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Chapter 65 Close the Door and Release the Villains (65): Immortals lead to the same goal by different routes
"One won't let us go? Do you know who we are?" The Rhino Horn Monster Clan couldn't help laughing when they heard Fairy Shanyue's arrogant tone.

After putting away the dragon-wringing mace and giving instructions to the younger brothers and sisters, Fairy Shanyue raised her head and cast her eyes on the two demon clans, a man and a woman.

"The second sage of the monster clan, the sage of Qilin, and the sage of Bifang, I have heard of it, and it's just a late-stage cultivation."

"It's only in the late stage of fusion?" Sister Bifang covered her lips with an orchid finger and smiled lightly, "My monster body fusion cultivation is lower than your human monks in the transcending tribulation stage. Could it be that you are in the transcending calamity stage?"

"I'm not talented, just passing through the catastrophe period."

"Puchihaha." The woman didn't know what to think, and tears welled up in her eyes, "What about the period of crossing the catastrophe? Just one? Qilin saints have the blood of a unicorn, so they can't be dealt with just by passing the catastrophe."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Fairy Shanyue clasped her hands together, the aura gathered around her, and her body floated up with the aura.

At the same time, the two golden step shakers worn on the top of Shanyue Fairy's head slid down into a bun, and the bells on the step shakers were hooked by the surrounding aura to form purple flowers the size of fingernails.

There are more than [-] purple flowers appearing one after another, and they surround Fairy Shanyue. After the purple flowers are pulled out, the two golden steps turn into two double-edged knives that are one finger wide.

"This is Senior Sister Shanyue's natal magic weapon, the Dream Entangling Flower and the Life-seeking Blade." The disciple watching from below showed adoring eyes.

The second sage of the Yaozu looked at Fairy Shanyue, and before he understood what the other party wanted to do, his consciousness fell into a state of chaos.

"Not good! It's an illusion!"

When they came back to their senses, the person on the opposite side had disappeared. Aunt Bi Fang only felt the wind blowing behind her, so she hurriedly dodged, but her cheek was still scratched.

"Who are you? Why do you know illusion?" Ling Yunzong doesn't teach illusion!

Covering the wound on her face, and staring at Fairy Shanyue who was rushing to the front right, Aunt Bifang hated secretly: "I never thought that you people in the righteous way can use illusion!"

"Ask me? Then listen carefully."

Swipe your fingertips, and the golden blade moves with your fingers.

"I am the Immortal Canglan of Zuofeng Mountain of the Lingyun Sect, and I am a direct disciple of Fairy Shanyue, the head of the Eight Great Immortals, and the second lady of the Ning family, Ning Bai!"

As for the Ning family, it is in the name of illusion.

"A member of the Ning family?" Aunt Bi Fang almost couldn't help backing away. It wasn't that the Ning family was so scary, it was just that the illusions of the Ning family were unpredictable and the most difficult to deal with.

Seeing the fear in Bi Fang's eyes, Fairy Shanyue's mouth twitched: "Don't worry, it was just an appetizer. I will show you what real illusion is. It would be too cheap to just kill you with one knife."

After Fairy Shanyue finished speaking, the disciples of Zuofengshan saw that the aura around the senior sister gradually changed from lavender to dark purple, and they gradually wrapped the second demon saint in it.

The second sage entered the illusion, not to mention the little demons around him, standing there like puppets on strings.

The purple flowers flowed along with the aura, floating around them, and constantly differentiating.

Fairy Shanyue said before that you should watch the monsters and don't let one go. There is no need for Zuofengshan disciples to do anything. All the monsters have entered the illusion. At this moment, everyone stood in place and looked at the monsters curiously.

Fairy Shanyue hooked her fingers, and the two double-edged knives turned back into golden steps and swung back to her head. She put her hands behind her back and fell back to the ground.

After half an hour of sluggishness, the monster clan finally started to move, like a ghost swaying in place, the expression on his face was sometimes happy and sometimes painful, and then he gradually showed signs of self-mutilation.

Aunt Bi Fang cut off her own legs with her own short knife, and blood gushed out. She smiled as if she couldn't feel the pain, and even picked up her two legs and started chewing them.

Simu quickly turned his gaze back to look at Aunt Bifang, patted his small chest, and met the eyes of Fairy Shanyue who was walking up.

