Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

On the top of Qianzhong Mountain, the ridges on both sides continued to collapse.

Explosive talismans inserted deep into the ground exploded one after another, causing huge rock blocks to crack, and the falling soil poured into the mountain depression, forming a terrifying torrent.

"Quickly, retreat to the southeast!" Yu Wenhan stood on a precarious mountain and shouted, "Follow me!"

He took the lead and jumped up, rushing over there.

The mountains on both sides continue to collapse, and the cemetery over there is the only flat land at the end of the mountain. Looking from a distance, it looks even darker and terrifying.

But if he stayed here, it must be the result of being knocked down by mountains and buried in barren mountains.

A group of young juniors followed behind their respective masters and sect masters, Yujian Yujian, and spirit beast riders riding spirit beasts, all crowded together, chasing Yu Wenhan ahead.

Chen Feng and Mu Qinghui Yu Jianfei were at the front, surrounded by huge torrents of boulders. Chen Feng's hair and face were covered with dust. He looked stern and asked, "Is this method feasible?"

Yu Wenhan gritted his teeth: "No matter what, we have so many Jindan masters dangling in front of Shang Yuan, even if he becomes suspicious, he may not be able to withstand the temptation."

Chen Feng nodded: "You are right."

Mu Qinghui was beside them, pointing his toes on the natal sword, dressed in fluttering white clothes, extremely cold.

He said lightly: "I think he can't wait too long, everyone will go through this with all their might tonight."

Behind them, several immortal elders also laughed, and someone said loudly: "Elder Immortal Mu is right. The Immortal Sect has not had a catastrophe for hundreds of years. Today, I will feed the tiger with my body. This journey of cultivating immortality is not in vain."

The foot of the mountain arrives in no time, and the dark and large cemetery is in sight.

Mu Qinghui slowed down, took out a medicine bottle from his arms, and distributed one to each of the elders around him, but his eyes were slightly red: "Masters, it's not a last resort..."

But he couldn't go on anymore.

Everyone smiled and convinced: "Don't worry, Mu Xianchang. Everyone lives in peace, regardless of life or death."

... The large group of people fell to the ground, and behind them, a large area of ​​the mountain had collapsed. The fallen giant trees and rocks mixed with mud fell behind everyone, firmly blocking the road behind them.

From time to time, new collapses formed, and some young disciples who fell at the end ran slowly and were already damaged.

"Everyone enter the cemetery!" Chen Feng shouted loudly, "in case the mountain falls again and hits people."

The cemetery in front of it occupies a very large area. The Cangqiong faction was originally a Pangran fairy sect that has lasted for many generations. There are too many famous masters and famous immortals in the past. Huge valley flats.

Rows of towering green pines and cypresses are planted all around, all of which are hundreds of years old. Around these trees, basic defensive formations are also laid out, to nourish the souls of the dead within them, and to prevent outsiders Feel free to enter.

Naturally, this little trick couldn't stop these powerful immortal sects. With a light wave of his hand, Yu Wenhan broke the defensive formation around the cemetery and led everyone in.

Behind him is the mountain that is still falling. As everyone hurriedly hid in the cemetery, suddenly, a dazzling light lit up on the surrounding pines and cypresses. It's locked inside! ...

Hearing the vague panic screams from inside, Shang Yuan's tall figure gradually appeared behind a row of trees.

Not far away, Yu Wenli's figure also flashed out.

He stared into the cemetery, and said softly to Shang Yuan: "Sect Master Shang, the mountain was blown up by us in the middle of the night, and many people were trapped in the retreat room and suffered serious injuries. The sect master wanted to catch them all. Great opportunity."

Shang Yuan said: "Your formation is reliable? I don't want people to come out casually."

Yu Wenli said respectfully: "After the suzerain enters, the junior gatekeepers will be in charge of guarding outside, so as not to force the people inside to break through."

Shang Yuan slightly closed his eyes.Spiritual consciousness passed through the formation barrier outside the pines and cypresses, and swiped around inside.

Wherever the consciousness passed by, there were many targets that were indistinct, and the aura of the hot golden core on his body was clear, but the movement of spiritual power was very bleak.

