Chapter 679: Elder Taishang?

"Dry old man!"

Feng Wuya was the first to come back to his senses, seeing that the old man was injured, and then seeing that Ling Wutian was suppressed by Zhang Yan, his life and death were unknown, and his face was extremely difficult to look at.

The faces of the elders were also terrifyingly gloomy.

Originally, this Ling family, as the envoy of the Jiehai Cloud City this time, came to propose marriage by the way, but Feng Wuya and the others could only agree because of the strength of the Ling family, and they could only sacrifice their beloved disciples, and it was a great joy to be able to climb the Ling family.

Now if something happens to Ling Wutian and Qianlao, Qingyunmen will be inescapable.

It's just that at this moment, they don't dare to make the slightest move.

The existence that can seriously injure the old man, with their cultivation, stepping forward is just sending them to death.

Even if it is the wind without bounds, with the help of the Xuanling Pill sent by the people of the Ling family recently, it is a breakthrough in the Xuanling Period, and it is useless to make a rash move.

Even if he broke through to the Xuanling Stage in his early years, and his cultivation was already at the peak of the Xuanling Stage, Feng Buting could only stand there with a gloomy face.

Everyone's eyes fell on the void where the old man flew out upside down before.

Airplanes!

The moment the old man stood firmly, the void suddenly let out a dull roar, the space trembled, and a palm-sized figure burst out, faster than lightning.

Boom!

Before everyone could react, the muffled sound of flesh sounded again.

Originally.

At the moment when the void roared, the old man was already retreating.

At the same time, in front of him, a white and a blue light and shadow similar to the Taiji diagram appeared out of thin air, like a spiritual shield, defending him tightly.

It's just that.

The muffled sound fell, and the light and shadow were already fragmented.

His body, like a deflated ball, fell to the ground, and he was sluggish.

Sou!

Click!

Before everyone present could react, the sound of breaking the sky, the figure that shot out from the void exploded, swept out again, and hit the old man's dantian, and in a blink of an eye, the dantian was already broken.

The crisp sound made everyone present shiver.

That small figure, so far, even if it is the wind without bounds, I haven't been able to see it clearly.

Even if it is a divine sense, it can only catch a faint trajectory.

Hiss......

There was a roar, and everyone followed the voice, and they were all stunned.

What appeared there was a pale blue kitten the size of a palm, with lilac cat eyes and fluffy claws, walking leisurely, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"What kind of spirit beast is this?"

Feng Wuya and Feng Buting stared at the little demon cat, and their eyes shrank suddenly.

This little thing in front of them gave them an extremely dangerous aura.

And at this moment, the little demon cat, who was originally staring at Qianlao, turned his head sharply and stared at Feng Buting.

Feng Buting's complexion changed suddenly, as if he sensed something, the wind under his feet burst away, and then his body was blurred again and disappeared in mid-air.

And the little demon cat that was originally strolling leisurely has long disappeared there.

Bang bang......

A dull crashing sound sounded, and with a bang, Feng Buting flew out of the void like a sandbag, and fell to the ground, with blood and flesh blurring on his chest.

Bang!

After a roar, out of the void, a head like a dragon, ears like a cat, mane like a lion, neck like a snake, scales like a fish, four claws like an eagle like a tiger, fangs exposed, back with more than ten feet of wings, blood basin mouth and up and down the body, there are inches of purple fireworks.

As soon as this hideous giant beast appeared, all the heaven and earth vitality around Qingyun Mountain converged in a blink of an eye, and a terrifying coercion emanated from this giant beast, and everyone's faces turned pale instantly, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

In front of the main hall, Feng Wuya and the elders of the Qingyun Sect were also surging one by one, and they stepped back the distance of the boss before they stabilized their bodies, and they all looked up, their expressions all showing horror.

"What is this?"

The giant beasts in front of him, almost no one had ever seen them, and they all showed a look of surprise.

Just looking at the old man and Feng Buting who fell to the ground like a broken sandbag, everyone was silent for a while and didn't dare to make a sound.

And at the same time.

Zhang Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Ling Wutian, who was stunned by the blow of his little soul-breaking hand, and then saw that the little demon cat had solved the two of them, and he was finally secretly relieved.

However, Ling Wutian was worthy of being a Xuanling Stage cultivator, his divine sense was even more terrifying than he expected, and it was extremely difficult for him to break through the opponent's divine soul for a while.

Only by destroying the other party's soul can you get a complete body.

"Hmph, if you want to destroy my soul, where is it so simple!"

