Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 175
"Death to the thief!"

In mid-air in the wilderness and forest, a voice full of murderous intent spread coldly.

hum!
Suddenly, red flames were seen billowing into the sky, and gusts of strong wind swept across.

In the blink of an eye, the mountains and forests were burned, and the land was scorched.

Countless thick smoke rose into the sky, and the surrounding wilderness turned into a sea of ​​fire, once again blocking the escape route of the Black Evil leader.

Immediately afterwards, a top-quality copper seal magic weapon came out quickly, rose in the air in the wind, and then turned into a size of seven feet.

The terrifying magic power in the late stage of foundation building surged out wildly, and in the next breath, the mountains of magic seals were suppressed and fell.

Bang!
Loud sounds echoed and dust flew.

The air within a radius of half a mile vibrated, and the ground shook, as if an earth dragon was rolling.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Li Zhengran and others rushed over, suspended in mid-air one after another, and stood ready, looking at the ground with solemn expressions.

Soon, several foundation-building consciousnesses came down after probing.

In the smoke and dust, a sunken hole several feet in size could be seen on the wilderness ground.

The surrounding soil was cracked, and dead branches and leaves were swept away by the flames.

When the seal floats and flies into the sky again,

Visible to the naked eye, in the pit, there are wisps of blood evaporating rapidly, red marks staining the black robe.

The dark mask shattered and flew into pieces, and the body was smashed to pieces on the spot, turning into minced flesh and no longer humanoid.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuyuan and others looked at each other. They were frightened by Tianyan Sect's fighting methods, but at the same time they were secretly relieved.

"Fortunately, this person died, otherwise we might have suffered an unintended disaster."

"What Fellow Daoist Zhang said is absolutely true."

Several people whispered quietly, and then they saw Chen Yanhong raising his hand to make a secret, recalling the top-grade copper seal magic weapon.

hum!
His eyes flickered, no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

It wasn't until another Tianyan Sect disciple put away the body of his disciple that he died that he slowly put away part of his murderous aura.

"Senior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Jinglin, he"

"I will ask the sect for credit for this matter."

With a little compassion on his face, Chen Yanhong said in a serious tone.

Seeing this, the other disciple could only nod reluctantly, knowing that this was the best result.

Reporting to the sect based on his status may allow Junior Brother Jing Lin's descendants to receive adequate pensions.

Sensing his sad mood, Chen Yanhong restrained himself a little. Chen Yanhong's eyes flashed slightly without hesitation.

"The thief has been put to death."

"Junior Brother Jing Lin, I hope you rest in peace."

With a smooth move, the magic power was swept away, and the flames filled the air again.

Not long after, red flames were seen gathering together, burning all the traces of the fighting and the body of the Black Evil leader.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiuyuan and others responded in silence, not daring to say a word.

"only."

With a move in my heart, I looked at the traces of destruction in the sea of ​​fire.

Inexplicably, Li Zhengran had a burst of speculation.

When he arrived earlier, relying on his powerful spiritual consciousness, he happened to hear the words of the leader of the Black Evil.

In addition, Chen Yanhong deliberately burned the forest and Jie Xiu's corpse at this moment.

Although it seems to be a painful venting of anger, if you look deeper into it, it may not be more than a cover-up method.

Faintly, Li Zhengran always felt that there was something fishy here.

Subconsciously, he couldn't help but glance at the slightly blood-stained storage bag that was taken into the other party's hand.

It is owned by the foundation-building leader of the Jie Xiu gang. It is obviously valuable and may contain many spiritual objects.

But compared to this, what he was more concerned about was the changes in the previously broken scriptures.

According to past hearings and records in classics.

The higher the level of the skill, the easier it is to resonate with things of the same origin.

Furthermore, this Black Evil leader is particularly good at illusion.

Therefore, it is obvious that the other party has a high probability of practicing the other half volume of the Phantom Gu Scripture.

"But why does the resonance vision never happen again?"

With his spiritual consciousness, he found that the half-page old and broken scripture in his storage bag had once again regained its calmness.

If he hadn't been very sure that his perception was correct, Li Zhengran might have suspected that everything before was an illusion. "Either it means that the other party's storage bag does not contain the Phantom Gu Scripture."

There were ripples in the lake in his heart, and Li Zhengran couldn't help but have a burst of speculation.

Turning his head to look at the sea of ​​fire below, he appeared to be normal.

But in reality, it is extremely solemn.

"Either."

"This is the person who didn't die here at all."

Once the thought appears, it can no longer be contained.

Frightened by the opponent's methods, Li Zhengran secretly became vigilant and quietly began to guard his surroundings.

The mountains and forests below were still burning quietly. Chen Yanhong didn't say anything, so they naturally didn't dare to leave at will.

The sound of crackling wood chips was intermittent, and a voice of explanation also sounded.

"The leader of the Black Evil has weird methods, or he may be faking his death through illusion."

"Chen did this just to identify the truth and falsehood. I hope fellow Taoists don't be surprised."

Holding his fists slightly, Chen Yanhong spoke again.

After hearing this, Zhang Xiuyuan and others' doubts were a little clearer, so they also stayed patiently and accompanied them where they were.

During this period, no abnormalities occurred again.

The sky is still blue and vast, and the surrounding smoke gradually fades away.

Until half a quarter of an hour later, everything in the mountain forest was completely wiped out without a trace, leaving only a piece of pitch-black scorched earth.

Therefore, the secret technique was quietly performed, and when it was confirmed that it was correct, Chen Yanhong's expression finally softened.

"Sure enough, it's not an illusion."

Quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

For a moment, Chen Yanhong felt that the heavy pressure on his shoulders was finally relieved.

Thinking of this, I felt the attention and questioning eyes of Li Zhengran and others.

After pondering for a while, Chen Yanhong immediately said happily: "Today, I would like to thank the four fellow Taoists from Tingchao Lake for helping us to kill this thief."

"Chen will definitely report the credit to the sect truthfully."

The Black Evil Jie Cultivator is one of the Jie Cultivator gangs wanted by the five major sects.

Assisting in the killing of its leader and its complete destruction would naturally be of great benefit.

Moreover, maybe we can take this opportunity to get a ray of good fortune from the Tianyan Sect.

Therefore, although Chen Yanhong never received any items in the storage bag.

But this promise is already of great value to Zhang Xiuyuan and others.

"In this case, Zhang will thank Fellow Daoist Chen."

With smiles on their faces, Zhang Xiuyuan and others responded with smiles and clasped fists.

After chatting for a few words again, he watched the other party take his leave with another Tianyan Sect monk.

"I hope, I'm thinking too much."

Taking one last look at the scorched earth below, Li Zhengran shook his head secretly.

Immediately, a group of people walked together, leading the city law enforcement team, and headed into Tingchao Lake.

Not long after, the area returned to silence again.

White clouds gathered in the sky, and a gentle breeze blew by.

About an hour later, the sky turned dim, and a figure wearing a red robe quietly appeared again.

"Sure enough, he is indeed dead."

With a murmur, Chen Yanhong put away his last vigilance.

Shaking his head, this time, he completely disappeared without a trace.

At the same moment, Li Zhengran, who had found a way to break away from the team, quietly put away his consciousness in a corner of the wilderness a few miles away.

"Is it possible that I am thinking too much?"

After putting away his thoughts and waiting for another half an hour, he sighed secretly and truly returned to Tingchao Lake.

As he left, the scorched land returned to silence.

For a long time, until night fell.

Only then did he see a dark shadow, quietly condensing.

(End of this chapter)