Sensing the aura of the four, Wenqu Xingjun turned around with a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect them to get here safely.

"Senior Wenqu, this is your fault. The fairy queen entrusted me with the task of restoring the fairy world, but my cultivation base is weak. I originally expected the senior to help me, but I didn't expect the senior to sacrifice my life... "

Having said that, Xia Zhaoyang didn't stay idle, and cut out several sword lights in a moment of thought, and cast the magical power of broken thoughts, instantly melting several annihilation spirits.

The corners of Baiyunlou's mouth curled up slightly upon hearing the junior sister's words, and he answered, "Chaoyang, Senior Wenqu probably also wants to test our cultivation strength..."

While speaking, several gang winds and sword intents escaped into the gray clouds and mist, and as the sword gangs exploded, a large piece of gray mist and the annihilation spirit wandering in it all dissipated.

Zi Yan and Huo Ling'er didn't say much, but each used their means to break through the clouds and fog, fighting against the swarming annihilation air.

"You guys... you're still a little young after all, basic knowledge is the foundation of practice, how can you waste it at will..."

Wenqu Xingjun's eyes were full of admiration, but he still spoke out and taught. He kept the ink and pen in his hand, and instantly tapped the Taoist seal, breaking through layers of gray fog.

The fairy seal contains the consciousness of the true spirit, and the wisps of annihilation are like fish in a pond being attracted by the smell of bait, and immediately swarm to them, devouring the remnants of the consciousness of the true spirit, and then disappearing in twos.

"Those relics are what I want to protect, so what's the matter with you, just stand aside and watch with peace of mind..."

While drinking in a loud voice, Wenqu Xingjun stepped up and jumped into the air, with a bright fairy seal appearing between his brows.

Daoist annihilation aura jumped out of the gray mist and rushed towards the immortal seal one after another, taking away a ray of true spirit aura when they were annihilated.

At the same time, an invisible barrier covered several people in Baiyun Tower, covering several people's aspirations.

"Senior, with our joint efforts, we can definitely get rid of these annihilation spirits." Bai Yunlou persuaded rather helplessly.

The real immortal's methods are unpredictable, and they are still in other people's territory. Originally, a few people could find the annihilation energy to melt it, but Mr. Xingjun used a little trick, and now he couldn't even manifest the annihilation energy. Watched.

The figure of Wenqu Xingjun gradually disappeared into the gray mist, only the little golden fairy seal came out through the mist.

A Qingyue voice came from the gray mist: "These annihilation auras have locked on the true spirit aura of this Xingjun, and there is no chance of escape. Now that those relics are protected by you, the old man can rest assured..."

"Senior, the avenue is endless, and there is always a glimmer of life..."

Baiyunlou replied in a loud voice, then raised his hand to call out the phantom of the magic weapon of the sundial, instantly breaking through the not-so-solid fairy seal barrier, and then flew into the sky.

Jian Gang's sword intent moved with the wind, and the two daughters of Chaoyang Ziyan condensed out sword lights at the same time to harmonize with it.

The Sword Intent of Spring Wind and Rain merged into the sea tide sword move, and with a bit of Tianhe momentum, he rushed into the gray mist and dark clouds in the midair along with three figures.

Huo Ling'er raised her hand and released a dazzling orange-red fire cloud, protecting her brothers and sisters.

The little flower spirit in the Wenqu Hall lightly stomped its feet in the void, pinched the fairy formula in its hand, and sent the power of the fairy pond into the bodies of several people in the gray mist.

A few fairy lotus seeds that have been hiding in the void also appeared, and instantly sank into the eyebrows of the four.

For a moment, Hai Chao's sword moves in the gray mist became more majestic and majestic.

Sisi Chunyu's sword intent instantly dispelled the gray mist, and the waves of the sword intent wave melted away the annihilation air one after another.

Although the melted annihilation aura couldn't be compared with the True Spirit Immortal Seal, it also showed a fearless aura.

