"This is not a merciful master... Son of the Lin family, you are playing with fire!"

In the 49th city, deep in the mountains to the north of the city, there is an ordinary cottage. Three large flying boats are suspended above the cottage, and several true immortal monks are sitting on the bow, chatting endlessly.

This village has a name as ordinary as its appearance, "Iron Stone".

But the master behind it is anything but ordinary. He is the Hunyuan Luotian Sect, a great sect among Taoist sects. This Iron Stone Village is the stronghold of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect in Zhenmo Ridge.

One, it is specially used to do some activities that are not very visible to people and difficult to show off.

In the corner of the cottage, in an inconspicuous house, Lu Qian's old acquaintance Wan Xiang, who was once the great leader of the Yuanling Tiansen Luo Sect, was smiling at the image floating in a bright light, and the image of Lin Haoran just now was

Those words sounded so true.

"But it's okay."

Wanxiang is in a very good mood.

"If Fahai really did something to you... He will definitely die, but the big backer behind him, haha, will also collapse." Wanxiang smiled brightly. The Qingyang Lin family's power is absolutely unparalleled.

It is not comparable to the ordinary sect of Liangyitian and the aristocratic family.

With the eleven Taoist-level masters of the Lin family joining forces, and the power of the three sages behind them, even if the Xuanguang Buddha is imprisoned, facing such pressure, they can only do nothing, right?

Next to Wan Xiang, sat a middle-aged man wearing a water and fire Taoist robe, looking dignified and calm.

In terms of seniority, he was the founder of Wanxiang several generations ago, and was once the leader of the Senluo Sect. He ascended from the Yuanling Heaven to the great power of the Liangyi Heaven. After years of hard work in the upper world, he also achieved the level of a true king, which is equivalent to

Due to the cultivation of the great Buddhist Bodhisattva, he also gained an extremely good position in the Hunyuan Luotian Sect.

For example, all the sixteen mountain villages set up by the Hunyuan Luotian Sect on the front line of Zhenmo Ridge, with tens of thousands of extremely brave monks who dare to fight and kill, are all under his control. All the profits of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect in the wild mountains are under his control.

All incoming and outgoing accounts are controlled by him alone.

In addition, the disciples of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect who have been trained in the major towns of Demon City, all the publicly established business houses, and these businesses, as well as the large and small forces that have cooperative relationships with the sixteen cottages outside the city, all of this is woven together

His personal network and various interests are all under his supervision.

"Back then, not long after my ascension, as an incense attendant boy, I followed the master to go to the Taoist ancestral court in Qingyang Mountain to offer incense and make offerings to the Taoist ancestors. At that time, I met the contemporary head of the Qingyang Lin family, Lin Haoran.

He was just a child at that time, serving the head of the Lin family."

The middle-aged man named Qingnang smiled calmly and said: "I am a little older, but my appearance is the same as before. He would never have imagined that he would meet someone in this Demon City. He had met him back then.

A true person."

Taoist Qingnang smiled coldly: "So, Lin Haoran, the concubine of the Lin family who comes from a small family in a remote place? He is clearly Lin Haoran, the eldest son of the Qingyang Lin family of the Taoist ancestral court!"

"What a ruthless attack!" Taoist Qingnang murmured: "Wanxiang, maybe we don't need to calculate anything... Lin Haoran can easily crush Fahai to death, and the master's tone is just that.

It can be eliminated!”

Wan Xiang hesitated for a moment, hesitated to speak, and showed an extremely bright smile.

Taoist Qingnang stood up and waved his hand towards Wanxiang: "That's all, just let things take their own course... No matter what the reason for the 'prince' of the Qingyang Lin family, he has set his sights on Fahai.

, is a good thing, it saves you the risk and your trouble."

"I am leading the team here this time to explore a newly discovered secret palace in the wilderness of the south. The team has already set off, and I only stayed here for two more days because of you." Taoist Qingnang looked at it with a stern look.

