Bei Yang didn't plan to pay attention to the cries of these warlocks, after all, there were so many people here, he couldn't confirm the truth or falsehood of their words one by one, so he could only kill them all.

Just when he was about to kill him, he suddenly felt that everyone's bodies seemed to have more light, some were faint black light, some were faint white light, and some were a little transparent light.

"Is this the merit and sin of these people?" Bei Yang guessed.

The higher the cultivation, the greater the improvement of the body and soul, Bei Yang is in the special state of the half-yang god at this time, coupled with the assistance of the art of approving life, it is reasonable to be able to see the merits and sins of these people.

Looking at those warlocks with black light on their bodies, Bei Yang's eyes flashed with coldness, his hands opened, and countless sword lights containing fierce sword intent flew out of his body, instantly spreading throughout the entire underground space.

Whoop -

One by one, the warlocks were pierced by the sword light, tearing their souls apart, and they fell to the ground and died on the spot.

When the sword light disappeared, only one-fifth of the people in the underground space were still standing, but they had also been frightened by the scene just now, their legs trembled at this time, and their eyes were full of fear and fear when they looked at Bei Yang.

"Starting today, the Witch Gu Sect will be removed from the Warlock Realm!" Bei Yang said in a deep voice.

Hearing Bei Yang's words, the rest of the warlocks' bodies trembled, and they all came back to their senses, and many of them felt their hands and feet go weak for a while, and they collapsed to the ground.

Without looking at the remaining group of warlocks, Bei Yang flew directly upward, through the thick soil, returned to the ground, and came to the side of the flesh with a dodge.

"Master, how's it going?" The old beggar hurriedly greeted him.

Ignoring the old beggar's words, Bei Yang's soul took a step forward and returned to his body, and after a while, he opened his eyes, but there was a deep exhaustion in his eyes.

Bei Yang's soul was not even a Yin God, but with the help of a powerful sword intent, he had a bit of the power of the Yang God, although it only lasted for a few minutes just now, but it consumed a lot of his energy.

"It's all settled!" Bei Yang slowly got up from the ground, "But I haven't checked the corpses of those three immortals yet, you go and clean up the mess, and mend the knife by the way!" ”

"Three immortals!!" The old beggar's eyes widened.

Although his strength was stronger than that of the Witch Gu Sect Master, he only had an advantage, and if he faced two immortals at the same time, he had a great chance of failure.

However, he, a master in the Qi cultivation period, actually killed three immortals by himself, this kind of strength is really too terrifying.

"Yes, Master, I'll go now!"

The old beggar answered, and dodged into the factory.

Bei Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly breathing, his energy began to gradually recover, and the feeling of exhaustion was much soothed.

After a long time, Bei Yang suddenly opened his eyes and saw an old beggar with blood stains on his body and several scars on his chest standing in front of him.

Bei Yang frowned: "What's wrong?" You met resistance at the underground base? ”

The old beggar smiled: "Those ordinary warlocks have long been paralyzed by you, Master, let alone resisting, they can't even stand up, but when they were looking for the immortal bodies of those three people, they were attacked by three people, their strength is not weak, I didn't notice it for a while, and I was injured a little." ”

"That's good, now that the matter has been settled, let's go back!"

……

North of Jiaozhou, Ansan.

Between the green mountains and green waters, the clouds and mist are kind, on the cliffs, there are platforms everywhere, and at the end of the platform, there are wide stone gates, on which are written the handwriting of "XX Cave House".

Between the mountains and forests, the flowing water is murmuring, there are many fairy birds and beasts distributed among them, the elixir fairy grass is dotted left and right, everywhere is full of pavilions and flying pavilions, among these pavilions and flying pavilions, there are men and women of all ages and children, or chatting and laughing, or sitting and playing chess, or drinking tea and discussing.

At a glance, it really seems to be a fairyland on earth, which makes people yearn for and rejoice, and can't help but join it.

However, if you use the satellite, you can't see this scene, in the photos taken by the satellite, this piece is completely blank, no, not even blank, this piece disappears directly, and the surrounding area is perfectly combined.

Even in reality, ordinary people can't walk into this area, and before they know it, they will change direction and go to the surrounding area.

On one of the pavilions, an old man in a red robe with a white beard and full ruddy cheeks was talking to a few people, with an irrepressible smile on his face, and it was obvious that he had gained a lot from the discussion.

Suddenly, the red-robed old man's face changed slightly, and he felt a little in his heart, and couldn't help frowning.

"Red Centipede Daoist, has something happened?" Next to him, a middle-aged man asked.

Chi Wu Zhenren shook his head: "I suddenly felt just now that there seems to be a problem with the inheritance in the earthly world, and there are even signs of severance. ”

"You're not going to go down, are you?" The middle-aged Dao Gu who was sitting opposite the Red Centipede Real Man looked at him with some surprise.

