Chapter 33 Destroying the Door

There are many immortal sects on the land of Zuzhou, which are divided according to the number of Yuanying ancestors in their respective sects, with a total of: lower door, middle door and door. Among the door-to-door, there are often more than a dozen Yuanying monks, and there are fewer middle gates, and all the sects without Yuanying monks are classified as the next door.

The sky and earth on Gexian Mountain changed color, and the wind swept through. The appearance of hundreds of powerful monks was enough to make all the monks of the refining immortals unable to raise their heads.

The Refining Immortal Sect has only one Huo Lingzi and one Yuanying monk, and it is also Yuanying's early cultivation, which is barely divided into the middle gate. Nowadays, the life and death of Huo Lingzi are uncertain. In the face of hundreds of Yuanying monks who step on various magic weapons in the air, Huang Yi only has eyelids.

"Where is the patriarch of the refining sect!?"

The speaker was an old man with white hair, wearing a robe with a big red golden thread, a red scarf on his head, slightly raised his eyebrows, and there was no expression on his face.

This sound was like thunder, and the disciples under the foundation of the Immortal Sect turned pale and sprayed blood one after another. Although the other disciples could barely keep calm, their legs couldn't help shaking.

What a strong momentum!

Huang Yi looked at hundreds of unsighted monks in horror, and finally looked at the talking old man, almost taking a breath of cold air at the same time.

It's him!

Yin Wusang, one of the patriarchs of Yunwu in Zuzhou, is one of the strongest immortals in Zuzhou. It is said that he has reached the realm of Yuanying's great perfection and is the most promising monk to reach the realm of Huashen.

As soon as he spoke, the other monks did not interrupt, but looked coldly at the immortals under his feet.

"Huang Yi of Lian Xianzong has met Elder Yin. I don't know why he came to Ge Xianshan?"

Huang Yi's speech was dry. None of these high-level monks could provoke him. He knew that the people in front of him were attracted by the vision of the artifact when it was born. Although so many people rushed to Ge Xianshan, which was a great provocation for the immortal cultivation sect, he was just a cultivation in the Jiedan period. How could he be hard in front of Yin Wusang?

Yin Wusang exchanged a look with several monks around him, and then lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Your Immortal Sect is good. You actually got an artifact. Say it! Is the little child of Huo Lingzi back? Tell him to come out and see me!"

"Uncle Huo Lingzi did come back, but he was devoured by the refiner in the cave, and now his life and death are uncertain..."

Huang Yi is now in a cold sweat. You should know that if the middle door secretly refines the artifact behind his back, it is to prepare to get into the door, which is something that those who originally go to the door and the middle door don't want to see. I can't help but complain about the fire spirit in my heart: Uncle, uncle, if you can make it, that's enough. Now your life and death are uncertain, and they have been forced to come to the door. What should you call me?

After listening to Huang Yi's explanation, many monks snorted coldly, and Yin Wusang's face also became cold:

"Huh! Carrying the door-to-door refining artifacts on his back, it is clear that he doesn't pay attention to the major door-to-doors of Zuzhou. Could it be that the fire spirit son has traveled for a hundred years and got the great magic power, and it will not be achieved in the period of transformation! Say, where has he gone!"

This sentence is extremely serious. Huang Yi doesn't know what to say. In the face of so many strong people, he is like an ant.

"Senior Yin, please calm down your anger. You see, my uncle's cave has collapsed, and it has indeed been devoured. Your adult has a large number, so don't embarrassting us juniors!"

Huang Yi's words were almost pleading. Unfortunately, none of the Yuanying monks, including Yin Wusang, could listen to it. What they wanted to know was the whereabouts of the artifact, and they didn't care about the life and death of the fire spirit. With the artifact in hand, it is not impossible to be the first sect of Zuzhou, not to mention that you can greatly improve your strength.

Yin Wusang snorted coldly, ignored Huang Yi's bitter plea, turned around and discussed with the monks around him:

"Taoist friends, what do you think of this matter?"

One of the old men's face did not change, and slowly said coldly:

"The artifact has been born, so how can it be eaten back?"

The other man thought for a moment, gently twisted his long beard, and then said:

"Zhang Daoyou is right. According to my divine observation, there is indeed the breath of artifacts here, but it has disappeared for a long time. Isn't it that the fire spirit son ran away with the treasure?"

Yin Wusang nodded. He had already known that discussing with others was just a face for the monks of the same level. With a gloomy face, he bowed his hand to the monks around him and said:

"The fire spirit son of the immortal sect, he came to refine the artifact behind his back, and now he has absconded with the treasure. It's really unforgivable."

Then he looked down at Huang Yi under his feet, his eyes were cold, and he said word by word:

"Today, please take action to erase the Immortal Sect from the cultivation of immortals!"

Huang Yi had known for a long time that things could not be done well, but he didn't expect that the other party would destroy the door of the Immortal Sect. This was a surprise. Other timid disciples around have begun to run away. Even if their cultivation is low, they know that they cherish their lives. Most of the fire spirits are dead, and the trees are scattered, which is human's common.

"Senior, you can't. I, the Refining Immortal Sect, have always been respectful to all major visits. This matter is all my uncle's decision, and it has nothing to do with the Refining Immortal Sect!"

