Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 279 Yang Linger suffered a loss

In the distance, Tianwen could hardly believe his eyes!

The three old men in front of him were all top-notch figures in the world, but unexpectedly, they could not block the palm of the mysterious young woman with their combined strength.

What a profound magical power!

"Su Nu Xuan Ying?"

The four words that the Soul Devouring Master had just shouted out when he saw the woman appeared in her mind.

A moment later, the veins on Tianwen's forehead behind the veil were all bulging, and he muttered in disbelief: "Xuan Ying? Thousand-year-old zombie god, Su Nu Xuan Ying? Didn't she die after being besieged by thirteen elders of the righteous path sixty years ago?"

Mortals may not have any impression of Xuan Ying, but this name has never been interrupted in the world of cultivation for thousands of years.

Xuan Ying is known as a god, the last god in the world. Every few decades or hundreds of years, he will suddenly appear in the world, and then disappear without a trace.

It is said that what she practiced was the undead magic Nine Yin and Nine Yang that had been destroyed in ancient times.

The so-called Nine Yin and Nine Yang are the Nine Yin Longevity Record and Nine Yang Corpse Chapter that Situ Feng mentioned when he taught Ye Xiaochuan the way of longevity!

According to what Situ Feng said at the time, if you want to live forever, you must practice the magic of the dead and dig out your heart to become a zombie.

And this Su Nu Xuanying is the most powerful zombie in the world, the thousand-year corpse king, and some people call it the thousand-year zombie god!

This is just a subtle statement. Many knowledgeable cultivators know that Xuanying has existed for more than a thousand years, at least six or seven thousand years!

Tian Wen finally understood at this moment why the three top masters of the righteous and the devil sects were not the opponents of Xuanying. Sixty years ago, Xuanying appeared and caused trouble, killing many people. At that time, both the righteous and the devil sects sent elders to secretly hunt him down.

At that time, a total of thirteen elders and masters from the three sects of the righteous Cangyun Sect, Jiaye Temple, and Tianshi Dao tracked down Xuanying. Thirteen people joined forces, three died, seven were seriously injured, and the remaining three were also injured.

It is said that Xuanying had died in that battle at that time.

How come she appeared again sixty years later?

Xuanying, suspended in the air under the giant palm, looked at the three seriously injured tiny ants under his feet like an arrogant god.

She couldn't understand why she was hunted down by these masters of cultivation every time she appeared.

Ye Xiaochuan carried Yang Ling'er and flew all the way for at least an incense stick of time, and they were already dozens of miles away.

Yang Ling'er was tightly held by Ye Xiaochuan, and she felt very uncomfortable, so she let Ye Xiaochuan fall.

Ye Xiaochuan was the kind of cowardly person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. With two demon women behind him, he naturally didn't dare to stop.

In the end, Yang Ling'er bit and pinched, cursed and swore that the two demon women didn't catch up, and Ye Xiaochuan was relieved and fell from the sky.

The ground was an endless wheat field, with green wheat ears about to bloom.\\n

Squatting in the wheat field that was half a person's height, Ye Xiaochuan held Yang Ling'er tightly under him, and his thieving eyes looked around, fearing that Tianwen and Liu Huashang, the two witches, would catch up with him.

Yang Ling'er struggled for a while, and Ye Xiaochuan said anxiously: "Don't move, if those two witches find our tracks, we will be dead!"

Yang Ling'er said angrily: "If you don't let go, you will be dead!"

Ye Xiaochuan let go of his hands in dismay, and Yang Ling'er hurriedly got up and tidied her clothes, with a face full of shame and anger.

This puzzled Ye Xiaochuan, and he said, "Mr. Yang, we are all grown men, and you are not a woman. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?"

Yang Ling'er said hatefully, "I said I have mysophobia and don't like to get too close to others!"

Now Yang Ling'er regretted secretly saving Ye Xiaochuan in Zhuxian Town. From meeting this guy last night to now, which has been a full twelve hours, this stinky boy has taken advantage of her so much.

