Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The empty demon bowl in the sky faded away, and the colorful eyes-like colors in the sky also disappeared. The colorful light in the sky dimmed, and gradually returned to the normal sky color.

All the cultivators raised their gazes almost at the same time, their pupils dilated, and they all suffocated.

The purple-black and colorful light brought by Kongxi's Demon-Conquering Bowl has not completely dissipated. The background of the entire sky shows light purple, and the flowing colored light is quite breathtaking.

And this light purple sky is filled with glass-like body fragments, large or small. The magical bodies of these mages are huge, as if countless statues have been pushed down, and there are fragments everywhere.

Everyone's eyes followed the corpses upwards and landed on the mountain of golden corpses piled with Dharma bodies. The man in white armor sat quietly cross-legged, with a white bow standing beside him.

"He has killed everyone..."

This scene only lasted for a moment. Without the suppression of Kongxi's Demon-Conquering Bowl, these fragments of the Dharma Body instantly evaporated into brilliant lights all over the sky. The Huayu Waterfall in the sky became even larger, mixed with large and small colored glazes, tinkling. Smash it down.

Everyone still stretched out their heads to watch. Although the scene was short-lived, it was extremely terrifying and imprinted in the pupils of the monks everywhere. They didn't even go to pick up Liuli immediately, most of them were still in a daze.

"Boom!"

The sound of muffled thunder sounded, and without the suppressive power of the [Kong Xi Demon Subduing Bowl], Li Qinghong rose first, turning into a purple thunder light, passing through the nectar and pink flowers falling like rain from the sky, and found a suit of white armor Li Xuanfeng.

He had already walked down the wind, and the shocking wounds on the man's body and the empty interior behind the wounds had all been covered up. Sen Bai's domineering golden armor enveloped him again, and he held the white bow in his hand lightly.

Li Xuanfeng's eyes turned a little to light gray amid the ups and downs of golden energy. He waved his hand to stop Li Qinghong's words. She immediately suppressed her anxiety and stood behind the man with a silver gun. The uncle and nephew fell into the sky amidst the visions. Towards the south bank.

The people below were staring blankly at the strange sights in the sky, letting the pink petals reach their knees. When Li Xuanfeng stepped on the Ming Pass called out by the Huaijiang River, nobles like Si Yuanli trembled and did not dare to look at him. .

Figures prostrated themselves from west to east, fierce and majestic men with shining white armor, noble families bowed their heads, immortals lowered their eyebrows, fellow cultivators fell to the ground like grass, nectar and petals fell like rain, and the south bank shook in unison. :

"Greetings, my lord!"

Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly, raised his left hand slightly, and a scroll slowly appeared. The scroll was long and floating in the air. The man in white armor shook his hand gently.

"Wow!"

The long bright pass under his feet immediately dissipated, turning into golden streams of light and returning to the painting. Li Xuanfeng didn't say anything. The painting spun around in the air and landed in front of Si Yuanli.

"Wow..."

Si Yuanli stared blankly at the sky, the pink flowers spinning and falling on his face, and then swept aside by the light of his body-protecting dharma.

He has the best eye skills. The moment the Kongxi Demon-Conquering Bowl disappeared in the sky, he could clearly see all the glazed magic bodies in the sky. Combined with the horrific vision, Si Yuanli felt in his heart Only one thought:

"Eighteen mages, kill them all."

The soft petals had already covered his knees. Si Yuanli turned his gaze to the north. In his eyes was an endless expanse of pink gold. The nectar, petals, and colored glaze covered it like an ocean, making him unable to open his eyes.

"Such a majestic power, no one can compare to it in the past five hundred years."

What came to Si Yuanli's mind were figures like Duan Mukui and Shangyuan. I am afraid that only Shangyuan who joined the group of Buddhists here nearly seventy years ago, killed two demons and three demons and walked away, and pacified the Xu Kingdom can be compared. Already…

His eyes moved back from the visions in the sky little by little, to the group of monks on the shore. The eyes were either fear, happiness, or surprise, but the most common thing in the eyes of the monks was:

"Awe."

