In the eyes of this Taoist, the mana on Chen Jing's body was uncertain, and he left in a panic, obviously he had just come from the underworld and had not yet adapted, and he fled in a panic, which was a good time to take the opportunity to eliminate it.

He sneered, and when he was about to catch up with all his strength, a hazy mist suddenly appeared on Chen Jing's body in front of him, like a black water wave born out of thin air, and then Chen Jing's body disappeared, the black water wave disappeared, and there was no trace of Chen Jing in the air.

The Taoist looks quite upright, with three strands of black beard moving with the wind, stepping into the void, and his robe blowing in the wind.

His eyes looked around like electricity, and he suddenly sneered, and his hand shrunk in his robe stretched out, and there was a small jade bottle in his palm, and he pulled out the cork of the bottle and dripped two drops of water like a clear spring into his eyes. His eyes closed slightly, and when they opened them again, there was already a clear light. I looked around again, and saw that there was a black hair scattered in the middle of a mess of stones, the green clothes were in tatters, half of the left skull was hairless, and the black gas was shrouded. It's just that Chen Jing lowered his head, his black hair hung down, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Evil obstacles, look where you run."

The Taoist pinched the trick with his hand, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't hear any incantations, but the void was rippling, and there were circles of ripples around him, and the sword on his back was the source of vibration.

"Qiang ......"

The sword is unsheathed. The body of the sword is green and yellow, and it is actually a serpentine wooden sword, but the sword is like gold and iron. Countless spells are engraved on it. The sword pierced into the void, disappeared, the aura surged, and suddenly, a green ** dragon rushed out of the void, with a yellow crown on its head, fangs in its mouth, and yellow eyes like green and yellow, cold and slaughtering.

As soon as the green and yellow dragon appeared, the void was cloudy, the fishy wind suddenly rose, and a strong coercion rushed down from the air.

This dragon seems to be the same as the real dragon, this kind of magic of transforming into a simulated form is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the things you want to create are powerful, you must have your own personal experience and understanding. From this extremely powerful dragon, it may be seen that this person must have seen a real dragon fighting.

The body of the dragon is as thick as a bucket, and the scales are blue and yellow. Jiaolong opened his mouth and bit it, biting the void, and disappeared into the mixed void, and the body that was still left outside twisted, and the wind and clouds changed color, and they disappeared in an instant, only the wind coiled.

"Boom ......"

Without warning, the pile of rubble below turned to dust, and yellow smoke rose up. The dragon has already coiled up in the air, hovering at the feet of the Taoist. In an instant, the aura had been condensed into a cloud, and the Taoist looked even more unfathomable when he stood on the dragon.

There was a clear light in his eyes, and he looked around. Because of the blow just now, he clearly knew that he had hit the air, but he didn't see clearly how Chen Jing escaped at the moment when the dragon appeared above the pile of rocks, because at that time, the space around Chen Jing had been wrapped in turbulence, and it was extremely difficult to escape, let alone be invisible. But he didn't see Chen Jing at all, and at this moment, he saw a figure in the distance falling from the void.

The Taoist was immediately overjoyed and laughed: "Haha, I want to go!" The creatures of the world have a belonging, how can the things of the underworld come to the yang world. The dragon writhed under the feet of the Taoist, and led him to break through the sky like a wave, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the sky above where Chen Jing was.

"You go, I'm not a monster in the underworld." The voice was not clear, as if it was suppressing something, and it was said in an extremely uncomfortable situation.

The Taoist secretly rejoiced in his heart: "This monster seems to have been seriously injured, and it has first come to the world, and the yin qi on its body is too heavy and has been rejected by heaven and earth. ”

"Hmph, today the poor Dao wants to behead you, the demon head, hang in front of the mountain gate of the Immortal Fu Sect to suppress the demons in the world, and suffer death!"

Chen Jing stood on the ground and held the trunk of the tree with his hand, and his fingers were no longer the slightest blood, and they were as black as firewood. His hands were tightly clasped into the bark, and his whole body trembled, as if he was trying to endure something.

At the moment when the Taoist's words fell, Chen Jing suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold, red as blood, and blue and red spots appeared on his black face, half of his skull was not there, and half of his hair hung down to cover half of his face. In addition to still being humanoid, there is a trace of human appearance.

The moment the Taoist and Chen Jing looked at each other, they were shocked, and then shouted angrily to get rid of the demon. However, at the moment when he had just recited the spell and the dragon roared under him, he saw a butterfly in his eyes. A black butterfly fluttered up and flew towards him. Under the light flapping of the butterfly's wings, a faint black smoke drifted away.

The flying of the black butterfly seemed to be able to affect his heart, everything was forgotten, the spell was forgotten, the monster in the underworld was forgotten, just quietly watching the butterfly flying, one by one the flowers appeared in the place where the black butterfly flew, the flower seemed to bloom in his heart, there was a joy of blooming heart.

This is naturally only what this Taoist saw alone, in the distance, there was a pedestrian who emptied his imperial qi, and from a distance, he only saw the Taoist standing quietly in the void, not moving, slightly opening his mouth, as if looking at something extremely obsessed.

Before they could figure out what was going on, a black light had already crossed the neck of the Daoist, blood gushed out, and the Daoist's head and body were planted one after another. And the dragon turned into a serpentine wooden sword and fell to the ground.

