387 is the Shangqing faction again

Far away in Gezhuang, Zhang Weidong's entry was about to end, and the Lingtai was clear, suddenly, his heart was beating violently, as if something ominous was about to happen.

At the same time, a piece of blood charm on his chest burst violently.

Parents are dangerous!

"Damn!" Zhang Weidong was furious, shouted violently, and came out of the window, and then a white light flashed away.

Feiyunzhou was flying at extreme speed in the night sky, and it had reached its limit, and Zhang Weidong's Yuan Force was desperately entered.

"Who the hell is it?!"

"Who is murdering father and mother?"

"Mortals, monks, can't be mortals! There are monks around your parents to protect you, although your cultivation is not high! But no matter who it is, I will let you be exterminated!"

After a dozen breaths, Zhang Weidong flew over the villa and saw that a monk had already entered the villa.

On the second floor of the villa, his father Tang Yan was wearing pajamas, protecting his mother Zhang Yin.

"Why did you kill me, we're just mortals—" Tang Yanshan asked calmly with suppressed panic and anxiety. "The predecessors are immortal cultivators, why bother us ants?"

"Ha Lu Ha!" the monk of the Shangqing Sect laughed wildly when he heard this. "You are self-aware! Don't look at you as the best in the world, but in the eyes of monks like us, you are an ant after all!"

Tang Yanshan immediately followed these words, and reluctantly smiled: "Senior, then why don't you let us go, kill the ants, and also stain the hands of the seniors, besides, we don't threaten the seniors at all-"

The monk smiled coldly and said, "That's right, it's not a threat, but someone wants you to die, including the Tang family, you can't let any of them go, but you're unlucky, you have to die first!"

"What. Who the hell is it? Who has our Tang family offended, can the seniors tell us, otherwise we won't be blind to death!" Tang Yanshan was furious when he heard this.

Who the hell are these people?

Even the entire Tang family didn't let go, and the father was more than lucky. And Zhiwei and Yueru?

At this time, Zhang Yin was not afraid and said: "If you kill us, someone will seek revenge on you!"

"Hmph!" the monk said coldly, furious. "What do you think I'm talking to an ant like you to mean by saying this, tell me, where is the treasure just now, I obviously sensed a very powerful aura. It must be some kind of treasure, but you won't use it! Scoop it out, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse!"

Just now, when he was chasing and killing those two low-level monks, a powerful aura erupted from this villa, making him almost escape.

However, he thought for a moment, if there was such a master. And let yourself kill four people? That's undoubtedly a treasure!

It is a treasure blessed by a master!

Tang Yanshan and his wife were stunned for a moment, and immediately shook their heads: "Senior, we are mortals. There's nothing to be had—"

The other party was furious.

"Can't find death?!"

"Let's do it slowly! we have the treasure, but if we want this treasure, the seniors must promise us two conditions!" Tang Yanshan saw that it was not good, and immediately said threateningly. "Otherwise, I'd rather destroy it and ensure that my predecessors don't get it!"

"Ha Luha, you finally admit it? Okay, you say!"

"First, let my wife go first!"

"Yes!" the monk sneered. But he agreed.

Tang Yanshan was wary of the other party, and said to his wife: "You leave first, go farther-"

Zhang Yin burst into tears and said, "No, Yanshan, you have to die." We died together as husband and wife!"

"Confused, let's go, if you go, there will be people who will go to our grave in the future, understand!" Tang Yanshan roared anxiously.

With tears in her eyes, Zhang Yin looked at the other party, then at her husband, and then went downstairs.

After about ten minutes, the man became impatient.

"Okay, it's already gone, now let's talk about the second condition!"

Tang Yanshan smiled at this time and said, "The second condition is that you die!"

With a wave of his hand, a Yuan Fu smashed over, and several Yuan Fu burst, and several flying swords appeared, covering this person.

This made the other party furious: "Flying Sword Fu! Dare to play this deacon, look for death!"

The other party hurriedly threw out a few wooden armor talismans to defend, fluffy and puffy, even with a sound, the flying sword talisman dissipated, but the wooden armor talisman also dissipated, but he was very embarrassed.

At this time, Tang Yanshan's face was gloomy, a flying sword talisman actually didn't kill the other party, this time he really couldn't escape.

"Damn, you think your wife can escape, Deacon Ben has already done something to her, killed you, Deacon Ben will enjoy your wife again, although she is old, but it must taste good!"

"You dare!" Tang Yanshan was furious, and at the same time panicked, praying in his heart that his wife could run away, suddenly, his eyes lit up, he looked behind this person, and said in surprise: "Son!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "It's like deaconning Ben to delay time, you should die!"

As he spoke, he had to do it.

"Damn it, it's you! Shangqing faction, it's Shangqing faction again, it's good, it seems that the Shangqing faction must be destroyed!" Zhang Weidong's cold voice startled this person.

Flashed to the side, and then looked behind him, a young man actually appeared, and he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

The other party appeared behind him, but he didn't notice it?

Monks?

"Who are you?"

Zhang Weidong had a cold face, snorted, lazy nonsense, and the dantian purple qi appeared suddenly, instantly enveloping this person, and the other party didn't even have time to react.

As soon as the purple qi washed away, the man was devoured, leaving only a bag and a pile of dust.

The purple qi has grown a little more!

Zhang Weidong put away the bag, and returned to the dantian with purple qi, and then apologized to Tang Yanshan: "Mr. Tang, I'm late, my friend Zhang Weidong entrusted me to rescue you-"

Tang Yanshan came back to his senses and asked anxiously, "Senior, how is my wife?"

Zhang Weidong comforted: "Don't worry, Mrs. Zun is fine, she is downstairs, but your four guards are all dead-"

One was burned to ashes, but three kept their bodies, but they were dead, dead in front of and behind the villa.

