For a moment, I thought this person would be Jiang Wenshan, but I immediately gave up the idea.
The person coming will definitely not be Jiang Wenshan. I let him and Li Zhao go with good intentions and no longer care about it.
I don’t believe that Jiang Wenshan will attack me again, and besides, he also knows that I have spiritual bones in my hands.
If he comes to seek death, no one can save him, and he will be dead.
No one can be seen now. The people in the Fantasy Valley are all members of the Taoist sect and have magic protection.
Moreover, people in the Illusion Valley will use illusions and take advantage of various favorable environments around them.
Just when I was at a loss what to do, the water zombie Leng Yunfeng suddenly rushed over and landed in front of me.
He stood directly in front of me and looked in one direction to the right. I also looked to the right.
Just listen to Leng Yunfeng say in a complicated voice: "Stop, senior brother"
"My status is different now. I forgive you, junior brother, for not being able to salute you."
I was slightly shocked. The person who came was actually the senior brother of Water Zombie Leng Yunfeng? Could it be the leader of the Huangu Sect?
Why did this old guy come here? What does my coming to fetch earth zombies have to do with his Phantom Valley?
I thought the person coming was from the Blood Demon Temple, but I didn't expect that it was him who came to stop me.
Although they had some irreconcilable conflicts with my grandfather decades ago.
But after thinking about it, I let their disciple go now, so this old man shouldn't cause trouble for me.
Are there any misunderstandings here? As a result, the leader of the Fantasy Valley came to see me personally.
When the water zombie Leng Yunfeng shouted, I had already started looking for people everywhere.
One thing is very important. This person appeared when the death bugs conflicted with me.
Could it be that the death bug is like this because of him? He also cooperated with the blood evil?
I don’t know if the questions I imagined are real or not, so I can only wait.
Suddenly the lone wolf shouted: "Xiao Lin, look where he is."
As he spoke, he pointed to the northwest. There was an old man standing on a half-meter-high mound.
The old man had a stern look on his face. He was about eighty years old and his body was slightly stooped.
He was wearing clothes similar to Leng Yunfeng's, both in the style of the Republic of China.
Wearing a long gown, he looks more like an elder teaching and educating people than Leng Yunfeng.
The old man looked at Leng Yunfeng's face, and Leng Yunfeng also looked at him, his expression constantly changing.
"Brother, don't do anything yet. I'm afraid there may be some cause and effect. Why don't we sit down and talk."
After Leng Yunfeng looked at each other for a while, he spoke first and shouted loudly to the old man opposite.
The hundreds of animals summoned by the old man drove away this huge insect of death.
But I can clearly see that even if the death bug kills many animals, it will be in vain.
Because these animals are not alive at all, they are all incorporeal animals.
In other words, it is condensed with energy. As long as the old man's spiritual energy is not exhausted, the animal will continue forever.
Leng Yunfeng shouted again: "Senior brother, if you persist in your obsession, I will have no choice but to take action."
"Humph, junior brother, you are no longer a living person, you have been unable to control yourself for a long time, right?"
"So what you say may not be your true thoughts."
The old man in the distance finally spoke, his voice slightly showing the vicissitudes of life.
Leng Yunfeng did not expect that his senior brother would not believe his words at all.
For a moment, I really ran out of ideas and could only continue to stare at the leader of the Fantasy Valley.
"Leng Yunfeng, I'm afraid he has something to do with this, but I prefer to believe it's a misunderstanding."
Leng Yunfeng turned to look at me: "Master, I think so too, for fear of being taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives."
I sneered: "There is nothing that cannot be exploited. The blood evil played a big role in it."
"Leng Yunfeng, what is your senior brother's cultivation level? How is the spell in his hand?"
Leng Yunfeng became a little silent at this moment, and he could not answer my question accurately.
Because although he is a genius, his cultivation level is not high when he is with his senior brother.
"Master, at the beginning I was only at the pinnacle of earth level cultivation, and my senior brother was at the elementary level of heaven level."
"But now that decades have passed, I can't estimate his cultivation level, at least at the peak of Xuan level."
"It is also very possible that he has an imperial level cultivation, and he has the treasure atlas of the Fantasy Valley in his hand."
"There is even a magical purple-gold magic pen. Its power cannot be underestimated."
In fact, I understand this, and it is useless for me to ask this, because the old man gave me a different feeling.
It was obvious that his aura was much stronger than mine, and it was even certain that he was an emperor-level master.
Talking about the peak of Xuan level, there is some underestimation of him, that is, a real emperor level cultivation.
However, relying on my spiritual bones to support me, I didn't care about him and looked at him calmly.
Anyway, the old man lured the death bug away to one side, so I was still safe.
Having fought against Jiang Wenshan in the past, I also know that some of their methods in the Fantasy Valley are mostly illusions.
Jiang Wenshan's illusion skills were nothing compared to their sect master in the Fantasy Valley.
My cultivation level is lower than this old man's. Judging from the comparison of strength, the chance of winning is indeed not very high.
But seeing how this old man used illusions to trick the death bug like this, he was not an easy person to deal with.
Since the old man has no intention of reminiscing with Leng Yunfeng, I am too lazy to continue pretending.
I stretched out my hand to open the Tianling, let the spiritual bones feel me, and immediately released the spiritual bones.
Ling Gu was not surprised to see such a scene before her. She knew about my coming to Lop Nur.
This extreme heat, for me, He Linggu, is still within the tolerance range.
If it lasts for a long time, Lei Zi and Lone Wolf will not be able to bear it, so I made a decision immediately.
That is to take Lei Zi and Lone Wolf into Tianling, and the corpse-faced fox fairy inside doesn't dare to do anything.
"Leizi, Lone Wolf, you'd better hide for a while. It's best to go into the Tianling."
"Fuck you, Xiao Linzi, you lied to me again."
My good intentions were immediately countered by Lei Zi's curse words, which made me dumbfounded.
When Lei Zi thought of Changbai Mountain, I took him into the Tianling.
As a result, he complained to me in the end, saying that I was trying to be a hero but did not treat him as a brother.
It was precisely because he regarded him as a brother that he was unwilling to let him face such an extremely dangerous situation.
But when Lei Zi and I looked into each other's eyes, I simply didn't bother to continue talking.
The look in this kid's eyes clearly means that if you really dare to lock me up, I will never stop fighting with you.
I shook my head helplessly and gave up the idea. I could only try my best to protect Lei Zi and Lone Wolf.
The spirit bone looked at the insect of death, raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the old man, the head of the Fantasy Valley.
"Who is this old man?"
I answered directly: "He is from Huangu, and this old man is the leader."
Linggu nodded slightly with a calm expression on his face, as if he just knew a name casually.
With the old man's cultivation, he seemed to feel the terror of this mysterious woman.
Immediately, he slowly stood up from his casual sitting position and had something in his hand.
It was a purple-gold writing brush, about one and a half feet long, shining with dazzling purple light in the sunlight.
Leng Yunfeng exhaled softly and said calmly: "Zizhu Magic Pen!"
