Immortal Mansion Longevity Chapter 683

   Chapter 683 Yuanshi Mozong, the battle of the two saints!

  PS: There is no intention to insinuate anything, in order to prevent 404, the Red Turban Army should be changed to the Purple Turban Army.

  The previous article has been revised, and the name of the Purple Turban Army will be used later.

   This darkness is extremely pure, and there is not a trace of light in it.

   All the light and fluctuations that passed along the way were absorbed, even the aftermath of the magic weapon was no exception.

   At first glance, it looks like **** or an abyss, exuding an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

   "Could it be that this is the backhand prepared by the five members of the Purple Turban Army?"

   Liu Yu's eyes turned, and at the moment when the "darkness" appeared, his keen sense was already touched.

   With his vision at this time, he can naturally see that this is a magical power!

   Under the cover of the night, the appearance is a dark magical power, which is extremely difficult to detect and spreads very fast.

   In just half a breath, it has spread not far from the four Jinwuwei.

The    spiritual sense was touched, and a strong sense of crisis came. The powerful Jin Wuwei suddenly looked back and saw the deep darkness that was spreading rapidly.

"This is."

   He seemed to think of something extremely terrifying, and his face changed drastically in an instant.

   Consternation, anger, panic and other expressions quickly changed on his face.

   But Jin Wuwei was not slow at all, and immediately controlled the magic weapon to turn the direction and swept away towards the darkness swept behind him.

   Jindan supernatural power also followed immediately, dazzling aura shone in the night sky, and bursts of powerful power fluctuations swept the entire market.

   "Boom"

   Just after the initial roar, no matter the magic weapon or the supernatural power, everything was engulfed by the deep and rich darkness.

   As if the stone sinks into the sea, there is no movement again.

   In the next moment, Jin Wuwei's face turned pale, feeling that the magic weapon and supernatural power had lost contact at the same time.

   "Dou Wuyou!"

   "To deal with the thieves of the Purple Turban Army, Xianting Holy Land has already made an agreement, and they are all on the same front."

   "What do you want to do now that you are shooting?!"

   Looking at the source of the appearance of "Deep Darkness", Jin Wuwei roared loudly.

   In anger and fear, with a trace of puzzlement, he did not understand why the other party turned against each other.

Although the    roar was loud, his tone was obviously a bit stern, obviously very afraid of the strength of the incoming person, and he knew that he was not an opponent.

   At this time, all the cultivators reacted with hindsight and looked towards the source of the dark magical power.

   I saw a male cultivator wearing a purple robe, pale skin without a trace of blood, looking around twenty years old on the outside, and some stray male cultivator slowly emerging from the darkness.

   Looking at Jin Wuwei who was in a hurry, there was no slight fluctuation on the face of the evil male cultivator, and a trace of disdain flashed in his lavender eyes.

   The magical powers that have been activated have no intention of stopping at all, and continue to spread to the four of them.

   There is no "deep darkness" of light, and it seems that it will be swallowed up in the next moment!

   "Dou Wuyou?"

   "Original Demon Sect?"

  Under the eaves, hearing the name, Liu Yu frowned.

   Instantly thought of the "Original Demon Sect", one of the three holy places, and the ranking on the Zhongyu real person list.

   As far as he knows, this Dou Wuyou is the contemporary son of the Primordial Demon Sect, ranking seventh on the Zhongyu Real People List.

There is no doubt about the content of the    real person list, and it can be ranked seventh, which is already above the countless geniuses of the ninety-nine continents!

   In addition to its profound background, even if it condenses Nascent Soul, it can basically be said that it is almost certain.

   This is one of the most powerful Jindan cultivators in Zhongyu!

   "Son of the dignified Demon Sect, why did he suddenly appear here alone?"

  Looking at the dark supernatural powers that displayed their great power, Liu Yu flashed this thought.

   In his spiritual sense, Dou Wuyou's supernatural power has an unfathomable feeling.

