Natural Fairy Species Chapter 282

  Chapter 282 Destruction of the family within 30 years

   A jade-like index finger slowly stretched out, and gently landed on the blood-red dragon head crutch.

Ding!

  If the ghost mother-in-law is struck by lightning, her mind disappears in an instant when she is connected to the dragon's head and crutches, leaving nothing.

  Her talisman was originally the black water bottle, which was struck by the thunder of the gods many years ago in the ambush of Ge Cang, and the results of a century of sacrificial refining were burned.

   After finally ingesting an underground yin river, warming the black water bottle and restoring it, in the Zongmen war, he encountered Yang Laozu who blew up the golden pill.

  At close range, the only way to save your life is to use your talisman to stand in front of you.

  The ghost mother-in-law, who was barely saving her life, had no choice, so she promoted the middle-grade magic weapon of the Dragon Head Huaipao Staff, and used it as a natal magic weapon to nourish it with Dan Qi.

   But this amount of time is simply not enough for him to refine his life magic weapon.

  The dragon-headed pagoda stick fell from the air, and the ghost mother-in-law's middle door opened wide, staring at the moonlight approaching her chest in horror.

   "How could this be!"

  The dragon-headed Huaipo staff blessed with the secret technique of ghost spirit gate, in her opinion, can withstand no matter what.

  Back when the real Ge Cang was blocking the door and there was a large formation behind him that could be used to help, He Daoren survived a dozen moves before losing to the serious injury, and was moved back into the formation by the power of the formation.

  No matter how amazing and talented this Bai Zichen is, his talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled, no matter how old he is, he can't possibly be stronger than Master Ge Cang.

  The ghost mother-in-law who had such an idea found out that she was wrong as soon as she came up.

  The sword light was far more powerful than imagined, and there was an inexplicable way to freeze the soul, making her reaction a bit slower.

  The talisman was pointed at lightly again, and he couldn't even win half a breath.

   Otherwise, no matter how bad it is, you can still mobilize the power of the Myriad Ghosts and Soul Formation to escape back into the formation.

"Huh?"

  Yuehua dispersed, Bai Zichen withdrew from the state of being one with Yuexuan.

   With a sure sword in his heart, he found that the ghost mother-in-law was still alive and well.

   It's not that she has any defensive secret treasure on her body, but that the two alchemy ghost kings teleported under the sword light, blocking it with her body.

   "No wonder with Brother Ge's strength, he failed to seize the opportunity to kill a monk who formed a core, and was seriously injured by them and escaped..."

  Bai Zichen's gaze was indifferent, without any surprise, as if he was looking at someone who was about to die.

  The ghost mother-in-law was frightened by the moonlight, and couldn't distract herself from manipulating the Myriad Ghosts Lipo Formation.

  But apart from the two of them, there was another Daoist Jiedan in the field.

  Peach Blossom Fairy just thought that Yuehua Jianguang was coming towards her, her face paled.

  But he quickly realized that he manipulated the Myriad Ghosts and Soul Formation as much as possible, and gave orders to the two nearest Dandan Ghost Kings.

  These ghost kings were either real people who formed alchemy in front of them, or third-order monsters. After death, their souls were refined into the formation, and they became fierce ghosts in the formation.

  Peach Blossom Fairy has already flashed back to the mountain gate, and the ghost mother-in-law who consciously escaped a catastrophe and survived the catastrophe summoned the two ghost kings again, this is already the limit of the ghost formation.

  With two ghost kings protecting his body, he can block even such a terrifying sword attack just now.

  What's more, how could it be possible to continuously cast such a mighty combination of body sword and sword light in an instant.

   "Wait for Brother Bone to leave..."

  The ghost mother-in-law knew that her life was safe, and when she stepped into the mountain gate, she turned around and said fiercely.

   In the middle of speaking, she lowered her head in astonishment, a little blood spattered on her heart, and a wound as small as a grain of rice caused her body's strength to drain quickly.

   "I didn't say I can leave, and the myriad ghosts and fierce soul formations are useless... On the day my uncle was buried, there was a shortage of the head of a Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator as a sacrifice!"