Tang Yanshan was stunned, his face darkened, and he said bitterly: "Are they all dead, they died to protect our husband and wife——"

Zhang Weidong was stunned, frowned, and said, "Mr. Tang has a deep relationship with several guards?"

"They are loyal, especially Zheng Long and Li Jun, who have been silently protecting me for the past few years, without them. I've died several times a long time ago!" Tang Yanshan said gloomily, his face sad. "They're young, and now they're dead, how can I explain to their parents—"

Zhang Weidong sighed secretly. After a deep groan, he said: "Since there is such a loyal person, it can be saved, but the price is quite large!"

There was a slight pause.

"Mr. Tang, some people may have been alarmed tonight, and you need to deal with the aftermath, so I'll go down to collect the souls of Zheng Long and Li Jun to see if I can reshape my body. Fortunately, the body remained, and the death was less than a quarter of an hour, and the soul was not dispersed for a while-"

Tang Yanshan was pleasantly surprised: "Please, I'll deal with the rest immediately!"

Zhang Weidong nodded and walked out of the window.

When I opened the eye of heaven, I suddenly saw the souls of the four people, wandering anxiously in front of the villa. They also saw Zhang Weidong.

"Spring Breeze and Rain Technique!" Zhang Weidong pinched his fingerprints and flicked towards the flesh of Zheng Long, Li Jun, and Wu Liang, and the white light shrouded the three bodies. The terrible wound suddenly squirmed, and the Buddha was sprouting and healing.

The first time he used this advanced version of the Healing Yuan Qi Technique, Zhang Weidong was still a little stressed, and he almost drained the Yuan Force of a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer Great Perfection Cultivator at one time, it seems that this cost more Yuan Power than expected, fortunately, his Yuan Power is as much as nine times that of the average level! Otherwise, it would have been exhausted long ago after such three times. ...,

But. Zhang Weidong still underestimated the difficulty of saving people.

The wounds were healing, but the vitality of the three bodies continued to pass, and it had reached a very low level. Once it is gone, Zhang Weidong really has no choice.

And at this moment, in the face of this. In a hurry, Zhang Weidong was three 'spring breeze and rain techniques', but he still couldn't retain those vitality.

"Can't anyone who just died be saved?"

"How to grow the vitality? The vitality is not strong, once the soul is outdated, the soul will be scattered, and it can no longer be saved!"

"Innate blood!" Zhang Weidong suddenly thought of his innate blood, and every drop of innate blood contained extremely strong vitality.

"Well, whether it can be useful or not depends on this experience!"

Zhang Weidong forced out three drops of the blood of the green owl and bounced into the wound.

Innate blood is incomparably precious, even for monks who practice the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection. Once obtained, maybe this monk in the Qi cultivation period can take advantage of the opportunity to step into the 'half-step foundation building'!

And Zhang Weidong's innate blood, which is unusual innate blood, is even more precious. For example, with the help of it, last time Zhang Weidong actually refined a Feiyun Boat that could grow, which was incredible.

Disheveled!

Fluffy!

Zhang Weidong was overjoyed, the vitality of the three bodies actually stopped flowing, but was increasing, and the terrifying wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, it actually healed, and it was impossible to see that he had been injured.

Zhang Weidong once again realized the preciousness of his innate blood!

No longer hesitating, Zhang Weidong grabbed the souls of the four people with a claw in the air, and said to the four: "Zheng Long, Li Jun, because the two of you are immortal cultivators, your physical vitality is strong, and the time of death is very short, so there is a possibility of returning yang, Wu Liang is not a monk, the physical body is much worse, whether you can return yang, it depends on your creation, Huang Sheng is destroyed because of his physical body, and he can't return yang for the time being, but if you have a chance, I will ask you to find a physical body!"

The four of them hurriedly bowed down to thank them.

Zhang Weidong said coldly: "If you want to thank you, thank Tang Yanshan, for the sake of his intercession, I will return you to Yang, otherwise, no matter how powerful a monk is, he will not be able to return Yang to you!"

"However, this is not without a price, Zheng Long, Li Jun, the two of you, when your body is demobilized, you can cultivate with me, and secretly take turns to protect Tang Yanshan and his wife, you do this well, maybe I will give you the opportunity to 'build a foundation' in the future, otherwise, I can take back all this at any time, including your lives-"

"This time, you are dead, and you no longer appear openly, let alone from the state, understand?"

The two of them hesitated and lowered their heads.

"Remember what you say!"

Zhang Weidong was not afraid that the two would regret it, although he believed in his father, he didn't believe in the two, so he took the opportunity to plant a soul seed in the soul of the two.

Stepping into a half-step foundation building, there are many means in the exercises to lift the ban, such as soul planting, soul searching, and amnesticization, which are the three special vitality techniques, such as the means of the Demon Dao, but in fact they are not.

Through the soul seed, Zhang Weidong can peek into the thinking of the two at any time, these two people do not betray, that is no obstacle to cultivation, and he cannot be perceived, if he has a rebellious intention, he can take the lives of the two with one thought, because the soul seed is also growing, it will become more and more powerful, and it cannot be matched by itself, unless he, the person who casts the spell, is lifted, or, the monk who is higher than his two great realms is lifted.

"Gather Souls!"

Zhang Weidong took out the Soul Gathering Tianmu, and as soon as he urged the Tianmu, the souls of the four people were immediately sucked in, and a faint blue light emitted from the Tianmu.

It's really not easy to get the four of them back to yang.

And this Soul Gathering Tianmu has helped a lot, and with a bit of condensation, it can reunite the souls of the four people who have tended to be scattered.

After about a few breaths, Zhang Weidong shook Tianmu and released the condensed souls of the three of them, and hit the three bodies one by one. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )