MTL - I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals-Chapter 46 Hei Gang Demon Flame

  Chapter 46 Black Gang Demon Flame

  Hearing this, the Ning Family Zhuji let out a long sigh.

  The presence of the foundation building period is not unexpected.

   Although the scale of the second-order spiritual veins in Zhuyeshan is not small, it must simultaneously support the second-order formation, as well as the monks in shops, inns, and caves.

   Only a small area on the top of the mountain can enjoy the second-level spiritual vein treatment.

  Even with the cooperation of the spirit gathering array, the daily burden of the second-order spiritual vein is not small.

  If it hits the foundation building and absorbs a lot of heaven and earth aura, it will indeed affect the second-order large formation.

   And this auction came during the foundation period, and there were ten or twenty of them.

  The Ning family built their foundation here. If it leads to a weak point in the formation, once any troubles arise, the Huang family may not be able to hold it down.

  The tragedy caused by a Foundation Establishment Pill happened in Fangshi in the past in the world of cultivating immortals.

   "Many families can afford to buy the spirit stones of the Foundation Establishment Pill. But to keep the Foundation Establishment Pill, it will cost the family heritage and price."

  Lu Changan felt emotional in his heart.

  In his previous life, he worked hard for his family, and he has a deep understanding of the hardships involved.

   "Friend Daoist Ning wait a moment."

  Huang Changling exchanged a few words with the heavy-armored middle-aged Zhuji beside him, and suddenly called the three of the Ning family to stop.

   "If you are worried about the safety of the road, the bodyguard Pang from the 'Tianwei Building' next to me can provide **** for you, but you need to pay a sum of spirit stones."

   Huang Changling introduced.

  As the organizer of the auction, the Huang family didn't want the buyers of Jidan to encounter accidents on the road, which would be bad for Fangshi's reputation.

   "Is it the Tianwei Building in Huanglong Immortal City?"

  The red-faced old man of the Ning family couldn't help but be overjoyed when he looked at the bodyguard Pang in heavy armor.

  Tianwei Building is a well-known bodyguard organization in Huanglong Immortal City, with a good reputation.

  This organization specializes in escorting monks and has a deep background.

  For example, Maple Leaf Huang’s family held the auction this time. For safety reasons, they invited the bodyguards from Tianwei Building.

  After the auction ended, Huang Changling simply introduced it to the Ning family.

   "Fellow Daoist Ning pays 1,500 spirit stones, and I will lead eight bodyguards in the late stages of Qi refining to **** you back to your family."

  Escort Pang was happy to take another order along the way, and the asking price was considered fair.

   "Okay! The old man will pay three hundred spirit stones first, and the rest will be given to fellow daoists."

  The patriarch of the Ning family, the middle-aged man behind him, and the beautiful woman in a green dress all showed joy.

  The two Jianji teamed up, and with the prestige of "Tianwei Tower", the Hui people will be much safer this time.

  After reaching an agreement, the three of the Ning family quickly flew out of Zhuye Mountain under the **** of the "Tianweilou" bodyguard team.

   Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

   At the auction venue, many monks were scattered and took the opportunity to leave Zhuye Mountain.

   "Changling, this auction has worked hard for you."

  Behind Huang Changling, there appeared a man in civilian clothes with vicissitudes of life, who seemed to be in his thirties or forties, with a few strands of Chinese hair intertwined in his hair.

  The cultivation of the commoner man has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment.

   "Uncle Tan, it is my duty to manage Fangshi."

  Huang Changling, who had a rare appearance, said in a respectful tone.

  The Huang family has three foundations in one family, and the one with the strongest strength and seniority is Huang Tankong in the middle stage of foundations.

  At this time, Huang Tankong and Huang Changling, the two foundation builders, stood on the pavilion, watching the flow of people leaving the auction.

   "In time..."

  Overlooking the bustling city scene, the two foundation monks felt a long-lost pride in their hearts.

   At this moment, Zhuye Mountain was several miles away.

