Moral Immortal Sect.

The fairy mountains and blessed land are filled with spiritual energy and full of Taoism.

There are stone tables and stone chairs on the top of the mountain.

Xu Ji sat on a chair, looking into the distant mountains, and there was clear water on the table.

The clear water rippled slightly, and emitted five-color rainbow light, but the water was still clear.

This is to refine the morning light, embellish the morning glow, and use the morning dew as the base to refine the innate Hunyuan ancestor energy.

For ordinary people, it is nectar and jade liquid and the spiritual water of the immortal family. However, for Xuji, it is not beneficial to oneself to do it easily, but it is pure inside and has no disadvantages.

Suddenly, a person suddenly appeared on the other end of the stone table.

The Taoist bone fairy style is unfathomable.

The head of the Moral Immortal Sect.

"Uncle Master wants to save him?"

The real person in charge of the Moral Immortal Sect suddenly spoke, his eyebrows were slightly surprised.

Xu Ji shook his head slightly and said, "This sect has spent countless efforts on him, so there is no need to work harder."

The real person in charge of the Moral Immortal Sect pondered: "If he spends so much effort, wouldn't he be disappointed if he dies like this? Yan Di gives this sect but it is not as good as the sect's efforts."

Xu Ji said, "Yes, this sect has paid a lot. As the ancestor of the True Immortal Daoism and the head of the Moral Immortal Sect, you still feel sad and reluctant to leave. But how much does the great holy dragon and the Yan land of the Great Holy Dragon and the Yan land of the Great Holy Dragon are on him? What really has to be done is the Holy Dragon and the Yan land of the Zhongzhou. If they don’t bother, why bother with you and I?

The head of the Moral Immortal Sect sighed and said, "I can't see any signs of their attack. Do uncle think they will rescue him?"

Xu Ji shook his head and said, "No."

The head of the Moral Immortal Sect asked, "Why?"

Xu Ji said: "The higher the Taoist practice, the less we cannot reach the Nine Netherworlds. Because there are nine cauldrons blocking it, even if there is a fairy saint rescued you, you will have no way to start."

The head of the Moral Immortal Sect sighed and stopped speaking.

Xu Ji turned his head and glanced at the green tree divine general, and said calmly: "Actually, this sect has taken action, but whether he can survive depends on his luck."

...

Swallow land.

The mountain is like a sword, as if soaring into the sky.

This is a magic sword left by a Taoist ancestor. After his life ends, it turns into a sword mountain.

Ming Zhou stood on the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was originally the tip of the sword.

Looking back on the past, who dared to be before the tip of this sword?

This sword mountain was left by his master.

Ming Zhou sighed, and then the thunder rolled in the sky, no lightning was seen, only the sound of thunder was heard.

"Ming Kong is resurrected from death, and it is not Ming Kong... to be transformed, can you live?"

Ming Zhou carried his hands on his back, and a ray of light wandered beside him, like a dragon.

That is the thrilling fairy sword.

The head of Yandi walked from the bottom of the mountain and climbed the mountain in one step.

The real person of Yandi bowed and bowed and said, "The Supreme Elder."

Ming Zhou responded.

Master Yan Di said, "Junior Brother Yuhua is in trouble."

Ming Zhou said calmly: "Cause."

Master Yan Di said: "It seems that he will die without a doubt?"

Ming Zhou was silent for a moment and said, "There is a ray of vitality."

The head of the Yan Di frowned slightly and said with a serious expression, "Do you dare to ask where is the chance of life?"

Ming Zhou said: "The vitality lies in whether he thinks he is a disciple of Yandi."

The head of Yandi asked, "What if he has regarded himself as a disciple of Yandi?"

Ming Zhou said: "It may not be possible to survive."

The head of Yandi asked again: "What if he doesn't regard himself as a disciple of Yandi?"

Ming Zhou said: "I will definitely die."

The real person of the Master Yan Di was silent for a long time, then bowed and said, "Thank you, the Supreme Elder, for your advice."

...

Yinghuang Mountain.

In a golden light.

