Lan Feng watched as the strange young man's face began to wrinkle, and he felt a little heartache. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is it irretrievable? Actually, ......"

"Don't say any more, are you going to make me go to ashes?" Ah Fei's voice began to become hoarse.

Lan Feng stood there stunned, he knew that the result was already doomed, frowning slightly, he threw the round jade plaque around his waist.

The Horcrux spun rapidly in the air, Ah Fei's eyes lit up, and in an instant, the body on the ground had become a pair of skins, and then turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.

"Thank you. ”

Lan Feng bowed slightly to the ashes that were gone with the wind, and then reached out and grabbed it, and the Horcrux fell into his hand again, and he grabbed it tightly.

He turned his gaze and stared at the pot-bellied monk who was smiling viciously, and his expression gradually became indifferent.

The monk also seemed to have discovered something, turned his head and glanced at Lan Feng strangely, and when he noticed the Horcrux in Lan Feng's hand, his pupils shrank sharply.

"You have this?"

Lan Feng's expression was as usual, and he said coldly: "The soul bead is the master, the ten thousand ghosts listen to the order, the earth is shocking, the blasphemy of the immortal Dao, there is no forgiveness!"

"Boom ......"

All of a sudden, the sky was dark again, and black clouds began to gather in the sky above, and the atmosphere became eerie.

The big-bellied monk bared his teeth, and the palm that was originally slowly slapped down suddenly sped up several times.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling in the sky above, and in an instant, the sound was close at hand.

"Blasphemy...... Ditch...... Immortal Daoist ...... Kill ......"

The big-bellied monk's body trembled suddenly, and a huge head appeared in front of him.

The appearance of this head is no different from Lan Feng, but it is obviously not Lan Feng, because Lan Feng's expression at this time is also very surprised.

"Uh......" Rising up was a huge body.

"You have angered my master, go and die. ”

A huge, fiery red palm stretched out from underneath the body.

Zuo Xiang, who was already close to despair, saw this palm the moment he saw it, his eyes widened in surprise, and he said incredulously: "This is ...... Ghost hands?"

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang that shook the valley.

The big-bellied monk's pupils suddenly dilated, and his hideous expression suddenly returned to calm, which looked a little kind.

......

There was a dead silence all around, and the monks, even mortals, who were originally at a loss for what to do, did not know what this huge figure was, but it saved the lives of all of them.

"Boom!"

As the pot-bellied monk fell, the wind stopped, and the snow stopped, followed by everyone's cheers.

"Who's that, so powerful?"

"The savior, must be the savior, only the savior can have such ability!"

"Oh my God, I can't imagine ......"

Lan Feng had a relieved smile on his face, but then, his smile suddenly froze.

Stretching out his hand, there was a crystal clear purple jade lying in the palm of his hand, which was full of sharp edges and corners, and if he was not careful, it would become a sharp weapon to hurt people.

"Everything is fine, except for your ......"

Lan Feng clenched his fists.

Drops of bright red blood flowed down his fingers, accompanied by a tear from the corner of his eye, falling on the snowy ground.

"I protected all the important people...... Apart from...... You ......"

Lan Feng's fist clenched even tighter, a gust of wind blew, he looked up at the dark sky, smiled palely, and walked forward without looking back.

The huge figure in the sky faded, and the dark clouds began to disperse, revealing a fiery sunset.

Eventually, the figure turned into a round jade plaque, floating quietly behind Lan Feng, drifting away as he walked away.

He ...... It turned out to be the master of the savior?"

"Mighty immortals, please accept our kneeling!"

"The immortals are above, and today's life-saving grace will be remembered in our hearts and will never be forgotten!"

......

Lan Feng's body trembled slightly, took another step forward, and suddenly stopped.

You must know that in the cultivation realm, a monk who has not turned into an immortal is not qualified to be called an immortal, and this title is an absolute affirmation for him.

"How many of you are cultivating immortals for the sake of cultivating immortals? How many of you are cultivating immortals for the sake of cultivating the Dao?"

After a moment of silence, Lan Feng turned around, glanced at everyone, and chuckled, "How many people are cultivating immortals for the sake of cultivating the mind?"

Sighing lightly, he smiled bitterly, "I'm just a monk in the clutch period, and I don't deserve to be called an immortal." ”

The cheers stopped.

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Lan Feng shook his head and turned around again.

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk, brother, let's go. ”

Lan Feng stretched out his hand, and the Horcrux landed in his palm.

Facing the sunset, he left gorgeously.

The monks behind him did not get up, they watched Lan Feng's figure gradually disappear on the horizon, and knelt down again.

"Ability has nothing to do with cultivation, we admire you, because your courage is incomparable to that of an immortal stage cultivator!"

Zuo Xiang looked at Lan Feng's figure, and couldn't help nodding and said, "It's worthy of being the old man's good apprentice!"

......

The sky gradually darkened, everyone began to leave one after another, and when Wu Hai was getting up, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

He frowned, looked up slightly, and saw only a middle-aged man, staring at him with a smile.

"Elder Wu, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, don't come unharmed?"

Wu Hai was heartbroken, but he still forced a smile, and pretended to be calm: "The old man has never seen you, why don't you say that you are fine?"

"Heh, you really don't remember me? Wu Hai. ”

With a slight wave of the middle-aged man's hand, the skin on his face began to change, turning into a skinny old man.

"You ......"

Wu Hai's body went limp, sat down on the ground, and swallowed his saliva fiercely.

"The Zuo clan who was brutally killed by you and this good apprentice back then, can you remember it when you say this?"

Zuo Xiangyi grabbed the surprised Mu Xi on the side.

"Yes...... It's you ......."

Mu Xi's face was full of horror, and he said in a panic: "You...... Aren't you dead?"

"Heh, you're not called Master anymore. ”

"You're not ......" Mu Xi was about to resist, Wu Hai's face turned pale, he covered his mouth, trembled to the ground, and said in a low voice: "The old patriarch is angry, you have misunderstood." ”

"Misunderstanding?Okay, then I want to hear it, let's go, go back first!"

Luo Yan, the true monarch of the alliance who was puzzled on the side, finally understood, and seeing that Zuo Xiang was about to leave, he hurriedly rushed out, grabbed Zuo Xiang's leg, and said, "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I also ask the old patriarch to let go of my family's venerable." ”

"Haha, the old man is not a person who holds grudges, but he is not a nosy person either, you go back to live in your old age. ”

After Zuo Xiang finished speaking, he waved his hand to open Luo Yan's hand, grabbed Mu Xi and Wu Hai and left quickly.

Luo Yan frowned, and with an idea, he shouted loudly: "Patriarch, the Alliance Venerable is Lan Feng's eldest brother......"

He only saw Zuo Xiang turn his head suddenly, and he couldn't see any expression clearly because of the distance, but he heard something that made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alas, if you make trouble for Lao Tzu, for the sake of his face, I will help you once......"

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