The Rise of the Shen Family

This sudden change made both sides who were fighting fiercely feel incredible, and the faces of the three people including Wushang Zhenren became even more ugly in an instant.

Obviously, none of them expected that the Shen family's hidden guardian spirit beast possessed such a powerful strength, and easily defeated one of their early Jindan cultivators.

On the other hand, it was Shen Huanchi, the patriarch of the Shen clan, who was also shocked by the strength displayed by Ling Zun, not to mention the two irrelevant outsiders, Grandma Jinhua and Zhenren Ouyang.

For a while, the two of them looked up to the strength of the Shen family again in their hearts, and looked at the bird of prey draped in silver feathers with some dread.

"withdraw!"

Realizing Wushang, who was in a bad situation, he immediately slapped the frontal real Ouyang with an angry palm, and then moved closer to Ye Ming and Wang Yuanqing.

And Ye Ming, who were fighting against Shen Huanchi and Grandma Jinhua, immediately showed their most powerful supernatural power attack, and after repelling the frontal enemy, they fled to the north of the Promise Sect.

"Friend Jinhua, don't chase after poor thieves!"

Shen Huanchi looked at the three auras that quickly disappeared into the night sky, and stopped Grandma Jinhua not far away, and said with a slightly solemn expression.

If a Jindan real person railway wants to escape, it is generally difficult for monks of the same rank to stop them, and they often risk injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred.

Moreover, they have successfully killed a Jindan real person of the other party, so there is no need to take a big risk to go deep into the territory of the Promise Sect.

"Friend Shen's words are reasonable, let them go!"

Ouyang Zhenren also came to Shen Huanchi's side and couldn't help but nodded.

After that, he turned his head to look at the Spirit Venerable not far away, slightly cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you King Peng for your help!"

For Ouyang Zhenren and most of the forces in the Lingnan Xiuxian world, the Shen family's guardian spirit beast has always been a very mysterious existence.

They all know that the Shen family's guardian spirit beast is a great Peng bird capable of harnessing the power of thunder, but very few people have actually seen this silver-feathered Lei Peng and understood its details.

Now this [Silver Feather Lei Peng] killed a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan as soon as he shot, which is enough for everyone in Lingnan to remember his existence.

this side,

Lingzun just gave Ouyang Zhenren a light look, and there seemed to be a hint of contempt in those sharp Peng eyes.

The next moment, accompanied by a sturdy dark purple thunder across the sky, Ling Zun disappeared in place, and the huge figure turned into a lightning bolt and flew towards Yun Bifeng.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Zhenren couldn't help showing a hint of embarrassment on his face, and he was even more shocked by the speed displayed by this silver feather Lei Peng.

Such a terrifying speed, I am afraid that those cultivators in the later stage of Jindan can't match it!

At this time, Shen Huanchi also said awkwardly:

"I hope the two fellow Daoists will forgive me!"

Ouyang Zhenren and Grandma Jinhua looked at each other, then waved their hands and said:

"It doesn't matter... it doesn't matter..."

...

After a few simple words, the three of Shen Huanchi once again lowered their heads to look at the messy Shanghai Shangfang below them, and their faces immediately turned ugly.

Looking down from the sky, the entire outer city of Hushangfang has been completely reduced to ruins, and there are horrible scenes everywhere, like purgatory on earth.

The inner city area was not completely shrouded by the blood formation because Shen Huanchi and Granny Jinhua were fully supported by the protective formation, and it was considered a pure land.

"Let's go down first!"

Ouyang Zhenren looked at the messed up Shanghai Shangfang under him, and said in a heavy tone.

Hearing this, Shen Huanchi and Grandma Jinhua nodded slightly, and the three of them immediately landed on an open space in front of the headquarters of the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

With the arrival of the three Jindan real people, the originally chaotic scene became a little quieter, and all the surviving monks looked at them.

After all, no matter what, most of them came all the way to Shanghai to participate in this auction.

Now that he has suffered such a calamity in this Shanghai Shangfang, he was lucky to survive after nine deaths. Naturally, he wanted the Shen family and the Loose Cultivator Alliance to give an explanation and compensate them for their losses.