Just when Zhang Yan was concentrating on breaking through Ling Wutian's sea of knowledge, a cold snort suddenly came from above his head.

Zhang Yan's complexion changed greatly, and he looked up to follow the prestige, but he saw another "Ling Wutian" standing in the air, holding a cyan halberd, and the cyan spirit on the top of the halberd hunted and swallowed, which was several zhang long.

Rumble!

"Ling Wutian" held a halberd in his hand, slashed in the air, and with earth-shattering might, he slashed straight down at Zhang Yan.

"Xuanling clone!"

Zhang Yan's expression was a little difficult to look at, but he ignored that the Xuan Ling Cultivator could condense a clone with his divine sense, which was much more terrifying than the clone condensed by the Divine Transformation Stage Monk with the Yuan Shen.

"In that case, Zhang will smash your clone!

Starting a little, the ghost spirit beads rotating on Zhang Yan's side were full of spiritual light, and the mid-empty Ba Huo, and hundreds of spirit slaves, roared, instantly surrounded Zhang Yan, and the trick in his hand rose, and one by one the spirit slaves appeared out of thin air.

Tens of thousands of spirit slaves, densely packed, covering the sky and the earth, met the attack of "Ling Wutian".

"Hmph, see how many times you can do it!"

In the face of tens of thousands of spirit slaves, "Ling Wutian" was not afraid, the halberd in his hand turned halfway, and a flower of spiritual light was swept, and the void swept, and the vast spiritual light, like a tide, fell with a bang.

In the blink of an eye.

Tens of thousands of spirit slaves were shattered with a single blow, and the void was torn open one by one.

The blow of the monk of the Xuan Ling period can be seen how terrifying it is.

However, the blow of "Ling Wutian" was also blocked.

Creak......

It's just that in the next moment, tens of thousands of spirit slaves appeared again from hundreds of primordial infant spirit slaves, roaring up.

The people who were watching were dumbfounded.

"Ling Wutian" sneered, and the halberd in his hand turned into a sky-splitting rainbow and swept down again.

So.

In the blink of an eye, a stick of incense passed.

"Ling Wutian" finally sensed that something was wrong.

The attacks of those spirit slaves became more and more powerful each time, and they seemed to be endless.

And he was already scarred.

"Grandma is a bear, if you cultivate to a high level, you will pretend to be compared with Lao Tzu?

Tens of thousands of spirit slaves, almost without intervals, roared, constantly appeared.

This time, Ba Huo directly pounced on the exhausted "Ling Wutian" with flames like a fire dragon.

Rumble!

Ling Wutian's attack and defense were once again shattered by tens of thousands of spirit slaves.

At the same time, Ba Huo was already moving forward, and the fist with the white ember spirit fireworks directly hit "Ling Wutian".

"Hmph, just in my infancy, you want to hurt me, it's really a grasshopper shaking the tree, I can't do it!"

Although "Ling Wutian" was extremely tired at this time, his expression was pale, and most of his internal cultivation had been consumed, but when he saw Ba Huo pounce on him, he couldn't help but sneer and look disdainful.

It's just that.

Because of this disdain, it completely buried his life.

When Ba Huo's fist condensed the flames of the ember spirit smashed into him, his face finally changed greatly.

But it was too late.

Ba Huo's fist fell firmly on him, and the bursting ember spirit fireworks directly invaded his body, like a bone appendage, and burned in the blink of an eye.

"What kind of fireworks is this!"

"Ling Wutian" let out a shocked sound, and the halberd in his hand swept out angrily, sending Ba Huozhen flying.

But the next moment, his whole body was already filled with the flames of the ember spirit, and under a scream, he was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Everyone suddenly gasped.

Meantime.

In that huge pit, Ling Wutian's body, his originally sluggish expression, suddenly turned white, and his dull eyes suddenly released a radiance, and then dispersed.

Ling Wutian's sea of consciousness was completely broken, and his soul was annihilated.

"Lawless!"

Seeing this scene, the old man who was abolished by the little demon cat had a big change in his old face, his eyes were broken, and he roared angrily.

But Zhang Yan ignored it at all, and took out a crystal coffin with a trace of yin energy from the storage bag and placed it on his side.

It's the corpse coffin!

When everyone saw this, they all looked at each other, and they didn't know which one Zhang Yan was going to make.

"Giving up the flesh?"

Feng Wuyan's eyes froze, and he was shocked.

just saw the appearance of the old man and Feng Buting, and then sighed lightly.

"Ba Huo, protect the Dharma for me!"