   Like a black hole that absorbs everything, there is a sense of extreme danger.

   This means that even for him, this magical power could be life-threatening.

   Without exception, the top ten of the Zhongyu Reality Ranking are all 9th-grade golden pills.

   In other words, this is a ninth-rank attacking supernatural power, and its own realm has reached the peak of Jindan.

   In the face of this magical power, even Liu Yu had to face it carefully, not to mention the four Jin Wuwei.

   Compared with the two, they are not on the same level at all.

   "I'm really envious."

   At this moment, Liu Yu had to admit that he was somewhat envious of this person's magical powers.

   The power of the natal supernatural power will grow with the growth of the cultivation base, and will never fall behind.

   Attacking or defending magical powers, the effect will become more and more obvious, and once the effect is used, the effect is often immediate.

   In contrast, the direct attack power of "Wither" is about nothing, and it cannot be used for defense, which is a big drawback.

   "Although the power of attacking supernatural powers is strong, "Blight" is not bad in terms of support."

   The dark pupils reflected all kinds of auras, thinking about the performance of the natal supernatural powers, Liu Yu had no other thoughts after being envious.

   The two have different focuses and cannot be compared simply and rudely.

   It's too late to say, it's too soon.

  From Jin Wuwei who revealed Dou Wuyou's identity, to Liu Yu flashing all kinds of thoughts, but in fact it was only about a breath or two.

   Aware that the crisis is coming, the four members of Gan Ting can no longer care about the five members of the Purple Turban Army, and desperately resort to means to fight against the supernatural power.

   And the five members of the Purple Turban Army took the opportunity to fall towards the bottom of the square, trying to rescue the detained members.

   Along the way, there are dozens of low-level monks in Gan Court, and they can't stop them.

   If you are entangled, you will be killed by the magic weapon and magical power that you casually sacrifice.

   "Boom boom boom!!"

   At a critical juncture, the four of Gan Ting tried their best to resist the spreading darkness, and a loud roar resounded throughout the city.

   But is the supernatural power of the 9th grade Jindan unusual?

   After a brief stalemate, all the magic weapons and magical powers and spells disappeared in the "deep darkness" and disconnected from the four of them.

  Darkness can contain everything!

   With all their means, they still couldn't resist the spread of dark supernatural powers, and the resistance of the four of them seemed pale and powerless.

   "Dou Wuyou, how dare you do this, I'm a big gun Jinwu"

   While withdrawing and bursting back, he shouted angrily, Jin Wuwei's eyes were split, and he tried to use the name of Gan Ting to save his life.

  If an ordinary cultivator heard the name of "Dagan Jinwuwei", how could he be afraid of one or two, and give a bit of thin face.

   But Dou Wuyou has a deep background, and the Yuanshi Demon Sect is the Holy Land with the worst relationship with Qianting among the Three Holy Lands. How could he be frightened by the mere name of Jinwuwei?

  You are the Holy Son of the Holy Land. Even if the news of his murder spreads on the spot, it is very easy to settle the matter.

   And he didn't bother to explain to an unknown person.

  I want to take your life, why do you need to know the reason, the Holy Son of Demon Sect is so domineering!

The    method failed to intercept. Although he tried his best to stay away, the deep darkness was getting closer and closer.

   The death of the four Gan Ting seems to be at the next moment!

   However, just when the four of them were about to die, reinforcements from the Immortal Prison in Montenegro finally arrived.

   A dozen or so lights appeared on the horizon, only more than 70 miles away from Luofufang City.

   "Stop!"

   The sound arrives before the person arrives.

   A cold female voice, like a clear spring, spread into the battlefield from a distance.

   Hearing this voice, the domineering Dou Wuyou was startled, feeling a little familiar.

   But the supernatural power still has no meaning to stop.

   The person who sent out the sound of the spell was a slender female cultivator in a gray Taoist robe.

   Seeing that the other party's killing intent has been decided, the woman frowned slightly, and decisively used her secret technique with both hands.

