Master of time travel

Obscure spells came out from the mouths of several monks, and in an instant, the world was covered by white light.Too much light hurts the eyes.Mo Yun frowned unbearably, and slightly closed his eyes.

Once the Four Spirit Formation is activated, it cannot be stopped if there is no blood.Even if it is not the four Mahayanas who activated the Four Spirit Formation, it is enough to turn the prey trapped in it into blood and disappear into the Three Realms.

In front of him is the Four Spirit Formation, but behind him is Falling Immortal Cliff. At this time, Mo Yun and Yun Ling are like trapped beasts.

Thinking about it, the other party also took great pains to get rid of them.

At the very moment, Yun Ling pursed her lips, and while the person beside her was contemplating, she pushed Mo Yun out with a palm.Watching Mo Yun fall to the Immortal Cliff, but without looking back, he resolutely turned around to meet the chains that kept growing.

Falling Immortal Cliff, a place where even the immortals will fall.But even so, it is not without vitality.

That man will survive.

Being suddenly pushed off the cliff by a woman was beyond Mo Yun's expectation. The sound of the wind was crazily ringing in his ears, causing his ears to hurt from the shock.The scene in front of him continued to shrink, leaving only a little light on the top of the cliff.The last thing Mo Yun saw was the woman's decisive back.In this world, there seems to be nothing waiting to make that haughty figure bend down a bit.

The woman's palm was too sudden, and Mo Yun never expected the woman to act like this.At this moment, the place touched by the woman is still warm, and a warm current rushes into the tendons, quickly gathers in the chest, and then rushes towards the Lingtai.

A wry smile appeared in Mo Yun's eyes, she owed her this favor completely.

Above the Cangshan Mountain, four pillars of light rise up, forming a mask, trapping the woman in it.The chains that emerged from all around continued to wrap around the woman's body, binding her firmly, hanging in mid-air, unable to move.

Red blood seeped out from the woman's body, one drop, two drops, more and more, and finally it was like a spring, this formation seemed to evaporate the woman's blood.

Xiao Zhang tightly clenched his senior brother's sleeve with one hand, and clenched with the other, but he couldn't bear it in his eyes.It is too cruel to treat a woman in this way.

The chain twisted into the woman's flesh and blood, getting tighter and tighter, making a piercing "creaking" sound, twisting the woman's limbs in weird shapes, like a twist.Blood dripped continuously along the iron chain.Anyone who is not blind knows that the woman's hands, feet, muscles and bones are all broken, so if she survived this time, she will be just a useless person in the future.

But even under such pain, the woman did not cry out in pain, and looked at the eyes of everyone, only full of sarcasm and pity.

Xiao Zhang bit his lip tightly, even if it was Moxiu, the other party didn't do anything to endanger the common people, didn't he!

One of the boy's feet couldn't help moving forward, but the boy suddenly found that his hands and feet could no longer move an inch, as if they were tied by a rope.

Binding technique!

Xiao Zhang looked up in shock, only to find that the man beside him also frowned, as if he didn't want to see such a scene.

But the man didn't move, even though his face was ugly, the man didn't move.

He wasn't the only one who couldn't bear it, at least his senior brother couldn't bear it as much as he did.To deal with a woman, even using such a cruel formation as the Four Spirit Formation, what is the difference between them and those demon cultivators!

He poured zhenqi into the tendons, but it was useless, he couldn't untie the shackles of his hands and feet at all.

Xiao Zhang's eyes were a little red, and the young man's viciousness was also aroused at this moment, and he tried to break the bondage with brute force.

The shoulders were held down, and the broad palms carried warmth.It was as if he had done it countless times before, the hands that pulled him up from the ground with his nose bruised and his face swollen when he fell on the sword.

But at this moment, there is an intensity that cannot be resisted.

His senior brother didn't want him to move, and he didn't want him to move either.

Xiao Zhang looked around, and suddenly felt that those upright and dignified faces on weekdays were very strange at this moment.Those so-called decent families have a ferocious look on their brows, and smiles on their faces, like ghosts.

Xiao Zhang gave up, even if he could break through his brother's lock-binding technique, so what.He is just a little cultivator at the golden core stage, even if he goes out, it will be of no use at all, he will only be regarded as a companion of the demon cultivator, and will be killed by his righteous disciples here.Perhaps even his close friends from the same school would not save him.

Xiao Zhang no longer tried to struggle, but only looked at the woman trapped in the Four Spirit Formation, and gritted his teeth firmly.

The woman's skin shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and three thousand black hairs turned into a head of dry hair in an instant, and the beauty became an old woman.In the end, there was only a puddle of blood left, which fell on the ground the moment the formation was dispersed, staining the boy's eyes red.

"The devil is dead!"

"The devil is dead!"

"Moxiu is finally dead!"

On the Cangshan Mountain, everyone raised their arms and shouted, Moxiu has been killed, it is really gratifying to congratulate!

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Fu Qianzhong looked down, it was bottomless.

"Lian Monarch, what about Yun Hui?"

"No one dares to go down this falling fairy cliff." The white-bearded old man walked into the edge of the cliff, looked around, and said.

"But..." Fu Qianzhong wanted to continue, but was interrupted by the white-bearded old man, "If patriarch Fu is worried, he can go down and investigate in person."

Fu Qianzhong was ridiculed by the old man, swallowed the rest of the words, and said: "I'm worrying too much."

"Patriarch Fu is really worried about the people in the world." Looking at the man in fine clothes, the old man's eyes were meaningful, and said: "I think this cultivation world really lacks a master."

Fu Qianzhong's complexion turned pale, and he bowed hastily, and said: "Lian Jun Daoist is serious, I am the patriarch of the Fu Clan, and I just want to do my part for the Seven Great Sects."

