Chapter 42 Xuan Yin takes shape, nails to ask for life

Boom!

The violent whining sound accompanied by intensifying spiritual energy fluctuations came from mid-air, Ouyang Haoze's eyes were blood-red, and he was obviously ruthless.

Seeing this scene, the other two Qi refining stages of Shenwumen, Wu Zhichong and Duanmu Yuan couldn't sit still.

"Senior Brother Ouyang!"

Wu Zhichong took the lead in stepping forward, looking at Ouyang Haoze's embarrassed appearance now, he was a little frightened and said in a low voice: "Taixiaojing is at stake after all."

"I understand."

Ouyang Haoze glanced back at Wu Zhichong, the anger in his blood-red eyes quickly subsided, and he said calmly: "But the demon in this formation is more important! If you break through the qi refining perfection in the future, you may not be able to impact the foundation."

"If you can kill a Demon Sect's foundation-building seed, a Taixiaojing, give it up!"

Buzz!

In mid-air, Tai Xiaojing made a violent trembling sound, as if there were different opinions.

However, Ouyang Haoze turned a deaf ear, it was just a spiritual treasure, when it was useful, he called you "Taixiao Gong", and when it was useless, what are you?

Seeing Ouyang Haoze's determined, Wu Zhichong could only sigh and no longer dissuade him, after all, Ouyang Haoze, who had perfected qi refinement, was the person in charge of the Shenwu Sect this time, since he had made a decision, the consequences would naturally be borne by him, and he could have persuaded him.

Meanwhile, in the market.

Lu Yang put away the Blood Yang Sword Pill that had been blown up to most of the damage, held the innate Qi Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, and looked at Ouyang Haoze outside the city with an inexplicable expression.

"Junior Brother Lu, are you not dead?"

Fairy Feixia and Lu Yuanchun came closer, one face was full of surprise, and the other was full of fear of Lu Yang for the rest of his life after the disaster.

"Brother Lu is really hidden!"

Lu Yuanchun praised loudly: "This time to repel Ouyang Haoze, Fangshi is peaceful and peaceful, enough to hold out until the Holy Ancestor gets the news and sends more help!"

"Repel? It's still early."

Lu Yang shook his head.

"Yes, look at Ouyang Haoze's appearance, his qi and blood are greatly lost, not only repelling, but also seriously injured, which can be regarded as a profound lesson for him!"

Fairy Feixia clapped her hands and smiled.

Lu Yuanchun also hurriedly spoke out to cater when he heard this.

However, Lu Yang sneered when he saw this, and said amazingly: "It's just to repel it, how can it be done once and for all, and I have never liked to leave troubles behind."

"It's better to kill it, it's simple!"

"Who to kill?"

Ouyang Haoze?

For a while, Fairy Feixia and Lu Yuanchun were stunned in place, just because even in their most optimistic imagination, there had never been a similar scene.

That is a great perfection of qi refinement, the true transmission of the righteous path!

Who can kill it?

How to kill?

In the next second, he saw Lu Yang take out the "Xuan Mu Taiyin Treasure Jade" that Lu Yuanchun had given him before, pinched the spell to cast a spell, and put it in the palm of his hand to transport it.

Immediately afterwards, this piece of jade gradually melted under Lu Yang's manipulation, and finally turned into a round light, like a white and transparent treasure mirror, under the light of the round light, figures quickly appeared in Lu Yang's eyes, and each figure corresponded to a residual qi.

Judging from the reactions of others, it seems that only he can see it.

Feixia Fairy, Lu Yuanchun, Ouyang Haoze, Wu Zhichong, Duanmu Yuan. All the people who have fought here have their qi residues here.

"This is the Xuan Yin Form Method"

The second magical power in "The True Method of Taiyin Metamorphosis and Corpse Dissolution", the difficulty is only in the foreign object, so Lu Yang practiced it soon after getting the treasure jade!

"Let's try the power."

