Chapter 712: The Arrogant Red Aya

The monks were dumbfounded, the yellow light was full of aura, obviously there was an old monster in the infancy, but such a master was actually chased embarrassed, and everyone couldn't help but feel a chill.

There was a look of fear in his eyes, and he looked at it with trembling like the red horse behind him, could it be a powerful demon beast in the transformation period?

Apart from such a monster, the monks really couldn't think of anything else in this world that could force the Yuan Infant Stage master to such a down-and-out state!

Thorn ......

The sound of tearing cloth brocade came to my ears. From that red horse, a dazzling pillar of light shot out, about the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, and it caught up with the yellow rainbow like a lightning speed.

Boom!

The yellow light flashed, and the monk in the rainbow actually failed to dodge, although the body protection aura was not dispersed, but the demonic energy around the body quickly dimmed.

Lin Xuan squinted, his steps couldn't help but move back a little more, and the faces of the others were equally ugly, and after a few breaths, with an exclamation, the yellow light fell to the ground like a meteor and fell into the crowd.

The brilliance converged, revealing the face of an old man.

White hair and white beard, but skin as white as jade. Dressed in an apricot yellow robe, it looks quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

However, at this moment, his expression was full of panic, and the red blood stains on the corners of his mouth were even more dazzling.

Although he was embarrassed, the demonic power emitted by his body was still terrifying, he was indeed a monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, and among the people, some people even recognized the name of this old man.

"Huangmu Zhenren!"

"Hey, isn't this the Yellow Wood real person of the Hanging Sky Cliff?"

"Oh my God, I heard that this senior advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage a hundred years ago, and his cultivation is extremely profound, how can he ......?"

"Idiot, don't you feel the aura in the red horse training behind you, it's even more powerful. As the saying goes, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, not to mention the old monster in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and it is not an invincible existence. ”

"Shhh, you want to find death when you say this, we can criticize the predecessors of the Yuan Infant Stage, be careful to throw your life here. ”

......

All kinds of sounds came into his ears, but Huang Mu Zhenren was in no mood to pursue it, and looked up at the flying rainbow, his face was full of solemnity.

The red light was extremely fast, and it fell in a blink of an eye. The people around them shouted, and they dispersed as if frightened.

The aura flashed, and all kinds of shields were sacrificed.

However, the brilliance was restricted, and what was revealed inside was not a terrifying demon beast, but a picturesque female cultivator.

Dressed in red, her skin is as white as jade, and her facial features are extremely exquisite, she is actually a rare stunning beauty, but her eyes contain a faint evil spirit.

Red Silk Fairy!

Lin Xuan sighed and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

I didn't expect to meet this woman here, Lin Xuan didn't want to meet her, otherwise it might cause some trouble.

Fortunately, there were a lot of monks here, and most of the energy of the Red Silk Fairy was involved by the old man who came first, so naturally he would not notice Lin Xuan's whereabouts.

With just a slight sweep of her consciousness, she concentrated on the body of the yellow-robed old man, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, a snow-bright flying knife had been sacrificed.

"Stop!"

Huang Mu Zhenren was shocked, and hurriedly propped up the body protection aura: "You woman, you are so bold, you have arrived at the Holy Land of Pishan Mountain, and you are still working the old man, aren't you afraid of violating the rules of the conference and becoming a public enemy of the immortal cultivation world?"

"What kind of rules, do you think that talking nonsense can make this fairy let you go?"

How can the red silk fairy be a person who will be intimidated, the jade hand stretched out, as if it was slow and urgent, and gently pointed forward, the flying knife trembled, and a large piece of spiritual light burst out from above, flashed, and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, it turned into a red lightning bolt and appeared in front of the old man.

Huang Mu Zhenren was shocked, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes rolled sharply, he opened his mouth, and spewed out a blood arrow several feet long.

After the shield was absorbed, it suddenly became thicker, and it forcibly blocked the lightning that slashed down.

And taking advantage of this time, the old man hurriedly reached into his arms, and tore off a certain ornament hanging on his chest, which was more than two inches long, and the dead wood of Huang Sangsang appeared on his fingertips.

"Hurry!"

The old man pointed at this wood, and played several spells in a row, injecting the demonic power of his body into it. With a bloody aura, the dead wood swelled to a certain extent, and struck fiercely towards the flying knife. Two treasures are entangled.

"Whew, Whew......"

A heavy breath like a beast came to his ears, and the old man began to use the demonization technique, his eyes turned green, sharp horns several inches long grew to his forehead, and a few fangs turned out of the corners of his mouth, and with these changes, his mana also began to grow wildly!

However, Hong Aya was unmoved, there was even a faint hint of mockery on her beautiful face, and her jade hand stretched out, drawing a Taiji diagram in mid-air, and slammed it towards the other party......

Rumble!

The surrounding monks were dumbfounded, not to mention the low-level monks in the Spiritual Movement Period and the Foundation Building Period, it was the more than ten "masters" of the Ning Dan Period, who also seemed to be petrified at this moment, how could they have ever seen this level of fighting methods?

Shocked and frightened, he hurriedly flashed hundreds of feet away...... I'm afraid of being affected!

"Brother Zhang, who is this red-clothed fairy who is sacred, how come I have never heard of it before!" A somewhat panicked voice came into his ears, Lin Xuan turned his head, but it was a bald-headed immortal cultivator with an ordinary face, and this person's cultivation had also reached the Ning Dan stage.

"I haven't seen it either, it's really a bit strange that this fairy can overwhelm Huang Mu Zhenren. I'm afraid that he is already a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and his appearance is so good, there is no reason for him to be so infamous. "The person who spoke was about his early thirties, dressed in white, and dressed like a Confucian immortal cultivator.

......

At the same time, the other monks around him also whispered, for them, the experience of the day was too bizarre, and there was a faint excitement in their fearful eyes.

There is envy and fear, but there are actually a lot of people who gloat, and it is not only for Huang Mu Zhenren.

When Lin Xuan saw it, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, a familiar voice came into his ears.

"Brother Lin, this woman may be the same as Daoyou, she is an ascetic. ”

Lin Xuan turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Song who had arrived with him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but squeeze out a smile: "Oh, how can you see it?"

In order to avoid the bloody rain and bloody wind to add unstable factors to the conference, the conference has rules, no matter what enmity the two sides have, they cannot fight within a radius of twenty miles, Huang Mu Zhenren fled here, presumably to seek the protection of this rule, it stands to reason that even if this woman is an immortal cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant, there is no reason to completely ignore the regulations of the conference, unless she is also an ascetic cultivator who does not ask about the world like a Taoist friend. Zhang Song muttered and analyzed.