As soon as the ancient jade plate left Zhong Yuan's golden pill, it attracted a large amount of spiritual energy, and the surrounding spiritual energy rushed over like a tide, and it didn't reach the jade plate.

Not only did the aura rush in, but the golden light curtain that Zhong Yuan's Guiyuan Sword had transformed into also disappeared in an instant, turning back into the appearance of a sword.

This whole movement was too big, and the people of the Slender Bamboo Dao were horrified, not knowing what Zhong Yuan was from, and he had such a heavy treasure on his body.

After the horror, there was ecstasy - now that Zhong Yuan was in his hands, wasn't this treasure his?

After the ancient jade plate came out, where was there any Guiyuan Sword in his heart? With a wave of dust in his hand, the thousands of sword lights bombarded Zhong Yuan, who was covered by cyan light.

It just so happened that Zhong Yuan had lost the protection of the light curtain transformed by the Guiyuan Sword, and he felt that this blow could solve Zhong Yuan, and then take such a heavy treasure for himself.

However, the imposing thousands of sword lights bombarded the cyan light and disappeared immediately.

It seems that this cyan light is immune to the attacks of magic weapons.

This didn't make Zhong Yuan expect.

Zhong Yuan's confidence was even stronger, and he smiled and said to Slender Zhudao: "Slender Bamboo, you are very good, I won't die this time, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes next time!"

After nearly twenty years of refining his divine sense once a month, he was no longer so easily carried away by the images transmitted by the ancient jade plate, and he could still stand and talk to the thin bamboo Daoist.

"If you want to go, it's not that easy!"

The thin bamboo Taoist snorted coldly, flew over, rushed into the cyan light, and slammed his palm at Zhong Yuan.

What if he couldn't use the magic weapon? He didn't believe that if everyone couldn't use the magic weapon, he wouldn't be able to kill Zhong Yuan, a Jindan monk, in the middle of his Yuan Infancy.

Yuanying Monk's physical body is also very powerful, as long as he hits Zhong Yuan with this palm, he can kill him.

But after he rushed into the light curtain, his hand was raised, and countless images poured into his mind, and in an instant, only those images were rapidly rotating in his head, and all other thoughts were washed away.

Zhong Yuan has been tempered again and again in order to maintain his thinking, the thin bamboo Taoist has never had this kind of experience, but where can he withstand this?

His mind was crowded by the rapidly spinning images, and the palm that was waved out fell weakly.

Zhong Yuan held the Guiyuan Sword in his hand, and his sword fell very crisply, and a sword pierced the throat of the thin bamboo Daoist.

Not used as a magic weapon, as a weapon, the sharpness of the Guiyuan Sword can also easily pierce the thin bamboo Dao people.

If it was outside of the cyan light of the ancient jade plate, the Thin Bamboo Daoist was protected by a talisman robe, and it would be automatically activated when attacked, and the Guiyuan Sword would not be so easy to get.

In this, the protective mantle of the thin bamboo Taoist could not be stimulated, and Zhong Yuan easily slashed his sword into his throat.

The sword broke through his throat, and the thin bamboo Taoist came to his senses, but he felt the spirit of his body pouring into the sword at a very fast speed, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but think of the blood demon Wu Bai back then, as well as the blood-devouring sword.

How similar.

A thought arose in his heart: "Could it be that a second blood demon is going to appear in the Yu Kingdom Cultivation True Realm?"

But what's the point of understanding this? Now that he couldn't speak, all his energy poured into the Guiyuan Sword.

In less than half a minute, he turned into a dried corpse and began to burn.

originally had the absolute upper hand, and seeing that success was in sight, Zhong Yuan, who took out the ancient jade plate, easily turned over.

In the end, there was no regret in his heart.

If you weren't so greedy, don't block Zhong Yuan here, but leave Yu Country directly, this kind of thing won't happen.

However, it was too late to regret it.

Sometimes, when you take a step forward, you will usher in a new world. But sometimes, taking a step forward is shattering.

The body of the thin bamboo Taoist was burned clean, Zhong Yuan picked up his storage ring and magic weapon, and at this time he felt that his head was already very painful.

His mind was quickly filled with images that flashed quickly, and he couldn't pay attention to the outside world.

The ancient jade plate absorbed enough aura, and the blue light was suddenly lifted into the air, and at an unparalleled speed, it quickly rushed into the vast universe.

Zhong Yuan felt that his body was suddenly weightless, but this feeling was only fleeting, and now what occupied his mind was still those images that flashed quickly.

Suddenly, a familiar blue planet appeared in his mind.

"Earth! This is Earth!"

Zhong Yuan's heart moved, and his consciousness followed the picture.

Only then did I have the consciousness to follow that picture, and my head felt like it had been slashed with a knife and axe, and there was a pain that was about to crack.

The blue planet grew rapidly in his mind, and soon he saw a blue ocean.

Then he fainted.

On that side, Ling Qinghan drove the flying boat to the fastest speed, and flew towards the Flying Immortal Gate with all his might.

On the way, she sensed the movement of the aura of heaven and earth, and she didn't think too much, now what she wanted in her heart was to return to the sect quickly, and then ask her master, the old man of Gushan, to come forward and join forces with Zhong Yuan to fight against the Slender Bamboo Daoist.

It only took ten minutes for the flying boat to arrive at the Flying Immortal Gate, and she got off the flying boat, and before she had time to take it back, she flew to the Inner Gate Patriarch.

Before leaving, Gongsun Ming invited the old man of Gushan to let him sit in the ancestral hall.

Flying to the Patriarch's Palace, she only saw Lu Liang sitting there, but she didn't see the old man of the lonely mountain.

"Lu Liang, where is my master?"

Ling Qinghan asked eagerly.

Seeing Ling Qinghan in such a hurry, Lu Liang's heart sank—could it be that there was something wrong with the head of the house?

He couldn't say that the old man of Gushan was dead, but said, "Elder Taishang is a little tired, and he has gone back to retreat." Elder Ling, but is there something going on with the head master?"

"The head is fine, Zhong Yuan is fine. Ling Qinghan turned around and was about to go to the cave of the old man of Gushan Mountain, and said, "I have to go to the master quickly and ask him to go out to save Zhong Yuan immediately." ”

"Elder Ling, slow down," Lu Liang hurriedly blocked, "Elder Taishang said before he left, when he is in retreat, no one can disturb him or anything, and you can't go over. ”

"No, I have to go. Ling Qinghan said anxiously, "Now Zhong Yuan is trapped by the Thin Bamboo Dao people, if Master doesn't go over to help, Zhong Yuan will die!"

"Elder Ling, you can't disturb Elder Taishang!"

Lu Liang knew that Zhong Yuan's importance to the Flying Immortal Gate could already be said to be more important than anyone in the Flying Immortal Gate, and when he encountered danger, the old man of the Lonely Mountain should go over.

However, the old people in the lonely mountain are already dead, how can they go over to help?

He promised the old man of Gushan that he couldn't tell this matter before Ling Qinghan advanced to the rank of Yuanying, he could only stop it desperately, but his face could not suppress the sadness.

When Ling Qinghan saw his expression, he suddenly remembered something, his face turned pale, and he muttered, "My master...... My master, he...... Is he no longer ...... Not in ......"

Lu Liang nodded slightly.

Ling Qinghan was like being struck by lightning, his mind was empty, and only tears flowed out unconsciously.