Lady Cultivator

Ren Yufeng looked at his feet. In the huge Bixuan Pavilion, there were hundreds of monks standing here and there, but none of them had the aura of death. He couldn't help but twist his face and glared at the two elders in front of him: "Old woman, you are ruining my good deeds!"

Elder Qingmiao stood with his whip in hand, his face under the gauze hat condensed: "You devil cultivator, how dare you be so arrogant before death!"

"Is death imminent?" Ren Yufeng glanced contemptuously, with anger on his face, "Even if death is imminent, you still have to support me!"

"Hmph!" Elder Qingyi looked at him coldly and put down the hand covering his chest. "I can kill you, but what if we two old women die? You kill my disciple and destroy my Bixuan Pavilion. Today's deal We senior sisters must settle the account with you!"

Ren Yufeng was arrogant: "Haha! It depends on whether you have this ability!"

The two elders Qingyi and Qingmiao stopped talking. They looked at each other and each took up the magic formula.

I saw a bright red light rising from their bodies, as strong and sad as blood. The light became brighter and brighter, and the blood color became thicker and thicker. Slowly, the light on the two people merged together.

Ren Yufeng saw this, but he didn't dare to be careless. He had been fighting with the two elders for a while just now. He thought that his magical skills would be able to defeat them quickly, but he was surprised to find that he was still at a disadvantage.

Although his mind was no longer normal, he had not become stupid. He immediately understood that the two elders must have practiced some kind of secret technique in the Dedao Tower, and their skills had reached such a high level in just twenty years.

But he didn't give up. With the "Breath of the Divine Dragon", he would soon become a Nascent Soul, then transform into a god, roam the human world, and ascend to immortality! Two old women are nothing, he can definitely destroy them!

Thinking like this, Ren Yufeng's body became filled with deathly aura, and his face under the black aura became more and more ferocious.

In an instant, all three people moved. The two elders waved their spiritual energy in the red light, and Ren Yufeng's death energy surged towards them.

The two elders have been refining the magic weapon for four years, which is called the Forbidden Whip. Ren Yufeng could no longer be considered a human being. He was as skinny as a skeleton, and he didn't take any physical damage seriously. So they came up with this magic weapon. This kind of magic weapon is specially designed to attack the soul, but it is difficult for Ren Yufeng to prevent it. His death energy can protect the body, but it cannot protect the soul. He has suffered many losses just now.

The two elders advanced and retreated, but instead of attacking and defending as before, they completely gave up defense and attacked with all their strength.

The fight was fierce in mid-air, and the people watching below couldn't take their eyes off it.

The outcome of this battle of wits,

It's related to their future.

Should we continue to be enslaved, or can we live like human beings? Of course, I chose the latter, but now is not the time for them to choose. They can only wait for the outcome of this fight.

The red light and black gas became brighter and brighter, and it was impossible to see anything else. Many people were suffocated by this coercion.

Wei Haolan took one look and shouted: "Junior Sister Xia, Junior Brother Tang, take them farther away!" Most of these people only have Qi refining skills. How could he withstand such pressure?

Xia Qing and Tang Shen took orders.

But before they could move, they saw Ren Yufeng in the sky suddenly stop, as if hearing Wei Haolan's voice, he turned around and rushed down.

Although the two elders followed immediately, Ren Yufeng was extremely fast and could not stop him for a while.

Wei Haolan was shocked when he saw that Mo Tiange was also in that direction, so he shouted: "Elder Mo?!"

Mo Tiange could already feel the surging death energy. She said nothing, and took out a poison-control talisman again and patted it on her body. She took out the white silk handkerchief, and it instantly grew as big as a mat and floated towards Ren Yufeng.

Ren Yufeng saw her, with a trace of hatred on his face shrouded in black energy. He stopped looking at others and rushed toward her.

Mo Tiange pulled away and retreated hastily, with the white silk handkerchief in front of her and stepping on her cloud-stepping boots. She could only hear the sound of wind and thunder in her ears. She disappeared from the spot in an instant, but appeared dozens of feet away behind Ren Yufeng.

This is the teleportation technique wind and thunder engraved on the stone wall of Ziwei Cave. Ziwei Sanren perfected it and Foundation Establishment monks can also practice it. It is the only complete technique on the stone wall. In the past twenty years, Mo Tiange has been enlightened for a long time. It's finally ready to use.

Ren Yufeng obviously hadn't seen them before, so he was stunned for a moment. At this time, the two elders had caught up, and the Forbidden Divine Whip was launched at the same time, and it swept towards Ren and Feng.

"Ah!" Ren Yufeng couldn't concentrate and was beaten upright, screaming.

After receiving the blow, he turned around and glared at Mo Tiange with deathly anger.

The two elders did not give him time to rest. They activated the secret method at the same time. Blood-red light flashed on the Forbidden God Whip and struck down again.

Ren Yufeng refused to accept death, gathered his energy of death, and started fighting again.

Mo Tiange quietly landed and saw that all the low-level monks around him had retreated. He breathed a sigh of relief and signaled to Wei Haolan, and the two of them retreated further.

They were well aware of the cultivation level of the two elders. They were already at the peak of the alchemy stage, and Ren Yufeng had a deadly aura on his body. It's obviously richer than it was twenty years ago. This battle can be said to be the most intense battle under the Nascent Soul stage, and it is no longer something that monks of their level can intervene in. In fact, they couldn't even see clearly how the two sides fought. There was only death energy and red light entangled, and the spiritual energy fluctuations were strong and terrifying.

Mo Tiange couldn't help but think of the scene where Uncle Zhenyang and Master teamed up to face Master Songfeng at Master Xuan Yin's baby-birth ceremony. Although the momentum was not as high as that of Master Songfeng, the intensity was much higher. After all, Yuanying monks cherish their lives, but today, they are fighting for their lives!