Looking at Wanxiang, he said softly: "In the future, in the Hunyuan Luotian Sect, you will get closer to the disciples of the Senluo lineage who originated from Yuanlingtian. In this way, if there is any trouble, you will be more helpful."

Wanxiang felt the care from the 'real' 'elder of the master'. He solemnly saluted Taoist Qingnang and said with great sincerity: "This disciple is new here and I don't know what the relationship is. In the future, please give me guidance and guidance from the ancestor."

Taoist Qingnang nodded with satisfaction, smiled, turned around and turned into a soft light of water to escape.

Suddenly, with the sound of a thunderbolt, a tough monk covered in blood was slapped down from a high altitude. Blood and water splashed everywhere, and even half of his broken arm was thrown away more than ten feet away. The injured monk

The severely injured monk forcibly made a large hole half a foot deep on the ground. The 'Thunderbolt Golden Shuttle' he used to escape for his life also exploded with a 'click' the moment he landed and was broken into pieces.

The debris sprayed out far away, leaving holes in the walls of the house.

Sharp whistles came from all directions at the same time, and dozens of true immortals led nearly a thousand elite monks to quickly encircle him from all directions.

Taoist Qingnang suddenly emerged from the water. He took a quick step to the fallen monk and grabbed his shoulder. With a shake of his hand, a blood-colored elixir flashed out of his hand with a strange light.

It flew out and fell directly into the seriously injured monk's mouth.

There were seven or eight transparent wounds on his body. Three of them were burned by thunder and fire, and there was even a claw mark deep in the back of his heart, constantly spurting out green pus and blood. The monk who was so seriously injured swallowed the pill, and his body

He was twitching slightly, and blood mixed with visceral fragments kept coming out of his mouth.

After such a tea time, the seriously injured monk opened his eyes and grabbed Taoist Qingnang's sleeve.

"Master...Uncle Master, it's over, it's over...our team is all over!" The seriously injured monk hissed: "We...we...the geomagnetism is chaotic, the space is distorted, our airship crashed into the poisonous flame demon

The battlefield between Dong and Leijiaoman was jointly attacked by them... All the fellow sects were completely destroyed... Disciple, disciple managed to escape with the help of the Thunderbolt Golden Shuttle!"

Taoist Qingnang's body shook.

Wanxiang's body also shook violently.

Taoist Qingnang personally led the team this time to go deep into the wild mountains to explore a secret palace that had just been created by heaven and earth that was accidentally discovered by a previous Hunyuan Luotian Sect expedition team.

According to the analysis of the small expedition team, that secret palace probably contained innate spiritual roots of a sufficiently high level.

In the world of cultivation, once any object is linked with the word "innate", it is a good thing that Buddha and Taoist masters will covet... Therefore, Taoist Qingnang personally rushed to the Demon-Suppressing Ridge with an elite team.

!

Three giant flying boats carried six thousand elite monks, including nearly a thousand true immortals alone!

These six thousand monks are all elite, and most importantly, they are all direct disciples of the so-called 'Sen Luo lineage' within the Hunyuan Luotian Sect. The leaders among them are naturally those who have ascended from the Yuanling Tiansen Luo Sect through the ages.

The powerful elders; and the others are also the disciples of these powerful elders in Liangyi Heaven.

Wanxiang naturally also belongs to the "Senluo lineage".

The ‘Senluo lineage’ is Wanxiang’s real backer and backstage in Liangyitian. They are Wanxiang’s ‘own people’!

This time, six thousand elites were dispatched, including nearly a thousand true immortals. This was a big move by Taoist Qingnang. It was also an extremely important and cost-intensive action for the ‘Senluo Lineage’!

But among the six thousand elites, only one lucky person of the 26th level of the True Immortal escaped!

"How could this be so?" Taoist Qingnang hissed in panic: "This route has been carefully surveyed more than ten times. Along the way... along the way... there are more treasures to suppress the chaotic geomagnetism. How could it be...

