Super Shinto

Spells, aura shields!

"Who is fellow daoist? With such a behavior, where will I go to the fairy pavilion?"

Just at this moment, a figure quietly appeared in front of Bai Ziyue, it was Pei Yuanwu who ascended the fairy pavilion.

Beside him, there are also two immortal practitioners who are obviously less powerful.

At this moment, he snarled and stepped forward a little.

hum!

In an instant, streaks of golden light rose from all directions.

Formation!

At some point, Pei Yuanwu and others actually set up a formation in front of Bai Ziyue, and it was still a trap formation!

Snorting coldly in his heart, Bai Ziyue stretched out his hand and made another move.

The small golden sword swept up like a frightened bird.

boom!

The trapped golden light raised by the formation suddenly shattered.

On the ground, a total of eight array disks also shattered with spiritual energy.

"Top monk, no good, retreat!"

Pei Yuanwu's complexion changed drastically, and he fled quickly without even thinking about it.

He didn't expect that it would be the top monks on the ninth floor of the Qi Refining Period who blocked him this time.

Moreover, it is still the kind of top monk who has clearly mastered powerful offensive methods.

In front of such a strong man, he, the eighth-level immortal master of the Qi refining period, can't play the slightest role, and the opponent can kill him with a single sword.

Bai Ziyue cast a cold glance at Pei Yuanwu, but he didn't make a move after all.

Then, he stretched out his hand to touch his bosom, and he took out the Soul Gathering Banner again.

hum!hum!hum!

Yin Qi surged, and soon there were five or six main souls rising from various places in the government office and rushing towards him.

During this period, all the masters in the yamen seemed to have disappeared and did not dare to approach.

Obviously, because of Bai Ziyue's supernatural power, these people were all scared.

Especially some people, after seeing that even Mr. Yang Zhen, who has already reached the level of a first-class expert, was seriously injured, and he was not his opponent, they became even more afraid.

"After all, I still lost seven or eight main souls."

Bai Ziyue sighed as he watched the remaining six master souls submerge into the soul-gathering streamer.

In my heart, I don't care.

To him, they are just some low-level main souls, which are not of much use.

Immediately, he put away the soul-gathering banner, stretched his figure, and left quickly.

Chapter 225 The Twelve Gold Papers Become One (Subscribe)

Yang Zhen's internal energy circulated, and streams of sweat evaporated from his body. After a while, he opened his eyes.

"Mr. Yang Zhen, how is your injury?"

Soon the magistrate Mr. Chen, the magistrate Mr. Zhang, Li Xun and Li Zhubo, and Pei Yuanwu from Dengxian Pavilion surrounded him.

"It didn't hurt the vitals, and then it will be fine after a period of cultivation."

Yang Zhen waved his hand, his face was still extremely pale.

This time, it hit him hard.

Originally, he thought that his strength was already extremely strong, and deep down in his heart, he wondered whether he would be able to defeat someone who cultivated immortality at the same level.

In the end, he couldn't catch the opponent's sword...

"By the way, Mr. Yang Zhen, I don't know if you know who that person is? Do you have any grievances with you?"

Master Chen hesitated slightly, and asked.

"It's still possible to have feuds in the Jianghu, but that person is a person who cultivates immortality, and according to my judgment, his strength must be at least the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

Although I am confident in my own strength, I dare not provoke such existences. "

Yang Zhen shook his head directly, turned to look at Pei Yuanwu, and said, "I don't know if Master Pei knows? After all, the other party is just like you, a person who cultivates immortality."

"In Wujiang County, there is only one immortal cultivator whose strength has reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and that is Elder Wu, a casual cultivator.

But not long ago, he had already failed because of his impact on the realm and fell.

As for the nearby cultivators who have reached this level of strength, although there are one or two, they don't look like..."

Pei Yuanwu thought for a while, but he still couldn't think of any of the ninth-level monks he knew who could compare with this person.

"is it?"

Yang Zhen pondered, but suddenly his expression changed. Regardless of his injury, he stood up quickly and walked to his room.

Seeing the scene in the room, there was no trace of shock on his face, and he said: "Sure enough, the only thing that can make those existences miss me is that treasure."

"What is it?"

The others suddenly became curious.

"Treasure of Immortal Martial Arts, Twelve Gold Papers.

I have a piece of twelve gold paper in my hand, which happens to be hidden under this floor. "

Yang Zhen said, but his face was full of confusion, and said: "But, how did he know that this thing is on me?

Also, how did he know that I hid the gold paper under this floor? "

The others were also a little puzzled, but their eyes flickered violently at this moment.

Treasure of Immortal Martial Arts, Twelve Gold Papers.