Thick coercion blanketed the heaven and earth, causing the world in all directions to tremble violently. The heaven and earth seemed to be covered by a red divine light, and it was blood-red.

"Master of the Tao? Oh no, let's go!" Elder Yi put away the red flame nine-dragon cover without thinking, turned into a stream of light, and flew around.

He and the black-robed immortal god taught by Baxia were in a head-to-head collision, but suddenly he felt that he had come to a place of nothingness, surrounded by darkness, and there was no way to distinguish between heaven and earth.
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"The universe is in your sleeves!"

"How come there is a bull nose from Taiyi Road here?"

Although the two were shocked, they were not panicked.

Elder Yi raised the witchcraft treasure in his hand, and smashed it in one place as if it were a seal.

The nine red flame fire dragons gathered together and turned into gray-blue flames, directly burning a big hole in Gongsun Ming's sleeve.

"Oh, my Taoist robe, huh huh~ ghost fire?"

The ghost fire of the underworld is somewhat similar to the fire of the soul, but it is not the same. It is the original fire of ghosts and ghosts. It has a cold attribute and is often found in the Jiuyou underworld. It is driven by many people who are good at evil arts and evil methods.

Using the power of the will-o'-the-wisp, the two of them broke out of the obstacle in an instant, turning into two streaks of light and disappearing into the sky, leaving only a bloody school field.

Whoa!

A majestic purple-robed body appeared above the school grounds.

"Leave? It's not that easy."

"Return to the wind and return to the fire!"

He reached out and took a breath, and the nine avenues under his feet shook. The time and space around him seemed to be inverted. The fallen sand and stones rose again, the destroyed trees resurrected, the nine-color glow illuminated the sky and the earth, and everything returned to the digital state.

The state ten breaths ago.

Returning wind and returning fire is an ancient magical power. Like Tie Tang's flying body, it is an innate magical power.

It can make the wind that has blown in the past roll back, make the flames that have been burning shrink back, and can make the development of things go back to a certain point in time. This is a supremely powerful force.

Two black spots appeared on the sky. The stream of light that had apparently escaped and disappeared before appeared again.

Elder Yi and the black-robed immortals were all shocked. The power of the Taoist master exceeded their imagination. This kind of power is the real immortal god!

"I'm a dead Taoist, but I'm a poor Taoist. I'm sorry!" Elder Yi's expression became grim, and he lifted up the red flame nine-dragon cover and placed it heavily on the head of the black-robed immortal.

With the help of this moment of precious power, he got rid of the offensive of returning wind and returning fire, and once again turned into a stream of light, disappearing between heaven and earth.

"Yi Mingxi, I'm going to fuck you!" The black-robed fairy was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't help but fall back due to Elder Yi's offensive.

Instead of stopping the decline, it has accelerated the pace of returning to school.

Between life and death, the black-robed fairy forced himself to calm down.

If you return to the school grounds and face Tai Yiyi's powerful nose and a leader, you will be in a state of death with no way to survive.

"Ultimate treasure? I have it too!"

The black-robed immortal's expression relaxed, and he took out the sacred sycamore tree with his backhand. This was the treasure he had snatched earlier.

At this time, the sacred sycamore tree has lost any of its divine beauty. It is no more than three feet long and has holes all over its body, like a tattered rotten tree.

"Go!"

Immortal power surged out of his body, pouring out in large quantities and pouring on the sacred sycamore tree. He wanted to use the power of the witchcraft treasure to resist for a moment.

However, when he threw the sacred sycamore tree, it only flew forward about ten feet, and then slowly fell down, just like a real piece of wood, without any power blooming.

"It's over!"

The black-robed immortal was furious and had no other thoughts. The majestic purple-robed figure behind him was getting closer and closer.

"Damn it, I have spent two thousand years of hard training!" The black-robed immortal's whole body was ignited with blazing fire. The storage ring in his hand exploded and turned into molten lava dripping down. His whole body was like a candle, dissolving at a very fast speed.<

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No matter how unwilling he was, he could only resort to the last resort to escape.

The first realm of immortality, known as ‘immortality’!

Immortals in the Immortal Realm, even miscellaneous immortals like the Black-robed Immortal, can still survive in various ways.

Among them, it is the most common and the most effective one.

It means placing the mark of your soul in the void and placing it in a place that you think is absolutely safe.

