Chapter 477: The Demon Heart of Taoism

Qingya Mountain, the main hall where all the disciples of Yuanhua Sect can be stored.

The spacious hall was dimly lit, only two eternal lights hanging from two golden wire ropes on the ceiling emitted a faint light. The mountain wind blew in from outside the hall door. The lights swayed and the lights flashed, as if countless ghosts were swaying in the hall.

In the hall, on the shelves made of green mountain rocks, densely packed soul-sending simplified simplifications are placed on the shelf. Under each soul-studying simplification, there is a small nanmu sign hanging, with gilded characters written on it with the name of the owner of the soul-studying simplification and position and seniority in the Yuanhua Gate. The highest point of the innermost shelf is a light golden soul-studying simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification simplification s

Under the Soul-Submission Clip of the Old Ancestor Yuanhua, there were originally several grids, but now there are only two grids with a broken powder on the Soul-Submission Clip. The other grids are all empty, and only the wooden signs hanging below the grid can still be seen in light golden fonts.

The ancestor Yuanhua stood in the shadow, trembling all over his body as he looked at the two shattered soul-sending jars. His eyes were filled with tears, and two blood marks drooped from the corner of his eyes to his chin, and blood and tears were constantly flowing down his cheeks.

Among those empty positions, there were the places where the soul-sending sects of several former ancestors of Yuanhua's former disciples were stored. After dozens of Yuanhui's storms, Yuanhua's ancestor regarded himself as his own and loved a few more than his own sons. He fell in the battles with other immortal sects and other casual cultivators. Every time a disciple fell, Yuanhua's ancestor felt a lot of pain as if he was stolen.

The last ones were the honest and steady Taoist Taoist, and the shrewd, capable but a little bit scrupulous Taoist. After dozens of Yuanhui's life, Taoist Taoist and Taoist Min were already bones in the bone marrow of the Yuanhua Ancestor and the flesh on the heart. As the skill of nourishing qi and nature became more and more exquisite, this kind of love between children had been pressed deep in the heart by the Yuanhua Ancestor. The feelings of the master and apprentice seemed to have become indifferent over the years, but suddenly seeing these two shattered and neat Soul-Sending Shops, the Yuanhua Ancestor suddenly realized that his heart was also broken.

The last two personal disciples were gone.

I worked hard to train dozens of Yuanhui, and the personal disciples who had been with my own son for more time than my own son was around, but they were gone.

Since his youth, he was adopted by the ancestor Yuanhua who was only in the realm of the soul at that time. He was raised with one handful of shit and one handful of urine. As the ancestor Yuanhua established the Yuanhua Sect, the last two personal disciples who gradually opened up this foundation were gone.

The soul storing is shattered, which is a sign that the soul is completely eliminated.

Dao Ren, Dao Ren Min, the last two disciples of the ancestor Yuanhua are gone.

"Do you know that my master has successfully sacrificed and refined the top-grade fairy sword. It is a seventh-grade fairy sword, which is enough to make my master powerful in the Prou ​​Tian Realm. No one dares to offend my Yuanhua Sect any longer. Yuanhua Sect is about to... No, it is already the first immortal gate of the Prou ​​Tian Realm. In the future, we will also walk out of the Prou ​​Tian Realm and spread the power of the Yuanhua Sect to other heavenly realms."

"Do you know that the opportunity to rise to Yuanhuamen is right in front of you. With the ancient god bloodline of the girl Junle, Qingya Star will definitely become a blessed place for the gathering of several immortal veins in the world of heaven in the future. Today, Qingya Star cannot even provide for the cultivation of a medium-grade immortal. And in the future, Qingya Star, as long as all the spiritual veins are condensed and refined into immortal veins by the ancient divine power, a Qingya Star can even provide all the immortal energy required for the cultivation of ten golden immortals!"

"As long as you, and any one of you, who cultivates into a golden immortal, you can take you to the senior's sect! That senior is Taiyi Jinxian, do you know? He is Taiyi Jinxian! If we can become the disciple of Taiyi Jinxian, our Yuanhua Sect may... no, we will definitely become the lord of the Yuhua Heaven Realm. The heavenly kings, immortal kings, and those people in the future are not qualified to stand up straight in front of us!"

"A bright future is right in front of you! How can you fall?"

The ancestor Yuanhua clenched his fists tightly, and he suddenly roared at the top of his lungs: "Who gave you the courage to let you die? Without the permission of your master, how dare you lose your soul? How dare you die so clean? Not even a wisp of residual soul is left, and there is no chance for your master to find your reincarnated person? You...unfilial people!"

The air in the hall suddenly became viscous and heavy, and invisible winds were like a python stirring in the hall, making a strange whistle sound. The hall was trembling, and all the soul-sending slips were trembling. A faint blood mist was revealed all over the ancestor Yuanhua, and blood light that should never appear in his eyes surged out from his eyes.

The Heart-Supering and Calming Technique of the dozens of Yuanhui suddenly collapsed, the three corpses of the Yuanhua Ancestor attacked, and the five thieves arose together. The boundless resentment immediately attracted the extraterrestrial demons who were hiding in the foreign land of the chaotic space, invisible and intangible but with great magical powers and mystery, and immediately heard the wind with the sensation of the mind.

A trace of demonic thought quietly merged into the immortal soul of the ancestor Yuanhua. The blood light of the ancestor Yuanhua's body became even stronger, and the two eyes, together with the black and whites of the eyes, turned into a terrifying blood. He clenched his fists tightly with his hands, and his joints kept making crisp "pa" sounds.

