The "Yang Evil Blood Yin" magic skill is really powerful, Zhang Huban in the sea of blood suddenly feels like he is deep in the hell of Shura, everywhere is blood red, everywhere is surrounded by unjust ghosts, countless terrible ghosts are coming towards him. The viscous blood-like liquid kept corroding Zhang Hu's clothes. Fortunately, with the protection of the Colorful Immortal Armor, this extremely corrosive mucus could not cause any damage to Zhang Huban's body. However, this is only temporary, the slime is constantly devouring the light of the colorful fairy armor, and the light of the colorful fairy armor is slowly dimming. Maybe it won't be long before even this last talisman magic weapon will disintegrate, Zhang Huban sighed helplessly, it seems that he is really going to die here. With no choice, Zhang Huban began to calmly release the Yuan Infant in his body, but this move made him vomit blood again, but his eyes were more determined. Zhang Huban is not such an easy person to admit defeat, even if he wants to die, he has to inflict heavy losses on his opponent, and he wants the enemy to pay a heavy price. The incomparably precious primordial infant in the body of a cultivator is precisely the last lethal weapon in the eyes of Zhang Huban at this time.

In the cultivation realm, some defeated and captured cultivators would often resort to self-destruction in order to avoid suffering greater humiliation, destroying themselves and inflicting heavy losses on their enemies. Zhang Huban is a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the power of self-explosion should not be underestimated. Of course, with Ling Daozi's absolute advantage now, he could completely kill Zhang Huban before he blew himself up. However, Ling Daozi's mind was far more than killing Zhang Huban. What he wanted to do most was to slowly torture Zhang Huban to achieve the goal of destroying Zhang Huban's body and capturing his infant at the same time. This is also the reason why Ling Daozi still did not get close easily when he suffered such a heavy blow on the shore of Zhang Lake, and used the technique of besieging the sea of blood. What he was afraid of was Zhang Huban's desperate gamble and the Jedi counterattacked.

Generally speaking, after being forced out of the body for unavoidable reasons, the Yuan Infant in the body is easily controlled by others, and it is impossible to have any power to fight back. However, Zhang Sanfeng, the material of Tianzhong, unexpectedly opened up a new way and created a "Yuan Infant Explosion Flame" killing technique, which can allow Yuan Ying to still exert a powerful explosion after leaving the body.

Ling Daozi thought that he was extremely shrewd, especially this Blood Soul Bead, which was refined from the essence blood of thousands of boys and girls, and he could see everything in his eyes. After seeing Zhang Huban release the Yuan Infant in his body, Ling Daozi immediately realized Zhang Huban's intentions, "Hehe, Lao Dao is afraid that you will explode and spoil the Yuan Baby, I didn't expect this kid to be delusional to come to the Yuan Baby, and if he wants to escape, there is no door." The old blood banner is missing a powerful main soul, Yuan Ying, it's really a good thing. Ling Daozi was secretly happy in his heart, his eyes showed a greedy look, and his bloody hand suddenly skyrocketed, stretching out into the blood mist. However, he was wrong!

"Ha!ha!" Grabbing the Yuan Infant by Zhang Lake, Ling Daozi looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, "Boy, I want your soul to be tormented by purgatory at night!" However, as soon as the words fell, Ling Daozi immediately felt that things had changed, and the Yuan Infant in his hand was like a dead thing, and he couldn't feel a trace of temperature and soul fluctuations.

In the midst of doubt, suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded, "Haha, the demon Dao will die!", the original dead Yuanying suddenly flashed with golden light.

"Boy, ...... you" Before Ling Daozi's words were finished, the Yuan Ying in his hand suddenly exploded, and suddenly the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and Ling Daozi's strong body in the distraction period could not withstand such a powerful explosion, and it was instantly blown up to the flesh and blood. Yuan Ying, who barely escaped, was also injured, stumbled, did not dare to stay for a while, and fled the scene quickly. This place in Guizhou is a place where evil is rampant, if they see Ling Daozi such a high-level Yuan Infant, they will definitely eat it quickly.

The powerful force of the explosion continued, and the surrounding rocks and trees were swept away as if they were destroyed. Zhang Huban was already extremely weak, and the protective power of the Colorful Immortal Armor was gradually weakening. After the explosion of Yuanying, the colorful immortal armor finally released its last burst of light, and did its best to protect Zhang Huban. Without the protection of the colorful immortal armor, Zhang Huban's surname was in danger. Just as Zhang Huban closed his eyes and was about to meet death, suddenly, the Yasaka Qiongquyu hanging on his neck actually released a burst of violent light in an instant, covering Zhang Huban in the light, and the power driven by the Yuanying explosion and the light emitted by the Yasaka Qiongquyu collided violently, and the sound became even more intense. Poor Zhang Huban had already passed out, and in the violent impact, he whistled away from his place and disappeared.

Eventually, everything fell silent, but the explosion was devastated, and a huge hole suddenly sprouted from the rocky mountain, and almost half of the surrounding small peaks were cut off.

White Tiger, Crane, Fox, Withered Leaves...... The Wudang disciples and demon beasts who arrived were stunned by what they saw in front of them, and a trace of familiar spiritual power was still lingering here, but the ancestor had disappeared. Wudang disciples such as dead trees and dead leaves really couldn't imagine what was going on here, but how could the white tiger, who was already in the realm of cultivating gods, not know what was going on when he saw this. Huge tears flowed from the eyes of the king of the forest, and irrepressible anger and sadness welled up in his heart.

