake Clan intentionally or unintentionally.

During this period of time, many Hedao monks from various sects have died. It can be said that this is the highest number of deaths in tens of thousands of years.

But all the dead in other families were Taoist priests, only the Black Water Mystic Snake seemed to have lost twelve of its members.

Hehe, that’s quite interesting.

Some cultivators whose fellow disciples had died didn't seem to feel so sad after seeing the Black Water Snake.

…

In the cunning rabbit's hole.

Feng Mi sat cross-legged in a place with flickering spiritual light. There were innate spiritual restrictions everywhere around him. At this moment, he held a spiritual restriction in each of his left and right hands.

It feels like I have fire on both sides and thunder god helping me.

At the moment, he had no room to make any more efforts. There were simply too many and too strong cultivators outside, and he couldn't make any more efforts.

Cave No. 1 has the largest area, the most remaining spiritual restrictions, and a seventh-level formation. Once it explodes, he will be at the core of the explosion.

As for running away, it still depends on whether the cultivators from the two worlds of clarity and turbidity outside will fight. If the two fight, he still has a chance to fish in troubled waters.

Since you are in a desperate situation, naturally you won't have so many concerns.

Killing one more person is a profit, and it also reduces a threat to the next Hedao.

"We still have to circle them in and kill them."

The energy at the center of the spiritual forbidden area is the strongest, so when it explodes it will naturally be the most powerful, and may be able to injure a cultivator at the twelfth floor.

"No, we should injure one party severely, so that the other party will not be able to resist and attack, and both sides will enter a melee."

For him, the more monks outside who are besieging him, the more they die or are seriously injured, the more effective it will be for the upcoming heavenly tribulation of Hedao.

"They are all smart people. It's hard to make them fight. I'm afraid they won't move unless I die."

"Fuck him, I'm already in this state, can't I just be a bit more relaxed?"

After thinking it over, Feng Mi stood up and put the spiritual restrictions in his left and right hands into the preset state. He separated a divine thought from them, and then stepped out step by step.

Even though you have the flesh of Tang Monk, can't you sell it to yourself for a good price?

Fighting and killing is so boring, just go out and sell yourself out.

…

“Buzz!”

Silver light flickered, and space ripples emerged from the magnetic light. An extremely large phantom floated in the overlapping space, like an image born from the sky.

As soon as the figure appeared, it attracted the attention of many monks surrounding outside.

"Descendants of Xianluo!"

The eyes of all the monks lit up, as if they had seen a rare treasure, and they couldn't wait to grab a piece of it.

Feng Mi's figure reflected in the overlapping space seemed a little distorted, and he was looking in all directions in the air.

"It's just a small breakthrough for me, but I didn't expect to attract so much attention from seniors. I'm really flattered."

The sound of the twisted figure rumbled.

"Little thief, return my brother's life to me."

A Taoist monk roared.

"Your senior brother is such a loser that he can't even beat a mere Lianxu. I helped him regain his life, and you should thank me."

"What are you looking at? I'm not just talking about him, I'm talking about all of you here, you're all trash!"

"Asshole!"

"court death!"

As soon as these words were spoken, fierce magical powers surged up, and some directly rushed towards the phantom, shattering the overlapping space into nothingness.

But even if these spaces are broken into countless small pieces, each small piece still contains a part of Feng Mi.

"Look, the waste is still anxious."

"What a sharp-tongued youngster." At this time, Taoist Master Chenghui spoke and suppressed the furious Zhuhedao monks from all directions.

"No way, I'm telling the truth."

As he said this, he pointed at Chenghui.

"Yeah, you too."

"If I wasn't still at the level of Refining Void, and if you guys hadn't had the chance to bully me, I would have scattered my ashes and dug up my ancestors' graves."

"Come on, if you dare to take a step forward, I will die in front of you, and show you what true Xianluo character is."

"You are indeed a waste. No wonder you can only hold the mark, afraid that others will snatch it away. You are a bunch of rotten insects lying on the bones. If you don't kill me today, I will be your ancestor."

Feng Mi cursed more and more vigorously, with spit flying everywhere, transforming into a phantom thousands of feet in size that revealed his spiritual thoughts vividly.

"good!"

Suddenly, cheers came from the Haotian Realm side.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a fox with plum blossom patterns retracting its head and hiding behind Taoist Chenghui.

Daoist Cheng Hui was speechless. How could a traitor suddenly appear?

"Little beast, I am here to test your skills and avenge you fellows."

