"He... is dead?"

After succeeding in the attack, Huoshan Mountain God took back the seal, his face slightly dull.

A celestial immortal with long-lasting vision and great supernatural powers died like this? Even the god, he felt a little unbelievable.

"Yes, both body and spirit are destroyed and can never be saved!"

Fang Yuanning’s key point.

In fact, Bai Jianfei died very unfairly.

The power of Huoshan Divine Seal has improved greatly after being refined by fragments of the Temple of Heaven, but it is only one aspect.

The most important thing is that he was attacked by Fang Yuan's secret hand, returning all the original demon Yin Lei. It was full of the purest inner demon Yuan power, and it was a little trouble for the fairy to get involved.

Bai Jianfei was polluted, and his soul's magic power was shocked and uneasy.

At this time, when I encountered the full-strength attack from the God of Huoshan, I naturally had no chance of survival.

"call……"

The Huoshan Mountain God stood for a long time and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "This matter is serious, and we two gods may not be able to take responsibility and must report to the Heavenly Court!"

"Even if this happens, the immortals and gods will not have the best fruits we have..." Fang Yuan's eyes flashed: "What if you report to the Lord of Mangshan Palace?"

The God of Huoshan was a little moved and then smiled bitterly: "No matter whether it is the Heavenly Court or the Mansion Lord, I'm afraid I won't support me this time. Of course... it's impossible to hand us over to discuss our sins. After all, it was the celestial immortal who attacked my mansion first, and there is ironclad evidence! But we probably have to bear the backlash from the immortal path in the next place!"

'Although this mountain god is average, his head is still clear!'

Seeing this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but say: "Indeed... the so-called misfortune is the basis of good fortune. As long as you can withstand this wave, you will naturally have the opportunity to turn danger into safety!"

"Ah... it's hard! it's hard!" Huoshan Mountain God sighed: "There are two celestial immortals in the Lingfei Sword Sect, and maybe they will borrow soldiers from the nearby sects. We and the two of us will be forced to fight against one celestial immortal. If we are besieged, we may suffer the disaster of falling!"

What's more, he has such power in Huoshan.

If Fang Yuan did not return to Canglang River, he would be just an ordinary earth immortal.

This is not good for Shinto. Once it is out of the scope of the Dharma Realm, its power will be greatly reduced and it will be easily defeated by each one.

Even if the two gods can exert their full strength, they will definitely not be the opponent of the Lingfei Sword Sect who has given their best efforts.

"For the sake of the present, I can only ask for help!"

Fang Yuan let out a long breath.

"It's useless. Even if the Heavenly Court and the Duke are willing to send troops, the distance will not save the nearby fire..." Huoshan Mountain God shook his head and rejected it.

"Who said...we are going to ask for help from the Heavenly Court." Fang Yuan smiled mysteriously at this time: "We have three mountains and five rivers, and we have the same energy and branches, and there are more than two of us!"

"That's true!"

The god of Huoshan was stunned and immediately praised: "If the immortal way destroys us, we will definitely carry this power to plow the temple and sweep the caves, and clear all the divine powers of the three mountains and five rivers!"

"Since that's the case, we might as well make the news bigger and make a big fuss about him!"

At this time, the God of Huoshan, after he understood the key points, was full of passion and a bit of heroic spirit to defeat the world.

...

Lingfei Sword Sect.

Just as the white sword flew, a crisp sound of shattering came from a certain sacrificial hall.

Not long after, the door creaked open, and a deacon walked in with a serious expression: "Has the natal sword plate changed? I don't know which deacon or true disciple had something wrong."

I saw small wooden swords arranged neatly on the altar, with restrained sharpness and names and logos below.

This is the natal sword card. All the core of the Lingfei Sword Sect must be prepared to facilitate the master to check the situation at any time, and even be able to infer the status and location of the sword card based on the sword card, which is convenient for rescue.

"Not a disciple...not a deacon..."

The deacon guarding the natal sword plaque had a sharp gaze as an eagle. He first looked from the bottom row, glanced at it, then turned around in the middle level, but he didn't find anything wrong, and cold sweat couldn't help but seep out of his forehead.

Further up the middle level, the natal sword plaque is full of gold and jade, and at least it belongs to the earthly immortals.

Any such existence will cause damage to the Lingfei Sword Sect and damage its vitality.

"Is it possible that some Earth Immortal Elder had something wrong?"

The deacon looked upward and saw a row of gold and iron swords there safely, representing the position of the Earth Immortal Elder. At the top, there were three jade swords, representing the three celestial immortals of the Lingfei Sword Sect, suppressing the number of energy.

At this time, one of the jade swords was broken into several pieces and fell on the shelf.

Bang!

