The Second Immortal Road

"The son!" The middle-aged man in Dao-robed jumped off Yusuo, and a few flashes rushed to the side of the young man in Jin-robed, releasing a milky white halo covering the blood-covered body of the young man in Jin-robed.

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe passed his mental energy into his body along the left hand of the young man in the brocade robe, and circulated for a while. The frowning brow stretched slightly, and when he flipped his hand, he took out a cyan talisman and punched it in. Its body.

"How, what's the situation with the son?" A big man in white shirt came forward and asked softly.

"Fortunately, it came in time. Although the internal injury is serious, there is no life danger for the time being, but the son's right arm is severed. Can you fellow Taoists look around immediately, if it is too late, you can rush back and ask the elders in the clan to continue the amputated limbs. "The middle-aged Taopao continuously poured mana into the body of the Jinpao youth, trying his best to stabilize the injury in his body.

"I'm afraid I don't need to find it!" A gray-clothed youth waved his hand at a gravel not far away, which was a few **** stumps in the air.

"The young man's right arm has been severely injured, I'm afraid I can't continue to connect it!" The gray-clothed youth gave a wry smile.

The other three glanced at the broken arms that were almost rotten into meat sauce, and their expressions changed continuously.

"It's better to take it, maybe you can pick it up!" The middle-aged man in Dao-robed sighed slightly, waved his hand and sucked in the pieces of rotten meat floating in front of the gray-clothed youth, and carefully put it in the storage bag. , Although he knew very well in his heart, it was impossible for this remnant arm to be connected.

"Go, let's get back to the family soon!" As soon as the middle-aged man in Dao Pao waved his hand, he released the flying jade shuttle.

The other three cultivators nodded their heads. They released their flying magic weapons and jumped up. As soon as the magic trick was pinched, they were ready to follow the light ahead, but at this moment, a strange wave slowed high from an unknown place. Slowly made.

This wave is extremely peculiar. Obviously it is very slow, and you can see the wave moving forward slowly. It seems that the ordinary wave has been slowed down by more than a hundred times, but in the blink of an eye, the wave spreads all over. The whole world, the whole world was submerged.

Immediately, the time in the whole world no longer passed, and everything in the whole world was frozen, whether it was small or majestic, it was frozen in an instant, and the whole world seemed to be a painting.

"Squeak." A piece of rubble was crushed, and an old Taoist priest in a green robe with yin and yang gossip walked slowly from a distance. The prohibition of time that can be easily controlled even in the Yuan Ying period seems to be for the old Taoist priest. no effect.

The old Taoist stepped out of thin air, walking step by step in front of the middle-aged man in the robe, took the young man in the brocade robe in his arms, slightly opened his mouth, and let out a green breath towards the young man in the brocade robe with his broken arm.

A surprising thing happened, the **** wounds of the young man in Jinpao merged in an instant, but the broken arm was still not connected.

The old Taoist glanced down at the young man in the brocade robe in his arms, and then looked into the distance. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

With a sound of "Peng.", this static world collapsed instantly, as big as a powerful monk who was always trying to fill the sea, and as small as a hare who was greedy for life and fear of death, and was as timid as a rat. Everything collapsed instantly. Broken, only endless darkness remains.

After the entire world shattered, everything in the original world turned into strands of green, gold and silver three-color spiritual mist, condensing toward two thin light clusters in the boundless darkness.

Seeing that his hands were extremely weak and still shivering, and struggling to drill the two light **** together, a gentle color appeared on the face of the old Taoist priest, but the gentle color disappeared in an instant.

The old Taoist flicked his sleeves at the gathered three-color spiritual mist, and immediately scattered all the three-color spiritual mist, instantly turning into a huge picture scroll, with mountains, cranes, birds, and caves inside. The palace has everything it needs, and it looks like a fairyland on earth, but looking at the mountain range drawn in the secondary picture scroll, it is clearly the mountain range where the Kun Family is located.

This picture scroll is very peculiar. It does not seem to be flat. It seems that there is a space inside. The characters, animals and the like inside are not static. They are all living as if they were alive.

Keep your own business.