Her eyes returned to pitch black again, and her red lips squirmed and said three words in disgust as before: "Ugly thing."

Simu: "..." That's too much!
Am I ugly eating your rice?Did I offend you with my ugliness?If you despise others at every turn, do you look good?
Cut, isn't she just a little bit prettier than me?Only a little between the nails!
The milk doll is in a frenzy, but she doesn't dare to resist, this bitch is not a good person!

You don't need to stay in the Qing Mansion when you get the Dragon Mace. When you walk outside the mansion, you just meet Lord Yan Yi and Fairy Ran Die who came to meet up from the other two sides after checking.

"Elder Sister, there are no living people in the south." Yan Yijun walked to Fairy Shanyue with a gloomy expression, "They are all dead." Even the newborn child was not spared.

"There are no living people in the west." Fairy Randie walked from the left of Shanyue, frowned at the monsters trapped in the illusion, "Why should my sister dirty my hands when dealing with these things? It's not worth it."

In the sight of the Butterfly Fairy, crimson butterflies appeared one by one, with their wings fluttering, whoever fell on them would be burned to ashes by the flames.

Many monster races turned into gray carbon in the blink of an eye, and with a slight lift, they disappeared silently between the sky and the earth.

After killing the Yaozu, Fairy Randie took a look at the disciples around her, and turned around after seeing that no one was injured, "Let's go, go outside the city and meet them."

Everyone returned to the gate of the city. Apart from the Lingyun Sect, there were many other sects present.

"Disciples of the Jinghong Sect are ordered by their master to come to support Lingcheng!"

"Disciples of Xingyun Sect are ordered by their master to come to support Lingcheng!"

"Bodhi Sect came to support Lingcheng!"

"Disciples from Lizong come to support!"

"Disciples of the Su family came to support Lingcheng!"

"The disciples of the He family came to support Lingcheng!"

……

"Wangyoumen is ordered by the teacher to come to support Lingcheng!"

……

Listening to the surrounding voices, looking at Lingcheng surrounded by evil aura, and looking at the Lingyun Sect member who just came out of it, many disciples' noses suddenly became sore.

When the sect's report ended, someone choked up and asked, "Fellow Taoists of the Lingyun Sect, are we late?"

"How are the Qing family and the people of Lingcheng?"

Fairy Shanyue and the three met the eager gazes of many sects, but they couldn't say a word.

"The Qing family is gone, and Lingcheng is gone." A disciple of Lingyun Zong Hao Tianfeng replied in a low voice, "No one was spared."

"But we didn't come too late. The Dragon Wringer is still there. Neither the Qing family nor Ling Cheng died in vain." A disciple of Ling Yunfeng answered.

Then, the air fell into silence again.

In front of Lingcheng, where the sky is full of monsters, countless immortal cultivators stood at a loss and lost their words.

Later, it rained from the sky, mixed with the evil spirit and fell to the ground, and the black spirit stuck to the soil.

"Amitabha, may Lingcheng and the Qing family be liberated as soon as possible." The Bodhi Sect disciple clasped his hands together, pulled up the hem of his clothes and sat down, pinched the beads in his hand, closed his eyes and began to chant the Great Compassion Mantra.

The other cultivators could not recite the Great Compassion Mantra, but knelt directly under the city gate and bowed their heads towards the city.

Si Mu was put by He Jinchuan's side, followed everyone else to kneel on the ground, staring down at the ground.

The neat recitation of Bodhi School seemed to come from an ancient voice. The dark clouds above Lingcheng were broken by the golden sunlight, and there seemed to be a golden Buddha hidden in the clouds.

Under the golden Buddha light, countless butterflies flew out. They flew in groups, and some flew to the monks and circled around, but finally disappeared deep in the clouds.

The dark black land was pushed open little by little, and the cyan poked its head out of the silt, blooming the most common flowers.

One hundred and eight times the Great Compassion Mantra, everyone in the Bodhi Sect was shocked when they saw the vibrant scene in front of them.

After saving the wronged souls, everyone got up from the ground, and the leader of the Jinghongmen said: "The mace of twisting the dragon is very important. Next, we will escort the fellow Taoists of the Lingyun Sect back to the sect, in case the monster clan sneaks in on the way."

"Thank you for your concern, I will thank you all here!" The disciple of Lingyun Sect bowed heavily towards many sects.

(End of this chapter)