In this way, Zhao Yanran, who had changed into Han Chengyuan, deliberately slowed down and led more than a dozen Flying Spirit Domain Immortal Dao monks in the direction of the ancient monks' mausoleum.

During this period, Ling Zheng scolded in Han Chengyuan's voice from time to time, what was difficult to hear, so that more than a dozen Immortal Dao monks chasing behind Zhao Yanran almost exploded their lungs.

The fact that Ling Zheng scolded people was extraordinary, and in just a moment of incense, he greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of more than a dozen immortal monks. The dozen or so Immortal Dao monks still held their identities at first, and they didn't want to talk back. In the end, he couldn't help it, and began to greet Han Chengyuan's eighteenth generation ancestor.

As a result, there was a scene where one person was flying in front, a group of people were chasing behind, and another person was scolding a group of people.

Zhao Yanran made Ling Zheng's scolding mouth without saying a word, although she was calm and decisive when she faced off with others, she was good at making decisions on the spot, but she was still a woman in essence. Even if he made that kind of scolding mouth, he was secretly embarrassed, but in order to cooperate with Ling Zheng, he could only continue to imitate.

More than a dozen immortal monks were scolded so that their eyes were red, and they were also disturbed by Ling Zheng's vicious and mean scolding, and they didn't realize that Zhao Yanran, who had been running away, was a little abnormal, and only thought about crushing the "Han Chengyuan" to ashes.

After chasing a stick of incense for a while, Zhao Yanran whispered to Ling Zheng: "Yes, yes, we are about to arrive at the tomb of the ancient monk." I felt the aura of a lot of Pink Palace demon cultivators. ”

"I feel it too. Ling Zheng said: "There are four in the northeast, three in front, and five in the northwest, all of which should be the cultivation of the foundation realm." The strength of the Pink Palace really wasn't blown out. ”

"You can also sense it, how can your spiritual sense be so powerful?" Zhao Yanran was stunned, as if she remembered something, and asked, "You really used the Burning Pill Shaping Spirit?"

"That's right, that method is still Senior Sister, you sue me, there's no need to be so surprised, right?"

Zhao Yanran felt dizzy again, she finally knew why Ling Zheng was so generous with so many jade snow pills to herself. People can even give out 20,000 pills, so do they care about these fifty or sixty?

"Almost, senior sister, go a little further, and when I get to the mausoleum, I will start calling the people from the Red Pink Palace. Ling Zheng said in a low voice: "Senior sister, you must act leisurely, the Fengyue Witch is the top master of the Jindan Realm, and it is important to save her life." ”

"Don't worry. Zhao Yanran nodded.

Zhao Yanran flew forward for another distance, and saw the wordless stone tablet standing in the dense forest from a distance, and said in a low voice: "It's here!"

"Okay, leave it to me. ”

Ling Zheng responded, and then shouted in Han Chengyuan's voice: "Hurry up and come out a few people! I attracted a group of Immortal Dao monks and stewed them in one pot!"

The Demon Cultivators of the Pink Palace lurking around heard Han Chengyuan's voice and knew that it was his own person, and appeared at the same time.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came out, and at the same time, there was a jet-black demonic qi rushing up, and more than a dozen Red Pink Palace demon cultivators appeared at the same time, surrounding more than a dozen immortal monks.

"Old Han, do a good job! Later, you can be ruthless, and get rid of the anger of being chased by these dozen bastards like dogs!"

A demon cultivator holding a giant sword greeted Han Chengyuan, his face gloomy and excited.

"Let's go together! Don't let these bastards run away!" Zhao Yanran imitated Ling Zheng's mouth shape, dancing the machete in her hand that had changed from Ling Zheng to a look of eagerness.

Seeing this, Ling Zheng secretly sighed in his heart that Zhao Yanran's acting skills were only higher than his own.

Among the dozen or so Immortal Dao cultivators, the leading Divine Rune Sect Elder Fu Ling and that Divine Earth Sect Elder Huang Xuan's face changed, and only then did they realize that "Han Chengyuan" had really led them into the wolf's den.

Huang Xuan carefully glanced around, and then laughed: "Just with your few demon cultivators, you dare to say that you will leave all of us behind?"