Finally, the leader of the Jinyang Sect was filled with murderous intent and summoned a golden sword to attack.

However, as soon as the sword energy emerged, it was blocked outside by a faint cold light.

"Master Jinyang, do you want to vent everyone's anger, or do you want to take advantage of the opportunity to take Xianluo into your pocket?"

Xuan Ming spoke in a gloomy tone.

"You useless guy holding the sword, aren't all of you sword cultivators upright? Is the sword in your hand also useless? Use your sword to stab this reptile to death, what are you afraid of!"

"A reptile died not long ago. It's a good thing they die in pairs. Stab it to death. What are you afraid of?"

My goodness, at this moment all the cultivators from the clear and turbid worlds present were staring at Feng Mi. This was too despicable.

Is it because he knows he can't escape that he lets himself go like this?

“The one holding the sword is you. I will spare the life of your young Taoist.

Otherwise, I would have died along with the firefly. Not only do you not know how to repay your kindness, but you also repay kindness with hatred. You are a beast, a real beast!"

Feng Mi pointed at the Taoist Master Jinhuan who he had failed to kill before, and said angrily, "Disloyal, unjust, unkind, and untrustworthy, how could there be such a shameless sect like you in the Immortal Spirit World!"

"What are you looking at, you reptile? You with the sword, stab this reptile. Go ahead and stab it."

"You're useless. I gave you a chance at such a close distance, but you can't make it work. From now on, don't call yourself the Jinyang Sword Sect. Just call yourself the Wasteful Shameless Sword Sect."

"You're looking for death, you little bastard!"

The face of the Jinyang Sect Master turned red, as if a volcano was about to burst out of his forehead.

The useless and shameless sword sect, if this name were to spread back to Haotian Realm, his Jinyang Sword Sect would become famous.

"Golden Phoenix Sword!"

With a roar, the sword in the hands of the Jinyang Sect Leader transformed into a golden phoenix and rushed towards Feng Mi.

At the same time, Xuan Ming of the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan also opened his mouth and spit out a breath of icy air.

"Fellow Daoist from the Immortal Palace, I am willing to join the Immortal Palace. I am willing to use the spoils I have won as a token of my loyalty!"

The power of the two cultivators, whose combat power had reached the twelfth floor, was unimaginable. They directly turned the space where Feng Mi's phantom was derived into nothingness, causing magnetic light to surge all over the sky.

Before the attack was broken, Feng Mi's screams rang out, causing the faces of the cultivators present to change.

Why the hell are you joining Asgard? We've been busy for so long, why are you here?

And the words about the spoils of war made the eyes of the monks present filled with murderous intent.

God, those are all their loved ones and relatives.

At this moment, the broken space reopened the periphery of the Cunning Rabbit Cave area, and a colorful formation with billions of runes flashing appeared in the depths.

"Formation!"

The spiritual thoughts of the monks present swept over, and some monks who wanted to rush in stopped immediately.

Although they don't know much about the formation, their minds are not blind.

Then I saw that this formation and billions of innate spiritual bans were integrated into one, intertwined and entangled like vines. The flashing light of the spiritual bans was as bright as a dragon, giving off a terrifying aura of destruction.

The Hedao cultivators are powerful, but they are not invincible. There are too many spiritual bans between heaven and earth that can destroy the Hedao.

“Come on, let’s die together. Although I haven’t reached the state of Hedao, I have killed more than ten Hedao in a row, so my life is not in vain. But you have lived for hundreds of thousands of years in vain, it is better to die.”

At this moment, Feng Mi, whose phantom had just been blown up, reappeared above the formation.

The body was glowing, with a surging spiritual ban in the left hand and a colorful ripple in the right hand.

"Since the Immortal Palace doesn't want me, I can only choose another tribe."

"My fellow Daoist from the Qingshen Clan, I am willing to give you my flesh and blood, plus the spoils from the previous battles, in exchange for a few heads of the other side, okay?"

After stimulating the cultivators in the Haotian Realm, Feng Mi's eyes fell on the Qingshen Clan.

Since there were too many twelfth-floor realm cultivators coming from the Haotian realm, the Qingshen clan formed a formation to defend themselves and maintained a strong vigilance.

"Young man, you come here first and die. I promise you."

The snake opened its mouth softly. It was in the center surrounded by the other members of the Qingshen clan. It did not move at all from beginning to end.

"Fuck, another shameless and untrustworthy guy."