That is the light reflected by the scales.

Just because of the scales, it is as big as a house, so I only see a golden light, but I don’t see the whole picture.

A ray of innate Hunyuan Ancestor's energy was born, falling on the golden light, turning into a middle-aged man, wearing a black robe, with a cold expression and majestic eyebrows, which was quite arrogant.

Wang Shuke and the woman in green came side by side.

The woman in green clothes has a delicate appearance and a cold temperament. She is wearing green clothes and moves with the wind.

Wang Shuke was covered in fine scales. Although he was human, he had no appearance, no heart, and no human nature. In his eyes, he was full of cruelty and coldness, which seemed very crazy.

"He's going to die."

Wang Shuke had an indescribable pleasure in his words. He was transformed by a dragon turtle, but he had suffered losses at the hands of Qin Xianyu.

The woman in green was silent, and her cold eyes flashed a little.

The great master holy dragon incarnated and nodded, "I'm going to die."

Wang Shuke glanced at the woman in green meaningfully, then looked at the incarnation of the great master Holy Dragon and asked, "Do you want to save me?"

The great master holy dragon incarnated and said slowly: "I have made a statement with Nine Cauldrons. Since I have made an agreement with Ming Zhou, I will not regret it."

Wang Shuke grinned and had sharp teeth.

The woman in green suddenly said, "It has been spent too much effort on him. If he dies, what if he dies?"

The great master holy dragon turned cold and said, "The effort Yan Di spent on him was three more than my rank, and the Daodi Immortal Sect also had some ideas. If they were willing to let Qin Xianyu die, how could I not bear to give up?"

The woman in green bit her lower lip slightly and said, "But..."

The great master saint dragon incarnated and said, "But... Qin Xianyu died, he will definitely destroy my plan. Even, there will never be such a good seedling in the future, nor will there be such a high chance, and it will be difficult to cultivate another Qin Xianyu. I know in my heart, Yandi, and the Moral Immortal Sect, but since they have this idea, I can take it with them to gamble..."

"certainly……"

The Great Devil Saint Dragon incarnated and said, "As an immortal Saint Ancestral Dragon, I cannot reach the Jiuyou, because the gap between the Nine Cauldrons is too small, so my big dragon cannot get through this fishing net. So I can't save him..."

This is a bit self-destructive.

But from one perspective, it makes people feel more profound and unfathomable.

The woman in blue had her hands in her sleeve, and her joints were secretly pinched to her bones, even though she was the fairy root and Taoist bones, her fingernails were pierced through her palms.

The great master holy dragon incarnated and said slowly: "Go and take the immortal map of the mountains and rivers. If Qin Xianyu dies, he will tear up the immortal map and swallow the remaining soul of the Mingkong inside."

Wang Shuke suddenly grinned and nodded.

The great master holy dragon was very familiar with this evil dragon son and said slowly: "You must be patient, don't be impatient. If Qin Xianyu is not dead, the immortal map of the mountain and river view has been swallowed by you. Then, as your father, you can only dissect you..."

Wang Shuke suddenly trembled, lowered his head, and a few cold colors flashed in his eyes.

The woman in blue took a deep breath and said, "Can he survive?"

The great master holy dragon incarnated and said, "Even if I die, I can't see the hope of life. But Mingzhou will definitely leave him a ray of vitality, just to see if he can grasp it."

...

Outside Yinghuang Mountain.

A dignified and beautiful woman teased the child in her arms and looked at the boy playing not far away, smiling.

The boy quietly ran to the next yard and watched the aunt Ning'er cut flowers and plants.

Suddenly, he heard the little sister crying inexplicably. Then he saw Aunt Ning'er covering her heart and suddenly squatted down.

"Not good...Never mind Ning'er..."

He ran back to the front yard and saw the little sister crying, while his mother was pale, covered her chest with tears.

Liu Ruoyin frowned and said, "It's okay, mom... I'm just a little breathless..."

The boy was a little unhappy because he felt a little uncomfortable, and something seemed to be stuffed into his chest.

...
To be continued...