After sensing everyone's gaze, Shen Huanchi said in a deep voice:

"This catastrophe, I have the same feeling as you all. It is indeed our oversight that allowed the thieves of the Promise Sect and the traitors in Fangshi to take advantage..."

"I also ask you to cooperate with our management first, and repair and organize the facilities in Fang City. For the rest, I will give you a satisfactory explanation..."

Shen Huanchi's remarks directly assumed part of the responsibility for this accident, and at the same time showed the strong spirit that the Jindan family should have.

Of course, he also pointed the hatred of everyone directly at the Promise Sect, letting everyone know that the Promise Sect was the culprit of this incident.

After listening to Shen Huanchi's remarks, these surviving cultivators quickly started chatting, and everyone felt resentful that the Wuji cultivator had done such a cruel and inhuman thing.

"Okay, you people act immediately to sort out the casualties and losses..."

At this time, Zhenren Ouyang also spoke, looking at the surviving stewards of the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

"Yes!"

As soon as the voices of the people fell, Shen Huanchi and the other three seemed to have noticed something, and invariably looked up into the sky.

I saw that a dazzling red aura was coming from a distance at a high speed, like a huge sun, and it came to the sky above Shanghai Shangfang in a blink of an eye.

After seeing this scene, the three of Shen Huanchi couldn't help but look at each other, and then immediately jumped up, an auspicious cloud rose from the feet of the three of them, supporting them to the sky.

"I have seen Senior Qingyang!"

The three of Shen Huanchi came to Qingyang Zhenren and bowed their hands.

On this side, Master Qingyang stood above the clouds, looking at the purgatory-like Shanghai Shangfang beneath him, his whole person exuded a gloomy and depressing aura.

Although he had already guessed that Shanghai Shangfang might experience a catastrophe on the way, but the scene in front of him greatly exceeded his expectations.

In the entire Shanghai Square, half of the area has been directly reduced to a silent dead zone, and the soaring evil spirit and resentment released can be clearly felt thousands of miles away.

"After I received your request for help, I immediately set off and rushed over, but I was stopped by the fifth-order corpse refiner on the way, and I couldn't get out for a while, so I came a step late..."

Master Qingyang looked at Shen Huanchi and the other three and said solemnly.

After hearing this, Shen Huanchi and the other three looked at each other in unison, and a strange look flashed in their eyes.

In this way, the terrifying thunder tribulation that fell from the sky just now did not come from the hands of Qingyang Daoist, but was caused by other unknown reasons.

On this side, Master Qingyang seemed to sense the strange colors on the faces of the three of them, and asked:

"Three fellow Daoists, what did the Promise Sect do in Shanghai Shangfang to become what it is now?"

Faced with the questioning, the expressions of the three Shen Huanchi became heavy invariably.

When Qingyang Master heard the entire experience of the attack, his face became more and more gloomy, causing the temperature in the entire space to drop a lot.

"How did the three fellow Daoists break this strange blood formation?"

Hearing this, the three of Shen Huanchi shook their heads and smiled bitterly:

"It's not the blood formation that I waited for to break open together. That blood formation was destroyed by a thunderstorm that fell from the sky. Originally, the three of us thought it was the senior who shot, but now it seems that there is another reason..."

"The thunder calamity that fell from the sky...?"

A look of contemplation flashed in the turbid eyes of Master Qingyang, apparently thinking about the origin of the thunder tribulation that appeared out of thin air.

From the words of Shen Huanchi and others, he can be sure that this thunder tribulation came from the hands of a cultivator.

Moreover, it is definitely not an ordinary cultivator who can master such a powerful attack, and the opponent's cultivation base is definitely higher than him.

Thinking of this, Qingyang Zhenren's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a sense of threat in his heart.

It seems that there is at least one Yuanying cultivator hidden in the Lingnan Xiuxian world, and the identity of the other party has not been discovered whether it is his Qingyunmen or the Promise Sect in the north.

However, judging from the opponent's actions to stop the Promise Sect from slaughtering the cultivators at will, it is obvious that the opponent is not in the same group as the foreign cultivators.

As for whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, and what is the other party's purpose hidden in the Lingnan Xiuxian world, he does not know.

...

In just a few breaths, countless thoughts appeared in Qingyang Zhenren's mind, and he felt an unprecedented sense of urgency coming towards him.

