The world of immortals is ten thousand flowers

The two fell in front of the formation, Xiao Junqing asked: "This formation...is it useful if you break the formation?"

Shangguanqing hesitated for a moment, and said: "If the eyes of the formation are broken, the formation will naturally fail. But I am worried that the souls scattered in the formation will be used by those who want to."

Xiao Junqing glanced at the direction where Mu Chongran and the others were, and said: "It's too late, they won't be able to stop it if it continues. You come to break the line, I'll find a way to lure souls into the guild's home, and I'll make a decision later."

Shangguanqing nodded, the hem of the red clothes moved lightly, and with a flick of the folding fan, he reached the middle of the formation.Although the soul-absorbing formation is insidious, it is extremely easy to find the formation's eye.And because it only absorbs the living souls of ordinary humans and animals, the power of the formation is not that great.A vermilion light shot from the folding fan into the eyes of the formation, and the soul-absorbing formation glowed with a gray light as if resisting, and the wailing of living souls could be faintly heard.

After a short pause, Shangguanqing shouted angrily, a flame-like red mist rose from his hand, and he raised his hand to hit the formation directly.Xiao Junqing held the flute and blew, and the blue light condensed into a needle shape, melting into Shangguanqing's aura.When it touched the eye in the center of the soul-absorbing array, the eye began to make a squeaky sound, and there were bursts of gray mist, and the mournful wail of the soul became more and more clear.

Xiao Junqing collected the spiritual energy and said: "Forcibly break the formation, I will attract the soul."

The purpose of Wanhua Valley is to cure diseases, save people and practice medicine to help the world, and the mental methods learned are full of the artistic conception of the benevolence of doctors.After the flute sound played by Xuefeng Bingwang flute is smudged, it is easier for the soul to rely on it.Therefore, Xiao Junqing is somewhat sure about leading the soul into the gang's territory.But in the end it was just speculation, Xiao Junqing still put all his heart and soul into the formation, and the palm of the hand holding Xuefeng Bingwangdi was already sweating slightly.

Seeing that Xiao Junqing was ready, Shangguanqing sent out some spirit energy in his hand.With a buzzing sound, the Dementor Formation was shaken apart, and white phantoms rose from the formation.

Xiao Junqing held the flute in his hand, and played a melodious and soothing tune on his lips.The phantom in the air paused, then slowly approached Xiao Junqing.When all the living souls approached him, Xiao Junqing's flute pierced the air and opened a crack, sucking more than a hundred phantoms of living souls into it.

At the same time, in a dark altar somewhere in Luohua Continent, a hunchbacked figure wearing a gray cloak was shocked suddenly, and suddenly opened his eyes, which were full of anger.

"Cultivators... dare to destroy my soul-destroying array..."

The crack was closed again, Xiao Junqing's face was pale, and his body seemed to be sucked dry.

It is impossible for a cultivator who has not become a fairy to use the technique of piercing the sky, but the gang territory is Xiao Junqing's self-space, and it can be controlled by him.But in the end, he only has the Broken Dust Realm like the Golden Core Stage, and just a gap almost made him exhausted.

Shangguanqing retreated to his side, supported Xiao Junqing, who was a little tottering, and said: "The formation is broken, and the spiritual energy will gradually calm down. It should be within half an hour, and the beast chaos will be calmed down."

Xiao Junqing nodded, pushed his hand away and said: "I can't go back for the time being, you go back to help them block the beast chaos, and I will meet you after recovery."

Shangguanqing was a little worried: "But if you are like this, I am afraid that any ordinary person will get your life."

Xiao Junqing smiled and said, "After all, I am... a disciple of Yinxian Valley."

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After Shangguanqing left, Xiao Junqing reluctantly went to a hidden place to meditate and recover.The aura in the air did gradually calm down, but Xiao Junqing, who was too overdrawn, didn't even have the strength to absorb the aura, so he could only let the aura slowly enter his body and flow slowly.

With the warm spiritual energy flowing, Xiao Junqing gradually settled down and became less vigilant about the surrounding environment.

