"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the great monk's staff slammed into the white light curtain.

"Click!" a crack appeared in the thick white light curtain.

"Haha......" The great monk laughed wildly: "It's just a light curtain, don't try to trap me at all...... Uh......" As he spoke, the great monk was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the cracks that appeared on the white light curtain were slowly and automatically healing, and in the blink of an eye, the cracks disappeared.

"This light curtain actually has an automatic repair function!" The Great Monk's expression finally changed slightly.

Nangong Batian, who was standing below, sneered: "Xiaoliang, do it!"

"Yes!" Nangong nodded brightly, took out a command flag from his arms, and shook it lightly three times.

Countless wind blades suddenly appeared around him, quickly slashing towards the great monk in the air.

"Fellow Daoists, you can do it!" Nangong Liang shouted at the people behind him.

Everyone hurriedly released their magic weapons and attacked directly towards the great monk.

Nangong Batian put his hands behind his back and stood aside, without the slightest intention of making a move.

What a great monk, in the face of so many people's attacks, there was no trace of panic on his face, he picked up the magic staff, and fought with everyone.

An hour passed.

The great monk's face became more and more ugly, he had to guard against the wind blade of the magic circle on the one hand, and on the other hand, he still dealt with the attacks of everyone, and the mana in his body was consumed quite seriously, and if it continued like this, the great monk would be exhausted to death sooner or later.

Another hour has passed, and the attacks of Nangong Liang and the others are still fierce, without the slightest weakening, on the other hand, the strength of the great monk's counterattack is getting smaller and smaller.

No, I must find a way to break out of this magic array!" A trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the great monk, and with a flick of his hand, the magic staff rushed in the direction where Nangong Batian and the others were.

"What is he going to do?!" Nangong Liang showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Nangong Batian frowned, and suddenly his face changed: "It's not good, he wants to blow up the magic weapon by himself! Hide!" After speaking, Nangong Batian retreated to the back.

The others were startled and hurried away.

The "Bang !!" staff suddenly burst open, and a terrifying aura came out of the staff, instantly turning several Jindan stage immortal cultivators into ashes, and then swept away in the direction of Nangong Batian's escape.

With the self-explosion of the staff, the entire magic circle began to shake slightly, and countless cracks appeared in the white light curtain above the head, the staff of the great monk took hundreds of years to refine, and the materials selected were also extremely rare, plus it had been cultivated by the great monk for hundreds of years, and the power of the staff was absolutely amazing.

At this time, the great monk folded his hands, his lips moved slightly, and he recited a few words of magic, and a dazzling golden light burst out from the great monk's hands, and the golden light flew into the air and directly transformed into a huge fist.

The great monk gently spit out a word in his mouth: "Break!"

The fist of the golden light suddenly smashed into the white light curtain in the air.

With a muffled sound, the white light curtain that had already concealed the crack instantly shattered into a huge opening.

The great monk's body flickered, and he flew out of the broken mouth of the white light curtain: "Today's hatred, the old man will repay it ten times another day!" After saying this, the great monk quickly flew towards the southwest, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After the concerted counterattack of Nangong Batian, Lin San and the others, the terrifying aura of the staff's self-explosion was finally eliminated.

"Woo ......" Nangong Batian breathed a long sigh of relief: "It was too dangerous just now. ”

"Father, the great monk ran away. Nangong Liang's tone was a little regretful, he was going to trap the great monk to death in the magic circle, who would have thought that this great monk would actually blow up the magic weapon.

Nangong Batian looked at the severely damaged magic circle, and his face was very ugly: "I miscalculated today. ”

"Father, that great monk will definitely seek revenge on us in the future. Nangong Liang said worriedly.

"You don't have to worry, that great monk was seriously injured by us, and he won't heal in ten or eight years. Nangong Batian comforted.

After listening to Nangong Batian's words, Nangong Liang's heart settled down a little.

"Xiaoliang, you wait for me here, I'll do something and I'll be back soon. After speaking, as soon as Nangong Batian lifted his body, he flew towards the opposite peak.

Nangong Liang took out a bottle of healing elixir from his body and handed it out to the big guy.

This time it was definitely a vicious battle, there were a total of sixteen immortal cultivators when they came, and now there are less than ten people left who have survived, and several immortal cultivators have suffered serious internal injuries.

Lin San also suffered some minor injuries, but it was fine.

Half an hour later, Nangong Batian returned.

Lin San sensed that Nangong Batian was a little excited, and seemed to have encountered something happy.

"Alright, that's all done, let's go back. Nangong Batian beckoned everyone to get on the flying boat, and then, the flying boat returned to the Nangong family according to the original route.

......

On the flying boat.

A piece of the Chamber of Secrets.

Nangong Batian and Nangong Liang sat together and plotted something softly.

"Father, has the spirit tree arrived?" Nangong Liang couldn't help but ask.