"Fellow Daoists, don't panic, the number of these demon cultivators is not as large as ours. The Fu Ling Elder of the Divine Rune Gate also said loudly: "If there is really a war, it is still unknown who will lose and who will win!"

When the other dozen or so Immortal Dao monks heard this, they felt justified, and immediately let go of the idea of escaping, and showed their magic weapons at the same time.

Seeing that the war was about to start, a not-so-loud male voice suddenly sounded from below, clearly ringing in everyone's ears:

"Hehe, what if you add the old man?"

The voice sounded very old, and as soon as the words fell, a young and handsome figure in white clothes and white hair walked out of the dense forest below, and stepped into the sky step by step.

Seeing that the faces of the dozen or so Immortal Dao cultivators changed at the same time, the white-haired spirit demon said softly, "Han Chengyuan, you have done a good job. There are a lot of big fish caught in this net. ”

Zhao Yanran, who had become Han Chengyuan, put on a flattering look, which made Ling Zheng admire for a while.

Divine Rune Sect Elder Fu Ling and Divine Earth Sect Elder Huang Xuan's faces turned a little dark, and they didn't expect that the Red Pink Palace would actually dispatch a Left Protector to enter this Hidden Dragon Stream.

The white-haired spirit demon is the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Realm, plus he is a formation mage, and the unpredictable, endless, and powerful formation means can shock the entire Flying Spirit Domain. Fu Ling and Huang Xuan thought that they had a lot of means to save their lives, but in the face of this extremely famous Red Pink Palace Left Protector, they only felt terrified.

"More than a dozen elders of the Immortal Dao Sect, hunting down and killing a Han Chengyuan from my Red Pink Palace, you are really giving face. The white-haired spirit demon laughed softly, "You say, shouldn't the old man leave all of you here as a token of gratitude?"

Except for Fu Ling and Huang Xuan, the other dozen or so Immortal Dao cultivators were all earthy. One of them hurriedly flew out a few zhang, distanced himself from Fu Ling and Huang Xuan, and said urgently: "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand, we were just bewitched by these two people, so we joined forces with them to pursue Han Chengyuan Daoyou, don't misunderstand!"

After that, the remaining Immortal Dao monks responded one after another, and they all flew to the man's side, distancing themselves from Fu Ling and Huang Xuan.

Ling Zheng once again saw how shameless these immortal monks who had previously boasted of slaying demons and exterminating demons and helping the world were, and he only felt that his eyes had been opened.

"Hehe, what the old man likes to see the most is that you hypocrites who claim to be immortals make this kind of virtue that is not as good as a lost dog. The white-haired spirit demon spoke in a slow tone, whispered softly, and smiled: "However, it's not up to me here. Palace Master, did you say?"

As soon as the word "palace master" of the white-haired spirit demon came out, the only bit of hardness left by the two immortal cultivators, Fu Ling and Huang Xuan, disappeared completely.

The white-haired spirit demon's voice fell, and a burst of extremely magnetic, enchanting laughter sounded from below.

Ling Zheng was deeply impressed by this laughter, and knew that this was the voice of the old witch of the Wind Moon Witch.

Zhao Yanran frowned at first, seeing that the other Pink Palace demon cultivators all showed admiration on their faces, and they also learned from the cats, and they couldn't see any flaws.

"Boom!"

A circle of fiery red light spread, turning the entire dense forest below into scorched earth, and above the scorched earth, the Wind Moon Witch stood there in a light red veil with a smile on her face. Although there was no coercion released, it was enough to make a group of immortal monks completely desperate.

But as long as the monks of the Flying Spirit Domain, no one does not know how terrifying this extremely beautiful female demon is, her feat of killing three Jindan Realm masters with the power of one person has been spread in this Flying Spirit Domain for hundreds of years.

"It's okay to be sanctimonious, it's still so spineless. The Fengyue Witch smiled and said: "This kind of goods, I don't even have the qualifications to be my temporary furnace ding." ”

The white-haired spirit demon's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at the Fengyue Witch, and even the fool could see the mind of this left protector.

"Palace Master, what do you mean?"