Feng Mi cursed inwardly, if he died, he would really die.

What to do next? The monks present surrounded him, and after realizing that the formation was connected to the spiritual restriction here, they had no intention of coming up.

"You are a turtle trapped in a jar. How long can you keep jumping around?"

Xuan Ming spoke in a gloomy tone.

"You are the turtle, your whole family is turtles."

Feng Mi immediately cursed back.

“Don’t worry, you also have a name, from now on you will be called the Cold-blooded Black Turtle Clan.

A cultivator of the twelfth level in your clan died at the hands of the Qingshen clan. Now the Qingshen clan is right across the way, but you don't even avenge your clan members. You are so cold-blooded.

You are not secretly happy in your heart, wanting to go back and inherit your tribe's Taoist partner, right? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect your reptile tribe to be so chaotic."

"Asshole, my Xuan'an clan is devoted to Taoism and we don't have any Taoist companions at all."

"The clan that killed your brother is right in front of you, why don't you avenge it?"

Although it felt satisfying to scold the high and mighty Hedao cultivator, Feng Mi was very anxious in his heart. The forces from all sides coming together instead led to a conflict, so that he was stuck here, neither getting up nor down.

The Hedao monks are shameless but not fools. They have surrounded him here anyway and all they need to do is wait for an opportunity.

His eyes wandered around, and after a moment Feng Mi's attention fell on a plum blossom fox.

I didn't expect to get a little fox.

At this moment, Daoist Qianqiu's two ears were shaking constantly. If you look closely, you can see that there are sparkling things inside his two ears, with several photo-taking stones embedded in each.

"Who will wake up first from this big dream? This is a play for thousands of years. It's so fun. I'll write it down."

His head kept turning and his ears moved with it, quietly taking in the scene in front of him.

At the same time, there was another person who did the same thing, and that was Yan Yan.

Such a scene may not be encountered once in tens of thousands of years, so we naturally cannot miss it. When this scene is edited and copied in the future, and then released to Haotian and Juntian, just imagine how many hot events it will provide to all living beings.

Hedao, you are so high and mighty, but you are bullshit. Sooner or later, I will pull you down from the altar.

…

“诸位道友，无论谁能得到此处机缘，仙罗必须死！”

昊天境这一方，诸多修士神念交织在一起，玄溟的意念中毫不遮掩的露出杀机。

“不错，仙罗必须死。”

金阳宗主附和一声，不过随即又解释道：“此修不过炼虚，就能连斩道基修士，若其进阶道基，在场的诸位道友怕是没有人是他的对手，若其进阶十二楼……”

“咱们参与围剿此修，若此修进阶合道就等于化龙冲天，到时候不但宗门执掌的规则印记有危险，连带着宗门传承都有覆灭的危机。”

“不错，仙罗必须死！”

在场的没有十二楼境修士的宗门，纷纷表示赞同。

不说起日后进阶合道了，就算是现在不晋合道，也有能覆灭他们宗门传承的能力。

仙罗真该死啊。

……

“完了，他们在算计我。”

眼看一下子安静下来，封弥顿时察觉到了不妙，这些家伙一定在窃窃私语，不知道在搞什么阴谋诡计。

这样相持下去，实际上对他很不利，全神贯注掌控阵法灵禁也是消耗精神的，时间越长，精神头就会越差。

本尊炼制的七阶补气灵丹倒是还有三十来颗，可这般相持下去，灵丹早晚也有消耗干净的时候。

不如趁此机会，杀出去，搏一条活路。

眸光扫过在场的修士，每一个都映照在了眼中，哪怕有几人笼罩在了袍子中，依旧被封弥看的清清楚楚。

看不出来是谁，没关系，容貌外形他已经记录下来了。

你不是不出来吗，没关系，日后就用你们这个样子去为非作歹。

别人不知道你是谁，也没关系，到时候相关的影像撒布四方，大家都知道你参与过围剿仙罗。

早晚能给你扒拉出来。

“哎哎，都别装深沉了，快来给爷爷告个别，爷爷乏了，不愿意给你们这些不肖子孙玩了。”

“混账，小畜生找死！”

本来诸位修士都已经压下来的怒火，顿时被封弥的话又一次给刺激出来。

这贼子仙罗看样子是真放飞自我了。

“小心，他要跑！”

“本座跑什么跑，堂堂仙罗，顶天立地，不是尔等这群废物，活着和死了没区别。”

冷冷的看着在场被他调动起来的诸多修士，封弥大笑一声。

“孙子们，爷爷去了。”

