Chapter 227
The morning light in the Return Valley is dim.
A faint stream of light flashed across the horizon.
But soon, the stream of light suddenly stopped over a hill, and an invisible figure quietly walked out of the stream of light.
The person who came was none other than Wang Ba.
He stood in mid-air, his consciousness sweeping around, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Forbidden Sky Talisman?"
The airspace in front of us has been blocked by someone with the Forbidden Sky Talisman.
If he wanted to cross this airspace, he would either have to forcefully break through it, or he would have to go around.
"Who on earth dares to cast the Forbidden Sky Talisman at will?"
Although the Forbidden Sky Talisman is very effective, if it is used on one's own territory, it is no more. If it is used outside, it will easily provoke some monks who pass by unintentionally.
Some people are easy to talk to, that's all. If you encounter some angry people, I'm afraid they will take action directly.
Therefore, unless there is an emergency or extreme self-confidence, few people in the wild would dare to release the forbidden air talisman.
Of course, the Forbidden Sky Talisman is expensive, and no casual cultivator would be willing to buy it.
Thinking of this, Wang Yan couldn't help but look down, and then couldn't help but frown slightly.
below.
The mountains are undulating.
In the valley, there are houses that are either simple and narrow, or exquisite and magnificent.
It is quite similar to the gathering place for casual cultivators where Wang Ba is located.
"Is this another gathering place for casual cultivators?"
Wang Hao immediately realized in his heart.
His eyes swept away.
In front of these houses, the casual cultivators with mixed auras looked humiliated and looked angrily at the group of people in front of them.
This group of people is fierce, and the aura on their bodies is much stronger than that of these casual cultivators.
The leader was a middle-aged round-faced monk who had reached the late stage of foundation building and was wearing a white standard robe.
At this moment, he looked around at the casual cultivators expressionlessly.
Wang Ba's eyesight was astonishing, and he saw the auspicious cloud symbol on the hem of the other party's robe at a glance.
His eyes suddenly became thoughtful.
"Are you from Huifeng Valley?"
Huifeng Valley is one of the three major sects around Baiyunping, and is as famous as Xuli Sect and Danlongmen.
Xiangyun is the unique symbol of Huifeng Valley.
Wang Ba has not had much dealings with them, but he is no stranger to them either.
Soon, he heard a sudden explosion from the house below.
in a blink.
An embarrassed figure wearing Hui Feng Valley's Xiangyun uniform flew out from the simple house.
Immediately afterwards, another majestic figure strode out of the house with a furious expression, raised the magic weapon in his hand and threw it at the Returning Wind Valley disciple.
This young disciple from Hui Feng Valley immediately fled towards the crowd in a hurry.
"Uncle Master, save me!"
"How brave!"
But at this moment.
Among the crowd, a long-faced monk from the Return Wind Valley who vaguely looked like he was in the early stage of foundation building suddenly gave a cold shout.
He immediately raised his hand and pointed.
A stream of magic weapon suddenly blocked the disciples of Huifeng Valley.
It collided with the magic weapon activated by the majestic figure, and immediately let out a roar.
After a slight lag, the majestic casual cultivator's great sword weapon was suddenly smashed into a gap!
The magical weapon in which life and life were intertwined suffered such a heavy blow, and the majestic monk suddenly felt as if he had been struck by thunder, and his face was like gold paper for an instant.
"Run away!"
The majestic monk finally came to his senses. Without thinking, he immediately turned back and ran to his house. He immediately hugged a female monk with a weak breath and rushed out of the back door towards the Valley of the Wind. The monk ran wildly in the direction he was in.
However, seeing the majestic monks escaping and returning to the Wind Valley monks, they didn't seem to be in a hurry.
On the contrary, he was busy watching the show with a sneer on his face.
The long-faced monk who took action just now was also not in a hurry to take action. He just looked coldly and asked the young disciple of Hui Feng Valley in a cold voice: "What's going on?" The young disciple of Hui Feng Valley looked pale and seemed to be displeased with what
just
happened I am still frightened by the encounter.
Hearing the long-faced monk's questioning, a hint of fear and malice suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said,
"The disciple just entered, and before he could say anything, he beat him out... This person must have a guilty conscience! He There must be a secret!"
The long-faced monk heard this and looked at him deeply.
He naturally knows very well what his disciples are.
However, the helper did not help, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the magical weapon just now was immediately refined again.
In an instant, it turned into a pale white stream of light.
The second one arrived first and hit the majestic casual cultivator in the back.
The majestic casual cultivator didn't even have time to say a word, and instantly fell to the ground. It seemed that he was taking in less air and outgoing more air.
The female cultivator in his arms also suffered some residual force, and her breath suddenly became weaker.
But she didn't care, struggled to get up, and hugged the majestic cultivator hastily...
The young disciple of Huifeng Valley saw the opportunity, and immediately rushed over with a look of resentment and hatred.
