Ning Yuan Zhenren's movements were so fast that they were really like lightning. It wasn't until Wu Xie finished saying a sentence that all the refining monks present came back to their senses, but they saw a deep footprint on the ground, and at the bottom of the footprint was a puddle of flesh with an unclear shape - this was the most unfortunate trace left by the great demon Thousand Needles that was still fierce just now.

This famous Northern Qi evil demon actually died like this?!

For a moment, everyone felt ridiculous, and they couldn't even believe their eyes. After a while, Tong Ang, who was still the head of the five ghosts of Donglai, broke the silence: "It turns out ...... Your Excellency has been deliberately hiding your strength......"

"Pretty much." Wu Xie smiled faintly, and did not put away the fire realm that shrouded this side of the world. His mastery of the functions of the Fire Realm is now close to the level of the Taixu Patriarch back then, although he only uses the effect of increasing combat power at the moment, but if necessary, as long as he has a thought, he can block the heaven and earth, and the power is countless times stronger than the blockade effect that Zhang Mibo exerts purely by mana.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the blockade is not blocked, Zhang Mibo, the thousand-needle in the middle of the Ning Yuan, was still trampled to death by him in the electric light and stone fire - oh, now there are only four ghosts left - even the true yuan has not yet condensed, even if they let them run, they can't run out of Wu Jie's palm!

"I don't know if you are a friend...... What do you call your seniors?" As soon as Monk Li spoke, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly changed his words, almost biting his tongue.

Wu Xie smiled, and this time his smile was much more sincere: "In Xia Qingyang Guan Wu Jie, the cultivation is shallow, and he doesn't dare to call himself a senior, and the Taoist friend is too polite." ”

In the world of monks, they generally judge their generations by their cultivation and their origins. Those who can be related to each other will be ranked according to their origins; those who can't get to the origin are ranked according to the realm of cultivation; Those who are in the same realm and have no origins are ranked according to the years of cultivation.

Wu Xie received the guidance of Zhou Chen and Ren Dong of the Imperial Dragon Sect back then, and people in the righteous path respected their teachers, even if it was just a mention of a sentence, they should not be forgotten. Therefore, in the face of the people of the Dragon Sect whose cultivation was far inferior to him, he had always deliberately emphasized that he was only a junior on the path of cultivation. But this definitely doesn't mean that he is really a junior-the head disciple of Qingyang Guan, unless he faces a real senior master, he doesn't have to bow his head in front of anyone.

In fact, if you can get in touch with him by calling your seniors, there is probably no one present who is unwilling, and even Yuxuan Zhenren probably doesn't mind suffering a little loss. But Wu Jie's polite attitude is showing estrangement, they are all old and sophisticated, so they can naturally see what Wu Xie means, so they can only expose the issue of seniority under the guise of Ha Luha, and it is inconvenient to get close.

"Brother Liu, you're really unkind!" Monk Li smiled and leaned over to Yuxuan Zhenren's side, and said in a low voice, "Your Dragon Sect has always been so low-key, but it turns out that you still have the support of Qingyang Guan behind you!" It's been hiding it from us for so many years, brother, I'm so chilled!"

He deliberately said with a bitter look on his face, but then he leaked his confidence: "It's so cold now, please drink a good meal of hot wine, and my heart will be warm!"

The medicinal effect of the golden pill of life and death taken by Yu Xuan Zhenren has not disappeared, and he is still in good spirits at this moment, he smiled and said unabashedly: "The relationship between us and Zhifei Zhenren is just a nodding acquaintance who meets in Pingshui, thanks to him for not giving up and being willing to come to appreciate his face, it is really an unexpected joy." ”

"Oh? You're in luck!" Monk Li touched the stubble on his chin, "It's because you usually do a lot of good things, right?" It seems that I also have to go out and do some good deeds, such as chopping wood and carrying water for the lonely old man......"

"Isn't it too late for you to think about doing something good?" The black and thin old man smiled, "I have been reminded by the master of goodness since I refined Gang, and I have begun to do good deeds and accumulate virtues." ”

"Master Shangshan, we have also been friends for so many years, why don't you mention me?"

