Daqizong

Li Wan pondered for a while, if he chooses to be resurrected and reborn, he might not be able to keep the secret of "Qi Zong Da Dian" in his body, even though he has already absorbed most of the energy in the jade pendant, it can be used as a bargaining chip to continue to own it, God The giants in the Dao realm in the South, seeing that they have achieved great momentum, may not be greedy for the law and usurp it. On the contrary, they may try their best to support themselves and regard themselves as a model of Tiannan Qidao, but in this way, the cause and effect involved are very heavy , I will lose my autonomy to a certain extent, and will no longer be as beneficial as in the past. .

Even if these are unfounded worries, the price to be paid for resurrection is extremely heavy. Even the current self cannot easily afford it, and according to Yi Ming and others, after the resurrection, the foundation of cultivation will be completely destroyed. It may be necessary to practice from scratch. Although there is experience in forming alchemy, it is not difficult to practice again, but decades of hard work are equivalent to a waste.

If there is a one in ten thousand possibility of escape, it is better to seize it.

"If I knew this trip was so dangerous, I shouldn't have come. However, the opportunity to be promoted to Nascent Soul cannot be obtained behind closed doors. There is really no other way!"

Compared with this, what makes Li Wan even more difficult to let go of is the feeling of being chased and killed, without the power to resist, and panic like a bereaved dog, which strengthens Li Wan's determination to want Dan to become a baby.

"If I have the chance, I must also cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm. I also want to be a Nascent Soul Master, and even become a Daoist, and a Daoist. !"

Li Wan sighed in his heart, but suddenly turned to the right: "Everyone follow, let's go this way."

"Master Li?" Yi Ming and Xu Pingjun were startled.

It seems that this is not the way out of the Immortal Mansion, but turn back from the other side!

Is this going to be self-inflicted?

"Quick!" Li Wan hurriedly explained while urging them, "Do you still remember that the soldier amulet is in my hand, when we wanted to enter the Star Observatory just now, those silver-armored gods just drove us out of the gate, There was no pursuit."

"Master Li, what do you mean, those silver-armored generals are very likely to be restrained by military talismans?"

"Yes, I know this matter best, but they seem to be affected by another thing in the Star Observatory and cannot be mobilized. If my guess is correct, it should be the golden armored general in this Qintianxian government!"

"Golden Armor God General?" Yi Ming and Xu Pingjun were taken aback again, and suddenly remembered that Li Wan, Master Long and others had indeed mentioned this matter before. We all know something, and have made such guesses.

Ye Xiuqi listened at the side, and couldn't help being surprised: "The silver-armored general and the golden-armored general were both ancient heavenly warriors, and their strength is extraordinary. If they can be controlled, they will be much stronger than iron-armored soldiers, but with them With his strength, can he deal with that three-talented old man?"

The old man Sancai is a top expert in the Nascent Soul Realm, even if Elder Yun, Elder Mo and others came, they did not dare to say victory lightly, at most they would join forces to rescue them.

Li Wandao: "It is recorded in ancient books that gods will have the power of celestial beings, but they have been reborn and disappeared many times, and their soul thoughts are far from what they used to be. However, the golden armored gods will be stronger and retain more strength, which is unknown. Since the silver armored gods It will have the strength of the late stage of forming an alchemy, and it is not surprising that it has the strength of the late stage of the Nascent Soul and even the Dao realm."

"Late Nascent Soul, Dao Realm..."

Everyone was startled, and immediately understood what Li Wan meant.

If this is the case, there is really a lot to do. Even if this strength cannot surpass the old man of three talents, it is enough to stop him for a while. There are several Yuanying masters guarding outside. Come to the attention of the Taoist giants, when the time comes, it will not be about how you and the old man with three talents will be, but about the game between the five major sects in Tiannan and Lingjian Mountain.

The five major sects in Tiannan, united, must be able to completely defeat Lingjian Mountain. The disciples of Lingjian Mountain also understand this, so they want to kill at all costs.

Meeting each other on a narrow road and competing for interests is ruthless, but when the situation is bigger, the general trend is more important.

At that time, no matter how decisively those Spirit Sword Mountain disciples try to kill them, they will not do it lightly.

Li Wan said decisively: "I'm afraid this is our only chance of survival!"

As a pawn, one must also have the awareness to do his best to create a good game, at least, one cannot easily become an abandoned pawn!

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"Fellow Daoist, don't run away anymore, you won't be able to escape."

At this time, on the other side of the Immortal Mansion, the disciples of Lingjian Mountain were divided into several groups to hunt down Peng Wuyan and others as expected by Li Wan and others.

These Lingjian Mountain disciples were already extraordinary in strength, and once they gained power, they would become even more powerful. Peng Wuyan and the others were all wounded, their aura was weak, and they didn't even have the strength to parry all the way.

"Haha...hahahaha..."

Peng Wuyan had already exhausted all his strength, and the people around him were even more dead and wounded, and they were almost at the end of their ropes. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing bitterly.

There seemed to be endless self-deprecating meaning in the laughter.

"It's really unexpected that we were proud one moment, but we were killed and fled in the next moment. It's really not as good as God!"

He suddenly turned around, stopped, and said loudly towards the depths of Yunsha: "Although Peng is not talented, he is still a dignified true disciple. How can he be slaughtered by you? Forget it, since you can't escape, then fight vigorously." Last time."