Chi Zhenren showed a hesitant look on his face: "Naturally, I don't want to step on the red dust anymore, but after all, that is my Dao system, and I really don't want to cut it off like this." ”

"Red centipede, come, drink this glass of wine, and treat it as if I have practiced it for you."

At this moment, the young man sitting on the throne handed the red dragon a glass of wine.

"Thank you Momiji-senpai!"

Seeing the young man handing him the wine, Chi Wuzhen's face showed excitement, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands and took the wine glass.

Although he looks young, he is the oldest of the few people here, and he is now more than a thousand years old, and he has already been reincarnated once.

The wine in the hands of the red god is brewed by the red leaf real person with various fairy fruit elixirs, which can nourish the soul and enhance the body, even for the yang god real person, it is also a rare treasure.

"The predecessors of the red leaves are very precious to the immortals on weekdays, why are you so generous today, and you actually gave a cup to the red centipede?" The middle-aged Dao Gu said with a smile.

Hongye Zhenren took a sip of wine, and said indifferently: "Farewell today, we and Chi Wu will never see each other again, if you are not generous today, you will have no chance to be generous in the future." ”

Raising the wine glass, the red centipede real person who was about to drink with excitement on his face, his arm suddenly froze, and the excited expression on his face was also stunned.

What do you mean? What does it mean to say goodbye today, and there will be no day to see each other again?

The other people also looked at Momiji in disbelief, wondering if the meaning of Momiji's words was what they understood.

"As soon as the red centipede finished saying that he was going down the mountain, his luck began to fluctuate, at the lowest time, even a mortal is not as good, even if it is the highest, it cannot reach the usual level, in this case, it is basically impossible for the mountain to come back alive." Momiji's words are very straightforward.

Hearing this, the cold sweat on the forehead of the red centipede real person came down with a "swish", and he was going to die when he went down the mountain, should he be so excited?

Momiji Zhenren glanced at Chi Centipede Zhenren: "Chi Centipe, hurry up and drink this glass of practice wine, go down the mountain!" ”

Chi Wu Zhenren held this cup of practice wine, feeling full of helplessness, he really wanted to drink this cup of immortal brewing, but after listening to the words of Red Leaf Zhenren, he really didn't want to go down the mountain!

"Ahem." Chi Wu Zhenren put the wine glass on the stone table in front of him, and coughed twice, "That, senior Momiji, I think there are some problems in my cultivation recently, and I still need to retreat and understand carefully, it is indeed not suitable to go down the mountain, and the matter of going down the mountain will be talked about after a while!" ”

When Hongye Zhenren heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a casual move, the wine glass flew into his hand: "Since you don't go down the mountain, this glass of practice wine won't be given to you, I'll keep it for myself!" Hahaha......"

With the sound of laughter, a white light flew out of Momiji Zhenren's body, enveloping his body, and soared directly into the sky, flying into the clouds.

"Red Centipede Daoist, if we have time to get together again, we will leave first!"

These people gathered here to discuss, the core person is the red leaves, and now that the red leaves are gone, the other people will naturally not stay longer, and from their bodies, white lights have rushed out, wrapping them away.

Soon, there was only one Red Centipede Daoist left here, he glanced down the mountain, sighed softly, shook his head helplessly, and the Yang God rushed out of his body, wrapped his body, and flew towards his cave.

……

A few days later, Bei Yang drove the old beggar back to Linyao City.

At this time, it is already the nineteenth day of the lunar month, many businesses have begun various promotional activities, and the festive atmosphere is becoming more and more intense, and everyone can clearly feel the joy of the New Year.

When Bei Yang returned home, he found that his parents had also begun to prepare New Year's goods, and all kinds of things filled the refrigerator.

Just when Beiyang was preparing for the New Year, Tang Wenbin made a phone call.

"Brother Bei, no, now all the media are overwhelmed with negative news about us, all of them are saying that our 'Lingdan No. 1' has no effect, and we are liars!"

"What?" Bei Yang's face sank, "Dong Tang, don't be busy yet, I'll give you an answer after I finish reading the news." ”

"Good!" Tang Wenbin responded.

He can only count on Bei Yang at this time, because he endorsed "Lingdan No. 1" before, and at this time, Lingdan No. 1 was criticized by a large number of media, and the stock price of Zhengyang Group began to decline rapidly.

Only Beiyang can find a way to reverse the negative news of "Lingdan No. 1" in order to keep the declining stock price of Zhengyang Group.

Bei Yang logged on to the computer in the study, checked the news on the Internet, and flipped through it casually, it was about "Lingdan No. 1", as if overnight, "Lingdan No. 1" became a street rat, and everyone shouted and beat it.

"Miracle medicine or god blow? Cancer drugs don't work in the slightest! ”

"Ten days, witness the myth shattered, medicine never believes in myth!"

"Lingdan-No. 1 only exists in Fangshi's alchemy furnace, and only science can cure cancer!" (To be continued.) )