His hands were touched, his waist was touched, and his legs were touched!

Yang Ling'er now really doubted whether this guy had already seen that she was a woman dressed as a man, so he took the opportunity to take advantage of her!

Along the way, I didn't see this guy touching the beautiful Baili Yuan improperly.

Yes, he must have seen through her female body, so he did it on purpose.

This is what Yang Ling'er thought in her heart.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't bother to pay attention to the "Young Master Yang" who had a mental cleanliness obsession. He thought that Young Master Yang was weird, with skin as white as snow, and looked better than women, and he didn't let men get close to his body.

So Ye Xiaochuan was disgusted and thought, could this Young Master Yang be the kind of person mentioned by his senior brothers?

The kind of man who doesn't like women and is only interested in men.

To put it bluntly, he has the habit of sharing peaches and cutting sleeves.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaochuan shuddered and hurried away from her, lest he spend too much time with this pretty boy and get infected.

Yang Linger tidied up her appearance and saw Ye Xiaochuan hiding aside with a look of disgust, and couldn't help saying: "Why are you looking at me with such a weird look?"

Ye Xiaochuan laughed dryly: "No, nothing."

At the same time, another voice in his heart was muttering: "You rabbit, if you weren't rich, I wouldn't bother to look at you, a rabbit!"

Zhuxian Town

The long team of Yin spirits continued to move towards the huge black vortex in the middle of the Yin-Yang Road.

The battle between the righteous and the evil sects, which lasted for nearly half an hour, began to fade away.

Qu Xiangge and Baili Yuan met their match, the bone magic weapon and the dragon tooth dagger flew, the blue and black magic weapons flashed back and forth, entangled with each other, and in a short time, no one could do anything to the other.

In the battle between Yu Linglong and Yun Qiyou, Yun Qiyou had a slight advantage.

The two people's cultivation was on par with each other, and the magic power of the magic weapons in their hands was also difficult to distinguish, but when facing Yun Qiyou, Yu Linglong had a disadvantage that always restricted her.

The Hehuan Sect was unique in the world with its lewd and charming skills, and all kinds of magical skills could only be used in conjunction with the "Hehuan Treasure Mirror" to exert the greatest power.

Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou was a girl, and her personality was cold and tough, and she was not emotional.

Yu Linglong's strange and charming skills had almost no effect when facing Yun Qiyou.

As one side gained and the other lost, it was indeed Yun Qiyou who took the initiative in the battle.

Another wave of thousands of white air swords swept in from all directions. Yu Linglong was in great pain and had to use the magic sect clone technique. Zhan Xiangsi quickly returned to defend and barely broke the white air swords that were attacking from the sky.

Compared with the four young masters, the other battlefield was a little bit dangerous.

The two elders of Piaomiao Pavilion, Hua Niang and Qi Jun, were both masters of the eighth level of the spiritual realm.

However, facing the siege of more than a dozen elite disciples of the magic sect, the two began to be stretched.

In particular, among this group of disciples of the magic sect, there were two young people with surprisingly high Taoism and good magic weapons in their hands. They were the ghost son Cen Qiyuan and the young generation of the Five Poison Sect. Qing Yan.

These two were the most elite disciples of the magic sect at the peak of the out-of-body realm. They had cultivation and magic weapons. They were helped by four or five elite disciples of the magic sect. They gradually stopped the offensive of the two elders of Piaomiao Pavilion and gradually took the initiative.

Hua Niang and Qi Jun have now switched from the initial attack to a full defensive position.

As time went by, the two long teams of ghost soldiers finally saw the tail end. The little monk and the woman in the bamboo hat breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

According to the current speed, in about an incense stick of time, all the remaining ghosts should be sent to the netherworld.

Now even if the ghost soldiers have problems, or the remaining ghost soldiers scatter, it is still under control.

When the tail of the ghost soldiers appeared, this battle between good and evil was completely coming to an end.