Zhang Yan ignored everyone, looked at the rather sluggish Ba Huo, gritted his teeth, and shouted softly.

Ba Huo knew that the situation in front of him was urgent, so he forcibly swept to Zhang Yan's side, sat down cross-legged by the way, and resumed his cultivation.

Seeing this, Qin Ziyou, Ge Xiaodemon and the others swept out one after another, stood around Zhang Yan, and looked at a Qingyunmen disciple vigilantly.

The little demon cat, which was originally flapping its wings in the air, roared angrily in the sky, swished, and turned into a kitten again in a blink of an eye, swept onto Feng Xiaoxi's fragrant shoulders, stretched his waist, and squinted and curled.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

Bang!

Zhang Yan raised his hand and slapped it in the air, and the lid of the corpse coffin in front of him was lifted in response, and a primordial infant swept out of it.

"Master, start now, otherwise this physical vitality will be scattered, and it will be useless!"

Looking at the Yuan Ying who appeared, Zhang Yan hurriedly said.

Ouyang Fu didn't have time to see the situation around him clearly, he heard Zhang Yan's words, his body swept away, and he threw himself at Ling Wutian's body, and he didn't enter it.

"I'll help him, otherwise in the face of the powerful qi and blood of the Xuanling Period, his Yuan Infant will be difficult to suppress!"

The old man's voice sounded in Zhang Yan's sea of knowledge.

Immediately, except for Zhang Yan, a dark gray streamer that no one could sense swept out of Zhang Yan's dantian and disappeared into Ling Wutian's body in the blink of an eye.

See here.

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this juncture, he can't help anything, he can only look at the master's own methods and the old monster's methods.

Seeing that everyone was surrounding him, as if he was facing a great enemy, Zhang Yan smiled slightly, turned his head to look at Qin Ziyou, and said, "I said, it will be fine!"

"Your cultivation is now the same as mine, and your strength is far beyond mine. When I first met you, I never imagined that there would be such a day!"

At this time, Qin Ziyou felt that he was still dreamy in the depths, and he looked at Zhang Yan's gaze, and he was still a little wandering.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl, pulled her to his side and sat down, but did not say anything, just watched quietly.

"Humph!"

It's just that at this time, Feng Xiaoxi hugged the little demon cat, walked directly to Zhang Yan and Qin Ziyou, and sat on the ground without any image, with a pouting mouth and a displeased face.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at Ling Wutian's body, and before he moved, he said in a low voice, "Xiaoxi, what's wrong with you?"

"Little Brother Qianling, when you left the Southern Regions, you promised my sister that you would always take care of me. But now that you have Sister Ziyou, don't you want Xiaoxi?"

Feng Xiaoxi stroked the little demon cat's fluffy little head, looked at Zhang Yan, and then at Qin Ziyou, hesitated for a long time before he hesitated.

Hearing this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but show a smile on his face and looked at Qin Ziyou.

Qin Ziyou rubbed Feng Xiaoxi's head as if he had a understanding, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if he dares to leave Xiaoxi, I will be the first to disagree!"

"Really?"

Feng Xiaoxi's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face became excited.

"Sister Ziyou, and me!"

Ge Xiaoyou shook his red hair, a hint of cunning flashed in his red beautiful eyes, stepped forward, raised a smile and said, "Sister Ziyou, you can't drive me away." This stinky rascal, when he was in the Rejuvenation Valley of the Southern Regions, not only slapped my buttocks in public, disturbed my marriage contract, but also stole my body in the Totem Valley. So, if he leaves me alone, it will be a mess and an end of chaos!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiu Ling and the others who were standing on the side all cast gossipy glances.

And Zhang Yan almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"This ......"

Facing Qin Ziyou's smiling gaze, Zhang Yan looked sad and didn't know how to explain, so he could only glare at Ge Xiaoyou fiercely.

"Southern Regions, it's so far! Since that's the case, let's cultivate together in the future!"

Looking at Zhang Yan's glance, Qin Ziyou also covered his mouth and smiled, and then grabbed Ge Xiaoyou and said with a smile.

Seeing that Qin Ziyou didn't seem to take Ge Xiaoyou's words to heart, Zhang Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

For women to be jealous, he is going to have a headache, if he wants to coax women, it is better to have a big fight with a fierce beast in the Xuanling period!

Airplanes!

At this moment, a vibrating sound emitted by the aura suddenly came from the huge pit where Ling Wutian's body was located.

I saw that the original vitality was constantly passing, and his face was as white as paper, but at this moment, there was a ruddy, powerful vitality and breath, emanating from it, and at the same time, his eyes slowly opened.