"The poor monk said, what is the use of you answering at the time, 'I don't plan to return the Dan to the tribulation' to do good and accumulate virtues. The so-called Buddha is destined to be a person, and the poor monk did not continue to persuade him. Master Shangshan, who looked older than Yuxuan Zhenren, said gently, "But it doesn't matter if you do good deeds and accumulate virtue, as long as you have this heart, it's never too late." ”

Monk Li laughed at this time, and shouted repeatedly: "Okay! Good! In response to this, you should drink two more glasses!"

Everyone said happily, and they didn't take the four ghosts of Donglai in their eyes at all, and they didn't even look at them, as if they didn't bother to care about them anymore. But as long as you look at the surrounding Crimson Fire Realm that has not yet been withdrawn, you can see that Wu Xie actually did not have to relax at all.

The four ghosts of Donglai, you look at me, I look at you, and they all see a deep look of despair in each other's eyes.

At this point, they really couldn't think about it.

Want to fight? The five-person combined attack array has been broken, even if they don't know that the real person doesn't make a move, they won't be able to hold out for a moment; Want to run? Even the Thousand Needles seniors in the middle of the Ning Yuan Dynasty couldn't escape, where could they escape!

You can't fight and fight, you can't escape and you can't escape, and all that's left is to surrender or die

…… No, with what they did, even if they surrendered to their heads, the Dragon Protector would not let them go! Decency never means pedantic, if what they did before is still between killing or not killing, using boys and girls as offerings to collude with the devil has touched the bottom line of decent people, even if they surrender, there is only a dead end.

They are all old rivers and lakes, so they naturally understand this truth. At this moment, the people of the Dragon Sect were talking and laughing happily with the guests, and at first glance it seemed that they were ignoring them, but in fact, they had already sentenced them to death, but they had to wait a little before they were executed.

Tong Ang's face turned pale, he hesitated for a while, and then sighed deeply. Angry: "That's it! That's it!"

He raised his voice suddenly: "Yu Xuanzi, Tong is discussing something with you, okay?"

Yu Xuan Zhenren, who was laughing with everyone, stopped and turned his head to look at him. And everyone's laughter also stopped, and the scene was quiet again.

"Seeking revenge on you is something I have been insisting on; Collusion with a thousand needles was made by me and executed by the Fu brothers. For decades, the younger brother of the Jiang family has been concentrating on hard cultivation and never leaving Donglai Mountain......"

"Jiang Geli, who is dressed in white like snow and fast with a sword like electricity, is also a very famous figure among the sword cultivators in the world." Yu Xuan Zhenren interrupted him, "To be honest, among your five ghosts in Donglai, he is actually the only one who the old man is really afraid of. ”

Tong Ang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he sighed deeply.

"Big brother! It is a blessing for my little brother to know you in this life!" Jiang Geli, the white-clothed swordsman who had rarely spoken, but was just concentrating on fighting, suddenly said, "The Netherworld Road is far away, and let the little brother go first!"

After speaking, his whole person emitted a dazzling light, and even the sword turned into a dazzling white light, stabbing towards Yuxuan Zhenren.

His previous swordsmanship was fast and light, swift and light. But this sword is thick and heavy, and it is similar to the previous swordsmanship. And with the power of the sword light, even the fire realm was faintly shaken, and it was already a trick at the level of Ning Yuan.

Wu Xie only knew at a glance that the Dao Yuxuan Zhenren would definitely not be able to catch this sword, and sighed, and the flames in the fire realm ignited out of thin air, turning into a red sword light, blocking Jiang Geli's last sword at the cost of his surname.

The red and white sword lights collided violently, and the roar sounded three times in succession, each more fierce than the other. After three sounds, the white sword light suddenly shattered, turning into countless glowing fragments that had been burned hot, and slowly floated down, as if sprinkled with a day's star shower.

This is the most radiant light in the life of a sword cultivator, even if they are on opposite sides, everyone can't help but sigh at this brilliant light.

"It's a pity!" Monk Li sighed, "Tong Ang, he's been dragged down by you!"

"This white-clothed swordsman Jiang Geli has been obsessed with swords all his life and has hardly done anything bad. But the things that you people in Donglai Mountain have done that hurt the heavens and reason, but it is precisely because of his backing; And you have been able to win the set in the key battles a few times, and the persimmon has not been able to win the original I day I ...... from the tenth h county to Jiang Chongwu" Qianxuan Naoto shook his head and said, "If he doesn't know you, or if you don't know him, maybe you won't come to this point." ”

Tong Ang's eyes were full of tears at the moment, looking at the stars and rain falling from the sky, and he lowered his head heavily.