"Friend Peng!"

"Friend Daoist Peng?"

Followed by Peng Wuyan were monks surnamed Rong, monks surnamed Cheng, and monks surnamed Hong, three Feixian Palace disciples and Master Long, who couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this.

But Peng Wuyan sent a voice transmission to them in private: "I'll hold them back, you seize the opportunity to escape first!"

Before they recovered their senses, Peng Wuyan suddenly took both of the hands of the monk named Rong, and a small treasure bag fell into his hands.

This is his Qiankun bag, which contains the harvest of this trip, as well as the refining spirit talisman to contact the outside world.

He immediately withdrew his hand, and the figures of several Lingjian Mountain disciples also happened to come out from the depths of Yunsha.

Cultivator Rong and the others wanted to stop them, but it was too late. Peng Wuyan rushed towards them instead of retreating.

"Friend Peng..."

"kill!"

The disciples of Lingjian Mountain sacrificed their swords one after another, and the sword light was like a rainbow, piercing through Peng Wuyan's body in one fell swoop.

Peng Wuyan was shocked, but he didn't fall down in response. Instead, countless blood mist sprayed from his body and splashed on several Lingjian Mountain disciples.

Amidst the chirping sound, the blood mist flew and filled the entire courtyard.

Several disciples of Lingjian Mountain brandished their swords, but the blood mist was invisible and intangible. Even with the sword energy, they couldn't resist their attack, so they had to keep retreating.

This is a supernatural power that Peng Wuyan has painstakingly cultivated. It is called Styx Blood Refining Acupoints. Using his own blood essence to activate the magic formula, it can melt gold and melt iron, and its power is infinite. Fundamentally, it consumes a lot of vitality, and it will not be easily displayed in ordinary times.

Cultivator surnamed Rong is also a member of Feixian Palace, he recognized this supernatural power, and couldn't help but feel sad from it.

"Peng Daoyou is really going to fight to the death, we can't let him down, let's go."

But at this moment, outside the courtyard wall on the other side, thousands of lightsabers floated over like clouds and fog.

The monk surnamed Rong and others were frightened: "Here we come!"

The old man Sancai did not appear, but everyone present knew that the sword was like a human being, and these swords flew over, and his real deity had already come nearby.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo and the others... more bad luck than good luck!"

"Hateful!"

Peng Wuyan saw it too, and with a groaning roar, he mobilized all his essence and blood with all his strength, turned into bloody water, and rushed towards the three nearest Lingjian Mountain disciples. The moment these lightsabers appeared, he also realized that It's not good, I decided to use all my strength, trying to pull a few people back.

But the old man Sancai didn't let him get what he wanted. When he turned into blood and made a life-threatening blow, a golden sword floating in the air suddenly shook, and instantly crossed the courtyard wall of the Immortal Mansion and stopped in front of the disciples of Lingjian Mountain .

The blood that made these disciples so fearful immediately surged up as if hitting an invisible solid wall with a bang.

"Zheng!"

The golden sword vibrated and floated in the air!

Thousands of sharp lights were shining like a scorching sun, and Peng Wuyan's entire body instantly melted away completely like a figurine pinched by snow.

The blood mist in the air seemed to be dispelled as if the thick fog had been dispelled, disappearing into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

The only sword that the old man of Sancai cultivated in his life was not some profound magical power, but broke through the limitations of time, space and distance in a short moment, sacrificed this golden sword, and stabbed it millions of times.

With each stab, a part of the world of Immortal Mansion was gouged out, and a part of Peng Wuyan's body and the melted blood disappeared. After tens of millions of swords, everything disappeared without a trace.

"Friend Peng..."

The monk surnamed Rong and the others were still running for their lives, and they seemed to feel something, and their hearts twitched involuntarily.

Vaguely, an old sigh came from behind:

"Earth Sword Dao, Sword Meteor!"

The sound of piercing the sky kept coming. Every time, lightsabers from the sky fell, long ones, short ones, thick ones, thin ones, all kinds of different lightsabers were like a meteor rainstorm, suddenly attacking, monk Rong surnamed, etc. With a warning signal in his heart, he ran away with all his strength, but after all, the gap in strength was too great. After a while, he was also engulfed by the torrential rain formed by the brilliant lightsaber, and followed in the footsteps of other companions.

In the courtyard, lightsabers are like a forest, inserted all over the ground, like tombstones for burying the dead.

Several disciples of Lingjian Mountain chased after them, and when they saw this scene, they stopped in their tracks.

Apart from simply picking up everyone's bags, they didn't check carefully, because they knew that these Tiannan cultivators were completely dead, and their souls, bodies, and bodies were all beheaded together, and there was absolutely no reason for them to survive.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the old man Sancai appeared from the arch of the courtyard unhurriedly with his body bent.

All the disciples of Lingjian Mountain hurriedly turned their heads and bowed their hands in worship.

A disciple reported: "Elder Luo, there are only the last group of people left, kill them, and all the cultivators of the Tiannan sect will be wiped out."

The old man Sancai looked at the lightsaber sword forest silently for a while, and a gleam of light flashed in his old eyes: "Find them out."

"Follow the elder's decree!" All Lingjian Mountain disciples responded excitedly.