Pang Yue also didn't expect that his life would be decided by someone's words.
Light and dust flooded into the sky.
His expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly activated the Lihen Divine Light Protector, and at the same time shouted: "Senior, please listen to my explanation!"
The light dust hit the Divine Light of Lihen and disappeared.
But Pang Yue's mana flowed away quickly.
Although he has been recognized as the master by the Heavenly Book of Lihen, which saves a lot of mana consumption, he still feels unsustainable at this moment.
"Pang Yue, the high-level magic treasure recognizes you as its master. This shows that you are a pure demon cultivator and are in tune with the devil's will. If you are a righteous monk, how can you be recognized by the demon treasure as its master?"
Xi Yueming's voice came faintly.
"Furthermore, once you are recognized by a high-level magic treasure, it will be difficult to escape in this life, unless you can break through the golden elixir and counteract the magic treasure... But you also know that there has been no monk above the golden elixir in this world for tens of thousands of years. …”
"Even if you are not possessed by the devil now, given time, the devilish intention on the magic treasure will corrode you."
"You can't go back."
The more Pang Yue listened, the colder his heart became. In the end, he couldn't find an explanation.
He looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and used the Seven Killing Sword. The body and sword merged into one, and under the divine light of Lihen, they instantly wrapped around Xiong Ying, and then with one movement, he flew out violently.
Thundergod roll!
The sword light flashed away.
In response to Xi Yueming's spiritual consciousness, the sword light instantly separated from the Liangyi dust formation and disappeared.
"Sword Qi Leiyin is worthy of being Sun Yiyan's disciple!"
Xi Yueming murmured to himself.
Immediately, she took out a jade pendant and said softly: "Senior Brother Gao, there is a Daoji monk who is carrying a high-level magic treasure and escaped from the formation. The magic treasure on this man is very strange. Don't let him escape!"
"knew."
A magnetic and steady voice came from the jade pendant.
Xi Yueming put away the jade pendant, thought about it, and decided to tell Sun Yiyan as soon as possible.
He saw her figure sway and disappear.
…
Escape from the Liangyi Fine Dust Formation.
Pang Yue immediately dispersed the divine light of hatred.
Turning around, he saw a ball of light spinning slowly in the palm of Wan Zhang Demon Cultivator.
Within the sphere, familiar qi forces dissipated one after another.
All Taoist masters from various sects who participated in the Heavenly Demon Pill Banquet were wiped out by the Liangyi dust formation.
Among them, there may be more than five golden elixir Taoist species!
There are also four golden elixir overhauls.
In other words, the four sects of the Demon Sect will lose at least nine golden elixirs!
In this way, the righteous way will have an absolute advantage in the fight against the Demon Sect!
"Junior sister, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, leave quickly!"
Pang Yue put down Xiong Ying and prepared to escape from here.
Suddenly, a tall and handsome figure appeared in front of the two of them.
"You two should stay."
The man wore a wide robe with wide sleeves and a high crown on his head, followed by seven or eight men and women, all Taoist monks.
He himself has powerful magic power, which is even higher than that of Xi Yueming, and he is also a major golden elixir cultivator.
Qingyun Mountain, high altitude.
He is the most famous golden elixir cultivator in the world today.
Not only because of his cultivation and status.
Also because her daughter is recognized by the world of cultivation as the most beautiful woman in the right path.
Pang Yue sighed, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Senior, my master is Sun Yiyan of the Yuntian Sect. Fifty years ago, I was ordered to sneak into the White Bone Demon Sect just for today's events."
As soon as these words came out, Gao Chong's expression changed slightly.
The Daoji monks behind him looked at Pang Yue curiously.
Xiong Ying's pretty face turned pale, and she distanced herself from Pang Yue without leaving any trace.
Gao Chong took out the jade pendant and transmitted a few words. The expression on his face gradually became calm, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
After a long while, he sighed quietly: "Little friend Pang, I'm sorry, the devil's energy has been exhausted, and you have been recognized by the devil. If I keep you, I might become a disaster."
After all, he pointed it out!
A force that shatters the void suddenly surrounds Pang Yue. In just a few breaths, Pang Yue will be crushed into minced meat!
No sign of calamity.
Facing Jin Dan, Pang Yue had almost no power to resist.
He smiled miserably, not expecting that he would end up in such a situation.
Between lightning and stone.
A scroll of colored glaze flew out of his body.
Wow!
