Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ji Yunlai tore up more than half of the ghost, with a head and a face, but missing his arms and half of his body.

No harm is done.

The disciples have quietly cheered. They recognize this guy, and they keep saying that they will be taken hostage. A stupid ghost who relies on the magic circle, dare to say nothing to their great master, and ask the master to tidy up. Fan, don't feel afraid to scare them.

Ji Yunlai's expression was calm and calm, as calm as water, but the fingers pinching the ghost's neck didn't stop, and he almost pinched the ghost into two again.

He pointed out that Shang Dao power was extremely strange, making this ghost spread out in countless numbers, but it felt like an identity.

The ghost struggled for a moment with painful and unbearable expression, suddenly stretched out his hand and drew a very simple circle in the void.

Almost at the same time, the entire Taoist Palace shook suddenly, and the heaven and earth buildings collapsed and collapsed like building blocks, sinking into the ground, and the surrounding grasses spread and turned into layers of labyrinth, surrounding them.

And there seemed to be an extremely terrifying suction in the void, wanting to **** them all into it.

Ji Yunlai didn't move at all, but just watched all this seriously and quietly. All the surface trajectory, Taoism, and mana movement, were pulled out of the skin and bones in his dark pupils, and turned into the most primitive runes, quickly The ground is analyzed and cracked.

The disciple behind was sucked out like a rolling gourd, and Huang slightly anxious, stretched out his hand and grabbed the sleeve of the master master's left hand.

This one is incredible. Huang Wei was grabbed by several hands in an instant, and the owner of those hands also had a lot of other people hanging on his body. They climbed on the former one after another, like a group of monkeys who wanted to climb to the big tree. ——The expression is not only not afraid, but it is very excited to show: I also want to pull the clothes of the head!

Lou Duxing was still reluctant to live, but seeing this situation, I really wanted to pretend to be unable to resist and go for it.

Huang Wei had to turn around angrily: "Whoever crawls, I will kick someone!"

So she was immediately criticized by her peers, who pointed out that she did not respect and love her peers.

Ji Yunlai finally couldn't stand it. He threw the ghost in his hand forcefully, and the invisible sword energy flew out and nailed it into the void. He stretched out his hand and drew a few runes in the void. The ripples instantly collapsed. Kun-Lai disciples A face of regret fell on the ground, and there were a few hands that wanted to touch Huang Wei's sleeve just now.

Ji Yun came here to stare at the ghost: "Speak, who are you?"

"You don't deserve to know who I am!" The ghost reluctantly picked up its momentum, with a cold expression.

Ji Yunlai was too lazy to talk, and was about to tidy up for his disciples, when he saw the entire Fangcao Labyrinth change again, countless thunderbolts in the sky, the sky turned dark purple, and the silver snake danced wildly, the momentum was terrifying, he Frowning slightly, waving his sleeves, the long sleeves fluttered, covering all the disciples.

That day, there was a very strange purple energy in the thunder. With Ji Yun's cultivation base, he felt a little laborious after receiving a few. If he tried hard, it would be a pity. After thinking about it, his eyebrows were brilliant and turned into countless white lights. , The hourglass generally faces the purple qi and collects all of it in the Great Hall of Conferred Demons in the Lingtai.

The purple light seemed to have found an enemy and killed countless heavenly demons one after another, and finally the remaining spiritual embers were turned into nourishment, as they grew and nourished the Duer sword that he hadn't replenished for a long time.

On this day, the thunder seemed to consume a lot of Dao Palace, but after a while, all the thunder stopped on this day.

At this time, the ghost had long been missing.

Ji Yun drew back his sleeves and stared coldly at the disciples who were inhaling immortality.

The disciples immediately looked at him with a well-behaved face and admiration, as if they didn't know what they had done.

Ji Yunlai thought that he should cut off their internet for a few more days. He turned his head and looked at the huge maze of fragrant grass, closed his eyes for a while, and stopped talking.

The disciples still had a well-behaved face and dared not say a word.

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At the core of the Dao Palace, only a small piece of the soul was finally brought back to the body. Although the ghost regained its body, it was only a lot thinner. It seemed to be reduced by 80% in transparency. You don’t need to look at it, and you can’t see it. come out.

Luo Qingxiao's expression was indifferent: "I said earlier, you can't underestimate him."

Yin Potian's handsome face was a bit frustrated, but he still held back his temper and exhaled forcefully before he became sorrowful: "I really underestimated the heroes of the world, and the waves after this are really a bit fierce."

Ten thousand years ago, he was invincible and invincible. When he met his younger generations, he always had various advantages. Even if he didn't mix well in the earth and stars in his previous life, he felt that it was because he lost the memory of his previous life cultivation. With Dao Palace in hand again, it was just when the confidence was overwhelming that I just saw the junior immortal and just felt that it was the same as the three major door-to-door immortals, no different... Now, it seems that there is no difference, no difference. what!

And... he pressed his forehead, it seemed that he was deeply affected by the downturned life on the planets in the previous life, and he always tried to show it.

But can't even the Dao Tribulation Array of Purple Clouds, which can hurt people and immortals, hurt him?

This is great, and it is a bit too much.

The deeper Yin Potian frowned, he really couldn't think of any way to prevent this junior from raging in the Dao Palace, and the four seasons of Fanghua would not stop him for a few breaths.

He glanced at the water mirror in the mountain and river cauldron again, and saw that the junior immortal was standing still with his eyes closed. He was puzzled for a while, and asked, "What is he doing?"

