Guangling Zhenren looked at them gloomily: "A few people know more than this seat thinks!" ”

Just now, he called himself an old man, kind and kind, but in a blink of an eye, he was seated, and his face changed fast enough!

"Not much." Lan Muyang said lightly, "The old treacherous is huge, we naturally can't compare to Ren's predecessors, but Ren's seniors just look down on us too much." ”

Guangling Zhenren really didn't take them seriously, just like the disciples of the sect looked down on the scattered cultivators, the scattered cultivators also looked down on the disciples of the sect, feeling that they had no one in their eyes, but they were naïve and weak. Lan Muyang and Lingyu have good strength, but in his opinion, they are just good strength.

Lingyu looked at the golden aperture on Guangling Zhenren's body and said, "Senior, this treasure is good, silent, I don't think it's a magic weapon, right?" ”

No matter what level of magic weapon, it is very difficult to do tricks and feet on the Qiankun bag. This thing should be a spirit rune, Lingyu is very familiar with spirit runes, and when she saw the strange runes painted on the Qiankun bag, she was prepared.

Guangling Zhenren is too lazy to answer this kind of question.

"What are you running?" Ziting's delicate voice came, and she twisted the old man's ears and dragged him back.

The old man didn't care about the image and begged for mercy to Ziting: "Auntie, spare your life!" The small one is just an errand runner, and it has nothing to do with the small one! ”

"Humph! It's no wonder that it has nothing to do with you, you have blood in you! Zi Ting pointed at him, turned his head to Lan Muyang and Lingyu and said, "He must have done it." ”

Lingyu nodded: "If it weren't for what happened, his cultivation wouldn't have declined." Senior Ren, could it be that the death of several of your companions was not plotted by some agency, but by you, right? ”

Guangling Zhenren didn't speak, but his expression already showed that Lingyu's guess was not wrong.

Lingyu sighed, "You are really a terrible companion. Ruthless behind the scenes. No hesitation at all. ”

Guangling Zhenren said lightly: "You are a little girl from the sect. Where do you understand the cruelty of cultivating immortals. ”

Lingyu didn't argue with him, and looked at Lan Muyang: "Uncle Lan, what do you ......see?"

Before the words fell, the golden light on Guangling Zhenren's body suddenly burst open, and a surging force pressed towards them.

This change was very sudden, Lingyu was turning her head to talk to Lan Muyang, Lan Muyang was thinking about what to do about this, Ziting taught the obscene old man a lesson.

Guangling real people's sleeves were flipped up. The natal magic weapon appeared, and the black silk thread soared, and the breath of destruction surged, like a big wave hitting down, drowning the three of them in a blink of an eye, and also shattering the old man's body again, turning back into a white jade bone.

The change happened in an instant, and there was almost no time to react.

Guangling Zhenren sneered: "A few juniors who have not dried up, do you really think that the Yuanhou monk is so easy to deal with?" It's true that this thing is not a magic weapon, but. It's not easy to get back what I made out myself? ”

Black line. A bit of blue light appeared, first a point of light, and then slowly expanded, quickly forming a circle. This magic circle is extremely wonderful, and the runes circulate, which seem to have a purifying effect.

Guangling Zhenren's face changed slightly, pinched his fingers, and focused on manipulating the natal magic weapon, and the breath of destruction continued to press down on the three of them.

The immortal book flipped rapidly in mid-air, and Lingyu's expression was stern, and he tried his best to control the magic circle. She was born in the ancient tree of the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, absorbing the purifying power of the ancient tree, and it happened that Guangling Zhenren's exercises were similar to poisonous gas, and she happened to be overcome.

Of course, she alone couldn't stop Guangling Zhenren, Lan Muyang also made a move, and countless green vines pulled out new sprouts and quickly entwined away. The breath of Guangling Zhenren carried the meaning of death, and he fought with the breath of life.

Ziting snorted, turned into his body, and the Samadhi True Fire fell from above.

"Ren predecessor is famous, how dare we underestimate it?" In the fighting, Lan Muyang said steadily.

The strength of the Empress Yuan's monks, will they not know? Just a trap, take down the real people of Guangling, they don't dare to think so.

The breath of destruction was thick, and the black lines were entangled, covering the face of Guangling Zhenren, and after a while, his voice sounded: "It's this seat that underestimates you too much, but Taibai Sect is a good disciple." There was an indescribable mixture of envy and jealousy in his voice.

"Senior, do you want to continue?" Lan Muyang said, "I'm afraid your injuries are not light, right?" ”

Guangling Zhenren didn't speak, wouldn't it be a sign of weakness to speak at this time? He is a monk of the Yuan Dynasty, even if he can do drama without obstacles, he will not be willing to show weakness.

"Your previous injuries weren't serious, but you broke the power of restraint just now and used your origin, right?"

Guangling Zhenren did not answer, but his breath fluctuated slightly.

"It's not a good thing for you to use the Roots. After all, the seniors are no longer young, and if such a mechanism is exhausted, isn't it just to go further? If you consume too much of the origin, even the current realm will be unstable, let alone impact the gods? ”

After these words, Guangling Zhenren finally spoke: "Junior, what do you want?" ”

Lan Muyang smiled: "What else?" Even our predecessors haven't lived enough, let alone us? ”

This sounded sarcastic, but Lan Muyang's tone was very sincere, as if he didn't mean that at all.