His spiritual consciousness has reached a height beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he can detect the opponent's real spiritual power from such a distance. After this exploration, it is obvious that a group of Jindan masters have intermittent spiritual power and weak breath. Dasong couldn't help but let out a long laugh: "Okay, well done!"

As soon as the laughter fell, his figure flashed, and he had already entered the cemetery in an instant! ...

Yu Wenli watched his figure disappear into layers of yin energy, and his figure disappeared into the shadow of the tree behind him.

Not far behind, Li Qinghong appeared quietly, with the Tu Ling dagger in his hand mercilessly pressing on Tantai Yun's neck.

Yu Wenli clapped his hands lightly, and soon, his crippled bodyguard also appeared silently, holding another person in his hand.

Yuan Qing Hang! ...

Yu Wenli stared at Li Qinghong coldly: "I have already followed your request, and it took me a lot of effort to get him. Change now?"

Yuan Qinghang stood behind him.Looking at Tantai Yun's obviously raised figure in shock, she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

If I'm not mistaken, he... is he going to be a cousin!

Tantai Yun's hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes were dull, with tears flickering in her cold eyes.I just don't know whether to be ashamed or angry.

Li Qinghong nodded: "You let him speak."

Yu Wenli waved his hand and untied the curse on Yuan Qinghang's mouth, Yuan Qinghang hurriedly said: "I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Li Qinghong remained calm, not only did not show any joy, but instead took a step back with Tantai Yun: "Young Master Yuwen, let him go first. I can't trust you."

Yuwen's face sank like water: "Could it be that I trust you again?"

Li Qinghong lightly tapped the dagger: "You let Young Master brother go, he is kind and merciful, he will definitely not allow me to hurt your wife again, you can't trust me, you can trust him."

I don't know if this vulgar "wife" moved Yu Wenli, his face softened slightly, he was silent for a while, and then nodded: "Okay."

Stretching out his fingers quickly, he pointed towards Yuan Qinghang's feet and wrists, two invisible spiritual power locks floated down, and he pushed towards Yuan Qinghang's back: "Go!"

Yuan Qinghang staggered and rushed forward.

Li Qinghong didn't reach out to help, but just stared at Yu Wenli's every move, seeing that he did not move, and when Yuan Qinghang finally stood beside him, he said in a low voice: "Is there something wrong?"

Yuan Qinghang panted a few times: "It's okay."

He was seriously injured at first, and he didn't have time to rest. After being caught by the master of Bai Tong Hall, although the man didn't hurt him at all, but he just sealed his meridians with a magic talisman that absorbs spiritual power for a long time, and even damaged a lot of his vitality. .

It's just that talking about this now is meaningless except to worry the people around me.

Li Qinghong breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly stuffed a pill into Tantai Yun's mouth, and pushed her towards Yu Wenli.

Although this palm was fast, it was gentle despite its strength, Tantai Yun moved forward flatly, Yuwen Lifei rushed forward and held her in his arms.

His face was anxious and angry, with a bit of sinister hatred: "Li Qinghong, what did you eat for her!"

Li Qinghong smiled slightly, and Tu Ling's dagger lay across his chest: "Don't worry, Mr. Yuwen, it's just the antidote. If you just made a wrong idea, then she won't be able to take the antidote."

Yuan Qinghang stared at Tantai Yun, and suddenly said: "Young Master Yuwen, take a few steps back, and I'll help her diagnose her pulse, okay?"

Yu Wenli gritted his teeth, but finally backed away.

Yuan Qinghang took a step forward, put his finger on Tantai Yun's wrist lightly, probed it carefully for a while, and said in a gentle voice: "Miss Tantai, the fetus is in good condition, and the medicine Hongdi gave you just now is also fine."

Tantai Yun's tears rolled down, and she said in a low voice: "Thank you, Young Master Yuan Xiao."

Yuan Qinghang felt a lot of feelings in his heart, knowing that neither Yuwenli nor Tantaiyun knew his identity, so he found a small porcelain bottle from his side, the body of the bottle was as clean as jade, and a bright red cloth tassel was hanging on it.

He gently handed the porcelain bottle to Tantai Yun: "Miss Tantai, I am very sorry to have frightened you. This medicine is very good for preventing pregnancy and health, remember to take it on time."

