(God's perspective)
Just after Yun Qishen left with Mi Zixin, Jiang Qing explained the matters outside the barrier to Chen Yueluo and Zuo Qi.
The elders of each palace went out to deal with attacks from various immortal sects, except for Mi Zixin. Most of the disciples were poisoned and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea. They were seriously unconscious and were treated by Mi Zixin.
Zuoqi, Xiaoya, and Chen Yueluo went to various places to help.
At the same time, the elders of each temple were exhausted. Although everyone wanted to ask Lingjing Dao for help, the master said that he would not help if it was not his fault. There is no way to cast spells like this for several days. If one person resists hundreds of immortals, it is simply delaying the war. Without support, all parties will die.
Let’s talk about Taoist Master Liuyun first—Murong Shanran.
Because this group of immortals had hurt Yun Qiqing, Murong Shanran would never forgive them before these immortals apologized. However, on the one hand, the spiritual realm ordered another one not to be killed, which made Murong Shanran angry.
Even if they postpone a wave of attacks, they catch up in a steady stream, and even if each of them is a small role, together he, Murong Shanran, cannot continue to fight against hundreds of people with his magic power.
Why! Why can they poison and harm people in Lingshan? Why can't we attack them!
Murong Shanran recalled Xu Qing's words about Lingjing Dao.
"Whether you attack them or not is not the main thing, but to find a way to get these bastards to go back. Before you find out the real purpose of their coming this time, none of you are in a hurry to take action. If I, Lingshan, commit any crime that harms our comrades, It will be impossible to get rid of this stigma for hundreds of years! If you really think about the disciples of Jing Lingshan, then find a way to find out their purpose quickly."
Ling Jingdao was sitting sideways on the chair with one foot on the chair handle.
After Murong Shanran recalled, a powerful magic attack came over and broke the barrier that made Murong Shanran somewhat weak.
"How long do I think you can last? How come your barrier is so easy to destroy in just a few days!" A powerful-looking Taoist priest in yellow approached Murong Shanran with a blue flame in his hand, "You are not You are quite capable of kicking away the elders of my sect, but what an exhausted look you have now!"
The Taoist priest in yellow waved his hand and several disciples stepped forward and used magic to trap Murong Shanran.
"Hmph... Even if the tiger keeps wasting like this, it will turn into a sick cat sooner or later." Murong Shanran calmly took the dust and let the group of people block his way.
"Are you going to surrender? As long as you take us to the spiritual realm to ask for the magic weapon, we will let you live!" The Taoist priest in yellow smiled proudly.
"Your purpose must be more than just this... What other purposes do you have?" Murong Shanran wanted to test it out, but it was indeed a moment of negligence that allowed this guy to take advantage of the loophole. As long as their purpose was revealed, they wouldn't have to suffer through it in such a miserable way. They were just a few bastards, and they were no match for Murong Shanran.
If Murong Shanran hadn't been able to use too much force to hurt this group of people, they would have returned to the west long ago!
"Other purposes? Find the magic weapon and let Lingjing Dao hand it over to the Demon Lord of Xinjiang for execution! Let Lingjing Dao give an explanation to each of our immortal sects!"
The Taoist priest in yellow pointed his sword at Murong Shanran, "We do have our own purposes, but why should I tell you?"
Murong Shanran also smiled, and he turned the floating dust into a hairpin and brought it back to his head, "I advise you to be careful."
The Taoist priest in yellow was still puzzled, but seeing Murong Shanran take back his weapon, he thought that he must have surrendered. But what does it mean to ask him to be careful?
Suddenly, black smoke rose from all around, and a faint voice came.
"If you don't tell this Taoist here, then tell me~"
"Who!! Come out and cower! This is black energy! Is it the demon bastard from Xinjiang! Come out!"
For a moment, each of these Taoist priests held swords in their hands on guard.
"Who am I? Who am I, I guess?"
When Murong Shanran heard it, he knew it was a bad voice, which meant that they were all back. Then everything will go according to the plan of the spiritual realm.
"I guess! I'm just guessing! If you don't even come out for a formal competition, why don't you, a bastard from Xinjiang, dare not?"
As the yellow-robed Taoist shouted louder, the surrounding black fog became thicker.
Until Murong Shanran was completely trapped in the black mist.
"master!"
"Ah!!" The disciples of the Taoist priest in yellow shouted nervously as they were also trapped in the deep fog.
"Come out!! Come out!!!" The Taoist priest in yellow became even more panicked. He released a burst of blue flames in his hands, but they were swallowed up by the black mist.
The spell that trapped Murong Shanran here had been unlocked by himself, and Murong Shanran jumped out of the black mist.
"Sure enough, Fifth Senior Brother is smart and knows how to fly out~" Hao Qi clapped his hands at Murong Shanran, "Since Senior Brother has come out, I don't have to leave an exit in the air~"
After that, Xie Qi strengthened the magic power at the top of the black mist.
The black mist gradually formed into a ball and then gradually shrunk. Yes, this move was evolved from Lai'a's black ball move.
Ji Qi couldn't directly use the large amount of mana to make the black energy form into a ball, so it gradually formed.
Soon the black mist all over the field enveloped the group of people and formed a black ball the size of a palm.
"Master said... we can't harm the lives of these people. We have to find out their true purpose." Murong Shanran suddenly became alert, "It's coming again... one wave after another."
Zaiqi played with the black ball in his hand, "Don't worry, Fifth Senior Brother! It doesn't matter if the old man doesn't allow them to be killed. I know that Fifth Senior Brother feels aggrieved. Junior Brother, I have plenty of ways to deal with them~?"
"You naughty boy!"
"I treat it as a senior brother and you are praising me, junior brother, right~?"
Jiaqi smiled maliciously. If Yun Qishen saw this smile, he would definitely stay away from him.
Because the Taoist priest in yellow suddenly lost his voice, the old Taoist priest who was beaten away by Murong Shanran touched his swollen face and pulled a young Taoist priest in green clothes beside him.
"Bufan, why don't you go and see why there's no news from your Master Huang?"
The Taoist priest in green clothes saluted and headed towards the mountains ahead.
The poem says: The leaves eventually follow the flowing water, and the flowers fade into dust. Luo's surname is Qingyi Xian, and his Taoist name is extraordinary.
This Taoist priest in green is named Luo Bufan, and he is very powerful. He was so arrogant that he even looked down upon the Jing Lingshan Immortal Law Association, and he didn't even take the strength of the Ling Jing Dao into his eyes. But he behaved in a respectful and courteous manner outside.
Just after Luo Bufan stepped into the first-level Lingshan barrier they destroyed, his feet suddenly collapsed.
Luo Bufan jumped up subconsciously, and several flying swords quickly flew towards him from a distance.
Luo Bufan dodged with agility, and Yujian looked for the person hiding in the dark to attack in the air.
"Stop hiding! Come out!"
As Luo Bufan shouted, a red sword flew out and attacked him. Luo Bufan dodged again and unexpectedly the red sword turned a corner.
? Just when Luo Bufan was confused, a huge mallet hit him in the back of the head.
One blow knocked Luo Bufan off the fairy sword.
Ji Qi secretly gave himself a thumbs up. Murong Shanran on the other hand sighed that this move was good, but also wondered if it would be a bit cruel? This is the way up the mountain. What if the new disciple goes out to perform a mission...
