The sound of footsteps came from the square outside the palace. A man wearing a red Taoist robe and red-haired hair walked over quickly.︾The man was more than ten feet tall, and when he walked, he felt proud and heroic.

Looking at the man, the guards bowed and bowed. However, the man ignored the gazes of these guards at all, but said to the commander of the guard who was walking towards him: "Can Master Guiyun be here?"

"The Taoist Lord has just left the customs, so my subordinates will go in and report it." Although the commander's cultivation has not reached the level of a powerful man, he is also at the level of a powerful man.

If his existence is placed in the Zhou Dynasty, he will definitely be a hero, but now he can only be a guard commander.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the palace gate opened, and the man with red hair and beard walked into the hall. In the hall, there was only a huge throne of flames sitting cross-legged on a man. The man was wearing a dark red Taoist robe, with a harsh meaning between his eyebrows and eyes.

He looked at the majestic man walking in and smiled coldly, "Yan Huoyun, what kind of wind has driven you, the great god, to my small place?"

Although he said it with a smile, these words make people feel wrong no matter how they hear it.

However, Yan Huoyun just smiled faintly and did not push back. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "Of course, there is something to discuss with you, Guiyun Daozun."

As he spoke, the man pointed to the void and a red throne appeared opposite the Guiyun Daozun.

Guiyun Daozun's face changed, and he smiled and said, "Dozun Huoyun Daozun actually has something to discuss with me? Since the ancestors handed over the power of the sect to you three thousand years ago, you have never discussed with me!"

"That's because there has been no matter in the clan that needs to be discussed with you over the years." Yan Huoyun smiled faintly.

The inactivity of Yan Huoyun and his impatience made the Guiyun Daozun seem a little uncomfortable. For many years, he has been watching Yan Huoyun not deal with it, but Yan Huoyun not only has his cultivation level no less than him, but his status in the family is even higher than him, so his dissatisfaction can only be hidden in his heart.

"Isn't it because there is something happening in the family that you have to discuss with me?" Gui Yun Daozun snorted coldly and said coldly.

Yan Huoyun nodded and said, "Do you still remember Zhou Yu?"

Guiyun Daozun nodded gently, then said with a hint of disdain in his words: "Isn't it just a barbarian land? I've experienced it there before I had a tunnel before."

"Why? What's wrong with you in that barbaric land. If that's the case, it's really worth a drink."

Yan Huoyun snorted and said, "If you have a drink, I advise you to wait a moment, something happened there."

"Why did Ji... come out again? Even if Ji Xuantu is released, what can you do? You will not forget that there are many juniors in our family who have become Taoists, just let them practice their skills."

Guiyun Daozun said this and stopped talking. He was a smart man. After saying these words, he understood that if the younger generations were asked to take action, Yan Huoyun would not be able to find him here at all.

After all, he didn't like Yan Huoyun, and Yan Huoyun was not very comfortable to see him.

"Hundreds of years ago, the family listed there as Xiaojiu's training place. Twenty years ago, Xiaojiu sent a jade talisman for help." Yan Huoyun said this. Then he said in a deep voice: "After receiving the jade talisman, the family quickly sent people to Zhouyu."

"The ones who went there were Yan Ming and Yan Moo. Although these two people were not very powerful, they were also in the middle stage of Taoist cultivation. Originally, according to the rules of our Yan family, they should have returned in the first tide of heaven and earth after the destruction of the world, but these twenty years have passed and they have not come back."

Yan Huoyun said with a serious expression: "Originally, the family only thought they were playful, so they didn't take their affairs seriously, but I occasionally calculated the three of them a while ago."

"All three of them are dead!"

Guiyun Daozun's narrow face suddenly became a little solemn. He pondered for a moment and said, "What do you mean is that another fish that escaped the net ran out again?"

"Maybe someone has surpassed the realm there." Yan Huoyun said this with a three-pointer on his face: "But, no matter which possibility it is, our Yan family cannot let them grow."

"I came to you this time to invite you down and see who they were, and actually killed Yan Moo and the other two."

The moment when Guiyun Daozun was silent, a smile appeared on his face and said, "I haven't killed anyone much for many years, so I'll go and kill him."

As he said, endless dark green flames suddenly rose around him. These flames rushed out of the palace in an instant, covering the huge mountain covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles in the rolling flames.

Above the flames, there is a monster with seven heads, like snakes and dragons, floating above the flames, making people feel extremely hideous.