"Old Yuxuan! Tong is reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes, and he will never give up with you!" His tone was full of resentment, and he said viciously, "I'll see if you have such luck in the next life!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the aura of the whole person quickly declined, and then he fell to the ground, falling into a pool of blurred flesh and blood. But before he could hit the ground, Wu Xie had already clearly known through the fire realm that he was dead.

Seeing that the sworn brothers are all dead, the fat and thin Fu family brothers, you look at me, I look at you, crying a few times at the same time, shooting together, hitting each other's chests, only to hear a bang, the two of them beat each other directly to pieces, and they couldn't even find a complete corpse.

"This Donglai mountain people, although their surnames are narrow and extreme, but their courage and ferocity make people have to admire!" As soon as Yu Xuan Zhenren sighed, his face suddenly became unsightly, his body staggered, and he was almost unsteady on his feet. If it weren't for Liu Zhangmen and Zhen Han coming up in time to support them, I was afraid that they would fall down directly.

The medicinal effect of the Golden Pill of Life and Death has passed.

After this turmoil, Yuxuan Zhenren's Ning Yuan Celebration was inevitably a little anticlimactic. But although the host needs to recuperate and is unable to come out to thank the guests, the celebration still has to be carried out......

When the congratulatory guests gave gifts, Wu Xie took out the gifts he had prepared.

Each of the forty-four junior disciples of the Dragon Sect was given a magic weapon made of fierce fire, as long as they were concentrated with true qi, they could produce pure and fierce flames, whether it was used for fighting or refining weapons, they were all quite valuable.

The family background of the Dragon Sect is not thick, and many disciples do not even have a magic weapon, only a long sword between a magic weapon and a weapon. For a sect with Ning Yuan Zhenren, it is really a bit shabby. Wu Jie's gift helped them solve this embarrassing problem just right, which was really a send-off.

Seeing that the gifts he gave to his junior disciples were so rich, all the guests couldn't help but be curious, wanting to know what kind of valuable things he gave to Yuxuan Zhenren. It was a bottle of Ancient Wood Spirit Milk. Seeing this gift, many people's hearts beat faster - the more the amount of this ancient wood spirit milk, the higher the value. One drop or two drops can only eliminate dark injuries, improve physical fitness, and make the initiation monk have a lot less trouble at the level of the hundred refinements; However, if there are more than ten drops, it can have an effect on the cultivator and perfect the body without leakage; And even if it is a Ning Yuan monk, taking twenty drops or more at a time, it can also have a great repair effect on the physical body, and even increase the longevity of more than a hundred years.

A hundred years of longevity may not seem like much at first glance, but in fact, Ning Yuan monks often only have six or seven hundred years of longevity, and an extra hundred years at once, maybe they can break through the limit and achieve the return of Dan...... Therefore, for those elderly Ning Yuan monks, this elixir that can increase longevity is worth fighting for with all their might.

Especially those monks who see that their longevity is about to end, if they know where to get this elixir, it is a dead end, even if they give up their surnames, they have to fight!

The Dragon Sect didn't expect that it was such a generous gift from a real person, and they were suddenly a little at a loss. It wasn't until Master Shangshan reminded them that they came back to their senses, and in order to avoid future troubles, they had to interrupt Yuxuan Zhenren's healing, invite him out again, and take the ancient wood spirit milk in the bottle in public.

This Ancient Wood Spirit Milk is indeed extraordinary, but after drinking a small bottle, Yuxuan Zhenren's face quickly improved, and he regained his ruddy appearance in a moment, seeing that most of his injuries had recovered. Just looking at the spiritual milk that had been drunk dry in one gulp, even though this senior had cultivated for many years and had a tenacious heart, he couldn't help but show a little pity.

"This gift from a non-real person is really ...... Alas! Give me this old rotten drink, it's a bit of a waste!" After the celebration, he looked at the wooden bottle placed on the stone table in the quiet room, and said to Liu Zhangmen and Zhen Han, "Fate is really wonderful, the friendship of the two junior disciples in the past allowed the sect to avoid a catastrophe, and it was also a blessing in disguise......

