The sound of the wind can only be heard at the top of the Holy Peak.

Xia Yantian and a group of gods, True Lords, stood in the air dozens of miles away from the Jiesheng Peak. At this time, almost all of them looked up at the huge blue lotus shadow in the sky, and the black cloud trapped in the green lotus.

The thunder of thunder has completely disappeared.

But everyone still dared not release their spiritual sense, and they dared not approach the Shengfeng to see how Qingyangzi and Wang Yuanze lived and died.

Without the harassment of the catastrophe thunder, Wang Yuanze was finally able to calm down and save people.

Half an hour passed soon.

A group of great spiritual cultivators all had a little soreness on their necks.

Many of the thousands of Longmen Mountain disciples had already begun to land on the snow-capped mountains around them because of their lack of vitality.

Wang Yuanze finally took back the last trace of golden divine essence in Qingyangzi's body into his dantian.

Although he had just experienced a life of death, he had gained a lot. After this divine essence was retracted, the essence in his body was already as thick as a thumb and more than meter long. It was like a golden dragon, churning in the qi sea of ​​dantian, and the size of the dantian also expanded a lot, and it had reached a scale of ten feet.

After looking inside the Dantian for a long time, Wang Yuanze with a dark face retracted his spiritual sense, and then looked at Qing Yangzi lying on the ground.

Without the corrosion of divine power, the big hole in Qingyangzi's chest was being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, a transparent hole the size of a fist was left with only a faint scar.

The shaking and dissipated soul that had just been floating outside the body gradually stabilized and began to slowly return to Qingyangzi's body.

Outside the collapsed secret room, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed. An old man wearing a gray-white Taoist robe and tall body appeared. His spiritual sense swept away and his face looked overjoyed. He rushed into the secret room and exclaimed excitedly, "The Great Elder has saved it, saved it!"

The old man's voice spread far away from the Jisheng Peak, and instantly one after another appeared on the top of the mountain. Soon everyone who had seen it was sure that Qing Yangzi had indeed escaped the death disaster. Not only did the wound on his chest heal, but even his soul had stabilized, and he would probably wake up soon.

"I, on behalf of the entire Longmen Sect, thanked Wang for his righteousness to rescue him, and the great kindness of Longmen Mountain will never be forgotten. When the elder Qingyangzi wakes up, we will definitely prepare a generous gift to come and thank you!" The first tall and thin old man who arrived was crying with joy and kept bowing to Wang Yuanze.

"Hmph, I heard that you were the one who arranged for Yuan Hua and Lin Qiuya to go to Qingheshan?" Wang Yuanze snorted coldly.

"Yes, it was indeed my arrangement at the beginning. This matter was entirely blamed on my mistake, which eventually led to a great disaster. Today, the leader of the king saved the great elder, and Yu Zhenzi was willing to pay his life..."

"I'm not as aggressive as Qingyangzi. I'll save one and kill another. Wouldn't I end up doing good things and still have to be criticized..." Wang Yuanze turned his head and looked over the faces of the five gods, including Xia Yantian, Fu Yaozi, Yulong God, Sun Xuanqing and Xiao Yuhe, and finally curled his lips and said with a contemptuous smile, "You are all dignified gods. Please ask me to save people. When you are in danger, you leave me and run away. Is this what people do?"

A group of gods all turned their faces red, and they turned their heads to one side and dared not look at them.

A group of True Lords behind him all bowed their heads and dared not speak.

When the catastrophe thunder came just now, no one was able to care about Wang Yuanze, or they simply hoped that Wang Yuanze would save Qingyangzi at the moment when the catastrophe thunder fell.

Perhaps most of them actually hope that if Wang Yuanze cannot save Qingyangzi, he will just die with Qingyangzi.

In this way, there was no one missing from the Immortal World of China that was beyond their control and even threatened their lives.

However, Wang Yuanze is not dead at the moment, but has survived the death disaster and saved Qingyangzi. It is a loss no matter what. It is so ugly that the group of people are still holding back the bullet.

Because I can't bear it, there is an existence in the realm of the celestial immortal above my head, and is recovering the clouds brought by the death disaster.