At the same time, a dark gray aura swept out of the flesh and submerged into Zhang Yan's body.

The takeover has been successful!

Feng Wuya, Qianlao and the others, their faces changed slightly.

At the same time, everyone's hearts were puzzled.

Who was it that had taken away Ling Wutian's body?

At this time, the physical body changed again.

The original heroic young man slowly turned into a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face revealed one of the resolute and domineering.

"Senior Brother Ouyang!"

At the same moment, seeing this changed face clearly, Feng Wuya and the Qingyun Sect elders behind him all widened their eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle Shi?"

Not only the Qingyunmen disciples in the square, but also Qin Ziyou, Wushuang and others on the side were also surprised.

Rumble!

Ouyang Fu pulled up from the giant pit, and the aura on his body was revealed.

"Haha...... I can't imagine that I, Ouyang Fu, will see the light of day again! God will not be in vain in my original intention of accepting apprentices!"

Ouyang Fu laughed out loud, then turned his head to look at Zhang Yan, his face full of relief.

"Master, you've succeeded!"

Zhang Yan's eyes lit up, his face was surprised, and there were tears in his eyes, he got up and helped Ouyang Fu, and said excitedly: "Master, what are you cultivating now?"

"Haha...... It's really worthy of the body of the Xuan Ling Stage, and I have been able to raise my cultivation to the early stage of transforming into a god! This time, thanks to you!"

Ouyang Fu patted Zhang Yan's shoulder and said with a look of relief.

At this time, Ouyang Fu also realized that the scene in front of him was extremely familiar.

"Senior brother!"

Ouyang Fu's gaze fell on Feng Wuya's body, his hand trembled slightly, and his expression became a little gloomy.

"Senior brother, is it really you? Hundreds of years have passed! There has been no whereabouts of you, I thought you ......."

Feng Wuya's face swept over with excitement, grabbed Ouyang Fu's hand, and tears gradually flowed from his eyes.

"Senior brother, if I hadn't insisted on competing with those people in Tianxuanzong for the treasures of the secret realm, I wouldn't have affected my junior sister and them, I ......"

Ouyang Fu's body trembled a little, as if he had thought of something, and said with a look of shame.

"Senior brother, don't mention those past events!

Feng Wuya shook his head, waved his hand, and then looked around, and said to the Qingyunmen disciples present: "Ouyang Fu, the 'Spirit Rune Dao Man' who was famous hundreds of years ago, is the person in front of you, that is, your senior uncle and ancestor!

"I've seen Senior Uncle Ouyang!"

For the "Spirit Rune Dao People" that were originally circulating in the immortal cultivation world, the disciples present had all heard about it, and when they heard this, they were all shocked, and hurriedly spoke out respectfully.

Ouyang Fu nodded at the many disciples, and then hugged his fists at the many elders and said, "I have seen all the senior brothers!

The elders of Qingyun Sect, seeing this, had different expressions, and they all sighed lightly.

But then, Ouyang Fu's gaze fell on Feng Buting, who was sitting on the ground, and his expression suddenly became murderous, and he said sharply: "It turns out that you are not dead! When Senior Sister and they were besieged by the monks of Tianxuanmen, it was the news that you falsely spread! I am receiving a fine today, and I want to kill you to avenge Senior Sister!"

"Master, wait!"

Seeing Ouyang Fu's excited appearance, Zhang Yan suddenly grabbed the former and said, "Master, the apprentice brought you back, not to receive punishment, but to let you return to Qingyunmen." Today's Qingyun Gate is no longer the original Qingyun Gate! Moreover, today I see who dares to embarrass you! As for this person, don't be in a hurry to kill him, and I will ask who participated in the siege in the Tianxuan Sect at the beginning, and when I go to the Demon Cloud Ridge, I will find them out one by one!"

As soon as Zhang Yan spoke, everyone present was silent.

"Zhang Yan is a disciple I accepted twenty years ago, and he can be regarded as a member of my Qingyun Sect!"

Ouyang Fu looked at Feng Wuyan, then looked at the elders present and explained.

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.

The elders present all looked awe-inspiring, and at the same time, they all showed excitement.

"Sect Master, Senior Brother Ouyang, the old man suggests, directly let Senior Zhang's nephew Daoyou be the Supreme Elder of the sect, with his qualifications and cultivation, it is more than enough!"

At this time, from among the elders, an old man with white hair walked out tremblingly, and the old voice, with hoarseness, said with a fist.