"This sect has received such a great favor from Zhifei Zhenren, I don't know how to ......repay it," Liu Zhangmen also sighed, "Hatred can be forgotten, but kindness can't!"

Zhen Han smiled and persuaded: "Master, senior brother, why do you think so much!" The grace of saving lives is naturally repaid with a surname. He saved the lives of all the people of our Dragon Sect, and even if they were to return it to him later, it would be natural for us to just concentrate on cultivation now. If we know that the real person is in any trouble, but we don't even have the qualifications to die for him, then it will really make people feel aggrieved!"

Yu Xuan Zhenren nodded, and he had two more points of appreciation for his second disciple in his heart.

Zhen Han's qualifications and opportunities may not be higher than that of his eldest apprentice Liu Xu, but he is much higher than Liu Xu in terms of his surname. After saying that, he sat down, and this dragon sect probably still had to let him support it.

Fortunately, their brothers and sisters have always been incompatible, so they don't have to worry about the battles for thrones that often occur among those evil sects. As an elder, it is the greatest relief to see that the disciples can get along in harmony!

"Speaking of which, the situation of knowing non-real people in Qingyang View is somewhat similar to Zhen Han's in this gate. As a disciple of the twenty-seventh generation, his cultivation has caught up with the highest people in the twenty-sixth generation, and if there is no accident, he will definitely catch up within a hundred years...... When the time comes, the position of the head of Qingyang Guan will have to fall on his head?"

Looking at the direction of Qingyang View from afar, this old Jianghu couldn't help but fall into his imagination.

Yuxuan's conjecture is also the unanimous idea of many seniors in the world who have an understanding of the situation of Qingyang View. But things turned out far beyond their guesses.

Less than a year later, they heard the shocking news.

One of the only two surviving elders of the twenty-third generation of Qingyang Guan, who once served as the ancestor of the chapter retreat of the real person in charge, has completed his deeds and is about to cross the catastrophe and ascend!

For a time, the world was in an uproar, and the tribulation and ascension were the greatest goal of all monks in their lives. However, although there are many monks in the world, only half a hundred can achieve the return of Dan; And among the less than fifty Huandan patriarchs, there are even fewer who can finally return Dan Ba to usher in the heavenly tribulation.

Every step forward in the Huandan realm is not easy. Especially the step of returning Dan to the seventh turn and the eighth turn, it is even more difficult to stump countless masters with both perseverance and talent, among the monks in the world, there are only a few people who have risen in the past few hundred years, and one of them is still a casual cultivator......

According to the statistics of some well-informed masters, there are two of the most promising masters in the contemporary era, one is the master of the Buddha Gate Anjian Temple, and the other is the Qingyan Zhenren of the White Emperor Pavilion of the Daomen, and that's it.

Although there are many patriarchs in Qingyang Guan and Dan, there are only two Taishang elders who have returned Dan for seven turns. One of these two Supreme Elders had suffered a very troublesome dark injury, and the other had suffered a major setback back then, and they had basically cut off the way forward, so there should have been absolutely no hope of ascension.

But no one expected that Patriarch Zhang, who had suffered a heavy setback back and had even been in a slump for many years, would realize again when Shouyuan was about to come to an end, break through the most critical step, and step into the highest realm that all monks dream of!

A ray of light flew to Qingyang Mountain from all directions, as long as it was a high-ranking person who had a friendship with Qingyang Temple, they all rushed to witness the scene of this ancestor Zhang's ascension.

Although most of these masters have no hope of ascending in this life, their desire to seek the Tao will never shrink because they cannot attain enlightenment. They eagerly aspired to be able to return the Danba to the success of the tribulation, and hoped to be able to knock on the heavens to go to the upper realm and continue to pursue the path of immortality. Even if...... It's okay to just watch! However, the mountain protection array of Qingyang Temple has been fully opened at this moment, and the flowing colored light completely covers the entire Qingyang Mountain, only the top of the mountain, the dazzling thunder continues to roar, full of thrilling momentum.

No matter how high the cultivation is, as long as he looks at the thunder light, he can't help but feel frightened and shocked in his heart.

That's a catastrophe!

Ancestor Zhang, you are in a catastrophe!