The fairy hall of the Yiqing faction is magnificent and fairy-like.

At this time, there was a nervous look in the hall, Zhou Shi'an sat in the position of the head of the sect above, and Tian Buyi sat next to him, and Miaocheng and other disciples with high cultivation were listed below.

Zhou Shi looked at Wang Mei and the other disciples of the Bishan Sect standing below, and felt a little scratching his head, the disciples of the various factions had all left the Yiqing Sect, and only the Pishan Sect was still here.

He said softly: "Wang Mei, can you explain to your father Wang Chong Zhenren the secret of the cause of Wang Dao's death?"

Wang Mei replied politely: "Back to Zhou Zhenren, Wang has already used a spirit pigeon to tell his father the truth. The father lost his only grandson, and he was too saddened to reply, saying that he had to be sent by Yiqing to give an explanation to Bishan. ”

Zhou Shi showed a rather helpless look.

Tian Buyi's fiery temper couldn't bear it anymore, "What kind of explanation? The disciples of all the factions all saw that at that time, Miao Cheng ordered the disciples of all factions to take refuge in the enchantment, and Director Wang left the enchantment privately, holding the ancient yang seal and trying to subdue the ice crystal sling, the blue fire of the ice crystal slab was the fire of the yin, and the ancient yang seal was the treasure of the sun. He rushed up by himself, not pushed up by my Yiqing faction, he died under the blue fire of the ice crystal, what is the reason for my Yiqing faction to give an explanation!"

Wang Mei was about to speak again, when a sharp old voice came from outside the hall: "What is the reason? Is it true that my grandson died in vain?"

In an instant, an old man in black appeared in the hall, and a strong coercion emanated from him, pressing all the Yiqing sect disciples in the hall to the ground, unable to raise their heads.

Zhou Shi Hetian on the steps was not easy to use his spiritual power to resist, and reluctantly walked down the steps, Shi Li said:

"I've seen Wang Zhenren!"

Wang Chong snorted contemptuously.

Wang Mei and other disciples of the Bishan faction hurriedly came over to salute, and Wang Mei respectfully called: "I've seen my father!"

Wang Chong turned his head slightly, Wang Mei was instantly hit hard in the chest, and fell in front of Wang Chong with a "plop", spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Waste! I didn't take care of my good guide, damn it!"

A trace of resentment quickly surged through Wang's eyebrows, and then disappeared, replaced by a look of pain and regret, "It's my fault, it's me who didn't protect my guide, father, you punish me." ”

Zhou Shi hurriedly persuaded on the side: "Wang Zhenren, this matter is all done by the demon and the ice crystal demon beast, and the contempt faction has done its best to save it, but unfortunately there is no way to return to the sky." ”

Wang Chong flicked his sleeves, "What kind of lack of skills to return to heaven is that the Yiqing faction will not save it when they see death." ”

Tian Buyi heard that the anger was coming, and stepped forward to distinguish it: "How can Wang Zhenren be so indistinguishable from right and wrong. ”

Wang Chong looked at Tian Buyi, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, "It's just that you just said that my grandson should die, right?" ”

Tian Buyi was stunned for a moment, when did he say that Director Wang should die, and was about to tell the difference, Wang Chong raised his hand and grabbed the void, Tian Buyi immediately felt a huge pressure, which made the spiritual power around his body solidify, and instantly a sense of suffocation from near death came.

Zhou Shi hurriedly persuaded: "Wang Zhenren, my junior brother is reckless, please show mercy on the face of the family teacher!"

Wang Chong ignored Zhou Shi at all, he was still persecuting Tian Buyi, Zhou Shi was only in the middle stage of the four-rank Feitian real person, but Wang Chong was the peak of the third-grade Taishang real person, and there was a faint intention to break through the immortals. The immortal power is unfathomable.

Tian Buyi's body gradually left the ground, and a golden light slowly pulled out of his body.

Zhou Shi was shocked, Wang Chong wanted to extract Tian Buyi's spiritual sense. He hurriedly cast a spell to suppress his junior brother's spiritual consciousness back into his body, but it had little effect. Tian Buyi's spiritual sense was still slowly withdrawing.

If all the spiritual consciousness is withdrawn, even if he tries to press back into his body in the future, Tian Buyi will become a wasted person.

At the critical moment, a white light shot towards Tian Buyi's spiritual sense,

A long and rich voice came: "Why should Wang Zhenren bother with juniors. ”

This white light instantly pressed Tian Buyi's spiritual sense back into his body.

Tian Buyi retreated several zhang in a row, and only then did he stand firm, and together with Zhou Shi, he respectfully saluted an old man with white hair who slowly floated outside the hall.

"I've seen the master!"

The person who came was Zixian Zhenren, the patriarch of the Yiqing faction, who was already the peak of the cultivation of the Sanpin Taishang Zhenren, and had been in retreat in the mountains all year round.