Tears were shining in Tantai Yun's bright eyes, but she didn't catch them, and said in a daze for a while: "Young Master Yuan, you won't be rewarded for nothing, and besides, his father has harmed you like this."

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly, and gently stuffed the medicine bottle into her palm: "I only know that the child's mother is an excellent woman, and that's enough."

Looking at the back of Yu Wenli leaving with Tantai Yun, he suddenly shouted again: "Mr. Yuwen!"

Yu Wenli turned his head vigilantly and looked at him coldly.

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with complicated emotions and said, "The master of Baitong hall is not a good person, so stop making waves with him."

Yu Wenli said indifferently: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "You are going to be a father, even if you are thinking about the child, you should turn your back on it."

Yu Wenli didn't answer indifferently, turned around and pulled Tantai Yun to disappear behind the shadow of the tree.

Li Qinghong sneered beside him: "It's useless, if it were me, I would also want to kill you."

Yuan Qinghang turned to look at him: "Why?"

Li Qinghong curled his lips: "He wants so much, but now even Yuwen's family property will be taken away by your cousin, can he be willing?"

Yuan Qinghang staggered and almost tripped over the branches under his feet: "You know it too?! Did my grandfather announce it to the whole world? Yu Wenli will really go crazy!"

Li Qinghong said: "Why, because you are afraid that he will go crazy, you will always hide your identity?"

Yuan Qinghang had a terrible headache and didn't want to worry about this problem any longer. He looked into the cemetery from a distance: "Stop talking, what's going on now?! Let's go in quickly."

"You look like this, can't you not go in? I have notified the people of the Demon Sect to escape in advance. It is full of idiots from the Immortal Sect now. You have managed them for so long, is it not enough for you to be merciful?"

Yuan Qinghang kept on stepping: "All the people from the Demon Sect have left? It's a bit disrespectful, but forget it, it's okay to escape, and I have no scruples."

"I saved you for nothing!" Li Qinghong yelled angrily, and ran after him, "You have so many things to do, sooner or later you will die miserably."

"But my grandfather is inside!" Yuan Qinghang ran faster and faster, "I just recognized it, and it's still hot!..."

In the cemetery, it was already full of killing intent.

As soon as Shang Yuan stepped into the garden, his body felt a strange chill.

This is a cemetery where the dead gather, so the yin energy is naturally extremely heavy, but he has been here before, but he has never felt such a chilling yin energy in his heart.

He was vigilant in his heart, his spiritual sense was released, and he looked around, and he had already found out the target.

——At least nearly a thousand people gathered in the entire cemetery, roughly the same number as the Xianzong people on the top of the mountain.They were scattered everywhere, some gathered behind tombstones, and some hid behind trees and flowers.

As if they also sensed his sudden coercion, everyone in the cemetery stopped speaking, quietly, as if terrified to the extreme.

There are so many living people, but they are silent, mixed in a place where the bones of the dead are buried, it only seems extraordinarily strange.

Shang Yuan jumped up suddenly, the spiritual power in his body surged like a tide, and suddenly attacked the few Jindan masters who were closest to him.

Those few people hid behind a group of tombstones. Under his spiritual search, their spiritual power was obviously disordered and their breath was weak, as if they had suffered serious injuries.

Shang Yuan's palm was like a hurricane crossing the border, and instantly smashed the tombstone covering them in front of them, and grabbed the nearest person: "Come out!"

At this moment, an astonishing amount of spiritual power suddenly burst out from the bodies of those few golden core masters with weak spiritual power.

Three or four sword winds rose from the ground, up, down, left, and right, sealing his whole body, and all slashed at him like thunder!

There was no sign of any injury at all, but it seemed that he was more violent and outrageous than usual, exhausting all his cultivation.

Shang Yuan was shocked in his heart, and instantly understood.

These people didn't know what kind of strange method they used to suppress the fluctuation of spiritual power around them for a short time, and deceived his search!

He was startled and angry, feeling vaguely in his heart that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, his palm was surrounded by a silver sword net, he rushed forward with his bare hands, and hit the heart of a person on the side with his palm.

Under the moonlight, that person's face was facing the bright moon, it was Chen Feng.