"I really underestimated fellow Taoists... Little friend Yunlou, I'm still reading the second half of your poem..."

Wenqu Xingjun is full of pride and enthusiasm, stepping into the mid-air and speaking loudly.

"Senior is so excited..." Bai Yunlou praised, and then handed over the Haichao sword move to the two junior sisters, operated the wind aura machine, stepped into the air, and walked with the sword sung.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky..."

"I'm going to drink, don't stop drinking, let's sing a song with Junge, please listen to me..."

As the poetic flavor floats, the aura of grandeur becomes more and more tenacious, and the sword light that is cut out seems to have an eternal aura.

Wherever the sword light passed, the annihilation energy was completely melted away, but the blade of the Dragon Scale Sword was honed to become more and more brilliant.

"It's a good one, I hope I won't wake up after being drunk for a long time..., my little friend actually used this annihilating spirit to sharpen his sword intent, he really has a good heart and a good spirit..."

While Wenqu Xingjun sighed, the somewhat dim fairy seal between his brows erupted with dazzling fairy light, suppressing the swarming annihilation spirit again.

After the senior brother received the Haichao Sword Intent, Zi Yan jumped up, condensing the phantom of the golden moon, turning it into a full moon.

The clear brilliance scattered, and immeasurable light leaked from the void, and the annihilation air wandered through it like falling into a swamp.

"Senior Wenqu, listen to the younger generation sing the whole poem of Mingyue..."

Zi Yan danced with her sword in the radiance of the moonlight, and strands of true meaning of mysterious ice radiated from her body, freezing the gray fog within tens of feet.

"...

People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times.

Nung, moon and new moon. "

The melodious singing, accompanied by the ethereal sound of the piano, and the graceful dancing posture, even Xia Zhaoyang was stunned.

"Sister Ziyan... so beautiful..." Xia Zhaoyang looked up and muttered.

"Beautiful, it's so breathtakingly beautiful..."

Baiyunlou sighed smoothly, his heart moved with joy.

"I wish you a long life, a thousand miles away..." Wenqu Xingjun raised his head to look at the shadow of the bright moon in the sky, and sighed softly: "I really haven't seen Guanghan in tens of thousands of years..."

"The kindness of all the friends, the old man appreciates it, how about leaving the rest to Ben Xingjun?"

Wenqu Xingjun's eyes were bright, as if he could see through the misty gray fog in front of him.

Baiyunlou and the three junior sisters exchanged glances, then bowed and said: "We look up to the demeanor of our seniors..."

"Hahaha, happy..."

While talking and laughing freely, Wenqu Xingjun has dozens of incarnations in the sky, with appearances of different ages, and they all look like ghosts of the immortals of the Heavenly Power Palace in the past.

A bit of the true spirit of the past is stored in the Wenqu Hall ~lightnovelpub.net~ Today, Wenqu Xingjun consumes his own true spirit to manifest it.

"Fellow daoists, the little friends in the world are here, just to see you off for a while, and take another look at Guanghan by the way..."

"Zun Xing Jun Xian Ling..." All the phantoms responded in unison, and held the gift of fellow daoists to several people in Baiyun Tower in mid-air.

Immediately, Wenqu Xingjun flashed into the air with the phantoms of the immortals.

"Respectfully send off fellow Taoists..." The four people in Baiyunlou bowed and saluted each other.

All of a sudden, fairy shadows criss-crossed in the gray mist, attracting an endless air of annihilation.

The four floated up and stood above the fire clouds.

Standing tall, Baiyun Tower looked up at the light and shadows in the sky, and recited the poems left by the cliffs of the Bamboo Sea Cave and Sky of the Haoran School one after another.

Dongfang Ziyan sits cross-legged on the cloud, playing the piano in harmony.

Xia Chaoyang concentrated on watching the figures wandering in mid-air, and sent out an evergreen spell from time to time.