He trampled the dying and majestic casual cultivator under his feet and sneered:
"Reckless man!"
"Come on! Try to attack me again!"
There was a trace of arrogance, violence and pride on his handsome face.
Seeing this scene, the casual cultivators around them all showed expressions of sadness and anger.
However, no one dared to move.
The fear of the sect disciples rooted deep in their hearts prevented them from having any thoughts of resistance.
Moreover, most of the casual cultivators here are in the Qi Refining realm, and the auras of the few foundation-building cultivators are also in the early stage.
Although they have much more people, their overall strength is far inferior.
What's more, the strength of casual cultivators is normally much weaker than that of sect disciples.
Under the combination of the two, in front of all the cultivators from Huifeng Valley, the casual cultivators were as silent as a cicada, not daring to make any move at all.
Seeing this scene, the monks in Return Wind Valley did not show any surprise.
Soon, two people took away the female cultivator who was lying on top of the majestic monk and was crying bitterly. They took her to a house and tortured her.
Seeing the arrogance of the young disciple of Feng Gu that time, the middle-aged round-faced monk couldn't help but frown, and a trace of concern flashed across his face.
However, he did not rebuke anything in front of this group of low-grade casual cultivators.
Instead, he looked around at the monks below and spoke slowly:
"Speaking of which, since the attack from the Kingdom of All Gods, I haven't had any contact with you for nearly ten years..." "
But with my identity, you must not have any contact either. It will be strange."
There was a hint of indifference in his eyes.
"I will keep the story short and not waste everyone's time."
"I have no intention of doing anything to you when I come here this time. After all, we are different from the Xuli Sect and will not arrest you and sell you. Of course, if anyone does not cooperate, Us, don't blame us for learning from the Xuli Sect."
"In a word, do any of you know those second-level alchemists from the Baidan Society?"
The casual cultivators below, look at me, I Looking at you, many people nodded.
After all, the Baidan Society has become very famous among casual cultivators in recent years, and there are really not many people who don’t know about it.
"Then do any of you know where they have gone?"
The middle-aged round-faced monk looked at the monks sharply.
Immediately, he saw a young casual cultivator who was somewhat evasive. He raised his finger and said,
"You, come out. I see that your eyes are a little evasive. Tell me, do you know where they are going?" "
Well, junior, junior, it's not very good. It's clear."
The young monk who was pointed out by the middle-aged round-faced monk couldn't help but said nervously.
Immediately he seemed to think of something and said quickly:
"Yes, that's right! One of these alchemy masters seems to be named Wu Ying. This junior only knows this and nothing else." After hearing the
words of the young casual cultivator, the middle-aged man The face of the round-faced monk suddenly darkened.
"Hmph! You still need to say this."
"Go down!"
He immediately waved his hand.
The young casual cultivator suddenly felt as if he had been granted amnesty and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, his expression changed immediately, and he saw two Returning Wind Valley disciples locking him up and taking him down.
"Senior, senior--"
Soon, deep in the house, the young casual cultivator's miserable howls of pain that penetrated the bones were heard.
Hearing this voice, the faces of the casual cultivators suddenly turned pale.
Even the few foundation-building casual cultivators looked extremely ugly.
Mid-air.
Wang Yan couldn't help but look slightly cold when he saw this scene.
He felt that although he was not a good person, he still had a certain bottom line in his heart.
However, these sect disciples treated the casual cultivators like livestock.
The cruelty of the methods, in Wang Yan's opinion, is no less than that of the Tianmen Sect of the past.
Wang Yan is now also a member of the casual cultivators, so he naturally feels the same way.
But if he attacks the disciples of Huifeng Valley out of righteous indignation, I am afraid that even if he reveals the identity of Master Shen, he will not be able to withstand the anger of the Jindan master of Huifeng Valley.
Thinking of this, Wang Yan could only force himself to look away.
Immediately mobilize the flying magic weapon and prepare to bypass the covered airspace.
However, the fluctuation of mana also aroused the vigilance of the middle-aged round-faced monk below.
He immediately noticed the movement on Wang Hao's side, and his spiritual consciousness swept over him. When he saw Wang Hao turning away from here, his heart suddenly moved.
He immediately controlled the flying magic weapon and shot towards him.
At the same time, he said loudly:
"Fellow Taoist, please stay."
Wang Hao paid no attention to what he meant.
As if he had not heard of it, he controlled the flying magic weapon and flew straight around.
When the middle-aged monk with a round face saw this scene, his eyes suddenly froze.
It was just suspicion at first, but now it is more certain.
Suddenly he raised his hand, and a talisman flew towards Wang Ba at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, the talisman paper burned rapidly, and an invisible spatial ripple centered on the talisman paper quickly spread to the surrounding areas.
The moment space ripples swept across Wang Yan.
Wang Ba only felt that the flying magic weapon was stagnant.
There seemed to be an invisible huge force pressing down on him from above, and his entire body, together with the flying magic weapon, sank quickly and uncontrollably.