"Second Senior Brother ......"

In the distance, the first person shouted in grief, and then saw Chen Jing standing on the ground, and roared in grief: "Demon, suffer death." Before the words fell, a Qing Teng was out of his hand, and he waved at Chen Jing, and Qing Teng turned into a green dragon and swooped down towards Chen Jing. The others who followed behind him also took out all kinds of magic weapons from their bosoms one by one, chanted spells, and the magic weapons transformed into various strange beasts in the void, dragons, snakes, Jiao, tigers, wolves, bears, eagles...... As well as some unknown ferocious beasts, there was chaos for a while, and the aura in the sky was like a tide, surging.

However, just when these spells came out, a faint sword groan sounded in their ears, like the sound of a sword cutting through the void, and as if it was the call of a lover in the distance.

The vision changed, only to see a black mangs floating with the wind, like mist, just about to see clearly, there was already a black butterfly fluttering out of the black fog, left and right leisurely, up and down smart, as if dancing with the wind among the flowers.

Above a mountain in the distance, a girl in a floral pale red dress sits on a white crane. The white crane looked a little illusory, and it didn't have any charm, and it flew very slowly, flying crookedly in the wind. Like a flat boat in the waves, it may fall off the white crane at any time.

She was sweating from her forehead, obviously not skilled at all in setting up this white crane, and it was extremely difficult. But when she looked ahead, her mouth suddenly opened, but she couldn't make a sound. Immediately afterwards, the white crane lost control and turned into a paper crane and fell, but she herself was planted on the mountain, but fortunately it was not high from the mountain and did not lose her life.

She fell to the top of the hill and tried to get up, but there was a sharp pain in her feet.

A roar suddenly came from the void, rolling like the wind with the strong aura fluctuations, and the grass and trees on the top of the mountain swayed wildly.

"Daddy......" fell on the top of the mountain, the girl in a broken pale red dress suddenly shouted, in her eyes, a black hair scattered, green clothes tattered like an inhuman monster, surrounded by black fog, and in the void in front of him, a black butterfly fluttered, the front and back of the butterfly have irregular blades fluttering with the butterfly wings. Directly in front of the monster was a person whose head was separated and fell to the ground, blood splattering. Below, however, a group of detached people rolled in the void.

"Daddy...... Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle......"

She struggled to get up, but she couldn't, so she cried out there, "Demon, I'm going to kill you." Demon...... Daddy ......" Then, the demon in her eyes seemed to hear her cry and turned his head, and there was only coldness in his red eyes.

She was stimulated by the death of her loved ones, and without a trace of fear, she cried out bitterly: "Demon, you come, you come to kill me." I'm going to kill you......" But to her surprise, the demon suddenly fled in one direction, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the corpses on the ground, some of which fell to the ground, some of which hung on the branches, and their heads separated.

The disappearance of heaven and earth is always spreading at an incredible speed, just like some major events will be transmitted by the wind.

It didn't take long for the news of the Immortal Fu Sect being invaded by monsters to spread throughout the cultivation world, although the Immortal Fu Sect was only a small sect, it had been open for more than a hundred years. There are disciples who travel down the mountain and are quite famous, but they are invaded by an unknown monster, and the head of the sect, Zhao Feng, is dead, and the three elders Zhao Ling, Zhao Qing, Zhao Mo and more than a dozen disciples are dead. Only Zhao Yuyan, the daughter of the sect leader Zhao Feng, and some disciples survived, and the whereabouts of Zhao Yubo, the son of Zhao Feng, are unknown.

Monsters were rampant, and the major sects in Heiqi Prefecture immediately sent elite disciples to punish demons, and there was a storm for a while.

Not all the cultivators in this heaven and earth are high and high, and there are also many hidden in the human market to understand the hearts of heaven and the heart, and to realize the avenue of tranquility, hoping to break through the gate of the immortal path and the original god.

The business of Lingyuan Building is very good, and it is full. Everyone has a seat with food and drinks, or melons, fruits, and pastries with tea. This is the second floor, and the people who can come up here are all people with status, and they all seem to be waiting for something. After a while, a bell rang, and out of the room came a white-haired old man, although he was old, but he looked ruddy and in good spirits, and he rushed straight to a high table directly north of the building. After smiling and saluting the three parties, he cleared his accent and said: "Seeing that there are so many listeners here today, I must have heard about the things of this month, and today I will tell you about the things of this immortal family......"

He turned out to be a storyteller, but what he said was not about ordinary chivalrous people in the rivers and lakes, but about the immortals and gods in heaven and earth.

There was a slight commotion in the audience, and soon it calmed down again.

"Since Qianluomen Ye Qingxue chased down the head Jiang Liuyun with the power of one person a year ago, the immortal family has been in turmoil again. It is said that there is a Cangxue Mountain in my Heiqi Prefecture, and there is an immortal sect in the mountain called Xianfu Sect. More than 120 years after the establishment of the sect, the sect leader Zhao Feng has an extraordinary rune, which can transform all things in heaven and earth. There is a fiefdom in the forbidden land behind the mountain of this Immortal Fu Sect, which is rumored to be the place leading to the Netherworld...... The monster had a blue and black face, red spots, and a skinned skin as thin as a skeleton, vicious and cruel...... Kill all the immortal Daoists of the Immortal Fu Sect......"