The deacon sat on the ground and sweated coldly: "Our sect has its own secret technique to show that if the sword plate in the original state is covered with dust, it will be sealed or besieged and needs the sect to seek help. Even if the robbery is solved, it can still be rescued. But this... both form and spirit are destroyed! A celestial immortal... both form and spirit are destroyed..."

Among the seventy-two immortals, the celestial immortal is the highest. If there is a golden immortal, it will be the thirty-three major sects.

In the Lingfei Sword Sect, the three ancestors of the Heavenly Immortals are the Heaven!

At this time, one fell to a piece of the sky.

In other words, the Lingfei Sword Sect is a top-ranked sect and can barely support it.

If there is only one celestial immortal in the Four Seas Immortal Sect, then the entire sect will be knocked down.

"No... I must report to the head of the sect quickly and two other ancestors!"

The deacon took a last look and the three big words "White Sword Fly" were engraved at the original location of the jade sword.

"What happened?"

Not long after, the middle-aged leader stumbled to the sacrificial hall, looking very disobedient.

"Qi Bizang..."

The deacon's mouth was full of bitterness and could hardly speak, so he could only point to the highest point.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he felt as if he had opened two pieces of Tianling covers, poured a scoop of cold water, and his whole body was fixed there: "How is it possible? How is it possible!"

"Oh... Junior Brother Bai unexpectedly encountered an unexpected accident when he traveled, and my Lingfei Sword Sect lost his arm!"

A faint sigh suddenly sounded around.

When the middle-aged man and the deacon looked at him, he saw that there were two sword-bearing old men in the hall, both of whom were gray-robed and grey-robed, with a gun on his back.

"Uncle Master..."

They recognized that these were the two immortals from this sect and immediately knelt down.

"Forget it! Junior Brother Bai was chasing the Canglang He Bo. It seems that the He Bo has some secrets. You have to find out first, and then have a thunder blow!"

One of the fairies in gray said directly: "It's been so many years... I haven't seen the fairy's soldiers solve the problem in many years. This time, Shinto must give me an explanation."

"Yes! The murderer must be caught, peeled off the skin and cramps, and the soul lit the sky lantern!" Another fairy in gray said with a full murderous aura: "Kill! Anyone involved in this matter, no matter human or god, will be killed without mercy. If you don't kill, you will not be able to convince the public!"

"This is natural!"

The fairy who spoke before agreed, "However, you must contact a few more immortal gates just in case!"

As he said, his eyes shining brightly, he saw the middle-aged leader again: "Tongjian, you have such a big basket on your post, so you don't need to be the position of the leader. Go to Kujian Cliff and think about it for fifty years. The position of the leader... will be Mingjian!"

"Abide by the law!"

The real person of Tongjian did not dare to have any objection, and he kowtowed directly.

But in my heart, I feel a little sad.

When a fairy falls, the forces in the sect will inevitably undergo a major reshuffle.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with him.

...

"Three mountains and five rivers, the three mountains are Huoshan, Pingshan, Yundingshan, and the five rivers are Canglang River, Jingjiang, Baishui River, Liusha River, and Sancha River!"

At this time, inside the Canglang Water Palace.

Fang Yuan changed into Shinto crown robes and sat upright.

The God of Huoshan also had a solemn expression and was beside him: "Shui Bo invited him on the grounds of celebrating the new champion. I believe that the other gods of the two mountains and four rivers must give him face!"

With Fang Yuan's insistence, the location of the Eight Gods' meeting was set in the Canglang River.

Of course, at the beginning of the invitation, of course, we cannot say that the two of us killed the immortal. We need everyone to come together and think about countermeasures.

Fang Yuan ascended the throne and had not yet opened a banquet, it became the best excuse.

At this time, accompanied by the sound of bells and jade chimes outside, Qingshan came over and reported: "Master... a god has arrived!"

"good!"

Fang Yuan stood up and went out of the palace to greet him with the god of Huoshan Mountain.

In the bottom of the water, waves were surging, and several undercurrents came slowly, and several waves of teams appeared.

Among them, a stream of black water swelled up and turned into a ferocious black-faced man, wearing armor, like a fierce general charging into the formation.

However, the other three undercurrents merged into one, and a team of ceremonial guards emerged. Three goddesses were sitting on the carriage, with graceful figures and vaguely similarities between their eyebrows and eyes. They were the three sisters.

‘The black-faced one is Jingjiang Hebo, and these three sisters are the water gods of Baishui, Quicksand, and Sanchahe. It is rumored that these three girls once studied art and obtained the throne respectively. This is a good story…’

The God of Huoshan Mountain was afraid that Fang Yuan would not know the inside story, so he was in the same camp as him and introduced it in detail in his ear.
To be continued...