One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 132: Golden Crow Bloodline

No matter which sect or family, there will be some secret teachings.

The so-called secret transmission is an inheritance that is kept secret from outsiders.

'Soul Chasing' is one of the secret teachings of Tiandu Mountain. Of course, the combination of soul chasing and swordsmanship is the result of his own practice. If someone else practices the spell of soul chasing, the final result will obviously be different.

Lan Shaoxun fled into this sacrificial hall, where the ancestors of the Lan family were enshrined.

He knew that he could not escape from the sword. He could feel the huge murderous intent in it, and he felt that he was going to die.

That's why he started screaming as soon as the sword light approached him.

But he didn't want to die. No monk would want to die in his prime.

So he finally fled here, because a divine bird was bred in this sacrificial hall.

He hid on the lamp, and the light suddenly surged, and the flame turned into a golden crow divine bird. Almost at the same time, every lamp turned golden and turned into a golden-red bird. Finally, it merged with Lan Shaoxun to form a huge bird, rushing towards the sword light.

"Hey!"

The faint sound of sword chanting in the void startled Lan Hui, who was still in the sacrificial hall.

He just vaguely heard his father's shocked and angry shout, but before that the entire void outside seemed to be boiling, but here it was very calm.

Because there are forbidden spells here, and this is where the head of the Lan family usually practices meditation, it is difficult for outsiders to influence this place.

"Who can hurt my father here?" Lan Hui was surprised.

A huge golden crow seemed to fly out from the lights and shadows in the sacrificial hall, heading towards a faint sword light.

The sword light was not brilliant, but it was full of sword intent and had a mysterious feel. The flying Golden Crow bird also carried the murderous intent of an ancient dragon-eater.

A cry of grief.

Lan Hui saw that the Golden Crow divine bird was directly broken into pieces by the sword light. The feathers of the divine bird shattered and turned into flowing fire. The flame of the lamp in the sacrificial hall was extinguished instantly.

Lan Hui was stunned, and then saw a man falling out of the flames and onto the ground. It was his father who had slapped him just a moment ago.

He was stunned, and seemed to have lost all his strength at this moment. He couldn't believe that his always strong father died in front of him. You know, this was in Zhennan Pass.

He walked over step by step. His father did not have any scars on his body, but he saw that his father's eyes were dim.

"Father." Lan Hui came in front of Lan Shaoxun and knelt down slowly. His call seemed to restore Lan Shaoxun's spirit and consolidate his will that was about to dissipate.

He looked at Lan Hui and said with difficulty: "The Lan family cannot wither in your hands. Go, go and kill him, that Ma Sanhu from Tiandu Mountain. Killing him will prove that the big tree of the Lan family is still standing. Blood debts must be paid with blood."

Lan Shaoxun slowly closed his eyes, but a hint of gold appeared between his eyebrows. The gold was like a bird, which emerged from between his eyebrows and turned into a ray of light that drilled into Lan Hui's eyebrows.

At this moment, Lan Hui felt a strong sense of Dharma spreading in his sea of consciousness. At this moment, he felt that he had awakened his ancient memories. He saw the dragons struggling under his claws, and saw the earth burning and the red flames stretching for thousands of miles.

I saw myself bathing in magma and dancing above the scorching sun.

His blood seemed to boil at this moment.

He began to feel dazed, but he didn't know that the flames in the sky outside the house were rushing towards him, and his aura was rising. The golden bird entered his sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, and the flames in the sky gathered at his eyebrows. The people in the Shenzhong Hall came out and saw that the flames in the sky formed a vortex, and the end point was the sacrificial hall.

At this time, the Red Flame Soldiers who were originally standing guard in various places rushed in one after another. They were wearing red armor and were shrouded in flames. Their eyes were blazing with fire, and the grass they walked on was left with charred footprints.

At this moment, they did not look like humans, but rather like monsters in the fire.

They seemed to have returned from hell, carrying the fire of hell with them.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators present at the scene saw these Red Flame Soldiers and felt the deep and rich fire evil aura from them, and their hearts actually began beating rapidly.

Because they felt that if they were fighting a team of Red Flame Soldiers like this in the wild, they could still win by fighting in a guerrilla manner, but being surrounded here would be extremely dangerous.

And they saw more Red Flame Soldiers rushing into the hall next to them.

At this moment, everyone saw the collision of swords and the sound of swords, and then saw a group of bronze armored soldiers rushing out. The soldiers were not humans, but bronze men, and each of them was a head taller than the Red Flame Soldier.

But their postures were as agile as real people, each holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and moving forward step by step.

With every step forward, the large shield in his hand was pushed forward, and at the same time, the greatsword in his hand was slashed forward. The greatsword cut out a white light, and two or three Red Flame Soldiers were cut in half by the greatsword.

The blood of the Red Flame Soldier was flowing on the ground and was actually burning.

The bronze-armored soldiers pushed the red-flame soldiers outside.

And there were Red Flame Soldiers shooting arrows in the distance, with flaming arrows shooting towards the Taoist in the middle.

These Red Flame Soldiers follow Lan Shaoxun's last will.

Zhao Fuyun still did not come out. He stood in the shadows and watched the scene. He wanted to go out, but when he went out, the city gate had been closed and was heavily guarded. The top of his head was also covered by fire clouds, and he seemed unable to get out from above.

This is the checkpoint dojo that the Lan family has run for more than two hundred years.

He saw Ma Sanhu who was protected in the middle by the bronze Taoist soldiers, and of course he felt his weakness.

He didn't know what magic the other party used to kill Lan Shaoxun, but he was sure that Ma Sanhu paid a price.

Ma Sanhu kept taking pills out of his bag and stuffing them into his mouth.

Zhao Fuyun was also at the Fire Evil Foundation Building stage. He could sense that Ma Sanhu was very dangerous right now. There must be heat steaming from his body and he could catch fire at any time.

The flaming arrows shot by the Red Flame Soldiers were all blocked by the Bronze Taoist Soldiers' shields.

The bronze-armored soldiers continued to advance, killing two or three red-flame soldiers at every step, but Zhao Fuyun felt that if Ma Sanhu could not recover quickly, he would die here.

He saw the swirling flames converging towards one place. Although he didn't know what was happening there, he was sure that something was happening.

Moreover, the other foundation-building cultivators of the Lan family will also find out the situation and come to kill Ma Sanhu.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a cold female voice chanting a spell outside the dense fire cloud: "Xuan Yin She Shui: Rain Falls!"

Not only did he look up, but the people in Chenzhong Palace also looked up and saw that in the thick fire cloud in the sky, there seemed to be a huge black magic flag inserted. The flag was extremely huge, gathering endless water vapor, trying to extinguish the fire in the cloud.

(End of this chapter)