A black shadow flashed past, and Xiao Junqing lost consciousness before he could guard against it.The wind passed, and there was no one around where Xiao Junqing was.

With a sweep of the long sword, Mu Chongran suddenly staggered and almost fell.An Ming quickly drew out his sword to block the beast's claws in front of Mu Chongran, then turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before Mu Chongran could speak, he saw Shangguanqing coming from afar.

Mu Chongran opened his mouth and asked, "Where's Junior Brother?"

Shangguanqing was stunned, and then said: "When he broke the formation, he overdrawn his spiritual power in order to lead the soul back to his own space, so he should adjust his breath beside the formation at this time."

Several people joined forces to block the beast attack that gradually slowed down, until later, when the beast herd dispersed, Mu Chongran stood still and released his spiritual power to search.It's just that the longer the time, the uglier his face became. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said, "There is no aura of junior brother around here."

Shangguanqing was taken aback for a moment, and said, "No way."

Several people withdrew and went to the place just now. After seeing the remnants of the dementor formation, Mu Chongran landed first.However, several people searched nearby for a long time, but they didn't see Xiao Junqing's figure.

Shangguan Qing's face was also ugly: "I was careless, that guy was just trying to hold on. I just saw his appearance, and I thought he could really protect himself."

An Ming didn't pay attention to him, and grabbed Mu Chongran who was about to fly into the air with his spiritual power: "Senior brother, where are you going?"

Mu Chongran's face was full of panic and eagerness: "He's overdrawn, he's not as good as a child at this moment, anyone can put him to death!"

Yin Lu was the first to calm down: "Senior Brother Mu, don't worry, we can't find anyone if we are so reckless. With Junior Brother Xiao's ability, there should be no danger for the time being. You go back first and settle the villagers well. The attributes are similar, maybe we can use this connection to find out where the junior is."

Shangguanqing looked at Mu Chongran's appearance, and said, "Forget it, Yin Lu, let Chongran stay here with you. An Mingquan and I will make arrangements for the affairs in the village. We will meet here tomorrow morning. Don't leave without permission."

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Imperial Palace, Rising Dragon Hall.

The young man in the dragon robe held the ink pen, and suddenly paused: "Master Li?"

The official under the imperial case bent over and said, "Master Hua Yan is highly skilled in immortal arts and proficient in medical science. Besides, the research on the elixir of life has made further progress recently. If His Majesty appoints him as the national teacher at this time, he will definitely make him serve me wholeheartedly. The Mo Dynasty works."

The young man's slender fingers were clenched suddenly, and then he loosened them slumpedly, and said slowly: "You guys go down first, I will think about this matter again."

"Wei Chen retire."

The young man retreated from the attendant, his straight back suddenly softened, and he leaned slumped on the dragon chair.For a long time, the empty hall sounded softly sobbing and choking, like a small abandoned animal, the voice was weak, but shrill and desperate.

A man suddenly appeared beside the dragon chair, looked at the young emperor curled up on the dragon chair, and said in a low voice: "You are already a monarch, you can't give yourself a chance to be weak."

The young emperor choked with sobs, as if he had found someone to confide in: "Do they really think I am ignorant? If the father hadn't believed in Hua Yan's so-called immortality, how could he have passed away early? Do they have to destroy I, the Mo family, are willing to let the world change hands!"

The man sighed softly and leaned over to hold him in his arms: "I will allow you this time, after you pass, you will be truly strong. Only by establishing a king's prestige can you deter them. You are already a king, so you have no choice."

"Master..."

The boy's weeping sound gradually sounded, like a child who couldn't control himself.It took a long time before it slowly faded away.

The man paused, stroked his back, and said, "I can't stay in the palace for a long time. When I came, I found that Hua Yan had brought an incredible person to his altar. It will be a big help to you. "

The boy nodded and got up from the man's arms.The sleeves brushed against his cheeks, and he regained his composure as a young monarch.There was no one in the hall anymore, the young monarch raised his voice and said: "Come here, pass down the order and order Master Huayan to enter the palace to have an audience."