"Forbidden Sky Talisman?!"
Wang Hao immediately realized this.
I was shocked.
However, although he was still shocked, he raised his hand and hit the ground with an ordinary first-level spell.
The force of the recoil quickly canceled out the force of his fall, and he landed smoothly and smoothly on the ground.
Looking over, he saw that the middle-aged round-faced monk seemed not to be affected at all, flying towards him quickly with a flying magic weapon.
Wang Ba's face suddenly darkened.
At the same time, the middle-aged round-faced monk no longer concealed himself.
As he flew over, he was worried that Wang Ba would escape again, so he immediately activated a ball magic weapon to break through the heavy wind and hit Wang Ba directly.
Faced with this blow, Wang Yan unexpectedly looked extremely calm.
Directly, a water spell was released, and the mana condensed into numerous waves, facing the orb magic weapon.
"Second-level ordinary spell? Haha!"
The middle-aged first-year monk sneered when he saw this scene.
With his level of cultivation, even ordinary foundation-building perfection monks would not dare to underestimate him when it comes to using magic weapons. How dare this guy who hides his head and tail show his confidence in such a big deal!
That’s fine!
I'll make you suffer a big loss!
Save yourself the trouble!
Thinking in his mind, the middle-aged round-faced monk approached quickly.
But soon, his expression changed instantly.
In his incredible eyes.
This early-stage foundation-building monk who deliberately hid his face released another second-level ordinary wood spell in the blink of an eye.
Seems equally ordinary.
But this wood-based spell used extremely clever irrigation and moisture from the water-based magic power to quickly sprout a little bit of greenery in the water waves. Soon it took root in the blink of an eye and grew into extremely flexible trees. The thick vines whipped the whistling orb magic weapon and flew it away!
After intercepting with one blow, the man quickly fled to the outside of the forbidden air.
"What pure magic power! What powerful magic power!"
The middle-aged round-faced monk was shocked at the moment when the magic weapon collided with the magic power.
He immediately realized that the actual strength of the seemingly ordinary early-stage foundation-building monk opposite him might be far beyond his imagination.
This person hides his cultivation!
There is no way he is in the early stage of foundation building, at least in the late stage of foundation building like himself!
"It only took two second-level ordinary spells to block my Wind-Breaking Bead... Such a sophisticated use of the Five Elements spells."
"Who is it? Among the three major sects, I don't remember this person."
"The aura is also very strange. Could it be a casual cultivator from outside?"
Various thoughts flashed through the middle-aged round-faced monk's mind.
At the same time, everyone was on alert for the first time.
"This man's cultivation level is no less than mine, but fortunately the Valley Master brought me a set of treasures when he came back from Wei. It only takes three moves to defeat him!" The eyes of the middle-aged round-faced
monk were filled with excitement. Confident and excited.
There was also a smile of joy on his face that he was about to defeat a strong opponent.
Immediately, there was nothing left to hold on, and eight more round beads that were exactly the same as the previous Wind-breaking Beads quickly emerged from his sleeves. They quickly rotated and gathered together, and turned invisible into a formation.
Youruo lifted up a heavy space, roared, and smashed towards Wang Ba.
Wang Ba, who was escaping, sighed immediately after feeling the breath of the magic weapon behind him.
The next moment, he turned around without hesitation and released nine more second-level spells in an instant...counting the
accumulated mana from the two second-level spells he had laid out in the meantime.
Two rounds of five-element combination spells were quickly formed, starting with water spells and ending with water spells.
The middle-aged round-faced monk was activating the nine-bead magic weapon, but he didn't expect Wang Yan to dare to turn around and fight back.
However, he was not surprised but delighted.
"You are so courageous! But you underestimated my nine-bead size...what the hell!!!"
In just an instant, after a few mediocre spells were stacked in the opponent's hands, it was as if a qualitative change had occurred. , quickly transformed into a lifelike blue water dragon, and crashed towards him overwhelmingly!
In a hurry, the middle-aged round-faced monk immediately pushed the nine bead magic weapons head-on without even thinking.
However, the moment they collided, the middle-aged round-faced monk felt that his mana consumption had instantly reached a frightening level!
In just the blink of an eye, his mana quickly bottomed out!
Soon, the nine orb magic weapons were quickly washed away by the water dragon after losing their magic support.
Seeing that the mana was exhausted, the water dragon became fierce.
In despair, the middle-aged round-faced monk couldn't help but close his eyes.
However, the expected pain did not appear.
He opened his eyes blankly.
But he saw the water dragon roaring past him, and then turned into a mist in mid-air, covering the surrounding sky.
Unconsciously, a flash of bright red quietly flashed in his eyes.
Blame it on me, I feel a little uncomfortable sitting down recently, so I wanted to code words by voice, but after coding for a long time, I saw what the hell, so I started coding again at ten o'clock in the evening... I will make up for it tomorrow, at least three updates! no sooner said than done!
(End of chapter)