The magic weapon of the fairy family is the most taboo and dirty, this little fox drank too much wine, and was fooled by the three-headed pheasant, and couldn't help but sprinkle urine on the soul seal, breaking the magic object.

This dementor seal is the favorite treasure of Changyuan Zhenren, and this one, he was angry, and he couldn't care about a lot, so he actually opened the killing ring with one palm.

The dementor seal was broken, Zhu Yifei was picked up by Lu Qian, retreated lightly, and avoided Changyuan Zhenren's law field, the three pheasants saw that their partner was killed, and they were so frightened that they pouted their butts and got into the grass, only Changyuan Zhenren was left looking at the shattered dementor mark on the ground and was heartbroken, and it was not to pick it up, and it was not to pick it up.

The fox screamed sadly, shaking the mountains and fields, it was this box, the grass and trees suddenly ran out of a person, about thirty years old, full of white hair, a hundred flowers and satin brocade with big sleeves, although it was a man, but the beauty was amazing, first glanced at the real person of Changyuan, and then looked down at the half of the fox body lying in a pool of blood, roared when he landed, shook his head and changed, showing his natal true body, it was actually a five-tailed snow fox, open his claws, and pounced on the real person of Changyuan.

"Hmph, little fox cub" Changyuan Zhenren snorted coldly, slapped his palm on the top of the big fox's head as usual, and three magic lights entered one after another, but before he could make a sound, he shattered his skull and fell to the ground limply.

"Stop, this is the Nanling Snow Fox Clan, Changyuan Zhenren, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?" Zhu Yifei barely stood up, although her flesh and bones were crushed by the soul seal, she had the divine power of Nuwa's blood to repair it, although it was a little slower.

"Fairy, let's leave it alone" Lu Qian was afraid that Changyuan Zhenren would kill again, so he hurriedly comforted.

"You shut up for me" Zhu Yifei turned his head sideways and scolded fiercely, Lu Qian's face was red and his ears were red, and he stopped talking.

"Hmph, you don't speak, Poor Dao can't remember, I was hit three times by my soul seal, and I'm not dead, it seems that you have a big life" Changyuan Zhenren said, sneered, stepped forward, just took two steps, and suddenly a huge sharp-eared red fox suddenly came out behind him, and said loudly: "Demon Dao, return my husband's life"

With that, he raised his tail and slammed it on the back of Nagaki Zhenren, breaking his body protection magic light, and a claw embedded in his shoulder, and the color of red instantly spread.

"This is the demon fox" Zhu Yifei looked at the red fox's body surrounded by black energy, a pair of bloody eyes with cold light, and the anger above his head was surging to the sky, and he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Changyuan Zhenren had received such an insult, and immediately became furious, raised his hand and grabbed it back, grabbed the red fox's neck, dragged it forward, pulled it in front of him, raised his hand and smashed it on the stone platform not far away, and the red fox's head happened to hit the sharp stone corner.

In a few breaths, the red fox stood up, ignoring the wound on his head, and once again held his tail and slaughtered, Zhu Yifei saw clearly that this demon fox was actually eight-tailed, no wonder it was so powerful.

Changyuan Zhenren saw that the fox attacked again, took half a step back, opened his mouth and spit out a small golden sword, exquisitely clear, rich in fairy energy, it was actually condensed by the power of its primordial spirit, this sword came out, the magic light on it dispersed a magic screen, like a net, the red fox was controlled, and then, around its tail, clicked, cut off one of the tails.

The red fox screamed in pain, but he still opened his teeth and claws, glaring angrily at Changyuan Zhenren, and in addition to hatred, there was a trace of pain and sadness in his eyes.

Zhu Yifei is especially curious, why this Changyuan real person just broke one of its tails, but what happened next made her heart and soul broken, and she will never forget it.

Changyuan Zhenren wiped the blood on his shoulder, the wound was infected by demonic breath, obviously uncomfortable, the corners of his lips were raised, and he sneered, not at all like a cultivator who had attained enlightenment, but like a demon in human skin.

With a few clicks of the sword finger, the small sword cut off the tail of the red fox one by one, each one was cut very slowly, until the last one fell to the ground, and the blood stained the clear water of half of the lake, and the red fox swallowed his last breath, but his eyes were wide open and staring at Changyuan, motionless.

"The fairy fox dares to intermarry the demon fox, it's really bold" Changyuan Zhenren opened his mouth to withdraw the little sword and sneered.

Zhu Yifei was dumbfounded, at this moment, it was not that she didn't want to save the red fox, but she didn't have the ability at all.