  I don't know what kind of secret technique he used, but he moved forward more than twenty miles in an instant, and entered the city of Luofufang within fifty miles.

   The next moment, the female cultivator wearing a gray robe decisively used her natal supernatural powers.

   Silently, a large gray aura suddenly appeared in the night sky, with extremely terrifying power, spreading towards Luofufang City.

The   grey aura contains a kind of strange power. Although it is not as domineering as Dou Wuyou's supernatural power, it coincides with a certain law between heaven and earth. It is also an extremely powerful ninth-grade supernatural power!

Wherever    passed, the whistling wind gradually ceased, and the blazing flames slowly extinguished.

  The scene swept by the gray aura gradually faded, just like the original colorful picture, turned into black and white.

   "Daoyi Saintess!"

   "Lin Weichen!"

   A hint of joy appeared on Jin Wuwei's face when he noticed the arrival of this woman, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and hope rekindled in his heart.

   Immediately, he did not hesitate to burn the source of Jindan.

   cast out a series of third-order spells, tried his best to delay the spread of darkness, and turned around and fled in the direction of the gray-robed female cultivator.

   The other three Qian Ting Jindan saw the situation, and they did the same. They resolutely burned the source of Jindan, just to fight for a chance.

   "Boom!!"

  Under the night, all kinds of spiritual lights complement each other, illuminating the city of Luofufang as bright as day.

  Although the strength of the four Jinwuwei is not worth mentioning compared to Dou Wuyou, who is ranked seventh in the real person list, but he decisively burns the source of Jindan and desperately strives for a trace of vitality.

   They will flee to areas shrouded in grey aura before the "Deep Darkness" truly spreads to them.

   The next moment,

   The endless gray aura, the deep darkness that devoured everything, and the two top-level magical powers of the ninth-rank level met in the night sky with a bang.

   "click"

   When the two met, there was no huge roar as imagined, only a thunderous explosion.

   Immediately, it was an all-round fierce confrontation.

   Looking around, the sky above Luofufang City seems to be divided into two halves.

  Half is the deep darkness that devours everything, and any light that enters it will be wiped out.

The    half is the gray aura that eclipses all things. It seems to coincide with a certain law between heaven and earth, which can make everything return to a certain delicate balance.

   "The Holy Maiden of the Dao—Lin Weichen?"

   "Why is this person here?"

   "Could it be that you are still looking for the reason for the sudden death of Daoyi Shengzi?"

The origin of    Qingyangmen, and the killing of the Daoyi Holy Son, made Liu Yu pay special attention to the news of the Daoyi Holy Land.

   Over the years, we have been collecting relevant information.

   So the moment he noticed Lin Weichen, his eyes narrowed and he instantly recognized the identity of this woman.

   Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he thought to himself whether he had left any clues.

   After confirming that there were no omissions left in the killing of the Holy Son of Daoyi, Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and gave up the idea of ​​turning around and running.

   After all, the strength of this woman is even better than that of the Daoyi Son of the year, ranking fifth in the top five in the real person list in the Central Region.

   Even in the late stage of Advanced Jindan, his strength has been greatly improved, and he has no chance of winning this woman.

   Not to mention the consequences of revealing your identity in plain sight.

   At this moment, the voice of Daoyi Saint Lin Weichen resounded in the air and rescued the four Jin Wuwei, so she chose to communicate with Dou Wuyou.

   "We have long agreed with the four families that we will not tolerate the development of the Purple Turban Army. Why do you openly destroy it now?"

   The left palm radiated gray aura, and the gray robe was hunting, Lin Weichen asked coldly.

   The holy son and daughter of Daoyi Holy Land usually end up as a Daoist partner, so no matter whether they have feelings or not, Daoyi holy son is her de facto "fiance".

   Twenty-five years ago, my fiancé died suddenly and mysteriously, and the soul lamp left in the Holy Land went out.

   When she got the news, she immediately put down all her affairs and explored the causes and consequences of her fiancé's death.