语罢，大笑的封弥身影急速的暴涨起来，空间碎片也被能量激的动荡而起，一道道灵禁如大龙一般随着他暴涨的身躯飞天而起。

这一刹那间，数不清的先天灵禁都被引动起来，形成了一圈圈狂暴不已的动荡漩涡。

漩涡的中心是一座闪烁着五彩斑斓的阵法，三十六道阵基若天柱支撑着阵法的运转，和四周的灵禁勾连在一起。

这一刻，四面八方的灵禁靠近了中心的阵法，而阵法的上方封弥踏立。

他的本意是想要通过嘴贱引几个十二楼进来，杀了这么多的道基修士，临最后干掉一尊十二楼境修士，那可就真的是赚大发了。

可没想到这些鸟道友，一个比一个精明，都想让别人当先锋，最后就形成了谁都不出手的僵持局面。

“咔嚓！”

刹那间，玄溟头顶斜上方的空间裂开了一道口子，一道浑身裹着浓烈血腥味道的傀儡砸落下来。

“仇人就在面前都不动手，封某这辈子最瞧不上的就是不忠不义之徒，为了道义我先弄死你！”

大家的注意力都在封弥身上，当合道傀儡砸落下来的时候才猛然一惊，不过看到落在黑水玄蛇身上后，又松了口气。

外面十二楼境修士有好几位，为啥选定黑水玄蛇族动手，当然不是因为此族长得丑。

再丑还能比得过青身族？

通过伝炎的印证，青身族之前围猎黑水玄蛇后，那位十二楼境的东玄道主就再没有出来，直到现在面对如此多的昊天境十二楼修士，也不过是让其灵兽出面。

更重要的是，就在先前东玄道主的灵兽蛇呓有言，还是要抓黑水玄蛇。

既然如此，那就帮青身族一把。

“轰隆隆！”

道基修士轰然炸开，将虚空直接轰成了一片碎片，浩瀚的毁灭之地淹没四方。

处于攻击之中的玄溟又惊又怒。

这么多修士，凭什么弄它！ “小畜生，你这是在找死！”

惊怒之间，玄溟周身释放出了一朵朵幽色冰花，席卷了方圆千里，和毁灭气息碰撞在了一起。

一头道基傀儡的自爆，战果还是要看运气。

不过封弥第二步已经动了，他周身银光灼灼，一尊鲲鹏法身已经钻入了空间之内。

“给我爆！”

在身影离开了阵法核心位置后，他毫不犹豫的引动了这片地域的所有灵禁。

恐怖的气息，就像是冲霄的火焰神山，从这片区域的中间地域冲天而起，四面八方的灵禁被能量带着高高的卷起，一下子上下贯穿数万里。

然后当空停滞的一刹那，接着亿万道灵禁如龙般寸寸崩裂，形成的毁灭气息无边无际，席卷四面八方。

恐怖的能量涟漪，道道如利箭刀枪，平等的冲向四面八方。

每一道卷起的破碎能量，都堪比道基修士的攻击，关键是这样的攻击密密麻麻，一浪接着一浪。

“噗噗噗！”

“噗噗！”

恐怖的能量从秽光之地爆开，绵延百万里，搅碎了更多磁光和孱弱空间，形成了空间巨浪。

所有的修士就像是巨浪中的扁舟，纷纷拿出了自己的看家本事，防护在左右。

青身族的修士则是当场结成了阵势，抵住了巨浪一般的能量击打。

昊天境这边的修士，由于最开始的时候就因为相互顾忌，站位的时候相互留有间隙，此刻更是自顾不暇，直接被能量冲散开来。

而封弥哪怕是借助北冥法身，在最后一刻的远遁出去，可还是受到了能量的冲刷，逆血狂涌，当即就被重创。

“仙罗小贼，哪里走！”

一道剑光从天而降，切开了混乱的能量，剑若游龙横扫四方，一下子就锁定了封弥 封弥回头看了一眼金阳宗主，咧嘴大笑，“爷爷不走。”

语罢，浑身气息一下子鼓胀起来，之前引动阵法自爆的时候，他就将剩下的三十多颗灵丹化开成了药力，此刻绝大部分都在他的经脉和丹田之中。

“尔等想要继承我的遗产，做梦去吧。”

“爷爷死了，遗产也不留给你们这群不肖子孙。”

“哈哈哈！”

……

“小畜生！”

“安敢！”