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Xiao Junqing woke up quickly, but there was no spiritual energy flowing in her body.The sudden return to the state of an ordinary person made him extremely uncomfortable.However, the person who kidnapped him seemed to be surprised that he woke up so quickly, but he quickly returned to normal. The wide hood and cloak could only vaguely see the stooped figure, but could not see the appearance and expression: "Cultivator , but you destroyed my soul-destroyer array."

Xiao Junqing secretly tried to absorb spiritual power, but found that the temple was not only lacking in spiritual power, but even contained a large amount of demonic energy.And the rope that binds him seems to be some kind of magic weapon that can absorb spiritual energy.Not only was he unable to absorb the spiritual power in the air, but even some of the spiritual power that had just been recovered after entering the samadhi had been absorbed long ago.

He looked up at the man, and said, "So it's just a demon cultivator." His tone was extremely disdainful.

The man wasn't angry either, he just laughed hoarsely and said, "Even just a demon cultivator can kill you at this time. Unexpectedly, there are still cultivators in the Luohua Continent, and your soul is better than mine." Absorb millions of mortal souls."

Xiao Junqing sneered, and said in a low voice: "It depends on whether you have the ability..."

The man seemed to want to say something again, but suddenly paused, turned and walked out.

Xiao Junqing watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and the heavy iron gate fell, blocking the last ray of light before observing the surrounding environment.Although he lost his spiritual power, his realm was still there after all, and his night vision ability was by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.With the ability of night vision, he realized that this place seemed to be a huge and weird altar. He was tied at the innermost position against the wall, and he was able to observe the appearance of the entire altar.

Demonic cultivation is a way of self-cultivation. They are more cruel and bloodthirsty. They often practice with the blood of human lives, and even refine magic weapons.And because the magic cultivator is more against the sky, the catastrophe doesn't seem to be able to baptize him.Once the demon cultivator fails to cross the tribulation, his mind and soul will be wiped out, but his body and cultivation base will rise sharply all the way, becoming a truly bloodthirsty and irrational demon, and then controlled by the king of the demon clan for his own use and for disaster world.

And this altar is obviously dedicated to the demons.The aura on that person's body was also impure devilish aura.

Xiao Junqing explored the body, trying to get out of trouble, but failed repeatedly.In his current state, not only does he have no spiritual power, but he doesn't even have the power to travel thousands of miles. Only the Xuefeng Bingwang flute on his waist is slightly shining.Xuefeng Bingwangdi has recognized the master, and is an existence equivalent to a fairy weapon. If Xiao Junqing's life is really in danger, he will definitely protect the master automatically.But at this time, it is useless.

Suddenly, Xiao Junqing paused, and his eyes lit up.

A burst of flames flashed, and a bright yellow chicken appeared in midair.Ji Xiaomeng fell asleep and evolved when they entered the Mihong Realm, but suddenly woke up at this time.It was because of his sudden movement that Xiao Junqing remembered it.

There was a burst of warmth from between the eyebrows, slowly spreading throughout the body, and the emptiness in the body was slightly smoothed after the spiritual power was exhausted.A childish voice sounded in my mind: "Master, are you alright!"

Xiao Junqing said: "Go and inform Chongran and the others. If you guess correctly, this place should be the imperial city. That demon cultivator just now is not low, so be careful."

Although the area of ​​the altar is small, it is extremely delicately arranged.If it weren't for the capital, it wouldn't be such a big deal.Moreover, Xiao Junqing could sense that there was a faint dragon aura of an emperor in the mortal world nearby. Presumably, this place must be within the imperial city.If you guessed right, it should be near the palace.And this magic cultivator must have won the emperor's approval by some means.

Ji Xiaomeng's figure faded away and disappeared into the dark altar.

Xiao Junqing sealed the aura left by Ji Xiaomeng between her eyebrows, and the imprint of thousands of flowers disappeared in a flash.