   Over the years, he has been wandering in Huaizhou, Jiangzhou and the surrounding continents, but there has been little progress.

   These continents are controlled by Dagan, and Jin Wuwei has always had a good attitude and cooperated very well with Lin Weichen's investigation.

   Therefore, it is necessary for her to protect the four people. After all, the investigation will continue, and the cooperation of the court will be indispensable.

   "Need a reason?!"

   looked down at the five red-browed cultivators, and Dou Wuyou asked coldly.

  The devil also has a way. He owed the red-browed monk a favor in his early years, so he agreed to take cover this time.

   Acting in violation of the agreement will certainly make some old guys in the door dissatisfied, but this "trivial matter" is nothing and can be easily settled.

   After all, this Huaizhou is the inherent territory of Gan Ting. The rise of the Purple Turban Army is the most harmful to Gan Ting, but it will definitely consume Gan Ting's energy.

  The relationship between Dagan and the Holy Land is very delicate, they fight and cooperate with each other, and they don't want to see each other gradually become bigger.

   So Dou Wuyou did this, at most he was verbally reprimanded.

   Although it was still a disdainful tone, it was obvious that this person was taking Lin Weichen very seriously.

   After all, the other party has the same deep background, and ranks fifth in the real person list, ranking higher than him.

   "You~!"

   Lin Weichen was of course dissatisfied with this answer.

   Her face turned cold, she immediately pinched the magic trick, and placed her right hand on her left hand like a sword, and her magical power immediately soared.

  Nine-Rank Supernatural Powers—Being the same dust as the light!

   Visible to the naked eye, the power of the gray aura increased greatly, and immediately overshadowed the deep darkness in its aura.

  This magical power is very characteristic of Taoism, which coincides with the profound meaning of "all things are unified".

   Even the heart-pounding, incomparably deep darkness has a tendency to dissolve under the light of gray aura.

   Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, the gray aura gradually broke the balance, and its power gradually overshadowed the deep darkness, gaining the upper hand in the battle.

Wherever    passed, the intense darkness melted away, the space reappeared with light, and the disturbing aura quickly dissipated.

  Equilibrium exists among all things!

   "But on the real person list, the ranking is only two higher. Do you think that this holy son is afraid that you will fail."

  The purple robe fluttered in the wind, Dou Wuyou continued to speak wildly, but his eyes were extremely solemn.

   In the next instant, his lilac eyes turned pitch black, with an indescribable demonic and evil nature, as if the ancient demons had come to the world again.

   At the same time, the power of the dark supernatural power has soared.

The power of    enveloped the entire Luofufang City, shadows covered half of the sky, and even the light of the stars and the moon could not shine in.

   Threads and strands of black energy spilled out, and in just a few breaths, I don't know how many low-level cultivators lost their lives.

   screaming and wailing, one after another.

   Nine-Rank Divine Ability - Dark Abyss!

   "Boom!!"

In the sky of   fang City, two ninth-rank supernatural powers confronted fiercely.

   After Dou Wuyou began to be serious, the Dark Abyss magical power gradually stabilized the situation, successfully resisted the ablation of the gray aura, and had a tendency to push back.

   Even "being in the same dust with light", the gray aura of this ninth-rank magical power, once it enters the deep darkness, it will be quickly dissolved and disintegrated.

   In the dark, there is no light.

   Join the shadows and find the truth!

   "click"

   "Rumble"

   The ninth-rank supernatural power confrontation, the two sides are Jindan peak cultivators, and they are ranked in the top ten of the Zhongyu real person list.

  The terrifying power, even if they are in the Jindan realm, Jin Wuwei, the red-browed monk, and the Fangshi Jindan are all secretly shocked, and clearly understand the huge gap between them.

   "This kind of strength has indeed stood at the peak of the Jindan realm."

   "Compared with myself, it's hard to say who wins or loses, you have to fight to know."