This cloud is actually a huge cloud that has accumulated thousands of years in the world. It has already initially possessed the sense of rules. Anyone with a powerful existence within the perception range is about to die, will come to release the catastrophe thunder, prepare to wipe its consciousness, and then swallow it and continue to strengthen itself, until one day by chance, a ghost will be born, or even a god will become one day.

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At this time, the black clouds in the sky had shrunk to dozens of feet in size.

The phantom of the green lotus has shrunk to about a hundred feet.

In the center of the phantom of the green lotus, a crystal clear green lotus platform with colorful rays floating. A middle-aged man in black sat cross-legged on the purple lotus pod, and his body was covered with clouds of light. The dense rune lights and shadows churned and flickered on the lotus platform, constantly refining the black cloud.

As the continuous refining, the figure of the middle-aged man became clearer and clearer, his face, skin, hair and clothes gradually became no different from that of the real person. At the same time, a momentum that shocked the world slowly emanated from the middle-aged man, stirring the sky, tearing the void, trembling with the clear sky of Longmen Mountain, and under the sunset, it looked like a legendary immortal saint, emitting a grand and irresistible momentum.

The vast mountains and fields are churning, and the Holy Peak appears lonely and deserted in the afterglow of the sunset.

A group of gods, Zhenjun, and Zhenjun were all standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the green lotus floating in the sky, each of them showing fear, surprise, envy or jealousy.

Qingyangzi's affairs can be put aside for the time being. Even if he suddenly dies now, these true lords will not have any thoughts to care about it.

The seniors in the Tianxian Realm are right in front of you. As a group of people who have been working hard for this goal, it is now a great opportunity.

If you can get to know each other and receive some advice, your realm may soon improve by leaps and bounds.

As the shadow of the green lotus became tighter and tighter, the black clouds inside became smaller and smaller, everyone's hearts slowly tugged.

Because he dared not release his spiritual consciousness, no one knew who the celestial immortal on the green lotus platform was.

Wang Yuanze was angry at this time, and no one was embarrassed to ask, for fear of touching the boy's bad head and being scolded by the head.

Just as the shadow of the green lotus in the sky was completely contained in the green lotus platform, only the last ball of black beads was left churning in the evening glow, suddenly a rainbow came through the sky that seemed a little dark.

The rainbow seemed to come from another world, penetrated the void like layers of frosted glass, and then turned into a rainbow hand and grabbed the beads on Wuyazi's head.

"Why are you looking for death? How dare you covet my treasure!"

Almost at the same time when the rainbow appeared, Wu Yazi, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the lotus platform, suddenly opened his eyes, and the roar of the sunset rose up, swallowed the black beads into his abdomen, then raised his hand and slapped the rainbow's big hand, and there was a loud bang.

As the sky and earth storm, the void was surging and shattering like waves.

After a big blow from Rainbow's hand, he was about to hide into the void, but Wuyazi reached out to the sides and pulled it to both sides. Everyone heard a sound like a crack in their souls. The sky was torn apart hundreds of feet long. In the crack, a small old man with white hair and beard sitting upright in a cave.

"Ghost Spirit, is it you?" Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment and then yelled.

"Wuyazi, why are you still alive?" The old man was also stunned.

"Gagaga, Master Dao is still alive, then you die, you are a dog who is stinging inside and outside..." Wuyazi smiled like a night owl, unable to hear the sadness and joy, but his movements were extremely fierce. Taking advantage of the short time when the old man was confused, he took Qinglian and broke into the void, like a meteor, and rushed towards the old man who was unknown where he was in time and space.

"Wuyazi, I can't blame me for that matter, I was forced to do it too..." The old man turned around and broke through the void and fled, and a panicked voice came out.

"Hahaha, when I kill you, I will naturally cause trouble for others. I, Yu Wuya, have never suffered such a big loss in my life and I can't be intimate with my wife. You are a coward, and I will die!"

"Boom~~~"

Just as the void was closed, a fierce ray of light exploded in the twilight sky like a firework explosion. In the brilliant light, the void was rippling layer by layer. In the time and space penetrated by the ray of light, there were long starry sky, reflections of mountains and rivers, palace eaves, and even countless immortals who were terrified and fleeing.

I don't know that this attack is dozens or millions of miles away.

It is no longer a battle that Wang Yuanze and others can see through or intervene.
Chapter completed!