This monster is so powerful that it has the power of the collapse of heaven and earth when it moves.

Yan Huoyun looked at the huge monster and sighed a little in his heart. This time, with the arrival of Guiyun Daozun, the Zhou Dynasty could recover its vitality for many years.

However, even if they kill the Zhou Dynasty, it would be a trivial matter for them.

In a valley deep in the mountains, Fang Ling looked at the man standing in front of him, with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

This man was the blood shadow that Fang Ling had refined into the Demon Imperial Banner back then, but the blood shadow now appeared and now he had his own wisdom.

Fang Ling never thought that this Blood Shadow would survive. After all, in the situation back then, he could almost be said to have abandoned Blood Shadow to survive.

With Yan Chenzhou's magic power, how could this blood shadow have a chance to survive back then? But in fact, this blood shadow really survived.

"Fang Ling, you gave me away back then, there was no conflict between us. What did you... you arrest me?"

After fear, the blood shadow looked at Fang Ling with his head raised, and his words were filled with the smell of questioning.

Fang Ling didn't say anything. He just looked at the blood shadow with his hands behind his back. His attitude made the blood shadow's expression even more hideous and terrifying.

"What do you want to do?"

Taking a step towards the blood shadow, Fang Ling smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you not only survived, but also became spiritual."

"It's my business that I have developed spirituality, you can't..." I can't do anything, this blood shadow is a little indescribable. After all, the gap between him and Fang Ling is too big.

He knew that in front of Fang Ling, he had no power to resist at all.

"Your blood-transforming** seems to be more diligent than before!" Fang Ling smiled faintly, and there was a hint of coldness in his words.

This coldness made the blood shadow's body tremble. He joined forces with Zhuge Cangsheng to plot against Fang Ling. Although he died because of the sudden killing of Zhuge Cangsheng, this was a matter of concern for him.

It was still a matter of concern that made him feel resentful. When he heard Fang Ling mention this again, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Those blood-transforming ** I have learned it myself!" Blood Shadow stared at Fang Ling, his words full of excitement.

Fang Ling stopped saying a word. He quickly pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a black light directly surrounded Xueying's body. Within the black light, Xueying struggled desperately, but in a moment, he himself turned into a blood-colored person.

However, although he struggled so well, it was too far behind Fang Ling's methods. In just a moment, the body of the Blood Shadow completely turned into darkness.

The black light became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a black bead. Fang Ling waved at the bead and took the bead into his hand.

The bead broke through Fang Ling's fingers. After the black light spot disappeared, the bead turned into a deep red color.

A crimson red like blood!

Looking at the crimson bead, a trace of strangeness appeared in Fang Ling's eyes. He hesitated for a moment, and finally pinched the magic tricks and injected a trace of his divine thoughts directly into the bead.

The bead became even more red as Fang Ling's divine thoughts were injected, and finally formed a Fang Ling's face on the bead.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know what the result of this disaster is. Now that you have not yet taken shape, it is the best time to avoid it. If we can pass this disaster smoothly, I will come to look for fellow Taoist again." Fang Ling said softly to the bead.

The pearl said, "Great goodness! Fellow Taoist should take care of me. If the fellow Taoist does not come to look for me, three thousand years later, I will practice here on behalf of fellow Taoist Taoist Taoist."

Fang Ling nodded, and the magic trick in his hand slammed, and a huge crack suddenly cracked open on the earth. The bead flew out of his hand and fell straight down towards the endless earth.

As the blood-red beads fell into the red magma, Fang Ling's expression showed a hint of solemnity. The blood beads left a trace of soul, and reborn three thousand years later with the help of the strange method of transforming blood.

This was almost Fang Ling's last method. He could be said to be completely unsure of the arrival of the Yan family Taoist master.

Hiding means there is nowhere to hide, you can only face it.

Although his three Nascent Souls have reached the realm of channeling the sky, they are still far from facing the Taoist Lord.

What he needs most now is time. As long as time allows, he can integrate his soul into the Tao, train his Dharma body, and achieve the position of Taoist Lord, so that he can have hope of fighting against the Taoist Lord that the Yan family will arrive.

But the feeling in his heart told him that the Taoist priest was coming!

I hope I don’t use this last method. If I really use the last method, then not only myself, I am afraid the entire Zhou Dynasty...

At this time, Fang Ling felt a deep sense of powerlessness. There was too little he could do now. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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