"Go, it's the last time." The old Taoist waved his hand and threw the two light **** in his hand into the three huge scrolls of mist, while he himself stood in front of the scroll and watched quietly. Everything in the picture scroll.

Among the palaces of the Kunjia Mountain Range, there are crowds of people everywhere, dressed in red and colorful, with a beaming appearance.

A team of more than ten people walked along a white jade avenue towards the tallest palace group in the Kunjia Mountains. The courtesy behind them spread their hands and spread out a red jade slip, loudly Reading: "Southern Li Jialai congratulates the Eight Elders. Congratulations to the eight elders for condensing the Nascent Infant, and then accepting the beauty, giving a thousand catties of sea sand, one hundred protospar, twelve demon crystals, and a pair of celestial silkworms."

"The concubine thanked the Li family for the gift on behalf of my son, dare to ask this but the Li family's deacon elder?" A group of people who wore a fire-red palace dress and had a cinnabar mole on her eyebrows greeted her. Facing one of the white-robed old men, he leaned slightly and asked with a smile.

The face of this red dress girl is exquisite and abnormal, the skin is fat, the mouth is full of pill, and the beauty is abnormal, especially the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows and eyebrows. There is also a strange style, from the inside to the outside. The strange power of charm made the eyes of the cultivators behind the white-robed old man in a trance.

"A group of shameful guys!" The white-robed old man snorted coldly, and the group of monks with blurred eyes instantly shrewd, and when they recovered, they saw the white-robed old man's frowning brows, and these monks immediately accused him of crimes. .

"Puff." The lady in the red dress covered her mouth and smiled.

"Just stay behind!" The white-robed old man reprimanded, and turned his head to look at the red-dress female nun. When he saw the red-dress female nun in front of him clearly, it seemed that there was also a slight flash of different color in his eyes, but He disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then he laughed and said: "Li is the deacon elder of the Li family. Seeing the little dao friend, he is so charming and exquisite. I want to be the person who is close to the eighth noble elder Liuyun Fairy?"

"The concubine body is Liuyun, who came to lead the way for Elder Li. Elder Li is here to ask. My son and several other adults have been waiting for a long time!" The red dress female cultivator bowed gently and made a request. The action, respectful, reveals calmness.

"Ha, since several fellow daoists have been waiting for a long time, it's hard for Li to continue to delay. Daoist Liuyun leads the way!" The old man in the white robe also smiled as he lifted his clothes and followed the girl in the red skirt. Walking in a certain direction, regardless of the group of monks behind him.

"You find a place to stay, don't walk around randomly, cause any trouble!" The cold voice of the white-robed old man entered the ears of the cultivators, making those cultivators irritated.

As soon as the old man and the red-dressed nun left, a dozen or so palace maids turned out from the side hall on the side. Before welcoming this group of monks, they gave them a salute and explained that they were leading them. The Li family walked to the side.

Just as these people of the Li family walked through a side hall, a sound of bitter pleading came into their ears, causing these monks to raise their eyebrows~www.wuxiaspot.com~Today is the Kun Family Patriarch’s concubine. The ceremony of Yinghe Concubine, should be extremely festive, some people dare to voice so sad!

Under curiosity, these Li family cultivators moved a few steps closer to the source of the sound, wanting to see what happened there!

The glaring scenery surprised the Brother Li family. Not far below the side hall, a young man with one-armed arms was grabbing the sleeve of an old man with white beard and preventing him from leaving.

Such a scene is not too surprising, but it is strange that the one-armed young man is just a little monk in the middle of the Qi training period. But he was a genuine cultivator of the Dan-forming period.

If outside, a cultivating cultivator dared to entangle a cultivating alchemy cultivator so much, he would definitely be slapped to death, but the white-bearded elder was impatient, but he didn't have the posture to do it.

"Elder Qing, please help me." The one-armed young man took the white-bearded old man's arm tightly with one hand and pleaded bitterly.

The Li family cultivators glanced at each other, they all saw a trace of playfulness in each other's eyes, and silently looked at the two people below, all in a posture that they planned to watch a good show. , Wonderful! (=)