   "Bold robbery—"

   There was a loud shout, and then there was the fluctuation of fighting skills.

  The powerful aura of mana collision seems to have reached the foundation building stage.

   "There are people fighting outside Fangshi!"

   "Could someone **** Jidan?"

  The faces of the two Huang family Zhuji sank, they were extremely ugly.

  Since they are so close to Fangshi, they can't wait to kill and seize treasures, and they simply don't pay attention to the Huang family.

   If you want to fight, you should stay away.

  …

  Among the plains five or six miles away from Fang City.

  The three members of the Ning family took a flying boat and were quickly evacuated under the **** of Pang Escort of Tianwei Tower and others.

  Suddenly.

  They caught a powerful evil wind.

  In the distant sky, the clouds are rolling.

  An evil-looking man with long hair stepped on a black cloud and blocked a flying boat piloted by a foundation-building period.

   "Leave the Cold Moon Blade and the Blood Spirit Pill, and Liang will spare you!"

  The cold voice carried an unquestionable tone.

   "Bold robbery! Dare to intercept my Beast Master Zhou family?"

   On the flying boat, a middle-aged scribe in the foundation building period felt the power of evil spirits blowing towards his face, and couldn't help shouting sharply.

   It was the foundation of the Zhou family, Zhou Jingxuan.

   "Uncle Jing Xuan, this person is Liang Shaotian!"

  The girl in the yellow skirt who was on the seventh floor of Qi Refining behind her exclaimed.

  The long-haired man was dressed in a black robe with moiré patterns, his face was slightly pale, his brows were straight, his nose hung like a gall, and his slender and sharp black eyes looked like a deep cold pool.

  By touching the opponent's black pupil, Zhou Qingxuan was shocked and almost collapsed.

   "The Zhou family, who is only a mere beast, doesn't know good or bad!"

  Liang Shaotian's black hair fluttered, and his figure was blurred.

  The next instant, two or three black wind shadows attacked the middle-aged scribe at the same time.

  Boom! Puff!

  Several huge groups of black gang wind blades, accompanied by the whistling sound of electric arcs, violently charged in front of the middle-aged scribe.

   "Qingxuan be careful!"

  The middle-aged scribe was terrified and furious, and sacrificed a black inkstone, which swelled to several feet in size, and the black clouds appeared like a miniature mountain.

  However, under the ravages of several groups of black winds and electric arcs, this top-grade magic weapon only persisted for a breath or two, and its aura dimmed.

"not good!"

  The middle-aged scribe retreated sharply, condensed a layer of mana shield, and spit out another mouthful of blood, which fell on the black inkstone.

   Under the impact of the strong wind of the confrontation in the foundation building period.

  Zhou Qingxuan's delicate body flipped in the sky, and the talisman mask on her body was broken several times, barely avoiding the confrontation zone.

   "Senior Foundation Establishment nearby, we are the Beast Master Zhou family, please help!"

   Zhou Qingxuan, with a pretty pale face, was so anxious that she hurriedly called for help.

   "The Zhou family was attacked!"

   "It's the devil Liang Shaotian!"

   Several people left the foundation building stage of Fang City, and were taken aback.

  During the sweep of consciousness, Zhou Jingxuan of the Zhou family was severely injured and vomited blood, and was about to die at any time.

   "The target is not us! Quick retreat—"

  Pang Escort of the Tianwei Tower's expression turned serious.

   "Yes, yes, let's go!"

  The foundation-building patriarch of the Ning family couldn't wait.

  The Foundation Establishment Pill they carried was a hot potato in the first place, so they dared to make extra troubles.

  The foundation building period near the place can't be avoided.

  He was afraid that Liang Shaotian would kill Zhou Jingxuan, and then go after them.

   There was a "bang".

  Middle-aged scribe Zhou Jingxuan fell from mid-air and fell to his knees, dying.

   "Senior Liang, my uncle has offended me so much, please raise your hand. We are willing to offer the Cold Moon Blade and the Blood Spirit Pill."