Guangling Zhenren said: "It is not impossible to let you go, but you must swear that what happened today will never leak out, otherwise it will ......."

Before Lan Muyang could speak, Ziting shouted: "Phew! It's clear that you're doing bad things, so why should we swear? ”

Guangling Zhenren ignored her and said to Lan Muyang: "How? ”

"It's not impossible for us not to leak it." Lan Muyang said, "However, seniors should know the value of this matter, what are you going to exchange it for?" ”

"Are you mistaken?" Guangling Zhenren mocked, "It's you who want to stop, and it's not this seat!" ”

"You're mistaken." With the support of Lan Muyang and Zi Ting, Lingyu finally stabilized the magic circle and said, "Although we are at a disadvantage, it is not difficult to save our lives, what about you?" When the body is worn out to a certain extent, the real road ahead is cut off, and at that time, what is the point of trying to do it? ”

Guangling Zhenren seemed to be moved, and after a while, he said: "Let's stop together." ”

"Good!" Lan Muyang responded, "Count to three, and take back the true yuan." ”

"Yes."

Lan Muyang looked at him vigilantly. He said, "One, two, three!" ”

The stalemate between the two sides came to an abrupt halt. Slowly weaken. After that, it calmed down.

At the moment when it subsided, several chains rose out of thin air and wrapped around the three of them. These chains appeared without the slightest warning, and they were in a state where the true element was withdrawn, and only the talisman aura was still there.

If Guangling Zhenren wanted to kill them, this alone obviously couldn't do it. But he just rolled up the three of them and threw them towards the space node.

"Three juniors, also want to discuss the conditions with this? this spatial node. There are still a few pathfinders in this seat, you go and try it, it's the most suitable, hahahaha......"

Before the words fell, two breaths wrapped around him. One is Lan Muyang's breath of withered glory, and the other is the power of spatial turmoil.

Lingyu herself was injured, and in the face of the Yuanhou monk, she didn't dare to use the Netherworld lightly, but now she couldn't take care of it.

They were very cautious step by step, but Guangling Zhenren was a queen monk in the end. How can there be no hole cards? These chains burst out suddenly. The power is strong, whether it is sword qi or magic circle, there is no way to reverse the situation in an instant, and can only use the Netherworld to fight.

Lan Muyang's green vine arrived first, Guangling Zhenren snorted, stretched out his hand, and the black light flashed, cutting off the green vine. Just as he was about to use the same means to cut off Lingyu's spell, he paused.

The power of spatial turmoil cannot be cut off with ordinary spells!

Guangling Zhenren looked at the spatial node, and then saw the location of the spirit jade, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

At this moment, the power of spatial turmoil had already entangled him, and the spatial power of the Netherworld was activated, involving the two of them.

For a while, the power of space was turbulent, and the space node also began to flicker.

Among the three, Lingyu was the closest to the spatial node, and she didn't even reach a step.

Lan Muyang looked at the flickering space node, and a cool breath appeared on his back: "Not good!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black dot formed by the Netherworld flickered, and gradually reached a frequency with the spatial node.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang, and the Netherworld and the space node burst at the same time.

"Lingyu!"

"Senior sister!"

Lan Muyang and Ziting watched as the Netherworld and the spatial nodes exploded, and the power of space engulfed the surrounding magma, making a rumbling sound of shaking the mountains.

The two of them stood dumbfounded, where were there traces of Guangling Zhenren and Lingyu around? The two of them, along with the Netherworld and the spatial nodes, disappeared cleanly.

"Senior sister, where is senior sister?" Ziting ran over in a panic and grabbed Lan Muyang's hand.

Where can Lan Muyang answer. His heart was full of remorse and self-blame, and Wei Wuyi deliberately asked him to accompany Lingyu, but he didn't worry about his apprentice. He didn't protect Lingyu well, how could he explain to Wei Wuyi when something like this happened?

If Lingyu is injured or something, then it's easy to say, now what? If you don't see people alive or dead, where can you find them?

"Is Senior Sister dead?" Ziting searched left and right, but couldn't find any trace, so she cried anxiously, "What should I do?" I didn't find anything, and I lost my sister, the owner will be unhappy! ”

"Purple Court." Lan Muyang barely calmed down and touched Zi Ting's head, "Don't cry, let's look for it first." ”

"I've looked for it all, but there's nothing!"

They could see clearly that Guangling Zhenren was pulled into the Netherworld by Lingyu, and the power of the two spaces was unstable, causing it to collapse. The two of them should be in the Netherworld, but now that even the Netherworld has disappeared, where can they find it?

It stands to reason that the Netherworld should be blown up, leaving shards, but they can't find anything. Lan Muyang faintly felt that they might have been swept away by the power of space.

When the fluctuations subsided, and the ground cracked, the power of space disappeared completely, the traces of the surrounding fighting methods were scattered, and there was a snow-white bone, lying quietly on the ground.

No matter how they looked, they couldn't find any trace of Lingyu and Guangling Zhenren. (To be continued......)

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