Chen Huai'an is a little panicked now.
He felt that it should be no problem for him to catch up with the remaining soul of Master Qiong Hua with his own speed.
We were almost at Danzong's territory, but we didn't see any trace of Master Qionghua.
That was the spirit of a cultivator at the eighth level of the Cave Void Realm. To put it bluntly, the fluctuations of its aura in the sky were almost like a big light bulb, and could be clearly felt within a radius of ten thousand miles.
"Could it be that this Qiong Hua Zhenren has some kind of escape card?" Chen Huai'an stroked his chin and muttered to himself: "If so, why did he die earlier? It would be a pity for a being of this realm to lose his physical body."
He hoped that Master Qionghua had already met up with Master Honglian.
This is great, it kills two birds with one stone.
When he arrived near Danzong, he still could not sense the presence of Master Qionghua.
The soul cannot hide the aura of the body. When Master Qiong Hua's soul just left the body, the smell of sin filled the air.
At this moment, the entire Dan Sect was surrounded by fire. The surrounding industries were burned down. The fire spread to the sect, leaving only the main hall of the sect that had not been burned. Dan Sect's disciples were vaguely seen kneeling in front of the sect hall. In front of them was a figure in red clothes, and behind that figure were all female cultivators from the Yaochi Holy Land.
Apparently, since Danzong's leader Zhou Xuanzi hadn't shown up for quite some time, True Man Honglian had already restrained himself from taking action.
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“Zhou Xuanzi, if you come out again, I will burn your Dan Sect and all your disciples to ashes.” Zhenren Honglian dragged a ball of fire in his right hand. The old man's face was covered with cracks, and his body seemed to be trembling with flames like lava.
This is the cultivation of fire to the extreme, even to the point of completely giving up one's own appearance.
Ugliness brings greater strength and a closer integration with the Tao.
"If you make any move, you will be beaten or killed. Is this the way of doing things in the Yaochi Holy Land?"
A sound echoed in the sky.
Master Honglian looked in the direction where the sound came from, raised his hand and threw out a ball of dark true fire.
The fire was just a flame at first, but the moment it flew out of Danzong, it turned into a roaring fire dragon.
Just when the fire dragon flew in front of Chen Huaian and was about one meter away from him, Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes and looked at the fire dragon. The fire dragon's bloody body was instantly torn into countless sparks, and its body was strangled into pieces by the invisible sword energy.
"I mean, your cultivation is not ordinary, but I advise you to still intervene in the affairs of my Yaochi Holy Land, otherwise you will bear the consequences." As he spoke, Master Honglian finally turned around and looked over there. The arrogance and contempt on his face suddenly condensed, and he exclaimed: "You are... the ancestor of Jian Pavilion?!"
The ancestor of Jian Ge is really very discerning.
There is a lack of white-haired monks in the Cangyun Realm.
But basically they keep white hair because they want to look more senior and dignified as they get older.
It is rare to see someone with white hair like flowing moonlight like the old man in Jian Ge.
My white hair is not a symbol of age, but also a decoration.
Chen Huai'an looked around and met Taoist Qionghua. He was surprised by Taoist Honglian's reaction.
Why, Master Qionghua really didn't come to join this person?
How confused! Without the physical body, what was consumed was the real energy. Before he could fly back to the Yaochi Holy Land, his whole body was burned out.
This is because we have taken into account the means of escape that Master Qiong Hua might have.
Chen Huaian decided to fight quickly and give Master Yuyao a chance to come to support him.
"Since you know my name, you should know that I am just joking with you!" Chen Huaian's eyes fixed, and he stepped on the ground with one foot. His slender body rose from the ground, as if blown by a strong wind, and suddenly he appeared in front of Master Honglian.
“You are just in the fifth realm, how dare you be so rampant?!” Master Honglian shouted loudly, and a phantom of a small red world suddenly appeared behind him.
It was covered with molten lava and was dead silent.
The scorching heat and dazzling light diffused out, just like a scorching sun rising from the ground.
At the same time, she pushed forward with both palms, and the air condensed the power of the small world into a pair of giant flaming palms, almost covering half of the sky. Chen Huaian's body was so small in front of the flaming palms, like a moth flying into the fire, and would be buried in the sea of fire in the next moment.
Chen Huai'an stared coldly at the giant palm that was coming towards him, and his aura suddenly rose, instantly rising from the first level of Dongxu to the eighth level of Dongxu.
Following a series of spiritual energy explosions in his body, his hand quietly fell on the hilt of the sword.
The moment his fingers grasped the hilt of the sword.
Fairy music came from the horizon, chanting: "The sword pavilion is majestic and towering——"
The Black Scale Sword was drawn out, and the sword light condensed in front of him into a silver-white sword curtain that rushed into the sky.
He stood behind the sword curtain, and thousands of reflections bloomed on the sword curtain like a kaleidoscope.
"One finger blocks the way, ten thousand fingers cannot open it!"
After the words fell, Chen Huai'an did not move.
When the reflection appears, push the sword forward.
Green Lotus Sword Classic, the fifth sword style - Sword Guarding the Pass.
This sword style is the only defensive sword style in the Blue Lotus Sword Canon.
The palm strike from Master Honglian was extremely vicious, with the intention of killing him and annihilating the entire Dan Sect. Otherwise, he would have blocked it with this sword move.
The fire palm hit the sword curtain and stopped abruptly, and the silver-white sword curtain trembled and rubbed against it, but it could not move forward an inch. At the same time, ripples spread on the sword curtain, expanding on each reflected sword, like countless raindrops falling into a silver river in the sky.
Then, a sword force rebounded out.
Thousands of reflected swords condensed together, and the fire palm was instantly riddled with holes, and was completely torn apart in a moment.
“What the hell?!” Seeing this scene, Master Honglian was horrified.
By the time she realized that the Sword Pavilion ancestor had only reached the fifth level of Dongxu, it was already too late.
A terrifying pressure descended upon her head, and her body became extremely stiff. Under the pressure, her hands hung by her legs and trembled, and blood gradually seeped from her seven orifices.
"Dongxu... Dongxu Eight Realms, you... you were in Dongxu Five Realms before..."
Chen Huaian stood in front of Master Honglian and thrust out a sword lightly.
This sword was very slow, so slow that the sword body could clearly reflect the flowing sky, the small world behind him which was several times larger than the fireball, the Sword Pavilion and Lingxi Valley in the small world, the lush forest and the distant sea.
With one sword, it silently pierced through Master Honglian's chest.
Chen Huaian put away his sword and retreated, standing a hundred feet away, on a pine tree that had been burnt black by Danzong. He held the sword in his arms, his black clothes still the same, dust-free and without a wrinkle on them.
Until this moment.
The violent sword will exploded in the body of Master Honglian. With a muffled "bang", the whole person exploded into blood foam, leaving a pool of blood and a deep sword mark on the spot.
It is much easier to suppress an entire realm and kill a person in the seventh realm of Dongxu.
Wipe out the soul as well.
Chen Huaian confirmed that 100 pieces of righteous monk fragments were in his bag.
I just wanted to deduce the location of Master Qiong Hua from Tianji.
A prompt suddenly popped up in front of my eyes.
[Kill Qiong Hua Zhenren and obtain 80 Righteous Monk Fragments and one of Qiong Hua Zhenren's storage rings (Since the killing result is not unique to the player, the player who receives the fragments will only receive half of the original reward.)]
Chen Huai’an: “?”
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