"Look!" Wei Haolan pointed in the air. Three people in a fight. The red light flourished, enveloping all the black energy.

Mo Tiange and she looked at each other with joy in their hearts.

However, the black air slowly spread over and almost overwhelmed the red light.

This battle was stalemate all the time, making Mo Tiange and Wei Haolan terrified.

What if you lose? They didn't dare to think about the consequences. Lose...the two elders will be dead, Bixuan Pavilion will not be able to be rebuilt, and then it will experience another bloodbath...

Thinking of this, Mo Tiange looked down at his hands. The death energy in her body has been exhausted, so if the situation goes wrong, she can completely escape into the Void Heaven Realm. However, after being in trouble together, getting along for twenty years, and seeing two elders lay down their lives, she didn't want this to be the ending.

"Elder!" Wei Haolan suddenly shouted.

Mo Tiange looked up and saw that the black air in the sky was getting stronger and stronger, and her heart tightened. At the same time, she was prepared. If...if the two elders really lost, she would take Wei Haolan into the Void Heaven Realm to escape. For a moment!

But just when the red light was compressed to the point where there was almost no room for survival, it suddenly exploded, and at the same time, Elder Qingyi was heard shouting: "Suffer death!"

The red light, like blood, splashed over and suddenly exploded the black energy.

"Ah!" Ren Yufeng screamed, unable to control the black energy all over his body, slowly fading away like ink melting into water.

"Puff puff!" In mid-air, three people fell one after another.

The momentum dissipated, the spiritual energy gradually disappeared, and he no longer had the pressure of the monks at the peak of the pill formation.

Mo Tiange and Wei Haolan looked at each other for a while. None of the three of them moved, so they finally couldn't help but run over.

"Elder! Elder!" Wei Haolan rushed over.

The gauze hat rolled off, and the dry face had no luster, just like an old tree that had been dead for many years, rough and dull.

Elder Qingyi opened her eyes with difficulty. Looking in the direction of Ren Yufeng, he saw that the black energy from his body had dissipated and he was motionless. Then he showed an expression that seemed to be a smile. He looked at Elder Qingmiao who was silent at the same time and closed their eyes with a smile.

"Elder!" Wei Haolan shouted with grief in his eyes.

Mo Tiange looked at it, pressed her shoulder, and shook his head at her. The two elders were hopeless.

How could Wei Haolan not know? It's just hard to accept.

Seeing her like this, Mo Tiange knew that she needed time to accept it, so he stepped away and walked to Ren Yufeng. Before meeting Ren Yufeng, she had never thought that she would be suppressed by a character with almost no way out. A monk with no background or even talent actually made her spend twenty years with no way out.

Don't underestimate anyone. In this world of immortal cultivation that is full of variables, maybe the Qi Refining Cultivator you look down on will be much stronger than you in the future.

She let out a long sigh, picked out Ren Yufeng's Qiankun bag, and then threw out a fire talisman, burning Ren Yufeng's body completely. He looked up again to see the deathly aura that still hadn't dissipated, and frowned. These dead energy cannot be dissipated in a short time. It seems that it will take a long time before others can set foot in this place.

Xia Qing and Tang Shen ran over and were stunned when they saw the bodies of the two elders. They knelt down and said, "Elder..."

Wei Haolan stood up and calmly wiped the tears from his face: "The elders have done everything they have to do, and now it's our turn."

"Senior sister..."

"Junior Sister Xia, collect the elder's body and send it to Dedao Pagoda. Junior Brother Tang, whether they are disciples of Bixuan Pavilion or not, ask everyone to gather at the mountain gate."

“...Qing and Tang Shen stood up and each followed her instructions.

"Elder Mo." Wei Haolan looked at Mo Tiange, "The two elders have passed away. Now you are the only elder of my Bixuan Pavilion. Please come with me to appease the disciples."

"...Okay, you should obey your orders."

Tang Shen moved very quickly, and all the monks in Bixuan Pavilion had reached the mountain gate within one stick of incense. Some people cheered and some were anxious.

The ones who were cheering and cheering were the former disciples of Bixuan Pavilion, who had been tortured for the past twenty years and finally waited for this day. The uneasy ones are the casual cultivators who were taken in by Ren Yufeng. Almost all of them are male cultivators. When Bixuan Pavilion was still there, although they would not be bullied, they had no chance to succeed. When Bixuan Pavilion was destroyed, they were happy at first, but later they discovered that having a sect was not so wonderful.

With a condensed look on his face, Wei Haolan flew in the air, looked down at the dense crowd of monks below, and said, "Disciples, our Bixuan Pavilion has gone through many disasters, and finally, the two elders Qingyi and Qingmiao sacrificed their lives to eliminate their enemies! Starting today, Bixuan Pavilion will be re-established, and you will return to the sect."

Before she could finish her words, the Bixuan Pavilion disciples below were already cheering. They have been waiting for this day for too long!

Wei Haolan raised his hand to stop their voices: "In addition, as the head of Bixuan Pavilion, I hereby announce that Bixuan Pavilion will no longer be a female cultivator sect. Regardless of men and women, after passing the test, they can become official disciple!"

This news caused an uproar in the audience. All male cultivators who were not disciples of Bixuan Pavilion stared closely at Wei Haolan.

Among them, the female cultivator of the original Bixuan Pavilion Foundation Establishment cried out: "Sister in charge!"

Wei Haolan just glanced at them lightly: "This is the last order of the two elders." Then he turned to the others, "Anyone who is not a disciple of Bixuan Pavilion, as long as there is no oppression, let the past be forgotten! Two days later, Bixuan Pavilion will be rebuilt. Grand ceremony, at the same time, new disciples will be recruited to get started!") Book friends, please pay attention!