Luo Qingxiao glanced, knowing in his heart, but just said: "I don't know either."

Yin Potian was a little unbelievable, but now he has to rely on Luo Qingxiao first. After all, he now has only the soul body, and his divine consciousness is extremely low, so he said: "Can you help me lead them out of the Dao Palace?"

As long as this evil star leaves the Dao Palace, relying on the formation here and that thing, he is confident enough to recover in a short time.

He regretted not listening to Luo Qingxiao's words, seeing so many young and excellent monks, and having a long time different beauties, so he caught them all in one go... It was really affected by those novels too much, but there was no way. , Who made him have two personalities in his previous life and this life have not yet completely blended in...

Luo Qingxiao shook his head, revealing the wound on his hand: "This is injured by him, and it can't be healed."

Yin Potian was a little stunned, knowing that the other party hadn't left his hand at all, he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, Qingxiao, you are fortunate enough. When I recover my cultivation, I will use Qi Luck to treat you."

Luo Qingxiao sighed: "The minister dare not."

But then, his expression changed drastically, and he took out a piece of white jade, which was exquisitely cut and carved into the appearance of a small fairy palace, and within a little while they were talking, most of the front of the fairy palace had turned gray, and Gray is spreading rapidly.

This is the formation control that is eroding the fairy palace? ?

How could there be such a monster! ?

He looked at Luo Qingxiao who was indifferent and sighed.

"Well, only ten thousand years ago, the family was ruined by his son," Yin Potian was a little bit distressed. "I told Dalang back then that I can't easily go to Wangchuan. If there is anything to do with the ghost king, he still goes. I even made my grandson chaotic, taking air, and being annihilated by the demon clan, the other royal clans were still kings, and they were broken down by the door... What a crime!"

Luo Qingxiao bowed his head and said nothing.

"You dare to use Kun-Lai’s Dao Qi to swear to be true. I naturally believe you." Yin Potian calmed down the only combat power available at the moment, "Well, as long as you can let him out, I will The Dao Qi seal will be returned to you!"

Luo Qingxiao remained silent.

"Then I will pay you back first, you have to promise me." Yin Potian said helplessly.

"That's not good." Luo Qingxiao whispered.

"It's nothing bad, I can still do this." Yin Potian raised his hand and took out a starlight from the Jade Little Immortal Palace.

"Okay." Luo Qingxiao took the Dao deed and stood aside.

Yin Potian looked cold.

After Luo Qingxiao put away the starlight, his expression was quiet, and he just said indifferently: "Don't worry, if the devil's chaos is happening today, he will find his apprentice, and he will leave."

Yin Potian was furious, and when he looked at the jade, there was only the last point that didn't turn gray.

Under gritted teeth, he squeezed the Jade Palace forcefully, then fished out a thing from the mountain and river tripod, and then his whole soul was thrown into the last light and disappeared.

Luo Qingxiao curled his lips slightly, if it weren't for the oath in his blood that prevented him from easily attacking Daxuan, how could it make him jump for such a long time.

He glanced at the core of the underground palace with nostalgia, then glanced at Ji Yunlai, who was standing still in the water mirror, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he sighed: "Preaching does not teach the law, and the lamp does not pass the salary. I am finally enlightened. It's late."

Kun-Lai's inheritance is the spirit of will, not the blood of Taoism.

The wind knows the strong grass. From now on, I have seen Kun-Lai and the hearts of the people who have seen it. Six hundred years ago, I felt that Kun-Lai in the Middle Continent was nothing but a little fur and had nothing to do with Kun-Lai. Come to think of it, how stupid it is, how put the cart before the horse.

People will change, dharma will change, mountain gates will decay, and the once witnesses will eventually be foreign objects.

Only when the Tao does not change, the mind does not change, the meaning of true gold that meets the fire and the wind, and is not destroyed by refining, is the meaning of Kun-Lai's inheritance and the way of inheritance.

He sighed a little. Why did the master pass the fairy to me back then? Was he looking for Ayun?

But it's ridiculous.

He turned and left, before the last area of ​​the Jade Immortal Palace turned gray.

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Ji Yunlai suddenly opened his eyes.

The disciples sat in front of him obediently, with a look of respect and admiration, and many stars appeared in the eyes of the disciples.

He was too lazy to get angry, just stretched out his hand and invited a piece of jade from the disciple at will.

Huang Wei was a little bit heartbroken, but felt that it was the blessing of this jade to use it for the headmaster!

Using the finger as a sword, Ji Yunlai quickly carved countless small runes on the jade jue, and jade shavings fell from time to time, and was quietly recruited by his disciples to pick it up.

After a breath, Yu Jue had already become a small fairy palace. If the ghost was here, he would immediately recognize that this thing was exactly the same as the ashesed fairy palace in his hand, except for the smaller one.

Ji Yun came to raise his hand, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed suddenly, and he had already arrived in an empty hall.

The entire hall is carved with superb spirit stones, not to mention the various liquefied spirit milks, which are extremely precious things. There are also fairy grasses growing wildly in the corners, which have been medicine for ten thousand years. It grew from the spiritual grass outside the door.

There are countless drawings of various magical artifacts, as well as puppets.

The disciples looked very curious, not greedy, and looked at the master.

Ji Yunlai only glanced at the scene in the mountain and river tripod, and stretched out his hand to take out the Yungui who was eating grass, An Xian who was cutting grass, and the angry white narcissus.