道基修士被暴动的能量冲到了远处，可在场的十二楼修士却是逆流而来。

特别是之前将身子笼罩起来的家伙，此刻身上散发的气息更是比玄溟、金剑宗主更强。

一只黝黑的大手，定格了破碎的虚空。

一道蜿蜒长河，贯穿了四方风暴。

“轰隆隆！”

鼓胀起来身躯的封弥轰然炸开成了一片滔天血雾，还能从血雾中看到一道道若隐若现的玄妙符文。

这些符文一经出现，就和四周残留下来的规则道韵产生了亲和反应。

“咻咻！”

“轰隆！”

刹那间，一道道大手从天而降，开始快速的抓捕血雾，将之摄取到近前。

“仙罗秘术冠绝诸天，小心其有诈！”

“此修还参悟了三转血道。”

一下子五位十二楼境的修士踏立虚空，双眸各自洞穿出长长的流光，横扫四面八方。

这时，刚刚封弥自爆的区域，一缕五彩斑斓的魂烟升腾起来。

“魂烟，真死了！”

有修士惊疑，可更多的是不信。

这点小伎俩骗骗小辈还行，在场的修士哪一个身上不都有两三种能衍生出魂烟的方法。

仙罗后裔，精通血道，只要有一丝血魂逃出去，将来一样可以重新归来。

“封天锁地，此修跑不远！”

几位修士纷纷出手，开始将四面八方漂浮的空间碎片尽数抓入手中。

这一刻，跟在成灰道尊身侧的千秋道尊，两颗大眼珠子微微一转，随即就恢复了过来。

“啊……”

这时，一声惨叫从远方响起，妖体黝黑的玄溟浑身爆发出了浓烈的血雾，四周被一道道笼罩着青光的星链锥包围了起来。

“诸位道友助我！”

玄溟惨叫一声，它浑身怒火中烧，该死的仙罗贼子，临死前还给它挖坑。

一头道基修士贴脸自爆，哪怕它反应的足够及时，还是受到了冲击。

最后漫天灵禁炸开自爆，它还没有反应过来，就被四面八方洞穿而来的锥子给击中。

这些青身族的修士不讲仙德，一群人上来就围殴它。

“轰隆！”

就在玄溟求援的刹那，之前始终在星链锥阵内漂浮的枯木中，一下子涌出了滔滔恐怖的浊气。

一头十万丈大小的黑龙，从枯木中显化出了身形。

“尔等如此多的十二楼境修士下界，是不是想要破坏掉默认的规矩！”

Taoist Master Dong Xuan, who has advanced to the fourth level of the Chonglou realm, has a vast aura that is stirring in all directions. It is at least two or three times stronger than his previous aura.

A pair of eyes that spewed out thunder and fire released thunder and fire all over the sky and began to burn the surroundings.

Although he scolded, Taoist Master Dongxuan opened his mouth and once again bit the Black Water Snake trapped in the Star Chain Cone.

This luck is really good. I just refined one and right after that I refined another one.

Being a descendant of Xianluo is pretty good.

"Fellow Taoists!"

Xuan Ming screamed in pain. His body was imprisoned by twenty-seven star chain cones. He struggled, but all his magic power was nailed to death.

There were five twelfth-floor realm cultivators who were trying to capture the blood mist created by Feng Mi's self-explosion. Two of them, whose identities were hidden, did not even raise their heads and continued to grab the scattered blood mist with their big hands.

The Black Water Serpent, it’s none of their business.

Master of the Jinyang Sect: I can’t control it.

Lord Zunhuo: Not familiar.

Daozun Chenghui: I only represent myself.

Soon, all the blood in the area of ​​Feng Mi's self-destruction was captured, but the monks present were not happy.

Although there was an aura of affinity rules in the blood mist they captured, there was no soul and consciousness of the Xianluo monk.

This cultivator was so stubborn, did he really blow himself up and die? "I have something else to do, so I won't delay you any longer. Goodbye everyone!"

Taoist Chenghui grabbed the little fox and quickly fled into the distance.

So many twelfth-floor cultivators suddenly appeared, the Qingshen clan might be about to reach the twelfth floor.

Two monks, who were shrouded in robes and did not want to reveal their identities, also quickly flashed out.

“Come back soon!”

Another scream was heard inside the Star Chain Cone.

Xuan Ming roared angrily, why the hell was this happening.

It was clearly an activity to catch Xianluo, but how did it become a disaster for the Black Water Snake Clan?