   "If you don't use the broken sword, the best result is to defeat it, and it is impossible to kill."

  Under the eaves, Liu Yu looked calm.

   But witnessing the confrontation between the two great ninth-rank supernatural powers, he was also a little moved in his heart, and could not help but secretly compare with them.

   On the other side, the five red-browed monks of the Purple Turban Army took the opportunity to rescue 28 members.

As soon as the    mana was transformed into light, and a member was wrapped in it, they quickly fled in the direction away from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison.

  “Whoosh~”

   Before leaving, the red-browed cultivator looked back, his lips wriggled and sent out a divine sound transmission.

   After receiving the sound transmission, Dou Wuyou glanced at a few people, and then concentrated on fighting against Lin Weichen.

   "click"

   "Rumble"

   In the night sky, "Light and Dust" and "Dark Abyss" are equally divided, each occupying a piece of the sky.

   The momentum of this fighting method is extremely large, and the occasionally escaping power is very terrifying, so that the low-level monks in Fang City have to stay away.

   It's just that despite the huge momentum, the two of them are always fighting against each other with magical powers, and no other means such as magic weapons and spells have been used.

   Obviously, there is restraint.

   But that's right, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter have a very important status in the Holy Land, and it is impossible to make enemies casually.

   The Gan Ting family is the dominant one, occupying most of the central area.

   When it comes to the treatment of Dagan Xianting, the three holy places have always been in the same spirit, and the relationship is relatively good.

  The two of them represent Daoyi Holy Land and Primordial Demon Sect. Naturally, they have to consider from their respective positions, and it is impossible to really do whatever they want.

   seems to be very powerful, but Dou Wuyou and Lin Weichen obviously did not use their real strength.

   In the fierce confrontation of magical powers, another four or five breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

   Seeing that cultivator Gan Ting was already within thirty miles, Dou Wuyou didn't want to tear his face, so he could only put away his magical powers first.

   "So far, the Japanese boy will come to challenge and change the ranking of the real person!"

   Before he left, he was a little unwilling, and the sound transmission of spells let out wild words.

  Although it seemed that the two sides were evenly divided, Dou Wuyou knew clearly that he was still slightly disadvantaged.

   Before he finished speaking, a piece of black light enveloped it, and he fled into the distance in a dignified manner.

   Seeing this, the late Gan Court cultivator did not dare to pursue him at will.

   And the cultivators of the Purple Turban Army have turned into light spots of various colors on the horizon, at least a hundred miles away.

   The execution in the square was a complete failure.

"Chase!"

   A dozen or so Gan Ting Jindan paused for a while, including the four Jin Wuwei, and continued to chase in the direction in which the Purple Turban Army fled.

   When such a thing happened, if they watched the other party successfully escape, they couldn't explain it to their superiors.

  Although there is a high probability that there will be no results in the pursuit at this time, but at least the attitude is taken out, and the punishment may be lighter.

   And Lin Weichen was not a cultivator of Gan Ting, so he did not continue to pursue.

   The woman thought for a moment in the air, took out the communication jade, read and sent a message.

   turned around and flew towards Jiangzhou.

   In order to rectify his name and his future in the sect, Lin Weichen must find out the truth about the death of the Daoyi Holy Son, even if he is just having a show with his fiance!

   From the Purple Turban Army's robbery of the dharma field to the final departure of the first saint, "Lin Weichen", it was only about thirty breaths before and after.

  Everything happened too fast, and in just thirty breaths, the curtain has come to an end.

  The high-level monks left one after another, and in the semi-ruined market, only the low-level monks were left in shock.

   "I don't know how this will affect the next actions of the Commoner League?"

   looked back, Liu Yu thought silently in her heart.

   He put on his hood again, lightly brushed the dust off his robes, and walked straight to the inn area in Luofufang City.

   "I don't know how many Purple Turbans comrades, with those twenty-eight members, can they escape smoothly?"

On the way   , Guo Poyun talked about his talent.

   (end of this chapter)

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