Volume 1 Shangyuan Hutong Xixing Zhai Chapter 17 The Demon in the Painting (2)

A quarter of an hour later!

Thousands of miles away.

Although this place is still in the sphere of influence of the Huayu Sect, the Immortal Sect's control over this place is already very weak, especially in the valley in front of them.

Because of the hidden location, it is even more inaccessible.

Deep in the valley.

On a clean stone, sat an old man with gray hair.

Although his face was obscured by a layer of light gray gas, his identity was not difficult to identify.

Jia Lao Mo!

"Poof!"

Suddenly, he shook as he sat cross-legged, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The breath is also greatly weakened.

There was even a little horror on his face.

"Is there really a Mahayana Ancestor in the Huayu Sect?"

"But even in the Mahayana period, how can a small fire bomb kill itself?"

His expression was frightened and incredulous.

I was even more scared in my heart.

If it weren't for the peculiarities of the exercises he cultivated, the Yuan Shen could freely switch between the incarnation and the main body.

He's probably really fallen just now.

Although it is only one blow, the danger he faces is even greater than that of five hundred years ago.

As soon as I thought of this, I was drenched in cold sweat behind my back, and I had to leave this place as soon as possible.

Although he is unwilling in his heart, he also knows how to make trade-offs, if his life is gone, what kind of revenge can he talk about?

Therefore, although I may not give up on this, I will definitely be more cautious before the next operation, and carefully investigate the information.

We must not be so reckless.

As soon as his body flickered, he wanted to cast a spell that shrunk the ground into inches.

But the next moment, his body stiffened, as if he was a small animal targeted by a top predator.

He raised his head with some difficulty, but found that at the entrance of the valley, there was a young man in green clothes at some point.

At a glance, he is only in his early twenties, extremely young.

He was dressed very simply.

Although the cuffs have the logo of the Feather Transformation Sect, the green clothes represent obviously only a disciple who has just started for a few years, a Qi refining cultivator.

Such a little guy, he usually doesn't even look at it.

It's just ants!

But at this moment, what is the alarm in my heart?

Delusion?

But why, even his own primordial spirit shuddered?

Jia Lao Mo's hair stood on end.

Although he also suspected that he was too careful, he was already a frightened bird at this moment.

couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and looked at the other party carefully.

However, the more I looked, the more confused I became.

The aura fluctuation on the other party's body was extremely weak, and it was indeed just a small Qi Refining Stage Immortal cultivator.

There is no doubt about this!

However, this place was thousands of miles away from the core area of the Huayu Sect's main rudder.

How could a small Qi Refining Cultivator come here?

It can't be justified by chance.

And at this moment, because of his injury, he couldn't restrain the demonic energy in his body, and he couldn't even control the coercion, and the other party was standing a hundred feet away, but it was like a spring breeze, as if he was not affected at all.

All of this is full of suspicion.

He even had a guess in his mind!

So he released his thoughts with a frightened face.

But nothing was gained.

The other party is indeed just a cultivator.

"Impossible, if he was the Mahayana Ancestor who secretly shot just now, at such a close distance, even if the other party used the Qi Gathering Technique, he would never reveal any flaws."

Jia Lao Mo became more and more suspicious.

Lin Xiaoyao seemed to have guessed what the other party was thinking, and he finally smiled and said, "Don't waste your efforts, if I want to hide my cultivation, how can I use any qi collection technique?" ”

He's not talking nonsense.

Possessing the Saint Fruit Rank, holding the Endless Law, and the realm of Dao Law Nature that the immortal cultivators have been striving for, for him, is just like eating and drinking.

There is no need to hide.

Not to mention the old demon Jia in front of him, even if the Mahayana Ancestor or even the True Immortal stood in front of him, Lin Xiaoyao wanted him to see something, and the other party couldn't find the slightest flaw.

Of course, he was not interested in going into details.

Why bother to explain a dead man?

However, as soon as these words came out, Old Devil Jia's expression became even more frightened: "You...... What do you mean by that, and who are you? ”

"Who am I?"

Lin Xiaoyao smiled, his expression was also a little playful: "Who made you fall to this step with a fire bomb, don't you know at this moment?" ”

The words are not shocking, and they are endless.

Although he already had a little guess in his heart, when Lin Xiaoyao said this sentence in front of him, Jia Lao Mo couldn't help the horror in his heart.

He tried desperately to suppress the urge to turn around and flee, because reason told him that if he did, he would die faster.

"You...... Are you really a Mahayana ancestor? ”

Jia Laomo gritted his teeth, word by word, and asked the questions he was most concerned about and afraid of.

"Hmph, Mahayana, what is that?"

Lin Xiaoyao sighed, and felt a little lonely for a while, is this the only thing in the other party's imagination?

It's really a crack in the door that flattens people.

"You...... What do you mean by that? ”

Old Demon Xue was confused.

The other party has a big breath.

If it's not the Mahayana period, can it still be a tribulation?

He felt that the other party was talking nonsense, was he exaggerating and intimidating himself?

When you think about it this way, it's really possible.

So Jia Laomo's courage couldn't help but grow a little stronger.

In fact, he had already figured out that he had no choice now.

If the other party is the one who shot with the fire bomb technique just now, then even if he wants to struggle and escape, it will be in vain.

And if not, why be scared by him?

Anyway, stretching out the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife, so it's better to fight.

Maybe you can fight your way out.

The thought in his mind turned, and he had already made a choice.

Rumble!

No more convergence.

Turbulent demonic energy surged from the surface of his body.

Almost in the blink of an eye, this hidden valley was filled.

Roar!

In the midst of the demonic aura, there was a huge roar.

It's like a monster in a desperate situation.

The trapped beast fights, and he wants to fight his way out.

"What's the pain?"

Lin Xiaoyao's face was full of excitement.

Too weak!

It didn't even make him interested in doing it.

But in any case, it is impossible to let this person go.

Otherwise, although he is not afraid, the Huayu Sect may encounter a crisis in the future, which will affect his peaceful life.

"I just want to sweep the floor quietly in the ancestral hall, why are you bothering me again?"

"The ancestral hall of the patriarch sweeps the floor?"

Jia Lao Mo was stunned at first, and then he was surprised and inexplicable.

I became more and more convinced of my own speculation.

This young man just looks young, but he must not be confused by what he sees, living in seclusion in the ancestral hall, God knows how many years he has lived as an old monster?

"I'm fighting with you!"

He roared angrily, the demonic qi on his body was much thicker, and the coercion became more and more intense, but he used a secret technique that could temporarily increase his strength when he was forced to do so.

As for how big the hidden danger will be next, whether the realm will fall or not, I can't care about it.