Why!

…

"What are you doing? My godmother said that I can't let others touch my body."

After escaping from the land of filthy light, Daoist Qianqiu was inside the shuttle, his hair stood on end, and he looked angry.

"Are you going to use force? I am still a little yellow fox. If you do this, I will resist."

Taoist Cheng Hui said nothing. He simply raised his hand and slapped the little fox into a fox pancake with its four legs touching the ground.

The divine consciousness then enveloped Daoist Master Qianqiu.

"Come out on your own, or I'll catch you!"

Daoist Qianqiu rolled his eyes and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Daoist Fellow Cheng Hui didn't care about Daoist Master Qianqiu's words and released a cold aura from his body.

"It seems that you are not willing to accept my offer, so I will catch you."

"You old beast, a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. I will fight you to the death!"

Feeling a fierce pressure coming down upon him, Daoist Qianqiu struggled, but it was of no use.

After searching for a while, Cheng Hui did not detect any fluctuations in qi and blood.

"Hehe, have you finished searching? You actually suspected your fellow disciples. You really deserve to die. I'm going to go to the ancestor to make things difficult for you."

Daoist Qianqiu got up from the ground and said angrily, "I think you are crazy looking for Xianluo, and you actually found me."

"Where did you hide him?"

Taoist Cheng Hui spoke in a cold voice. He would not be wrong. At the moment when the Xianluo monk self-destructed, a weak blood soul fluctuation fell on Qianqiu.

This little fox is not good at anything else, but he is an expert at pretending to be stupid.

"What are you hiding? What am I hiding? I don't know what you are talking about."

Taoist Qianqiu blinked his big eyes, looking extremely angry.

"In the Dantian, or deep in the flesh and blood?"

Cheng Hui said, "Qianqiu, do you really want to make trouble with me just because of Xianluo?"

"cut."

Qianqiu uttered coldly, then tilted his head and looked up at the sky.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I am sleepy and want to sleep."

"I'm sorry."

Cheng Hui thought for a moment, and a powerful magic power suppressed Qianqiu Daozun again.

"Old beast, you..."

Qianqiu was imprisoned again, and only his two eyeballs could move, revealing an extremely angry expression.

It did hide the blood soul of Monk Xianluo.

Damn old beast, how come his perception is so sharp.

It thought it had not been discovered. After all, Cheng Hui and several other twelfth-floor cultivators had pretended to capture large amounts of blood energy.

“Buzz!”

Not long after, a group of nine-colored blood-red threads floated out of Daoist Qianqiu's body and were quickly sucked close by Chenghui.

"Young man, you are really good at hiding. I almost let you run away!"

"Give it back to me!"

Seeing the Blood Soul being pulled out, Taoist Qianqiu bared his teeth and pounced on Taoist Chenghui with his claws and fangs.

However, he was frozen in mid-air by Chenghui's hand, and his four hooves kept tumbling up and down. He could only glare, and his upper and lower jaws collided with each other, making a crackling sound.

"Give it back to me, this is my new friend!"

Cheng Hui didn't even look at Qian Qiu, but instead looked at Xue Hun eagerly.

Amidst the flash of blood, Feng Mi's appearance emerged.

"Oh, it's impossible to guard against him. He is indeed a cultivator of the twelfth floor realm who walked out of the Immortal Palace. He is really powerful."

Cheng Hui laughed. Although it was just a blood soul, it could be recovered by investing some resources.

This is a descendant of Xianluo, so investing some resources is nothing.

Moreover, it is easier to control once it becomes a remnant soul.

"Young man, follow me and maybe I will give you a chance to survive."

As if he was afraid that Feng Mi would attack him again, Cheng Hui's tone became gentle, but his hands made a complicated hand gesture and pressed it towards Feng Mi.

“Buzz!”

However, the moment the spell was imprinted on the blood soul, the nine-colored light on the blood soul quickly dimmed, and a grayish-white stream of withered air flowed out.

"You are not worthy enough to arrest me!"

The faint sound dissipated along with the gray air flow.

Cheng Hui, who had just looked good, turned pale again.

The imprisoned Qianqiu Daozun blinked his eyes and then burst into laughter.

“Hahaha…you are worthy…hahaha…”

“Plop!”

Then, it fell to the ground, imprisoned, and without getting up, it lay with its four hooves in the air, laughing with its arms and legs spread out.

"Hahaha……"

"You old beast, you have come to this day!"

(End of this chapter)