"

The monk who had just recovered his breath looked at Taoist Qingnang helplessly: "In a cave, the earth's core magnetism exploded, causing the void to twist, and sent us directly into a battlefield of demons and barbarians...

The three heavy ships were directly shattered, and 90% of the sect members fell with the heavy ships... The remaining 10% of the sect members were demonized and the barbarians attacked..."

Taoist Qingnang looked pale.

Wanxiang also looked at Taoist Qingnang anxiously.

It stands to reason that Taoist Qingnang should set off with this large-scale exploration team. But after seeing Vientiane, Taoist Qingnang stayed in Tieshizhai for two days in order to have some intimate words with Wanxiang and mention this.

A few words about "direct descendants".

Who would have thought that after just two days of stay, the entire exploration team would be wiped out?

There is no doubt that the 'Senluo Lineage' has suffered heavy losses... The loss of manpower is nothing more than that. Taoist Qingnang must be responsible for this heavy loss. Then, his status in Hunyuan Luotian Sect is likely to remain under the radar.

The top leaders of other factions are shaken, which is undoubtedly a huge challenge for the entire 'Sen Luo Lineage'.

Even Wanxiang can imagine what kind of chaos the entire Hunyuan Luotian Sect will be like once the Senluo lineage and other factions fight for the position of Taoist Qingnang!

"Grandmaster!" Wan Xiang looked carefully at Taoist Qingnang, who had a pale complexion and purple lips.

"How is that possible? It makes no sense!" Qingnang Taoist murmured: "Every time I travel, I go to my old friend to ask for a divination... This time's divination is clearly good luck and good fortune, and I will come back with a full load... How?

Yes, how can we lose our troops and generals and be completely defeated?"

"Old friend, he, he, his secret hexagram, how, how..."

Taoist Qingnang suddenly and inexplicably lost his Taoist heart, and his body's magic power became chaotic.

On his chest, hidden under the Taoist robe of Water and Fire, was a golden ring with two golden dragons connected end to end. The simple and thick golden ring suddenly shook steadily... This golden ring was obviously a rare treasure, and it was obviously not Taoist Qingnang himself.

The thing, or in other words, the thing belongs to him, but obviously it has not been completely refined and controlled.

The magic power was in chaos, and the golden ring suddenly vibrated. Waves of terrifying acquired Xin Jin Yuan Magnetic Mysterious Light turned into a silver-white torrent visible to the naked eye, with a harsh "buzzing" sound of magnetic field vibration, sweeping around in circles!

The monk who had just been seriously injured and had just recovered a breath of vitality was a great master after all. In his busy schedule, he put a thick shield of immortal power on the surface of his body, protecting his body and escaping quickly. At the same time, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice: "Master

Uncle!"

Wanxiang is out of luck!

With his little cultivation and his little adaptability, he was solidly hit by this silver-white Yuan magnetic light.

There was a muffled sound, and everything in the universe howled miserably.

His immortal body was shattered into pieces, and turned into a plume of blood-colored smoke by the fine and soft Yuanci Xuanguang, each strand as heavy as a mountain and as sharp as a knife. This Yuancixuanguang was better at attacking divine souls.

Wanxiang's true immortal persona was beaten to pieces with a few "kaka" sounds, and the not very strong spirit disappeared into thin air.

Taoist Qingnang's reaction was quite sharp. He yelled angrily, formed seals with his hands, and touched the restless golden ring with one finger, forcibly suppressing the ancient treasure borrowed from the hand of the big backer behind him.

At the same time, he shed a rapidly changing rain-like fairy light, firmly protecting a faint ray of Yuanling that escaped from the core of the soul of all things.

"This...this...this is, my fault!" Taoist Qingnang looked helplessly at the wisp of spirit in Wanxiang, and scratched the back of his head in distress.

Well, one of my 'outstanding' disciples has gained another one!
To be continued...