  Bai Zichen's expression was indifferent, and he slowly lowered his hand, a ray of moonlight became fainter after penetrating the ghost mother-in-law's chest.

  The ghost king with alchemy at both ends split into countless black smoke, and the pure yin energy ghost body couldn't withstand the blow of the sword into silk.

  Yuexuanjian has been cultivating in the sword box for several years, and has already regained the original power lost in the previous time.

  The third time he controlled the realm of refining swords into silk, he became more and more familiar with it, and he was very clear about the power contained in this ray of moonlight.

  In most of the time, the lethality of the sword silk exceeds the upper limit of the tolerance of the real person Jiedan, and there is no need to deliberately control and drive it.

  All kinds of actions are wasting the power of refining the sword into silk.

   This sword is equivalent to directly killing a real person who formed an alchemy and two ghost kings who formed an alchemy, silently, without any leakage of power.

   "Tell Bai Gu that within thirty years I will destroy the Ghost Spirit Gate...to sacrifice to the Qingfeng Sect disciples and members of the Bai family who died at the hands of the Ghost Spirit Gate in the past hundred years!"

  The fight has not yet appeared so fiercely, it seems that the white bone real person is really in the process of retreat.

  Bai Zichen looked at the Thousand Ghosts and Lipo Formation, knowing that the third-order formation cannot be shaken by himself, so he said in a cold voice.

   Grabbing the corpse of the ghost mother-in-law, Xiao Ran left.

  Thousands of disciples of Ghost Spirit Sect were speechless, staring at Jian Guang in the distance dumbfounded, most of them hadn't woken up from the previous shock.

   "Grandma is really dead?"

  A coquettish nun, dressed hotly, murmured.

   "Of course it is true. Could it be that the sect is really going to be broken in the hands of our generation... a sword came to the north, cut off the ancestor of Jiedan in front of the big formation of the mountain gate, and walked away... such a person, who in the world can defeat him?"

   Holding a white fan in his hand, the greasy-faced young monk felt the imminent crisis of life and death.

  Any Daoist of Jiedan can laugh at the blatant words about extermination of the sect. There is a third-order large formation guarding it, and there is an ancestor of Jiedan sitting in the gate.

  Unless Zhenjun Yuanying takes action, even if there are several times of Daoist Jiedan besieging the sect, they can survive safely.

  But Bai Zichen's combat power just now was too terrifying, he completely regarded the Ghost Spirit Gate as nothing, and his aura reached its peak.

  The words he left before he left were calm as if he was describing something that was bound to happen, which made all the monks of Ghost Spirit Sect shudder.

  Some of the quick-witted Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators glanced at each other, flashed a strange look, and invariably came up with their own plans in their hearts.

   "Don't panic, raise the Myriad Ghosts and Soul Formation to the highest level, and don't need to save spirit stones... There is a third-order large formation, and Bai Zichen can't kill it!"

  Peach Blossom Fairy's chest heaved violently, and the ghost mother-in-law, who was also in the early stage of alchemy, died in front of her, still with the help of a formation.

  Nine-headed alchemy-level ghost king was wiped out four in an instant, which is equivalent to the accumulation of hundreds of years of Ghost Spirit Sect, and it cannot be easily made up.

   These things almost made her lose her mind, and she lost her manners in front of the disciples of the sect.

   After finishing speaking, he realized that his tone was too weak, and added another sentence: "Senior Brother Bai Gu is about to leave the customs, and the mere Qingfeng sect is ready to capture... comfort the disciples, don't make trouble!"

  After Peach Blossom Fairy spoke, she ordered two elders close to her to leave together.

  But it is suspicious that these words can have any effect on the hearts of the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

  Everyone knows very well that a single Daoist Ge Cang of Guangqing Fengmen can beat his own number of Dan-jie ancestors.

   At the beginning, he was blocked at the door for half a year, and it became a joke in Liang Guoxiu's world.