  Zhou Qingxuan supported his uncle, thinking of some rumors about Liang Shaotian, he respectfully begged for mercy.

   "Qingxuan, how can you wait like this... Woohoo!"

   Zhou Jingxuan covered his mouth when Zhou Jingxuan spoke halfway.

  She took off one of Zhou Jingxuan's storage bags, raised her plain hand, and floated in front of Liang Shaotian.

   "It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

  Liang Shaotian took the storage bag, swept away his consciousness, and glanced coldly at Zhou Jingxuan, who was seriously injured and weak.

   "Senior Liang, you are a generation of magic masters, and you have a lot of adults."

  Two lines of tears fell on Zhou Qingxuan's face, I felt pity for it.

   "A broken arm."

  Liang Shaotian looked indifferent and stood with his hands behind his back.

   Puff!

   Without waiting for his uncle's consent, Zhou Qingxuan took out a shiny silver blade, raised the knife with his hand, and chopped off Zhou Jingxuan's arm.

"ah…"

  The middle-aged scribe passed out.

   "Senior Liang, are you satisfied?"

  Blood splattered on the girl's delicate and jade-like face, revealing a touch of enchantment in her innocence.

   "Little girl, not bad!"

  Liang Shaotian nodded and cast admiring glances.

  With hands behind their backs, stepping on the black cloud light, they were about to leave.

   Whoosh! Whoosh!

  At this time, two auras of the foundation building period came from Zhuyeshanfang City.

   "Bold evil cultivator! Dare to loot near Fangshi."

  Huang Tankong and Huang Changling, two foundation-builders, came here through the air.

  Other monks are attacked, they may not necessarily take action, but the Zhou family of the Beast Master is the force that the Huang family wants to curry favor with.

   But it was still a bit late.

  Liang Shaotian's strength exceeded expectations, and he easily ended the battle.

   This made the two who rushed over feel a little regretful.

   "Looking for death! You dare to meddle in Liang's business."

  Liang Shaotian narrowed his black pupils, glanced at Huang Tankong in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and frowned slightly.

  He took a deep breath and slowly spread his palms.

   Poof!

  A cloud of cold and distorted dark flames jumped up in the palm of his hand, exuding a dangerous aura that shocked gods and ghosts.

"That is…"

  The two of the Huang family, Ji Ji, felt their hearts skip a beat, feeling a deadly threat.

   "Black Gang Demon Flame!"

  Huang Tankong lost his voice in shock.

   "Daqing Cultivation World, one of the top ten true flames!"

  The foundation-building period that people are paying close attention to can't help but feel creepy.

   "Changling, run!"

  Huang Tankong yelled in panic, cast escapism, and fled to Fangshi quickly.

Whizzing!

  The Huang family's two major foundation builders who were approaching menacingly withdrew to Zhuye Mountain in a panic.

   Immediately activate the second-tier defensive array.

   "Humph!"

  Liang Shaotian became more and more arrogant, holding the black gang magic flame in his hand, and chased to the front of the big formation in Zhuye Mountain.

  In front of Aolifang City, dark clouds of devilish energy billowed.

  The monks in the entire Fangshi were so overwhelmed that they couldn't breathe.

   "Uncle Tan, can the formation block it?"

   "If the Heigang Demon Flame has the legendary power..."

  Huang Tankong's voice was low and his face was solemn.

  Liang Shaotian looked down on the many monks in Fangshi.

   No one dared to look directly at them, and all lowered their heads.

  During this period, he saw Lu Changan.

  Lu Changan looked at him with a blank expression.

  Looking at the ball of magic flame, I even wanted to laugh in my heart.

  The entire city was silent for a long time amidst depression.

  Liang Shaotian suddenly put away the magic flame, put his hands behind his back, stepped on the black cloud light, and flew to the distant sky with his long hair fluttering.

   "Senior Yan, for your sake today, Liang will not wash this Zhuyeshanfang city with blood!"

  (end of this chapter)