Once the real body encounters a fatal crisis when going out and is beaten to death or maimed, you can borrow the mark of the soul that has been placed in the void to reshape the real body and resurrect it again.

The black-robed immortal knew that if he fell into the hands of the imperial court, it would be difficult even if he wanted to die, and the mark of the soul would not be able to take effect.

The only way.

Only by killing yourself can you borrow the magic of the soul mark to be resurrected.

But the mark of his soul that he entrusted to him was the mark he placed on him two thousand years ago when he first became an immortal. It records his cultivation strength when he first became an immortal.

Once you die now, even if you come back to life, all the two thousand years of hard work will be wasted.

Whoosh!

The purple-robed figure came quickly and reached out to fish it out, but only found a few pieces of ashes and nothing.

Even the innate magical power of returning wind and fire cannot bring the dead back to life, and it also has many limitations.

"Damn!"

Gongsun Ming flew over drunkenly on Xia Yun and glanced at it lightly.

"The Seal of the Soul is really a good thing, but it has too many restrictions. Considering his qualifications, he won't be able to appear in the world for at least a hundred or two hundred years."

"Does Master Gongsun know this person?"

"I don't know. I went to drink while you were busy."

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When Tie Tang and the others arrived at the school grounds, they saw only blood and a lot of corpses lying on the ground.

Tie Tang couldn't help but feel anxious and quickly rushed to the Qingshui County area.

Everyone is fine.

Only Lu Zhengqing had half of his head cut off, and his skull was exposed. A lot of green grass was planted in the position of Tianling Cap.

Tie Tang saw that Ji Yingzhe, Li Yao, Long Yu and others were all safe and sound. The other heroes and geniuses were also protected by the shamans of Qingshui County, He Changsheng and others, and there were no casualties.

But the figure in red robe is not here.

Although he had a bad premonition, Tie Tang still asked: "Where is Mr. Li?"

As a county guard, Li Qingwan was always at the center of the battlefield. In order to escort Tie Tang and the others away, the sacred sycamore tree was taken away before leaving.

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Without the protection of the witchcraft treasure, Li Qingwan, who only has cultivation in the Heavenly Witch Realm, is a bit unsatisfied when facing the two immortals. Even if she dies on the spot, it is not impossible.

"Don't worry, the Sheriff has nothing to worry about. He just went to search for his sacred sycamore tree." Qiu Zhengyang explained, making Tie Tang feel relieved.

"How come so many people died?"

"After you left, those two people seemed to be possessed. They compared their so-called lists and continued to slaughter officials. Even Luan Kang's four-elephant formation was broken, and he himself was captured by the immortal."
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Tie Tang took a few glances and learned from other people that in addition to the many witches who were killed by the aftermath, most of the people who died later were officials from Jiuyao City.

This time Jiuyao City suffered heavy losses, but the other eight counties were not so bad. There were many injured, but not many people actually died.

"Who is that?" Tie Tang looked towards the center. Several county guards surrounded a purple-robed figure and kept reporting.

Following Tie Tang's eyes, Qiu Zhengyang also saw this person, and said slowly: "Shendu Mansion, the Supervisor of the Supervisory Capital Mansion, Mr. Xiang Tianxiang."

Supervisor of Shendu Mansion

Tie Tang remembered that the person on the other side of the bronze mirror was this person when he was verified.

I didn’t expect to meet the real person so soon.

While everyone was talking, three streaks of light flew from the sky again, and quickly fell on the white jade stands on the school ground.

These are also officials from the imperial court, and I am afraid they are all witchcraft overlords of Shendu Mansion.

Jiuyao County is under the jurisdiction of the Shendu Prefecture, and the superior government is the Shendu Prefecture. However, because all the teleportation formations have been destroyed by people from the cult, the arrival of help was a little slow.

Among them, Xiang Tian was the strongest, so he arrived first, but the others were delayed for a moment.

"Okay, now that we have nothing to worry about, I will help clean up the battlefield!" Qiu Zhengyang gave the order, and all the Qingshui County Yuanshen Grand Witches and above swarmed down to help sort out the corpses and clean up the mess.

Not long after, Li Qingwan returned.

She picked up the sacred sycamore tree, and her eyes were full of joy.

She got this sacred tree from an adventure when she was young. At first she thought it was just an ordinary fire stick, but she didn't expect that this wooden tree had many magical powers and seemed to follow her everywhere.

It wasn't until she became a shaman that she gradually understood the power of the sacred tree.
To be continued...