Behind Zixian was a young man in a moon-white shirt, who was Dong Yuan.

Wang Chong glanced at Zixian: "Zixian, you finally came out." My grandson died tragically in your door, and you must give me an account today. ”

Zi Xian said loudly: "Wang Chong, I already know about the tragic death of your grandson, the ice crystal blue fire can not only burn the body, but also the soul. Fortunately, before the 7749th day, I just played "Lingxu Crossing" for him to reunite a trace of his soul, you are so nourished, three hundred years later, the soul is recreated, and you can be reincarnated again. ”

Zixian stretched out his hand, and a faint white light appeared in the palm of his hand.

Wang Mei saw this light, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Wang Chong saw that it was indeed a trace of his grandson's soul, and he was overjoyed, so he hurriedly put it away carefully, and then put on a straight face: "Zixian, don't think that in this way, I can give up!"

Zixian continued: "The demon who killed your grandson, I Yiqing faction should kill you and give you an explanation." ”

Wang Chong's chin was slightly raised, and he still seemed dissatisfied.

Zixian sighed lightly, flipped his left hand, and a simple ink-colored small tripod appeared in the palm of his hand,

When Wang Chong saw Ding, he was a little stunned, "Earthquake Ding!"

"This earth-shattering tripod is given to you, hoping to soothe the pain of losing your grandson. ”

A hint of greed flashed in Wang Chong's eyes, "This is true!"

Zixian replied indifferently: "For thousands of years, when have you ever seen me lie. ”

Wang Chong took this tripod, his face softened a lot, and said, "Zixian, then I will go back to Bishan and wait for your good news." ”

After speaking, he rolled up a wind of walking and left Yiqing Mountain with Wang Mei and other disciples.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Zixian looked at the direction Wang Chong had left, thoughtful.

Tian Buyi hurriedly thanked the master, "Thanks to the master's timely arrival today, otherwise the apprentice will be suspended." ”

Zixian waved his hand and said, "It was Dong Yuan who discovered Wang Chong's trace of coming to Yiqing Mountain, and quickly rushed to my sleeping place to wake me up. ”

Zhou Shi smiled and said: "It's still the little junior brother who reacts sharply, and among the many scattered immortals in Kyushu, only the master and the old man can compete with Wang Chong." ”

Dong Yuan, who had been silent, had deep eyes and asked, "Master, the Earthquake Heaven Ding is your beloved thing, is it really given to Wang Chong?"

Zixian said: "That was when I ascended to the Golden Immortal, and I won the first place in the Golden Immortal Competition in the same year, a treasure given by the Emperor of Heaven himself. Wang Chong and I were in the same class as the Golden Immortal. I know he wants it the most. It's something outside of the body, so it doesn't hurt to give it to him!"

Zixian continued: "Zhou Shi, send more disciples with high cultivation to go out and pursue the demon and the ice crystal. ”

Zhou Shi respectfully said yes.

In the distance, the mountains of Yiqing Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles, are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sun is shining.

...

In an unnamed wild mountain not far from Yiqing Mountain, a group of Xianmen disciples wearing blue robes were besieging a man in red.

This man is extremely bewitching, with some undried blood at the corners of his mouth, and several sword wounds on his body. A pair of eyes stared coldly at the enemy in front of them, and the corners of his lips were pursed with a hint of disdain.

Miaoguang looked at the fake 'Wu Tong' who had no way to escape in front of him, "Devil, surrender quickly, don't do any more dying struggles." ”

"Let Uncle Ben surrender to you bunch of waste, dream!"

Miaoguang frowned, raised the sword, blessed the sword with spiritual power, and was about to give this demon a fatal sword.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of the fake 'Wu Tong', this person's face was a black mist, unable to distinguish facial features, only a little eyes were faintly exposed, and the aura on his head was hidden, and he couldn't see his cultivation.

Miaoguang asked, "Who are you?"

The man in black ignored Miao Guang, tilted his head slightly, and asked respectfully in an extremely hoarse voice, "Young Master, how are your injuries?"

"Can't die. "Fake" Wu Tong "looked at the light of time, and pointed to the wonderful light, "However, he has to die today!"

The man in black seemed to be relieved, and turned his head to look at the aura on Miaozheng's head: "In the late stage of Xuan Xian, it is a little difficult. ”

He immediately took out a purple spirit talisman from his bosom, recited the mantra, and knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and many hellish demons immediately flashed in the air, spitting flames from his mouth, and surging towards Miaozheng.

A huge look of fear flashed in Miao Zheng's eyes, and he was instantly surrounded by flames, "Ahh......hh

The latter words were inaudible, for the light had been completely consumed by the flames.

The disciples of the Yiqing faction on the side retreated in fright, but the man in black ignored them, turned around and flicked his sleeves, and disappeared with the fake 'Wu Tong'.