The Wind Moon Witch didn't speak, her eyes scanned the surroundings, and then she saw Zhao Yanran, who had become Han Chengyuan, and said with a smile: "I always thought that Han Chengyuan was just a brave and unscrupulous character, but I didn't expect to be so brainy." In that case, I will promote you from elder to great elder, and when I return, I will personally preside over the ceremony for you. ”

Zhao Yanran saw that she didn't show her stuffing, so she hurriedly made an excited look and said, "Thank you for the palace master's cultivation." ”

"Since this is the case, there is no need for these Immortal Dao Monks to live. The Wind Moon Witch waved her hand and said with a smile: "It's just right, you also need some sacrifices to open this mausoleum, since you took the initiative to send it to the door, you can save me from looking for it again." ”

The dozen or so Immortal Dao monks present all looked like earth, but Huang Xuan of the Divine Earth Gate didn't know where the ruthlessness came from, and shouted: "Do you think that my Huang Xuan was so easy to be ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the Wind Moon Witch waved her hand lightly, and the crimson true yuan power surged out, condensing into a huge palm, and slapped directly on Huang Xuan's body.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Huang Xuan was slapped on the wordless stone tablet that was more than a foot high without any resistance, and his head hit it hard.

"Poof!"

Another soft sound came out, and Huang Xuan's head was directly shattered into a rotten watermelon, and the blood and brains were stained on the wordless stone tablet, but it didn't slip off.

An illusory figure identical to Huang Xuan flew out of Huang Xuan's corpse, looking panicked and wanting to flee into the distance. The wordless stele shook slightly, and Huang Xuan's soul was directly inhaled by the stele after letting out a miserable scream.

This law enforcement elder of the Shentumen was completely distraught and died a miserable death. The sight distorted the faces of all the other monks.

Seeing this scene, the rune spirit elder of the Divine Rune Gate immediately fell to the ground, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, and his head was bloody. He hurriedly said: "Fu Ling is willing to return to the Red Pink Palace, be loyal to the Fengyue Fairy, and ask the fairy to spare my life!"

Seeing this scene, the other immortal monks also followed the cat's painting, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing constantly, begging the Fengyue Witch to spare their lives.

Ling Zheng, who was held in Zhao Yanran's hand and looked like a machete, looked at this qiē indifferently, and his mood was extremely calm.

"Allegiance? ”

The Fengyue Witch still had a charming smile on her face, and with a slight wave of her hand, the huge red True Yuan palm appeared again, and the immortal monks present slapped at the stone tablet one by one.

"Puff puff ......"

The sound of light sounds came out one after another, and more than a dozen heads were shattered on the wordless stone tablet one after another, and the souls of more than a dozen immortal monks were also absorbed by the wordless stone tablet one after another.

"Well, there are fifteen people in total, and it seems that there are not enough people. ”

The Wind Moon Witch muttered, and then waved her hand again, and the five Pink Palace Demon Cultivators present slapped at the wordless stone tablet together.

Before the five Pink Palace cultivators could react, their heads were already shattered, and immediately after, their souls were absorbed by the wordless stone tablet.

The strange thing was that all the demon cultivators present were silent when they saw this scene, and they didn't dare to show pity. They keep their heads very low, for fear that it will be their turn next.

After absorbing the souls of a total of twenty Foundation Building Realm cultivators, the wordless stone tablet began to shake lightly, and a faint light was released.

"Palace Master, it's okay. The white-haired spirit demon walked up to the Wind and Rain Witch and laughed softly.

As soon as his words fell, the wordless stone tablet erupted with extremely dazzling light, and spiritual patterns appeared on the tablet one after another.

After a cup of tea, the wordless stone tablet has become a wordless jade tablet, and on the tablet, bright cyan spirit patterns are constantly flickering, intertwining a phantom-like portal.

"Li Yishui, Zhao Zhu, Han Chengyuan, Zuo Protector, the four of you follow me in, and the rest of the people are guarding here. ”

The Wind Moon Witch said lightly, and then, when she stepped into the phantom-like door, her figure disappeared in an instant.

"Let's go. The white-haired spirit demon followed, waving his hand and motioning for the others to follow.

Zhao Yanran didn't expect that she would be able to follow the Fengyue Witch into this ancient monk's mausoleum so smoothly, and she looked flattered, and then walked into the portal with the other two Pink Palace demon cultivators.

Ling Zheng, who still looked like a machete, followed Zhao Yanran into the mausoleum very helplessly, her heart beat faster inexplicably, and she had a very bad premonition.