   Now there is another Daoist Bai, a more fierce swordsman, who has already beheaded two alchemy ancestors, He Daoren and Ghost Granny.

  Bone real people have stayed in the middle stage of alchemy for almost a hundred years. Could it be that they can advance by leaps and bounds in one retreat, and one enemy and two are not enough.

  No matter how loyal a disciple is to Ghost Spirit Sect, he dare not be so confident.

  People's hearts fluttered, and in the Ghost Spirit Gate that had barely calmed down, an undercurrent surged.

  Most of the monks are worried about the future, and some of them are already looking for another way out.

  Bai Zichen returned to Hanxiu Peak just in time for the funeral.

   Except for the Bai family members, all the cultivating families in Montenegro sent people to worship and condolences.

  Even Qingfeng Sect, three elders came to send elegiac couplets.

  A few years ago, the Patriarch of Qingxi Huang Clan in the later stage of foundation establishment sat down, and the scene was not as grand as it is today.

   "Meet Bai Zu."

  The three elders of the Qingfeng sect saw the sword light falling, and immediately stepped forward to pay homage.

  Besides them, the other Foundation Establishment cultivators were not even qualified to step forward, so they could only salute from afar.

  Bai Zichen glanced over, and the three of them had some impressions, but they were not very familiar.

   "Gu Xisheng, the head of the Qingfeng Sect, came to worship the elders of the Bai clan!"

  Just as he was about to walk towards the cemetery, another loud pass came from outside Hanxiu Peak.

  Many Foundation Establishment cultivators from Immortal Cultivation Families showed envy. What an honor it is to have the head of the Qingfeng Sect attend the funeral of a mere Qi Refining cultivator.

   It should be said that it has never happened in the entire history of Montenegro.

  But looking at the white real person standing above him, he felt very reasonable.

  The ancestor of the Zongmen Jiedan stayed here for several days. Even if the head of the sect did not come in person, at least there must be someone at the level of the hall master to make sense.

  Gu Xisheng led several elders up to Hanxiu Peak, and the group all changed into plain clothes.

   After entering, he saluted and stood behind Bai Zichen, keeping a low profile and not taking the lead.

  Bai Zichen nodded slightly, and walked towards the cemetery.

  Of course he knew that Gu Xisheng came because of him, but he was satisfied with this attitude.

  Bai Jiuan has passed away and cannot be changed. Even if the monk talks about reincarnation, there must be one who deserves honor behind him.

  The best feng shui location of the Bai family was selected long ago, and the coffin was slowly placed in the cemetery made of second-grade sapphire, covering an area of ​​tens of acres.

  The towering and vigorous green cypress trees were purchased urgently by the family from various places, and they are all hundreds of years old.

  Bai Zichen dug the first shovel of sand, handed the shovel to Bai Ziying, took out the ghost mother-in-law's body from the storage bag, and nailed it to the tree.

"Ghost Spirit Sect has repeatedly invaded our Montenegro. Countless monks from the sect and family have died at the hands of the demon cultivator. The hatred is as deep as the sea... Today, I will sacrifice the life of a monk who formed a pill to the spirit of my uncle Zai Tian. Within thirty years, I will definitely let the ghost Destroying the sect and destroying the sect, cutting off the inheritance!"

  Everyone was in an uproar, it turned out that Bai Zhenren disappeared in a day and did such a great thing.

  Although they didn't know the process, Bai Zichen beheaded the ghost mother-in-law among the two real people who formed alchemy before the big formation at the Ghost Spirit Gate.

  But the appearance of the corpse of a real person of Dandan was shocking enough.

   "Bai Shishu Kuang straightened the way, cleared the evil spirits with his sword, and he will definitely be able to restore the immortal world to a bright future."

  Gu Xisheng bowed down first, causing all the monks to fall short.

  The grand burial ceremony lasted for a whole day, and the guests gradually dispersed at night.

  After Bai Jiuan was buried, Bai Zichen stayed in the cemetery for another month.

   It is not only missing the uncle, but also like saying goodbye to the Bai family with fewer and fewer old people.

  (end of this chapter)

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