Si Yuanli lowered his eyebrows in a daze, his mind was in confusion. Li Xuanfeng turned his head slightly and turned his gaze to him. Si Yuanli immediately became terrified and listened attentively.

Li Xuanfeng's slightly hoarse voice echoed in the air. His voice was not loud, but it made all the practitioners listen respectfully:

"Beishi has been killed, and his duty as a garrison has been completed. Shouyuan's immortal base has been exhausted. I only hope that Rong Xuanfeng will return to the lake and sit in the lake."

His words made all the cultivators raise their heads and their expressions were shocked. Even the Yuan family, who had caused a lot of unpleasantness, looked at Li Xuanfeng with respect, and all the cultivators were silent.

Although the cultivators had no choice but to come to guard, the cultivators at least tried their best, if not to the death. After all, behind Jiang'an are the clan members and caves of the cultivators. Who is not dragging his family with him?

Now almost everyone can see that the river bank is defended by Li Xuanfeng alone, and that this evil man is about to die. The fear and fear of the families have turned into joy, and they have become awe-inspiring and a little grateful.

'so far so good…'

On the contrary, some casual cultivators and clan cultivators looked at each other with expressions of regret and gratitude. They raised their heads and looked at him, not knowing what to say.

Si Yuanli's mind was shaken, and the ominous premonition in his heart finally came true, and he said in horror:

'he…! He is going to die! ’

Li Xuanfeng's death and serious injury while guarding the shore were almost completely different situations for Si Yuanli! He just saw Li Xuanfeng's majesty and felt a little lucky, but now his heart was only cold:

"This is completely different! This is completely different! Li Yuanqin is a confidant of the Chi family. Once he falls for defense, the Chi family can make a big fuss!"

"If I don't say whether the Li family can support me then... I'm afraid the flavor of the whole war will change!"

No matter how cold his heart was, when the words came to his lips he could only respond bitterly:

"Why is this... so... Xuan Feng..."

Li Xuanfeng nodded slowly towards him, his voice slightly lowered:

"[Please hold the gold] It is difficult to take it out at this time. When I sit down and pass away, I will definitely give it to my family."

His eyes fell slightly softly on Si Yuanli. Although this man was born in Qingchi and had done many unspeakable things, the tens of millions of people behind the river could be saved now because of his efforts. After all, he was a master of sword cultivation. People still have some bottom line in their hearts.

Si Yuanli met his gaze and even felt a little ashamed in his heart. Li Xuanfeng was about to die now because he was following his orders. This man had not yet realized that he secretly admired Li Xuanfeng and felt heartbroken:

"Pity……"

Li Xuanfeng chuckled lightly and turned into a gust of white wind and left. Naturally, everyone in the Li family did not need to be here to accompany them. They took off in the wind one after another. Everyone stood sideways and said respectfully:

"Congratulations, sir!"

The sound spread from east to west and gradually gathered together. Even neighbor Gu Lanying had a look of reverence in her eyes. She turned slightly sideways and saluted in the direction he left.

"Congratulations, senior..."

Si Yuanli's heart was as cold as ice, but he found more and more eyes coming towards him. A woman in green clothes walked out from the side. She was gorgeously dressed and had a sword on her waist. She bowed to him first.

"not good!"

Si Yuanli felt his scalp numb, but the voice of neighboring Gu Lanying rang through his mind like a big bell, making him tremble all over:

"Senior Yuan Li! Beixiu has retreated, but do you want to go to rescue Bian Yan?"

Si Yuanli turned his head and realized that the entire South Bank was cold-eyed. It was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop. Everyone's gazes were piercing like swords, as if the sky was full of arrows, pricking him with coldness. These gazes were mixed with the color of exploration. , pressed against his chest little by little.