Chapter Thirty-Eight: Jasmine's Phantom

Worst!

The perpetrators have gone and returned!

The four people in the hall were all shocked.

However, it is superfluous to say anything at this time.

The old man, who was originally dying, suddenly stretched his arm, supported half of his body like a return to the light, and said, "Come into the fairy palace! ”

"Old fellow, you still have to be reckless after dying once, if you give the key to this sect earlier, wouldn't it be much easier?"

The cold voice said again.

Immediately, there were three more people in the main hall.

The first was a young man in a green robe, with a cold face and cold eyes. On its left side, there is a swordsman with a long sword on his back, who is just as cold on the outside, but he is cold and cold with no regard for life. On the right, there is a woman in purple in her early twenties, with a strange appearance and eyebrows and eyes.

As soon as the three of them entered, the aura in the hall suddenly tightened, as if a behemoth had squeezed into a small space.

He Yi understood that it was coercion from the strong.

"Xuan Wuji, I'm in vain...... With you, Xuanyuan Sect has always had well water and no river water, but you slaughtered me all over the house for just one token!"

burst

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and let out a low cry, and a faint primordial spirit phantom floated out, igniting a raging fire.

Genshin Fire!

For the sake of the inheritance of the Taoist system, even if the form and spirit are destroyed, they will not hesitate!

This dedication is the deep affection of a cultivator for his thousands of years of master.

"Ah Jian, give you two breaths of time. Xuan Wuji said coldly.

"Yes, Sect Master. The swordsman replied and took two steps forward.

That's it, it's gone.

He Yi's heart sank, although he had quietly opened the White Cloud Immortal Palace, but time seemed to be insufficient.

swish

A small silver light flashed away, and the old man's burning spirit suddenly froze.

The next moment, the phantom of the primordial spirit dispersed like sand.

The old man, die.

"Giggles. The woman in purple smiled charmingly and said to He Yidao.

"Little brother, give the key to Asgard to my sister, and my sister promises not to embarrass you. ”

At this moment, she seemed to use her flattery, making him almost nod in agreement.

Fortunately, He Yi is not a person who can't resist temptation after all.

Still, he nodded.

"You...... Are you sure you'll let the three of us go?"

At this time, it can drag on for a second.

"Of course, my sister won't lie. The woman in purple laughed.

"Alright, less wordy!"

The leader was a little impatient. Perhaps worried that something would happen, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a burst of suction came towards He Yi.

Damn it!

Possess an absolute advantage, and still be so cautious!

He Yi scolded secretly.

Since the old man's transmission, he has been trying to open the Asgard Palace. However, perhaps the key to the Vientiane Immortal was too powerful, and he couldn't succeed for a while.

Despite trying his best to delay, it seemed that the Xuanyuan Sect Master in front of him did not intend to give them a chance.

The huge suction force came, and He Yi was sucked out half a zhang away at once.

In the face of a huge gap, resistance is meaningless.

Suddenly, his body lightened, and the suction disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A layer of golden light enveloped him, as well as the two people behind him.

The golden glow on the fat man's hand faded, revealing that the mask was from his hand. He hurriedly said: "Quick, open the White Cloud Immortal Palace, my magic weapon won't last long!"

"Look for death!"

Xuan Wuji's eyes were cold, and the killing machine burst out.

Airplanes~

A big blue hand appeared out of thin air and slapped it hard.

Kara~

Several cracks appeared in the golden light shield in an instant. The ground of the Cangming Hall was also shattered into several pieces.

Hurry! Hurry!

He Yi held the white jade token, and the true yuan kept pouring in.

However, the token was like a bottomless abyss, and there was no reaction.

Seeing that the light mask was not directly shattered, the three of Xuanyuanzong were shocked on the spot.

"What a magic weapon!" Xuan Wuji said sincerely.

Pity......

Boom~

In the second palm, the strength is three points heavier. The cracks on the mask went from a few to dozens.

It's not broken yet!

Sect Master Xuan was secretly shocked.

What is this thing, it can't even be directly shattered with the full force of the big handprint in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods!

Not only them, but even He Yi and Yun Sui were shocked.

Chang Le is worthy of being the son of the general of the Galaxy Empire, and he really made an extraordinary move.

Although shocked, He Yi didn't have the leisure to think too much at this time. The token of the White Cloud Immortal Palace was still unresponsive, and the passage of the True Yuan made him more and more worried.

With just one more palm, the mask shattered.