"Hahaha, it's so sad that Huo Lingzi has a nephew like you! Not to mention that he is still alive, even if he dies, the Immortal Sect will hide the artifact, which is enough to destroy the door!"

As soon as Yin Wusang said this, the Yuanying monks of the Zhongmen who were originally surrounded were covered with a burst of cold sweats. This is obviously killing chickens for the monkeys to see. Just imagine, which Zhongmen does not want to become a door and is respected by immortals.

Huang Yixin knew that it was going to be bad. Suddenly, he screamed strangely, spewed out a flying sword from his mouth, and ran away as soon as he drove, leaving all the disciples of the Refining Immortal Sect. The suzerain ran away, and the rest of the people finally couldn't hold on. I don't know who shouted, and all the disciples of the Immortal Sect fled in different directions. With the use of imperial spiritual weapons, low-level disciples run wildly with light body skills. In a word, it's time to escape!

"I want to run!"

Yin Wusan silkworm's eyebrows stood up, and his left hand brushed his robe sleeves. The overwhelming power suddenly poured out. A huge hurricane immediately appeared in the air. A huge vacuum zone immediately appeared on the top of the snowy mountain. All the snowflakes were rolled into the air, covering the sky and the sun. The whole Gexian Mountain suddenly dimmed. Get up.

After the hurricane passed, all the spiritual weapons of the disciples of the Refining Immortal Sect who fled in the air were overturned, just like dumplings, screaming and falling down one after another, smashing them into pieces of meat cakes on the ground.

The masters from the middle door are all cold when they see it, and the rest of the door-to-door suzerains are also afraid to exchange their eyes with each other. He said to himself: Yin Wusang's power is so great that he is afraid that he has taken a step further on the basis of Yuanying's great perfection, and he is only one step away from the realm of becoming a god. . In time, Yunwu Sect will definitely become the first door-to-door in Zuzhou!

But Yin Wusang had already taken action, and the others could not be idle. For a while, the major monks used their magic power one after another. The sword spirit, magic weapon and divine thunder enveloped the whole Ge Xianshan Mountain, and the rumbling explosion was endless, completely suppressing the screams of the disciples of the immortals. A big Immortal Refining Sect collapsed in an instant, and thousands of disciples were killed and injured.

Yin Wusang looked at Huang Yi, who fled a hundred miles away. He just pointed casually, and a sharp sword spirit came out of his hand. Although it was not as turbulent as a hurricane, it was extremely fast. He made a whining sound of breaking the air in the air. Almost in the blink of an eye, he caught up with Huang Yi.

Huang Yi heard the sound of the wind behind him and immediately looked back. As soon as he turned his head halfway, he heard a soft sound, followed by a sharp pain in his chest. The true power in Dantian was like a run-out wild horse, quickly dissipating from the wound. His eyes darkened and he fell from the flying sword.

"The Immortal Refining Sect is over..."

Seeing Huang Yi falling, Yin Wusang turned his head and looked at the Immortal Sect under his feet. Seeing that there were still many injured and not dead disciples of the Immortal Sect struggling on the ground, he said coldly:

"Cut the grass without rooting, the spring breeze blows again!"

The monks around have stopped. After all, it is not good to spread that so many Yuanying monks have destroyed other people's doors. Moreover, the inner disciples of the Refining Immortal Sect are basically dead, and some outer disciples can't make any waves. Are you afraid that these people can't take revenge?

Yin Wusang raised his hands high, and on it was a gradually formed ball of light, which was full of true power, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The light emitted was enough to cover the whole Gexian Mountain. Countless trees, birds and beasts, under its huge pressure, turned into flying gray mud.

"Go!"

The light ball is thunderous, mixed with crackling lightning, like a meteor, bombarding straight on the top of Gexian Mountain.

First, there was a huge muffled sound, and then it continued to merge into one. The sonoon explosion swept the whole mountain from top to bottom. Even the tall wall of the Refining Immortal Sect could not stop it, and it turned into dust, and all life died instantly at this moment.

Then, Ge Xianshan made a cracking sound. Gradually, it became more and more and more dense. With a "bang", the thousand-meter-high mountain completely collapsed, and the rolling stone and fastsand stirred up countless smoke and dust, straight up to the sky. The whole Gexian Mountain turned into a huge stone field, and even the original town under the mountain was completely buried.

"What a powerful magic power, so cruel heart!"

The monks who saw this scene were frightened by Yin Wusang's cold blood, but the patriarchs who came to the door were expressionless, as if they should do so. They don't care about the life of the ants, and what they pay attention to is the strong strength of Yin Wusang.

"A artifact finally appeared in Zuzhou. From today on, all sects must pay attention to the news of Huo Lingzi. Once found, they will immediately notify the major doors. In any case, they must find the artifact! If there is anyone who hides treasures, humming, this refining immortals is an example!"

Yin Wusang's tone is very tough at this moment, and it seems that he has regarded himself as the first monk of Zuzhou. Although the rest of the patriarchs are dissatisfied, they are still consistent with him verbally. In this way, the search and arrest of Huo Lingzi is in full swing in the ancestral world of cultivation in Zuzhou. It is.

It's a pity that Huo Lingzi is dead. Where can they find it?

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