He snorted fiercely, and spat out a bloody arrow, but he was also stubborn, and even though he was seriously injured, he also did not retreat but advanced, and a sword edge followed the previous sword, and stabbed Shang Yuan's ribs again.

...Blood splattered everywhere, everyone knew that there was no room for retreat tonight, almost all of them were aroused bloody, and after a while, Shang Yuan had already suffered several wounds on his body.

And among the besieged Jindan masters, some of them were finally crushed by Shang Yuan's palm, their stomachs were cold, and Jindan was forcibly taken out.

That man was the master of the Sword Sect, and he was over 100 years old, his golden core was destroyed, and he hadn't died for a while, suddenly he laughed loudly: "Business thief, look at it, can you bear the old man's golden core? "

Exhausting the last trace of spiritual power in his body, the blood surged, and a meridian connected to the golden core suddenly exploded, and boundless black air diffused out along the self-exploding golden core.

Shang Yuan was frantically absorbing the spiritual power overflowing from the golden core, this sudden change was completely unexpected, he felt that the spiritual power on the golden core seemed to be mixed with a terrible poison, and was instantly sucked into the pores of his body.

When it came, the strange medicine that Mu Qinghui gave to everyone was really poisonous.

Not only can it confuse the spiritual power and make the breath appear disordered and unstable, but it can also quickly generate greater combat power. Once the golden core is destroyed, the toxin will be mixed in the self-exploding airflow, causing a fatal blow.

Shang Yuan stepped back quickly, and the hostility in his eyes soared.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the soaring cultivation base on his body, and grinned grinningly: "What can I do with mere poison? How many other golden pills like this are there, show me all of them!"

...Yuan Qinghang stepped into the cemetery, and his body was full of excitement.

Looking at the brutal fighting in the distance, he forcibly calmed down and did not rush over. He stood there for a while, then gritted his teeth suddenly, and ran towards the group of young disciples who were anxiously watching the battle.

Li Qinghong followed him closely: "Yes, hide here first, wait until those suzerain masters finish their lives."

Yuan Qinghang ran into the crowd, took a quick look at everyone, and whispered urgently: "Hey, stand up straight, let me see your figure!"

When a group of young juniors saw him, they immediately became excited: "Young Master Yuan, you are here! I didn't see you just now, I was so scared to death, I thought you were smashed down the mountain!"

"What did you say, you were buried, and Young Master Yuan Xiao didn't even know how to do it."

"Isn't he injured? What's wrong with my worry?"

A group of teenagers were making noise, and Yuan Qinghang didn't have time to answer. He grabbed Li Ji, looked him up and down, pulled him over, looked left and right, and found several tall and straight teenagers to come out.

After finding a total of ten teenagers with similar stature, he clapped his hands: "You all come with me, others stay still!"

Most of the ten or so teenagers were the ones who assassinated Shang Yuan with him last time. Instead of being afraid, they were very excited: "Oh, are you going to do it together again? How do you do it this time?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "It's a little different this time, maybe someone will die."

Li Ji interjected, "Anyway, you will die before us."

What he said was not a curse at all, but it came from the heart. When he assassinated Shang Yuan last time, Yuan Qinghang charged forward everywhere, standing in front of all the young people, without fear of death. If it really happened again, no one would doubt him It still will be.

Yuan Qinghang smiled and nodded: "Guaranteed!"

Chang Yuaner was on the side, and ran forward anxiously: "What are you doing, I want to go too!"

Yuan Qinghang was shocked: "Didn't you be sent away by your father? Why did you show up again!"

Chang Yuan'er said: "I knocked out my elder brother and ran back!"

Yuan Qinghang waved his hands again and again: "Come back when you come back, but women can't."

Chang Yuan'er's face turned red, and she shook "Caichun" in her hand: "Why can't women do it? Although I am a medical practitioner, Caichun is very powerful, not as good as their sword cultivators!"

Yuan Qinghang had no time to defend himself, and left with a dozen teenagers: "You are short and too thin!"

Chang Yuaner stared blankly at him running away like the wind, and suddenly stomped her feet, so angry that tears almost flew out.

What nonsense, why do fights depend on height, shortness, fatness and thinness! ...