The situation in the Lingnan Xiuxian world seems to be more complicated than he thought, and there is not much time left for him...

Qingyang Zhenren, who had sobered up from his contemplation, glanced at the three Shen Huanchi in front of him, and then turned his turbid eyes to the outer city area of ​​Shanghai Shangfang.

Because the monks and mortals in the entire outer city of Shanghai were refined by the blood formation, the bones and resentment they left behind formed evil filth under the influence of the blood formation.

These filthy things have a fatal impact on monks and mortals, and they will continue to evolve. After a long time, Shanghai Shangfang will become a place full of ghosts.

Therefore, if these filthy things are not cleaned up, the entire Shanghai Shangfang will be completely destroyed.

The next moment, a raging white flame burned in the eyes of Qingyang Zhenren, and the whole person seemed to be on fire, and endless red and white flames swept out from his body.

When these scorching red-white flames rushed to the dead area filled with evil spirits and resentment, they immediately burned the filth left in that area thoroughly and cleanly.

For a while, there were constant screams of stern ghosts coming from the raging flames. Those were ghosts condensed from the grievances of the dead monks.

After half a column of incense, the roars of the ghosts gradually subsided, and the Qingyang Master slowly retracted the released flames.

After a baptism of flames, the filth that was filled with blood has been removed, but the entire outer city area is still filled with a lingering yin qi.

I saw that Qingyang Master once again pinched out mysterious seals, causing all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles to flock to the ruins.

Under the aura of heaven and earth being washed over and over again, the outer city area of ​​Shanghai Fangfang gradually regained its vitality and once again became a place where monks and mortals could live.

The series of means of changing the world by Qingyang Master made Shen Huanchi and other three Jindan masters beside him feel incredible.

Sure enough, the power of heaven and earth that the Nascent Soul cultivators can mobilize is far from what they can compare. With just a few gestures, a dead area can be given new vitality.

"Thank you for your help, senior!"

Shen Huanchi and the three immediately bowed their hands towards Qingyang Master and said thanks.

Here, Qingyang Zhenren just nodded slightly, and then his eyes turned to the inner city area of ​​Shanghai Square, looking at the low-level monks who were busy in the square market.

After a while, he raised his head to look at Shen Huanchi and the three of them again. His calm gaze, especially on Ouyang Zhenren and Grandma Jinhua, stayed for a moment.

"Now that the Loose Cultivation Alliance has suffered from this disaster, I wonder what the two fellow Daoists are going to do next?"

Qingyang Zhenren's voice suddenly rang in the ears of Shen Huanchi and the other three.

Faced with the question, Ouyang Zhenren and Jinhua Granny couldn't help but look at each other, pondered for a while, and then slowly said:

"I don't know what the seniors have high opinions?"

"Haha... If my memory is correct, the Loose Cultivator Alliance was led by Daoyou Li back then, and was established to protect the interests of this Shanghai Shangfang and everyone..."

Qingyang Master looked at Ouyang Master and a faint smile appeared on his face.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Huanchi, Ouyang Zhenren and Jinhua's mother-in-law immediately understood the meaning of the former, but neither of them said anything.

Speaking of which, the so-called Loose Cultivation Alliance of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was originally more than 500 years ago, when Qingyunmen and Wujizong fell behind. power established.

Now that the old man surnamed Li has fallen, Shanghai Shangfang has been reduced to the fat meat for everyone to scramble for food. After this catastrophe, Shanghai Shangfang was destroyed, and the Loose Cultivation Alliance also existed in name only.

After all, for Zhenren Ouyang and Granny Jinhua, the foundation of their clan has always been on the two overseas islands of Yizhou Island and Yazhou Island.

Seeing that Ouyang Zhenren and Grandma Jinhua were silent, Qingyang Zhenren continued:

"The meaning of this seat is that the meaning of the existence of the Loose Cultivation Alliance is not very big now. Why don't the two fellow Daoists come to my Qingyunmen to serve as a respectable elder like fellow Daoist Shen."

After hearing this, Shen Huanchi couldn't help but glance at the former, and Ouyang Zhenren and Grandma Jinhua immediately fell into contemplation.

They could hear that although the Qingyang Master was discussing with them, there was no room for them to choose.

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