Lu Qian and the others can't leave the body for too long, after the natal primordial god is returned to the body, they all fall to the ground and are weak, this Changyuan real person is a human body cultivating immortals, a year is comparable to a hundred years of demon cultivation, besides, this is a high cultivation of a baby, if it is really a fight, even if they are tied up, they are not opponents.

"As a cultivator, you are so ruthless" Zhu Yifei gasped, half leaning on a rockery, and said angrily.

"Within the Three Realms, regardless of immortals, ghosts and demons, as long as your strength is strong enough and your cultivation is deep enough, there is nothing ruthless or ruthless, if you talk about cause and effect, it is also the little fox who broke my magic weapon first, that is, there is the Emperor of Heaven here, and I am also reasonable" Changyuan Zhenren then sneered: "In the past, didn't a disciple of your Xuanqing Sect also rely on his deep cultivation to slaughter my Taiqing Poyang Gate, but now, the cycle of cause and effect, blame, only blame you, not strong enough"

"Honest words, you only talk about the effect, not the cause, I, a disciple of Xuanqing, how can I easily slaughter people" Zhu Yifei also sneered.

"Even if you are poor, what can you do? Don't think that you have taken off the demon skin, even if you don't go to the demon cultivation, before you ascend, don't say that you are a disciple of Xuanqing, even if you are a disciple of Taiqing, you have to clean up the portal and kill it correctly" Changyuan Zhenren's shoulders moved slightly, and he jumped in front of him lightly, stretched out his arm and pinched Zhu Yifei's neck in his palm, and lifted it on the spot.

"Back then, my little junior sister died at the hands of your Xuanqing disciple, and today, Poor Dao can be regarded as avenging my little junior sister, you, let's die" Changyuan Zhenren frowned, his fingertips exerted force, and he instantly tightened his palm.

On the Guyue Peak, Ziyang, who was in retreat, suddenly opened his eyes, and when the golden light was in full bloom, a golden lotus flower appeared under his body, holding up his dignity, turning into a streamer and flying down the mountain.

When Changyuan Zhenren was proud, he suddenly felt a chill up and down his back, and before he could react, he felt an object slapped on his body, and the whole person flew out a few feet away in an instant.

Zhu Yifei was already a little delirious, and felt that she was fluttering as if she was flying, until there was a familiar smell

Penetrating into his heart, he opened a gap weakly, saw that the three-foot ink-colored beard was fluttering slightly, and couldn't help but smile.

"Isn't this the famous Ziyang Zhenren, when did Gu Yuefeng in the Immortal Realm move to the mortal world" Changyuan Zhenren flew over on Baoyu Ruyi, brushed his clothes and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, why can't you get along with me" Ziyang's long and narrow phoenix eyes rose, and the two sword eyebrows were raised one high and one low, and the corners of his lips smiled, as if he was extremely polite.

"You Xuanqing faction accept a goblin as an apprentice, and the poor Dao is just helping the junior brother Ziyang clean up the portal" Changyuan Zhenren looked like he was smiling, paused, and continued, "I heard that the head of the Ziyang Dao was alone on the Guyue Peak to retreat and transform into a spirit in order to avoid the love calamity, tsk, now, you are actually willing to destroy the cultivation for a little demon, if not, you can't avoid this love calamity?" ”

Ziyang lowered his face coldly, pondered for a moment, and then said: "If I guessed correctly, this should be Senior Brother Changyuan, the eldest disciple of the Taiqing Sect's Poyang Sect."

"Senior Brother Ziyang, you are really well-informed" Changyuan was a little proud.

"When the demons in the immortal realm were in turmoil, Elder Qianxiang said that the senior brother was in retreat and was about to enter the period of tribulation, and it was not appropriate to come out to deal with the demons.

Zhu Yifei came to the spirit, and then said, "I'm afraid it's not a thousand miles, it's a thousand miles."

"I heard that Senior Brother Ziyang's Taoism is profound and mysterious, today, Senior Brother, I won't just ask for advice or two" Changyuan said, a storm burst out under his feet, retrograde upward, rose to the sky, and swept towards Ziyang.

Ziyang's figure moved slightly, and a golden pillar of light suddenly appeared on his head, which instantly expanded, sending the storm back into the distance, and was dispersed by Changyuan Zhenren's usage light.

This is just an ordinary wind control technique, which can be regarded as a tentative spell when the Taoist cultivator fights the law, and it is not the orthodox Taoist technique of the Taiqing Poyang Gate, and Ziyang also knows that this Changyuan real person is still a little jealous of him.