It's not for the cultivation world, but for the Seven Great Sects. The man made a mistake in a moment of panic, or did it on purpose.In any case, the difference between the two is too great.

Even the Taoist Monarch stopped talking to Fu Qianzhong, stroked his beard, turned around and said to the people behind him: "This traitor has been punished by the Dao of Heaven, everyone has worked hard this time, so let's go back.", After finishing speaking, he left without even looking at Fu Qianzhong who was still standing on the edge of the cliff.

Xiao Yi glanced at Fu Qianzhong, then squinted at the excited crowd, his eyes were indifferent, and he left with his sword.

Xiao Zhang was shocked, and the man seemed to be looking at him.

Seeing that even the Taoist Monarch and the Sect Master of the Sword Sect had already left, everyone also sacrificed their flying swords and prepared to leave.Now that Moxiu is dead, it doesn't make any sense for them to stay here.Everyone bowed to the backs of the old man and the tall and thin man, and cast disgusted glances at the pile of blood before leaving with their swords.On Feijian, the excitement on everyone's faces could not be concealed.

Regardless of what happened before, this incident is enough to make them famous all over the world!

Aside from the excitement, it is inevitable that there is some regret and sigh, it is a pity that those two faces and cultivation base, if you can marry them as your wife, what a wonderful thing it would be!

Fu Qianzhong's eyes were full of haze, he clenched his hands under his long sleeves, snorted coldly, and walked away with his sword.

Regardless of whether it is the four major families or the seven major families, one day he will trample all of them under his feet!

The crowd had dispersed like jackdaws, and there were only two people left on Cangshan Mountain.

"Go back." Han Wen patted his junior brother on the shoulder and said.

The people around him didn't move, as if they were frozen, Han Wen frowned, he had obviously untied the restraint.

"Xiao Zhang." Han Wen called softly. He was never willing to reprimand this junior brother who had just entered the door. Just like the Elder Hushan said, he really spoiled this junior brother too much.

"Did she really deserve to die?"

Xiao Zhang's voice was very small, as if he was talking to himself, so small that he could hardly hear the Korean language clearly.

"Did they really deserve to die?"

This time, Han Wen finally heard what his junior brother said clearly.

My junior brother sincerely worships the Supreme Master in the realm of cultivation, just like all the young girls who have just stepped into the realm of cultivation, almost reverently respect the woman who is rumored to be close to the way of heaven.

But the feelings in this world are not only respect, it seems that no one can remain a teenager forever.Even if the appearance can be lingering and sweet, it is impossible to be as pure as a teenager forever.

"She shouldn't die." Han Wen could feel the shoulder under his palm tremble because of this sentence, he patted his junior brother's still immature and thin shoulder, and said: "But she shouldn't be alive. "

The trembling stopped, and the hand was thrown away with stubborn force. Han Wen's hand froze in the air, looking at the red-eyed little junior in front of him.

"She didn't even sacrifice her sword, she didn't have any killing intent at all, didn't she!" the young man roared in a low voice, like a wounded little animal, his voice was crying and confused, he didn't know if he was asking himself or in Korean.

Han Wen frowned, he naturally knew that the cold woman had no killing intent, not even anger, only ridicule and pity.He knew it, everyone here knew it.But no one speaks out, because there is no need to speak out.No matter what, that woman must die, for this righteous fate, for the sake of the common people in the world.

But the young man in front of him just said it, and he said it so loudly that it almost hurt Han Wen's ears.

"She is a demon cultivator." Han Wen frowned and said sharply.

It was the first time he used such a harsh tone to the boy.

But the young man raised his head, looked at Han Wen, his eyes were red.

"She didn't do anything evil, did she? Why use such a cruel formation!"

Han Wen was stunned by the bright water in the young man's eyes and puzzled, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

The boy's eyes are clear, and his heart is also pure, different from them.The young man was really suffering for those two unique women in white clothes.

The Four Spirit Formation is too cruel, training blood from the body alive is like roasting a person on fire to refine corpse oil, so it was banned by the various sect masters at that time.For a woman, no matter what that woman did, such a method is too cruel, and the people here don't need such a method at all.

What's more, just as the boy said, those two girls...did nothing.

But how can those people's thoughts be beyond their guess.

"She is a demon cultivator, and the Supreme Master." Han Wen paused and said, "That person is a traitor."

Apart from this sentence, the man didn't seem to have any other answers.And this sentence seems to be enough.

The boy finally stopped asking any more questions, just lowered his head, walked to the pile of ground where the original color could no longer be seen, and squatted down.

Putting his palm on the ground, the soil was soaked with blood, and the smell of blood rushed into his nose. The young man wiped his eyes with his sleeve, grabbed a handful of soil, and put it in his arms.

Han Wen didn't know when he was standing next to the boy, watching the boy's actions, but he didn't speak or stop him.

The boy stood up, turned around, turned his back to Han Wen, and said in a hateful voice: "I will become the suzerain." The boy's voice was hoarse, but stubborn.

Han Wen sighed in his heart, frowned, and said:

"it is good."

If the boy wants, he will help him, just like the stubborn boy he helped a long time ago.

It's a pity that the boy back then did not become the suzerain in the end.

The breeze blew past, the branches and leaves rustled, and on the top of the Cangshan Mountain, there was nothing left except the blood-stained soil and the faint blood in the air.

After a long time, a figure flew quickly from the sky, and appeared on the top of Cangshan Mountain almost in the blink of an eye.The white clothes fluttered in the air, and the person on the sword was very anxious, almost jumping off the sword without even recalling the flying sword.