Lu Yang lowered his eyelids and quickly locked a residual qi machine, which was Ouyang Haoze's, and was grabbed by him through the Xuan Yin Formation Technique.

"Xuan Yin Xiang."

Lu Yang used his magical powers, and in the next second, the round light transformed by the Xuanmu Taiyin Treasure Jade devoured Ouyang Haoze's qi, and then reflected his figure.

「. Nail the head and ask for your life!"

Immediately, Lu Yang slashed with his fingers.

I only heard "click!" With a sound, the round light split in two, and even the figure of Ouyang Haoze was split into two halves from head to toe, with left and right bows.

Just in case, Lu Yang was cut vertically.

Almost at the same time.

Outside Fangshi, Ouyang Haoze had just finished his conversation with Wu Zhichong, turned his head to look at Fangshi, and threw the Taixiaojing into the formation as soon as he raised his hand.

Although Tai Xiaojing struggled violently, he had made up his mind to blow it up.

But in the next second, Ouyang Haoze's movements stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, a strange slash mark appeared on top of his head out of thin air, and then quickly spread downwards, and finally turned into a splash of blood.

He cracked.

The body fell into the air, leaving only half of his face still stunned, his eyes rolled slightly, as if he hadn't noticed what was happening.

"What's going on with me? Dead?"

Consciousness dissipates in a daze.

After losing Ouyang Haoze's operation, the Taixiaojing that fell into the formation also regained its calm, and Lu Yang stretched out his hand, and it took the initiative to fly over.

Northern Xinjiang, the main altar of Shenwumen.

Inside a bright hall.

This place is called the "Soul Lamp Hall", and as the name suggests, there are many high-ranking officials in the Shenwu Sect, including the soul lamps of the sect master, elders, and even the true disciples.

As an old force in Northern Xinjiang, Shenwumen has ruled Northern Xinjiang for more than a thousand years, and its reputation in Northern Xinjiang is even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there are few high-level deaths, so most of the disciples responsible for guarding this place are also lazy, only regarding this position as a fat difference subsidized by the mixed sect.

Today, as usual, the disciples on duty routinely checked the soul lamp.

Enter the door and sweep it away.

Light, light, light, light, extinguish, light, light

Huh?

The disciple on duty blinked, subconsciously turned his head to look, and then rubbed his eyes again, and the expression on his face gradually changed from casual to frightened.

"It's extinguished, the soul lamp that extinguished Senior Brother Ouyang is extinguished!?"

The voice spread instantly.

In the next second, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in the hall out of thin air, his eyes fell on the extinguished soul lamp, and the expression on his face was filled with shock and anger.

How many years has it been, how many years has the Shenwu Sect not had a true disciple fall?

"Ouyang. Skull Mountain!?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was ashen, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and took Ouyang Haoze's soul lamp, and the mana urged it, and he forcibly rekindled the lamp!

Of course, people cannot be resurrected after death.

This rekindled light could not save Ouyang Haoze's life, at most it would re-manifest the last scene he saw before his death.

Soon, the lights reflected a scene.

The middle-aged Taoist priest recognized at a glance that it was the Fang City of the First Holy Sect on Skull Mountain, and he saw that in the Fang City, a handsome young man was looking at the sky.

Is it him? Did he kill Ouyang Haoze?

The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes showed deep hatred.

Because Ouyang Haoze is not only the true disciple of the sect, but also the best young generation of his Ouyang family, the junior he has high hopes for!

This hatred and this hatred will not end!

"Huh?"

In Skull Mountain Fang City, Lu Yang, who had just put away the Taixiaojing he had taken the initiative to take refuge in, suddenly frowned, looked up at the sky, and a chill rose in his heart.

This feeling is familiar to him.

This is the feeling of his own cause and effect being manipulated by external forces, and in his previous life, when he was calculated by the Heaven Supplementary Peak Lord, he also had a similar feeling.

Could it be that there is another real person who builds the foundation and is plotting against him!?

(End of this chapter)