"Yifei, you go to pranayama first" Ziyang stretched out his hand and summoned the emperor jade floating dust, held it in his palm and shook it three times, and a golden lotus flower came out of its magic light, holding Zhu Yifei and falling steadily on the ground.

Seeing this, Changyuan Zhenren also stretched out his hand and summoned a dragon head wrapped in gold octagonal tower, about two feet three inches and eight centimeters high, the color of treasure gold all over the body, wrapped with the dragon of red gold, the dragon head was placed on the spire of the tower, raised high, as if roaring to the sky.

"Senior brother, do you know my magic weapon?"

"Naturally, I know that Senior Brother Changyuan is the eldest disciple of Elder Qianxiang, the only one who has cultivated in Poyang Gate for more than 300 years, and is close to ascending, and there are two natal magic weapons, one is called the Soul Seal, and the other is called the Dragon Descending Tower, and now, this Soul Descending Seal is used on my apprentice, and this Dragon Descending Tower is used against me, and the senior brother is really hospitable."

"That's natural, back then, your Xuanqing faction bullied me Poyang Gate no one, today, don't blame the senior brother for being too ruthless, junior brother, take the move" Changyuan Zhenren said, the pagoda in his hand was lifted, and the dragon tower became several times larger in the wind, hanging in the air.

The tower is divided into nine layers, each floor has eight doors, only to hear the clicking sound continuously, the eight doors are opened one after another, among which several red dragons fly out, this dragon is not the orthodox dragon family, it is the ancient dragon ancestor and the mortal world a earth snake god intermarriage born of things, because the marriage between the two clans violated the rules of heaven, then its descendants were punished by the way of heaven, scraped off the dragon scales, split the dragon horns, cut off the dragon claws, and the end of the life shall not fly to the fairy world.

This dragon was resentful because of this, and fell into the devil's path for thousands of years, and was later subdued by the ancestor of Poyang Gate, Taiqing Poyang Zhenren, refining this dragon descending tower, and trapped it in it.

I don't want to go on for a long time, there is a tower spirit in this dragon tower, and it is also a red dragon, which is convenient for this imprisoned dragon to fall in love and reproduce descendants, it is this dragon.

Because of the unknown origin of the dragon, the Dragon Descending Tower was not allowed to be brought into the heavenly realm, so it was regarded as the treasure of the town gate of Poyang Gate, and passed on to the most qualified disciples from generation to generation, which is also one of the reasons why Changyuan Zhenren is so tough.

The dragon has been trapped in the tower for a long time, coupled with the hatred of his parents, he is already resentful, this item was released from the dragon pagoda, and naturally he started to kill, without saying a word, eight dragons besieged Ziyang.

Ziyang held the emperor jade floating dust, the figure was illusory, dodging the dragon's frontal attack, meeting its side tail, the floating dust shook slightly, hitting its back seven inches above, a few rounds, the dragon was beaten to the desert and fled, into the tower.

Although Changyuan Zhenren's face did not change, he was shocked in his heart, he had heard that although there were not many disciples in the Xuanqing Sect, they were all freaks, and a little demon had not died after three seals from him, but now this Ziyang, even the dragon can be easily defeated, looking at his appearance, his cultivation is not as deep as his own, isn't it, Xuanqing Taoism really has a unique way of cultivation?

Ziyang looked at his thoughtful appearance, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Senior brother has made a move, and junior brother should also be courteous."

After speaking, I saw that the emperor jade floating dust in his hand was gently raised, and several water-colored lightsabers suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sound of contention shook the mountain, and the murderous aura was hidden, and a positive breath was vast and dripping, as if it was an unshirkable punishment.

"Ziyang, you dare to use the sword formation on me" Changyuan Zhenren was really panicked at this time, because he had seen the sword formation technique in the Xuanqing sword technique once when he was a teenager, and it was also as soon as this technique came out, the disciples in the sect, his senior brothers and disciples, and even a few elders were killed and injured in the sword formation, and the three souls and seven spirits were directly extradited to the Ghost Gate Pass.

"This is not worth mentioning compared to the Dragon Descending Tower" Ziyang sneered, and was about to line up the sword formation, but suddenly heard a low shout from behind him: "Slow"

As soon as Ziyang turned around, he saw a man in white, stepping into the void, with a sad look on his face, and then looking at his primordial god appearance, it was actually the nine-tailed snow fox of Nanling, and he caught a glimpse of the three corpses on the shore of the lake, and couldn't help but sigh: "Self-inflicted, can't live"