"Disaster?"
"Fellow Xuanji, are you too cautious? With your cultivation and mine, who in this world can bring disaster to us!" Ruan Taichu said with a disdainful smile.
"It's better to be careful. Wait a moment while I calculate and choose a suitable position..." Yuwen Xuanji shook his head and tried to deduce the method.
However, before he could start, the originally clear sky suddenly became pitch black as if it were shrouded in black cloth.
At the same time, a sound of piercing the air sounded in the darkness in front of the two people, as if sharp arrows were shooting towards them.
The expressions of the two of them changed, and Yuwen Xuanji shouted to be careful! Ruan Taichu's pupils shrank, he turned his hand and clapped it forward, and a huge blue light city wall appeared in front of him.
Bang!
A muffled sound spread throughout half of the Piaomiao Immortal Realm, and the raging aftermath overturned thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Then, the green light city wall dimmed and exploded, and a long series of arm-thick black spears followed one after another, heading towards Ruan Taichu's chest.
Ruan Taichu's eyes widened, and he no longer cared about Yuwen Xuanji behind him. In an instant, his body became light, and he rose up from the ground and disappeared on the long sword.
Yuwen Xuanji's reaction was not slow, and he moved sideways into the distance as soon as the light on his body rose.
The nine black spears flashed past the flying sword, and then suddenly split into two, chasing Ruan Taichu in the sky and Yuwen Xuanji in the south.
Yuwen Xuanji showed a ruthless look on his face, and with a slight scolding, he threw out his Taoist robe and turned it into a ball of blue clouds that wrapped around the four black spears.
But at this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared above his head.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a treasure that was rotating rapidly, silver-gray in color, and resembling a wheel.
As the treasure turned, the ancient runes on the wheel shone brightly, and a large gray mist suddenly fell down, shrouding Yuwen Mystery in it.
In an instant, Yuwen Xuanji felt that his movements had become extremely stiff.
"The Wheel of Time!"
"Bai Feihong! How dare you do this!"
Yuwen Xuanji's expression was horrified, and he let out a thunderous roar with the power of his soul.
At the same time, as a scorching white blade of light came through the air, he gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression, and his aura suddenly rose. Then he waved his hand, and a black and white feather fan appeared in his palm.
"I'm afraid I can't!"
Just when Yuwen Xuanji was about to use the Tianji Fan to escape from the wheel of time, suddenly a cold voice sounded on the distant peak, and then a bright light burst out on the peak, and a huge round of Yin and Yang Bagua rose. .
Immediately afterwards, a white light shot up into the sky. Yu Wenwen stepped on Bagua and waved in the direction of Yu Wen Xuanji: "If you haven't come back yet, when will you wait?"
As soon as Yuwen Xuanji finished speaking, the Tianji fan that stirred up the storm suddenly shook violently and let out an excited groan. Then the light suddenly rose and broke free from Yuwen Xuanji's hand. In a flash, he flew in front of Yuwen Xuanji and surrounded him. Looking at Yuwen Wen, he was circling back and forth, seeming to be sizing up this owner who had disappeared for many years.
"Impossible!" Yuwen Xuanji was trapped in the fog of time, his eyes widened, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.
Without the Tianji Fan, he became sluggish again.
The old man in white clothes was astonished. He pinched the secret and a string of white blades of time suddenly shot through the air. Under Yu Wen Xuanji's horrified expression, they passed through his chest one after another, bursting out a string of long blades. of blood mist.
"So...that's it..." Yuwen Xuanji lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the bright red color on his chest, with a thick bitter smile and unwillingness on his face.
Then, his face quickly turned pale and his pupils dimmed.
"This is your own choice." Bai Feihong shook his head and sighed when he saw this. He grabbed the wheel of time from the air and took it back into his hand. Then he disappeared and chased towards the north.
At this time, a war was also going on in the north, and the people fighting were Patriarch Ji Fan and the Great Protector of Xuantian Palace.
Judging from the situation, Ruan Taichu couldn't hold on any longer. On the sky above his head, a string of huge Buddhist beads slowly rotated, sprinkling dense runes of light, and enveloped him.
Ruan Taichu was sweating on his forehead as he scurried back and forth in these rune jungles. His wooden realm was rapidly collapsing.
"Master Jifan! Do you really want to fight to the death with my Xuantian Palace!"
Ruan Taichu was shocked and angry. In the blink of an eye, only ten miles of the Wood Territory, which was a thousand miles in radius, was wiped out by the 'Ten Thousand Magic Pearls'. If the territory disappeared, he would be completely exposed to the Ten Thousand Magic Pearls, and the outcome could be imagined. And know.
"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Ruan, you should save some energy, you will definitely die today!" At this moment, Bai Feihong came through the air, and then waved his hand, and the Time Wheel came out again.
When the time wheel flew over Ruan Taichu's head, it had become thousands of miles in size.
The treasure wheel's spiritual light swelled and flew around again, casting a thick mist of time through the Buddha's light of the Wanfa Pearl, shrouding Ruan Taichu.
Suddenly, Ruan Taichu froze up, and the wooden realm began to explode.
The brilliance of the Ten Thousand Magic Orbs flashed and exploded back and forth in the fog of time, like thousands of firecrackers being lit at the same time.
In the mist, Ruan Taichu screamed repeatedly. The sounds of wailing, cursing, and begging for mercy kept echoing in the ears of Bai Feihong and the two of them, but they remained unmoved at all.
After a quarter of an hour or two, a loud bang was finally heard in the fog of time.
As a violent shock wave shook open the fog, Ruan Taichu inside finally calmed down and ended up dead without any body parts.
the other side. Yuwen Xuanji was sitting in a broken forest. There was a broken blue robe on the ground in front of him, but Yuwen Xuanji had disappeared.
Yu Wenwen's eyes were closed tightly, his aura was flickering, and his aura was rapidly increasing.
When Ji Fan and Bai Feihong rushed back and saw this scene, their faces were full of surprise.
But he didn't step forward to disturb Yu Wenshu, but just stood aside.
It took a full day before Yu Wenwen finally opened his eyes.
But at this time, his aura was suddenly strong and weak, looking extremely unstable.
"Thank you two brothers for helping me!" Yu Wenwen stood up and clasped his fists, his face was green and red, as if something went wrong during his practice.
"What's wrong with you? Is it okay?" Bai Feihong frowned and asked.
"It's nothing serious. I just need to find a place to retreat and recuperate, but this place is obviously not suitable. I also ask the two brothers to return to the Immortal Heritage Land immediately according to the plan." Yu Wenwen shook his head and said.
"Then we're leaving now?" Bai Feihong seemed worried about something.
"Of course, you take this thing with you. When you arrive at the Immortal Relics Land, remember to share some with Brother Xiao at Huagu Mountain." Yu Wenwen said and waved his hand, and a storage ring flew in front of Bai Feihong.
"Haha! Okay, thank you very much, little friend. If the evacuation is successful this time, all three of our factions will owe you a huge favor!" Bai Feihong swiped the storage ring and laughed heartily.
"You're welcome, you two should go back as soon as possible to avoid something unexpected happening, which will not be good then." Yu Wenwen said with a forced smile.
"Okay. Then, little friend, take care of yourself, and we'll take the first step!" Hearing this, Patriarch Ji Fan looked at Yu Wenshu curiously.
Then he and Bai Feihong nodded to each other, and then disappeared.
After the two left, Yuwen Wen didn't make any more stops. He turned over his hand and took out a black and white feather fan, enlarged it and stepped forward, saying in a deep voice: "Go south and take me out of here as quickly as possible!"