The treasure scroll unfolded instantly, and before Gao Chong could take action, he slipped it into the book.
The light flashed on the book, hovering in the air, motionless.
The pressure on Pang Yue suddenly relieved.
His expression changed, and he turned into a sword light and fled into the distance.
"Don't leave!"
"Leave!"
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
Several Qingyun Mountain Taoist disciples brought by Gao Chong immediately intervened.
The pale white sword light of the Seven Killing Sword flashed, breaking the speed of sound in an instant. In a few flashes, it bypassed the crowd and fled at high speed.
On the other side, Xiong Ying also immediately used a bone shuttle, seizing the opportunity in an instant and flying away to the horizon.
Over the desolate Gobi desert.
A pale sword light flashed away, leaving a thin white mark on the blue sky.
After the sword light, eight rays of escaping light flew past one after another, at different speeds.
Among them, the fastest escaping light was almost as slow as Pang Yue and followed closely behind Pang Yue.
The other seven escaping lights watched helplessly as the distance between them and the two people in front of them widened!
After a cup of tea, there was no trace of the two people ahead.
The group had to stop.
"Don't worry, I have Junior Sister Gao's locator. I think Pang Yue's mana is exhausted. As long as Junior Sister Gao catches up with him and entangles him, we can get there..."
"Exactly! Junior Sister Gao has the magic weapon given by Senior Uncle Gao. It's not easy to capture Pang Yue."
"I don't know what's going on with Senior Uncle Gao at this time. Why don't we divide our forces into two groups and you continue to hunt Pang Yue while I go back to see Senior Uncle."
"I'll go with you, it's enough to have them here."
Among the seven, four continued to pursue Junior Sister Gao's locator edict.
The three returned to the place where Gao Chong was trapped.
…
In the sky.
The Heavenly Book of Lihen trembled slightly and disappeared from its place.
A piece of glazed crystal fell on the Gobi desert.
Among the crystals, it was Gao Chong himself.
The dignified golden elixir was overhauled, and when faced with the Heavenly Book of Lihen, it was sealed in the blink of an eye.
Russian qing.
There was a flash of light in the sky, and a white-haired old man in black robe appeared.
The old man walked with a three-foot green sword under his feet, and carried a huge yellow-skinned gourd on his back. The aroma of wine overflowed.
When the old man saw Gao Chong falling to the ground, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and slashed the green sharp edge under his feet, landing on the crystal.
Zheng!
In the blink of an eye, the flying sword struck the crystal thousands of times!
Click!
A crack appeared in the crystal.
Then, the crystal burst into pieces.
Gao Chong jumped out, cupped his fists towards the old man and thanked him: "Fellow Daoist Ren, thank you very much!"
The old man is Ren Cang, the Jindan elder of Yuntian Sect.
"Who can trap fellow Taoist?"
Ren Cang untied the yellow-skinned gourd, took a big sip of wine, and asked with a mouth full of alcohol.
Gao Chong said angrily: "He is the disciple of your sect's fellow Taoist Sun..."
As he spoke, he told the whole story.
Xi Yueming is first, Gao Chong is last.
Both of them believed that Pang Yue was recognized by the magic treasure and would never be able to get rid of the magic treasure in this life, that is, there was no way back.
After hearing this, Ren Cang frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist Gao, you are hasty. Magic treasures are also magic weapons. Use them righteously and you will be righteous, and use them evilly and you will be evil. Why do you have to kill my sect's disciples as soon as they come up?"
"That's wrong."
A soft and sweet voice came from the horizon.
He saw two rays of light flying down in the sky, and they were Xi Yueming, the elder of Qingyun Mountain, and Sun Yiyan, the elder of Yuntian Sect.
At this moment, Sun Yiyan's face was ugly. He obviously knew about Pang Yue and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Gao, which direction did my disciple go?"
Gao Chong's expression suddenly changed: "No, my little girl chased after me!"
After saying that, he turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared suddenly.
Sun Yiyan also transformed into a sword light and chased after him.
"The old Taoist should also go and have a look..."
Ren Cang took a sip of wine, stepped on the flying sword and leisurely rose into the sky, chasing towards the sky slowly but really quickly.
Xi Yueming's beautiful eyes flickered, and she thought to herself: "I'm afraid that the Yuntian Sect has other ideas. I need to kill the demon as soon as possible, and then bring the formation diagram to help Senior Brother Gao."
…
When the three Daoji disciples from Qingyun Mountain rushed back, the place was already empty.