Nangong Batian smiled slightly: "It's done, the root system of the spirit tree is very long, I took a lot of effort to dig it out, and when I return to the Nangong family, I will directly plant the spirit tree in the back mountain, and after a while, the aura of the Nangong family will become stronger, and you will get twice the result with half the effort if you cultivate again." As he spoke, Nangong Batian flicked his sleeves, and a crystal box appeared on the table, the lid of the box was transparent, and from the outside, it could be clearly seen that there was a small silver-white tree lying in the box, the leaves were all silver-white, and there were some strange patterns on the trunk.

"This is the Spirit Tree, why is it so small?" Nangong Liang asked suspiciously.

"Huh...... In order to make it easier to carry, I reduced the spirit tree, but in fact, the spirit tree is more than ten zhang high. Nangong Batian explained.

"I see. Nangong Liang's face showed a hint of abruptness.

After watching it for a while, Nangong Batian directly put away the spirit tree.

Nangong Liang picked up the teapot next to him and poured a cup of hot tea for Nangong Batian.

"Well, Xiaoliang, there's something I want to discuss with you. Nangong Batian said suddenly.

"What?" Nangong Liang put down the teapot and looked up at Nangong Batian.

Nangong Batian pondered for a moment: "The matter of our obtaining the Spirit Tree must not be leaked, otherwise it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"Father, what do you mean?" Nangong Liang's heart moved.

Nangong Batian glanced at Nangong Liang and gently spit out a few words: "For the sake of secrecy, I can only kill everyone outside." ”

Nangong Liang was stunned for a moment: "Father, there is no need for this, right? They don't know about the Spirit Tree at all!" The Jindan Stage Immortal cultivators outside were all invited by Nangong Liang, and a few of them were still very good friends with Nangong Liang, to be honest, Nangong Liang really didn't want to kill them.

"There is no impermeable wall in the world, they may not know now, but they will definitely know about this matter in the future, for the sake of safety, they must be killed!" Nangong Batian said coldly.

Nangong Liang frowned and did not speak.

"Xiao Liang, those who become big things have to be more vicious! I did this for the future of the Nangong family!" Nangong Batian said in a deep voice.

Nangong Liang pondered for a long time before he nodded: "Okay, just do what my father wants." ”

Nangong Batian nodded with satisfaction: "I'll leave this matter to you." After speaking, Nangong Batian's wrist flicked, and a small green bottle appeared in his palm: "This bottle contains an extremely vicious poison, you have to find a way to make those immortal cultivators in the Jindan stage take it." Nangong Batian's hand shook, and the small green bottle flew towards Nangong Liang.

Nangong Liang stretched out his hand to catch the small bottle and took a closer look: "The poison in it can really poison the immortal cultivators of the Golden Pill Stage?"

"The poison in this bottle is refined by me with one hundred and eight of the most poisonous poisons in the world, not to mention the immortal cultivators of the Jindan stage, even if the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage take it, their bodies will fester, and they will die of death. "Nangong Batian is very confident in the poison he has refined.

When my father said that, I was relieved. Nangong Liang carefully put away the small bottle.

"It's okay, you just go out first, I'm going to meditate and heal." Nangong Batian sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Father, your injuries are okay, right?" Nangong Liang asked worriedly.

Nangong Batian smiled: "It's okay, it's just that the natal magic weapon was destroyed by the great monk, which made my mind suffer some trauma, and I will be healed after a period of rest." ”

"Then father, rest, I'll go out first. Nangong Liang said hello, turned around and left the secret room.

"Woo ......" Nangong Batian exhaled a breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to meditate, just now Nangong Batian lied, he was seriously injured, several meridians in his body were destroyed, and the mana was only two percent, due to the destruction of the natal magic weapon, Nangong Batian's mind was also hit hard, if it weren't for Nangong Batian taking a few healing pills, it is estimated that he would not have been able to hold on for a long time, according to his current condition, without a year and a half of time, it is difficult to recover to his heyday.

......

At night.

Nangong Liang set up a sumptuous banquet in the living room and invited all the Jindan stage immortal cultivators who helped the enemy.

Because Nangong Batian was physically inconvenient, he did not attend.

Nangong Liang sat on the main seat and held a glass of wine: "Come, I'll toast everyone!"

The Jindan stage immortal cultivators sitting on both sides hurriedly picked up their wine glasses and drank them all.

Lin San picked up the wine glass, and just wanted to drink it, the corner of his eyes suddenly swept to a strange situation, just now Nangong Liang took advantage of everyone's inattention, and poured out the wine in the cup, Lin San was stunned for a moment, and secretly wondered in his heart: This Nangong Liang is so good, how did he pour out the wine? Could it be ...... Suddenly, Lin San thought of something, his expression suddenly froze, and then he put down the wine glass.

"Huh, Lin Daoyou, why don't you drink?" Nangong Liang asked in surprise.

"Oh, don't hide it from Nangong Daoyou, I've been unwell lately, so I can't drink. Lin San explained.

"Huh...... I see that Lin Daoyou's complexion is quite full, huh?" Nangong Liang said with a smile.

Lin San shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm a strong outsider...... Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem......" As he spoke, Lin San suddenly coughed a few times.

"If you don't drink, I'll drink!" A Chinese character sitting next to Lin San directly snatched the wine glass in front of Lin San, tilted his neck and poured the wine into his mouth: "It's really good wine!"