The seventh-grade immortal sword flew out with a forcing heat wave and was held in the hands of the ancestor Yuanhua. The huge immortal power surged in his body. The immortal sword sensed the murderous intent in the ancestor Yuanhua's heart and couldn't help but make a bloodthirsty clear sound.

The sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall. The ancestor Yuanhua turned his palm and the immortal sword turned into a first-class fire and penetrated into his eyebrows. The blood light around his body quickly restrained, and the ancestor Yuanhua's eyes also returned to clear light. He raised his hands and asked faintly: "It's the green stick, is Qingluo coming? It's just right."

The Qingshou Immortal Man and the Qingshou Fairy took the Ancestor Jiang Yun into the hall. They quickly walked to the last shelf. The three of them saw the two shattered Soul-Sending Shops and their bodies trembled. The Ancestor Green Staff Kneeled on the ground and whined in a whine: "Master, why is this happening? Master, Master, isn't he practicing in seclusion? How could it become like this?"

Old Ancestor Jiang Yun was so scared that he knelt on the ground with trembling all over. He stared blankly at the two remains of the soul-sending Jian, which represented the scattered souls of Taoist Taoist and Min, with his eyes straightened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

With a strange laugh, the ancestor Yuanhua slowly walked to the ancestor Jiang Yun, reached out and pressed his hand on the shoulder of the ancestor Jiang Yun: "Jiang Yun, what is your disciple Wuqi? Come and tell us in detail. Where did Wuqi come from? He practiced, but the secret skill of Guiyuan you taught? Haha, don't say that Wuqi can compete with the immortals with the innate level of Guiyuan!"

It seemed like a thunder slashed over his head in front of him. Old Ancestor Jiang Yun shouted: "How is it possible? Master? Could it be that the two Grand Masters and the others were killed by Wuqi..."

The Green Staff Immortal Man suddenly jumped up, and he roared sternly: "Is it Wuqi? The miscellaneous who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestor, he, he..." The Green Staff Immortal Man's eyes also turned red, and suddenly the corners of his eyes cracked, and two lines of blood and tears rolled down.

The ancestor Yuanhua smiled indifferently, and he said in a deep voice: "It was me who sent Chi'er. Min'er took people to kill Wuqi. She even sent the Taiyi Golden Talisman given by a senior back then to them for self-defense. After all, Pangu Continent is mixed with fish and dragons, and it is not a place to go easily."

He laughed, and the ancestor Yuanhua patted the shoulders of Jiang Yun heavily, and he sighed, "I didn't expect that, Chi'er and Min'er fell like this. None of them were spared, all of whom were scattered, and they didn't even leave a trace of residual soul."

The Green Staff Immortal Man glared at his eyes and said sternly: "Is it really a move that Wuqi did?"

Fairy Qingqiu exclaimed: "Why did Master ask Master, Uncle Master and others to kill Wuqi?"

The couple looked at each other, and then looked at the ancestor Yuanhua at the same time.

The ancestor Yuanhua flipped his hand and a piece of soul-sending sword was lying in his palm. A shocking crack was spreading across the soul-sending sword. Obviously, the owner of the soul-sending sword was extremely traumatized, so that such scars would appear. The ancestor Yuanhua said coldly: "This soul-sending sword belongs to Wuqi. While Chi'er and Min'er's soul-sending sword were shattered, his soul-sending sword was cracked. It can be seen that the person who poisoned Chi'er and Min'er was Wuqi!"

Taking a deep breath, the ancestor Yuanhua said very bluntly: "The reason for killing Wuqi is for Zhengle! I want to make Zhengle a member of Yuanhua Sect! A true person who will never betray Yuanhua Sect! As long as Zhengle stays on Qingya Star for several Yuanhuis, Qingya Star will definitely become a spiritual star gathered by the immortal veins. At that time, even if you break through the realm of Golden Immortal, what's the difficulty?"

The Qingshou Immortal Man was stunned, while Fairy Qingshou said frankly: "Master, if it is for this matter, it is not necessary..."

With a muffled groan, Yuanhua ancestor interrupted Fairy Qingqi. He said coldly: "No matter whether the matter is right or wrong, the result is like this at this moment. Chi'er, Min'er dies, Wuqi must die, and people related to him must die. Jun Le must marry Yuexin as his wife, and truly become the core disciple of my Yuanhua Sect and will never be abandoned!"

He pressed his palm heavily on the shoulder of the ancestor Jiang Yun. The ancestor Yuanhua shouted sternly: "Tell me, what is Wuqi's origin? Where did you include him?"

The huge immortal power suppressed the ancestor Jiang Yun couldn't breathe. He raised his head blankly and told the existence of the Ten Thousand Immortal Stars in detail.

The eyes of the ancestor Yuanhua flashed, and the fairy Qingshou and the fairy Qingshou also changed their expressions suddenly when they heard this. They never dreamed that the ancestor Jiang Yun had such a fate method. In a remote place like the Yuantian Realm of Xiaodong, he actually found a treasure star left two catastrophes before!

"So that's it!" The ancestor Yuanhua lowered his head and suddenly burst into cold laughter.

"Then, Qingshang, Qingshang, you will take people for a walk. All the monks on the Ten Thousand Immortal Star must join the Yuanhua Sect unconditionally to control the souls of all of them. If anyone dares to resist, kill them!"

"The Dayan royal family, all captured alive and brought to Qingya Mountain."

A cold smile appeared from the corner of the mouth of the ancestor Yuanhua. He said sinisterly: "Using the lives of all the royal families of Dayan, force Zheng Le to marry Yue Xin, but we must see if this little girl can escape my plan!"

With his hands stretched out, Yuanhua's ancestor clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly he burst into tears.
Chapter completed!