Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 534

The red-robed old man was horrified, he didn't expect that a seemingly ordinary Jindan female cultivator would have a treasure to defend against the attack of divine consciousness.

The attacking treasures that defend the consciousness are rare.

An Qingli is not a reckless person. When going out, of course she wears the best defensive vestment on her body.

The defensive robe, which can protect An Qingli from head to toe, is to guard against sudden attacks by such high-ranking monks.

The red-robed old man secretly said something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the three Yuanying Patriarchs of Tianyun Sect had already trapped the red-robed old man in the center.

"What's your meaning?" The red-robed old man in the late Yuanying period said displeasedly, "Could it be that you want to use your power to overwhelm others?"

The ice phoenix screamed excitedly in the mustard space, and the sky was full of blue light.

The little ones also got excited.

An Qingli looked up.

Qi Min and Qi Gao regained their spirits, this was the first time An Qingli had sent an invitation to them for help.

Rare, but really rare, unprecedented.

Patriarch Qi Gao flicked his sleeves without saying a word, and put the red-robed old man and the six Foundation Builders directly into his sleeves.

Tian Yunzong Huashen Patriarch and Yuanying Patriarch looked at each other.

what's the situation?
Crossing the Nascent Soul Realm and Transforming God Realm, and directly attacking the Tribulation Realm?
Who has such a big face?

The three Yuan Ying patriarchs were even more depressed, before they had time to show their tongues and exchanged a few words with the red-robed man, they immediately turned cold.

Meng Xun looked flustered, worried that among the group of Foundation Establishment disciples who had been taken captive, there was someone in disguise.

An Qingli went up.

Patriarch Qi Min flicked his sleeve, and a hurricane was brought up, helping An Qingli to soar up.

"Yes... is it the Dujie Patriarch who made the move?"

For the other forces, many high-ranking monks also reacted, but no one knew the specific reason.

The buzzing voice, like thousands of bees, almost suppressed the trembling sound at the entrance of the secret realm.

Some young disciples were uneasy, and even said something, fearing that it might not be the Anti-Tianmeng who made a move.

The ancestor of Tianyun Sect Huashen sighed slightly, and uploaded a message from the cloud: "Don't panic, the visitor is different, the secret realm is about to open, do your job well."

The elders of the big and small powers also reacted, lowered their faces and lectured, asking these young disciples not to be distracted, chattering non-stop, and whether they still look like monks.

The ground quickly quieted down again, but the consciousness became more and more chaotic.

At an altitude of [-] meters, An Qingli said in Ancestor Qi Min's sleeve: "Ancestor, give me that round-faced female cultivator who established the foundation, and the rest can be interrogated by Ancestor Huashen."

Qi Gao responded, flicking his sleeves, the red-robed old man and the five Foundation Establishment disciples were thrown down from the sky like rags.

The red-robed old man was dizzy, like a puppet, going straight up and down again, unable to be the master of his own body at all.

The red-robed old man in the late Yuanying period was like this, let alone those foundation-establishing disciples who were like ants.

The two avatars of Tianyunzong stopped the falling red-robed Nascent Soul, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Where did fellow Taoist come from?" Daoist Boyi said majesticly.

The red-robed old man was dizzy, and forced himself to stabilize his body in mid-air before he said in a cold sweat: "Old man... I'm going to... Hui Daojun, I am the True Lord Hongyan of the Raging Fire Sect."

"Raging Fire Sect?" Daoist Boyi pondered.

The Raging Fire Sect is a sect that has only recently risen after the end of the Great War between Righteousness and Demons.

The battle between righteousness and evil was fierce, and many forces were completely out of control.

So those forces gathered together and formed a group of forces.

This force is named Agni, which also means rebirth in the raging fire.

Although the Raging Fire Sect is relatively loose, and internal fighting is quite serious, there are many high-level monks, and even some high-level casual cultivators, who took the initiative to participate.

At the beginning of the establishment of Raging Fire Sect, there were more elders than disciples.

After decades of development, today's Raging Fire Sect is only a third-rate sect in terms of the number of disciples, but in terms of high-level combat power, it is no longer inferior to ordinary second-rate sects.

It was also the first time for the sect elders' costumes, which were as red as fire, to appear in front of people.

"Hui Daojun," the red-robed old man who had passed through the ghost gate, hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I am the Raging Fire Sect, Hongyan Zhenjun. Back then, the sect where the sect was destroyed was destroyed by the demons, so I met a few like-minded people. , created the Raging Fire Sect.”

However, today's Raging Fire Sect has been taken over by Jiu, and the sect they have worked so hard to create has been taken over by three old Huashen.

Those pioneers of them were reduced to the pawns of the three Transformation Gods.

Daoist Boyi looked at the red-robed old man, and said expressionlessly: "These foundation-building disciples are all from your Blazing Fire Sect?"

The red-robed old man's expression changed, he didn't dare to hide it, and immediately said: "These five disciples are from the Raging Fire Sect, it is absolutely true. But the round-faced female cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment came in under a false name."

"Fake name?" Daoist Boyi signaled the red-robed old man to continue.

After hesitating for a moment, the red-robed old man chose to tell the truth to save his life, and said hastily, "I don't know the specifics. It was the ancestor of Huashen in the sect who brought the foundation-establishing female cultivator to me three days ago."

Daoist Boyi said again: "What is the origin of the deity in your sect?"

The old man in red robe shook his head and said: "The face is strange, it doesn't look like someone from the southern cultivation world."

Ji Jiahua Shendao Lord suddenly raised his lips and said with a smile: "You are smart, you want me, Tian Yunzong, to help you clean up the house."

The old man in the red robe quickly clasped his fists again, and said in a panic, "I dare not, I just dare not deceive the two Taoist monarchs."

High above the sky, An Qingli set up an isolation restriction in the sleeves of ancestor Qi Min, and brought the round-faced nun who established the foundation into the mustard space.

Previously, I troubled Du Jie Patriarch to take action directly, but it was because the Foundation Establishment female cultivator had too much to do with her, so she didn't dare to be careless, and she would change if she was afraid of delay.

"cracking!"

Bingfeng let out an excited sigh, so excited that she grabbed the foundation-establishing female cultivator with the ice spirit root and went to the depths of the dense forest.

The process of digging out the eyes may be a bit bloody, and it doesn't want the other little ones to see it.

That ice spirit root female cultivator was completely unconscious and her spiritual power was sealed. It wasn't Ye Zhilan, but her eye sockets were filled with the ice eyes that once stayed in Ye Zhilan's eye sockets!

Thanks to Qingli for winning the opportunity to come to the secret realm this time, otherwise it would have missed his pair of eyes again.

An Qingli raised her lips, she really wanted to plant flowers so they wouldn't bloom, but she didn't want to plant willows to make shade. She didn't expect that it was the other party who took the initiative to send Bing Po to her door.

Moreover, the two patriarchs Qi Min and Qi Gao were also there, and they took the Bingpo Eye back without any effort.

Little Pegasus flicked his long hair on his forehead triumphantly, and said happily, "Master, you still have to have some confidence in your own third-stage purple luck. Your luck is good for those around you, and Bingfeng can find it smoothly." Bingpomu is all thanks to you."

The little tiger fluttered his wings, and carried the little Lingxi up and down in the sky, and replied for An Qingli: "It's not bad, Tian Yunzong's luck ranks third."

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