Chapter 412

Jiang Ling hurriedly beckoned all the ghosts of the other underworld to work together to break open the ghost cage, and under the suppression of the thousand-year-old ghosts, the cage was indeed distorted.

It's just that the ghost qi began to shake, and Jiang Ling knew that the thousand-year-old ghosts were injured under those immortal venerables, and they couldn't last long, so he was even more anxious: "Hurry! ”

When she saw the ghost cage in the distance, when the princess of the underworld was still crying, the anxiety in her heart rushed to the peak: "Senior sister! Xiao Qian won't last long, break your cage quickly! ”

The princess of the underworld trembled, and then she quickly got up and wanted to use brute force to break open the cage in front of her.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion fell from the sky.

"Don't try to run, evil spirits!"

Yan Qingrong descended from the sky, and when he saw the wanton ghost qi, his face changed, and he suddenly slapped his palm, and immediately dispersed all the ghost qi of the thousand-year-old ghost!

Not good!

Immortals are coming!

The cage had just been broken a little, and the rich immortal power was slapped down, not only dispersing and purifying the ghost qi, but also enhancing the immortal power attached to the ghost cage several times, and Jiang Ling and all the ghosts were so shocked by the terrifying power that the ghost body almost cracked!

And the little ghost power that was already left of the thousand-year-old ghost was scattered at this moment, and his ghost shadow flickered, becoming transparent little by little.

It's a sign of dissipation!

"Xiao Qian!" Gangneung yelled in a hurry!

But the thousand-year-old ghost couldn't even maintain the ghost shadow, so naturally he couldn't respond to him anymore, and the ghost shadow like a black mist gradually dissipated in mid-air.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Ling's eyes turned red.

At this moment, a ghost sucking furnace volleyed down, sucking the trace of ghost shadow that was about to dissipate into the jade bottle!

Yan Qingrong's white eyebrows jumped, as if he didn't expect someone to suddenly make a move, and he looked up.

I saw a long figure catch the ghost sucking bottle and slowly fall to the ground.

It was an extremely young man, at least at Yan Qingrong's age, the man was a little too young, his blue and white clothes showed that this person was also a disciple of Tianxuanmen, the man's sword eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were like torches, and his excessively young and cold face was with a trace of coldness and anger.

Gangneung was overjoyed: "Wentian! ”

This person is Wentian, who has been missing for a long time!

"Who are you?!" Without waiting for Yan Qingrong to ask, Wen Tian opened his mouth to ask, staring at Yan Qingrong in front of him with his eyes: "Why are you making trouble in my Tianxuanmen Empty Fog Peak?" ”

As soon as Yan Qingrong saw the clothes Wen Tian was wearing, he guessed that he was also a disciple of Tianxuanmen, and when he heard him say this at this moment, he immediately concluded the identity of his disciple, and immediately snorted coldly and said, "Rude!" I am the thirty-seventh generation head of Tianxuanmen, Xie Yuanke's personal master, and your uncle and ancestor! ”

Hearing this, Wen Tian was stunned, but he didn't expect that this old man would be the master and ancestor of Tianxuanmen, he hesitated for a moment, but still saluted and said: "Disciple Wentian, worship the main disciple of Song Feng of Empty Mist Peak." ”

Only then did Jiang Ling realize that Wen Tian was also a disciple of Tianxuanmen, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and swallowed it back.

He is a disciple of Tianxuanmen, so he naturally wants to listen to Yan Qingrong's words.

It is even more impossible for them to pull Wentian against their own master, which will harm Wentian.

Is it their time to die?

Seeing and hearing the heavenly salute, Yan Qingrong bowed his head with satisfaction, and said indifferently: "Song Feng's main door? From today on, there is no Song Peak Lord in Kongwu Peak, Tianxuanmen is the first Xuanmen, and it is never allowed to collude with demons and monsters, your master has been bought by the demons, colluding with the demons, and is no longer a person from the Tianxuanmen, as for you, ......"

Yan Qingrong glanced at Wen Tian and found that although he looked young, his cultivation had a kind of mystery that he couldn't even see.

He was shocked in his heart, if it weren't for Wen Tian Fang saying that he was a disciple of Tianxuanmen, he would really think that Wen Tian was also an immortal who descended from the immortal realm, and even the kind whose strength was not weaker than him.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and said in a deep voice: "As for you, as long as you cut off the causal relationship with the princess of the underworld, this matter is convenient for you to have nothing to do, and you will be you in the future, and these ghosts will have nothing to do with you, and Tianxuanmen will not pursue your previous relationship." ”

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