Suddenly, the white light flashed, and the white tiger disappeared from everyone's sight. "Master!!" the tiger's roar was sad and sad, spreading for thousands of miles, and a powerful momentum rose to the sky. caused the foxes and beasts to tremble in shock.

Everyone rushed towards the place where the tiger roared, only to see that the big man transformed by the white tiger was holding the Ziyan Sword in both hands, kneeling on the ground, looking up to the sky and howling, tears gushing out like a column of water.

A great sense of uneasiness crept over the hearts of the people, as if the sky was about to fall.

"This is the Purple Flame Sword of the Ancestral Master!" exclaimed Withered Leaf. didn't care about the identity of the white tiger's senior, grabbed the white tiger's thick shoulders with an anxious face, and asked eagerly: "Senior White Tiger, what happened here, why is there such a huge destruction, why is the ancestral master's Ziyan Sword here?"

"Master, master, he's gone!" said such a heroic master of the White Tiger, almost crying.

"What! How is this possible? This is impossible! Tell me it's not true! White Tiger, you tell me it's not true!" Withered Leaf was shocked in his heart, his eyes were red, he kept shaking the tiger's body, and his hands were bursting with green tendons because of excitement, even if he was in the cultivation of the White Tiger's recuperation period, he felt a little pain, but the white tiger, who was in extreme sadness, longed for the pain to come more intensely. He has lived with Zhang Huban for a hundred years, although he is the master and servant, he has long been far better than the master and servant, and Zhang Huban's behavior of accepting the fox as an apprentice has made the white tiger regard Zhang Huban as a dear and respectful person in this life. Unexpectedly, this dear and respectful Zhang Huban left like this. Feeling the slightest fairy spirit left here by the shore of Zhang Lake, how can it not make the white tiger grief.

"It's true, everything here is caused by the owner, and the owner blew himself up!" The white tiger spit out such a sentence with difficulty.

"What!"

"What!"

“.......”

"Master!"

"Master Zu!"

The sad voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and all the people knelt on the ground crying silently, and the weak Meihu was crying to death.

The moon climbed up the mountain, but the people still knelt on the ground and refused to get up for a long time.

"Let's go!" Finally, the white tiger collected his grief and persuaded everyone bitterly.

No matter how sad he is, he can't get back his ancestor, and he can't get back that affectionate and friendly master. Helpless, the Wudang disciples and demon beasts could only stand up with sad faces.

"Come back to the Xuanwu Immortal Realm with us! When the ancestor was alive, he once said that he would arrange you to cultivate in the Xuanwu Immortal Realm!"

Zhang Huban's decision to take the crowd back to the Xuanwu Wonderland, the fox didn't know yet. It's okay not to say the dead leaves, so the foxes are sad again, and they feel the great kindness and love of Zhang Lake, and they cry again.

Although it was Zhang Huban's intention before his death, cultivating in the Xuanwu Immortal Realm was indeed something they had always dreamed of. But at a moment like today, the foxes shook their heads one after another. Hu Jingjing had tears in her eyes, and stepped forward and said: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that I and the sisters don't want to leave the Wuling Cave Mansion, which is the cave mansion that the master has worked so hard to arrange for us, and it is close to here, so we often come to visit the master." After speaking, Hu Jingjing almost couldn't cry.

Seeing that all the foxes looked resolute, the withered leaves knew that persuasion was useless, and they felt the love and righteousness of the foxes. Said sincerely: "Okay then, Wudang and Xuanwu Wonderland will always welcome you!"

"Thank you, Dao Chief!"

Before leaving, the white tiger arranged a large formation here and hid this place.

In the territory of Xuanwu Immortal, the disciples of Wudang gathered together, and Song Feng was also present, all with heavy faces.

"Mingde, order the disciples of Wudang to pay close attention to whether there are any remnants of the Qingcheng Sect in the world, and if they find it, report it in time!" Withered Leaf said to Song Feng with a murderous face.

"Yes," Song Feng replied respectfully. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "It's just that Master Zu still has some friends in the world, and I don't know how to inform Master Zu of his passing?"

The withered leaf was silent for a while, and said: "For the time being, I will first tell some of the people closest to Master Zu that Master Zu has retreated and cultivated, and Master Tai is still in the world, notify her to come back, since Master Zu is no longer there, there is no need for her to cultivate in the world anymore!"

"Yes" the crowd fell silent again...... Longtou Mountain, where the Qingcheng Sect once cultivated, a stunning woman knelt on the ground, crying to death, and the Taoist priest standing behind her was also full of sadness.

This woman was Hu Xin, who had heard the bad news, and behind her was the dead leaf who accompanied her.

"Master Tai, you have been crying here all night, Master Tai has a spirit in the sky, and I don't want to see you so sad and painful, let's go back to Wudang, Wudang still needs your leadership?"

The Wudang disciples did not despise themselves as a demon beast at all because of Zhang Huban's departure, which made Hu Xin very moved, but at this time, Hu Xin was not in the mood to experience this touch. Zhang Huban's departure made Hu Xin feel as if the sky had fallen, as if life had no meaning.

"I will accompany Master here from now on, you go back, Wudang will please you!" Hu Xin said resolutely.

(To be continued)