"He Yi, with his mind, with his mind!" Yun Xuan flashed and hurriedly urged.

Thought?

Thought!

Airplanes~

Mahamudra is formed for the third time.

This ordinary spell, under the supreme cultivation, is also a terrifying means that is enough to destroy a heaven and earth! As long as the palm of the hand is slapped down, the three of them and the light mask will be smashed to pieces.

Thought!

He tried to calm his anxious mood at the moment, trying to concentrate his thoughts and push open the door of the White Cloud Immortal Palace.

The big handprints were pressed down inch by inch, and the ground that had been photographed into powder and sunk seemed to tremble slightly.

All this is said slowly, but in fact, since Xuan Wuji entered the main hall, it has only taken a dozen breaths. Under the crisis, He Yi's will was squeezed to the extreme, and finally before the palm of his hand was patted, he sensed an incomparably huge gate of the Immortal Palace.

Push it away, push it away!

Hum, click, click......

The invisible door in his consciousness slowly opened a crack, and a small white light appeared in front of He Yi.

Rumble!

The huge palm of the hand made contact with the light mask, and in the next moment, the light mask shattered into a cloud of petals and sprinkled down.

Looking at the big hands that were clapped and the cracks in the door that slowly opened, his heart fell to the bottom.

It's too late......

Chang Le was standing beside him, and what he saw, the fat man could naturally see.

The fat man's face was full of tangled looks.

It's not that he doesn't have treasures, but this kind of thing that is used once less than once, he wants to keep it and use it all. After all, saving his mother is the purpose of his trip.

But...... Little by little, the giant palm came closer.

No, if you don't use it again, you can't save your life!

A terrible coercion came from the pavement, setting off a gust of wind. Chang Le took out an oil-paper umbrella when he couldn't make a difference, and when he was about to open it, a mutation protruded!

"He Yi, hurry up!"

Yun Xuan snorted lightly and waved his palm towards Xuan Wuji's big handprint!

Like a grain of sand, crashing into a cannonball.

"Don't!"

He Yi's eyes widened, and the world suddenly darkened, and even his heartbeat froze.

Xuan Wuji, but he turned into an immortal! Even the old man was killed by him!

Is that all she has......

Ahhh

A pinch of pain made his eyes red, and it was very uncomfortable.

Click......

As if sensing his anxious mood, the immortal gate accelerated and pushed open. However, it is still a little slower than the big mudra.

Everyone seemed to have seen the scene of Yun Xuan turning into ashes under the big handprint.

However, this scene did not happen!

Boom~

The huge illusory palm touched a pair of jade hands with Yun Xuan, but it did not crush the past without pause as everyone imagined, but instantly froze!

On the surface of Yun Xuan's body, a faint white flower bone phantom appeared, quietly blooming under the palm of a hand that was enough to smash the entire palace and even a mountain.

It was a jasmine, white and flawless, unparalleled.

The familiar scent of jasmine filled the hall, and He Yi's world suddenly turned from a verge of collapse to a spring blossom.

She's fine, she's okay!

He just wanted to laugh, but unexpectedly, the big handprint pressed down, and Yun Xuan couldn't bear it after all, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell into his arms.

The bright jasmine is more ephemeral than the epiphany, and it only exists for a moment before it is annihilated in the wind.

Baiyun Immortal Palace, opened.

The big handprint had dissipated, and He Yi didn't care about anything else, picked up Yun Xuan and jumped into the cracked immortal gate.

Chang Le followed, and by the time Ah Jian's sword aura struck, the three of them had already disappeared into the main hall. The white light gate also slowly shrank until it disappeared.

Xuan Wuji's chest rose and fell violently, obviously unable to accept such a fact.

He was careful enough! He didn't even give He Yi a chance to stall!

However, they ran away.

The three juniors who were not in the Jindan period actually escaped safely under his three palms! If this spreads, I am afraid that he will become the laughing stock of the entire Beihai!

"Damn!"

He raised his arms and roared, and the hall collapsed, and the entire island trembled violently.

Seeing that he was angry, the woman in purple stood aside and did not dare to speak.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?" The swordsman asked in a low voice.

"Wait!" Xuan Wuji gritted his teeth and said, "If you go in from here, you have to come out from here." This sect wants to see what kind of appearance the immortal mansion of the Vientiane Immortal can cultivate the three humble ants!"

Let them run away now, and then kill them again and grab everything they got in Asgard!