Chapter 683

Above the Qing Peak, lush and lush spread, and finally extends to the end of your sight. From a distance, it looks like a green ocean.

Ying Huanhuan sat quietly on the bluestone. Her originally black ponytail was pouring down like a waterfall. Then, vertically facing her slender and soft waist, the breeze blew, and the black hair danced lightly, with a faint fragrance coming out.

The girl's slender jade hand, which was so perfect that it was without any flaws, gently landed on the jade-like guzheng. Then, she slowly raised the bright big eyes and looked into the sky in the distance. There, the rapid sound of breaking the wind carried a fierce aura and quickly came.

Swallowing!

The sound of breaking the wind quickly tore the silent forest, and then in the distant sky, figures swept quickly, and finally stopped slowly when it was still a little distance from the Qing Peak.

"Haha, the disciples of this Taoist sect are now more crazy than the other."

Yao Ling slowly showed up. He looked at Ying Huanhuan sitting on the mountain, but couldn't help but smile, then shook his head and said, "If you think I, Yao Ling, are the ones who cherish me, I'm afraid you will be very disappointed."

"Haha, this girl is so beautiful, so it's better to snatch it back." A powerful man from the Demon Seals smiled strangely, and his eyes were a little unscrupulous and sweeping around Ying Huanhuan's delicate body.

There were many people following around. When they looked at this scene, they also made some strange laughs.

"Su Lei, get rid of her, and the rest of the people will follow me to chase after her. The ancient immortal species is not on her." Yao Ling looked at Ying Huanhuan indifferently, then waved his palm and said lightly.

However, as soon as his voice fell, the girl in white and green pants on the Qingfeng laughed, and her jade hand plucked the strings of the piano, and a strange red light surged out from her big black and bright eyes.

"You are too proud of you. If you want to pass here, you can pass my piano formation first."

As the laughter fell, Ying Huanhuan's pretty cheeks suddenly became cold and cold, and an extremely powerful wave slowly surged out of her body. That level was infinitely close to the eight-yuan Nirvana realm.

"That's the level?"

However, Yao Ling looked at the scene with a sneer and sneered.

Ying Huanhuan lowered her eyes and ignored him. She pressed her slender jade hand on the strings, and then pressed her fingertips suddenly, and the red blood instantly penetrated from her palm. Almost immediately, the jade-like guzheng was rendered blood-red.

As the Guzheng was dyed blood red, blood suddenly surged on the Guzheng, and a strange fluctuation was also quietly flowing out in the flash of blood.

"Do it. Something is wrong with this girl!"

Seeing this, Yao Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged out of her heart, and she immediately shouted sternly.

Swish!

As soon as his shout fell, Su Lei, behind him, rushed out like an arrow. With a big hand, the violent energy gathered. He punched Ying Huanhuan and exploded.

"Formless Bodhi Sound!"

Ying Huanhuan raised her eyes lightly, but she looked at Su Lei who was rushing towards her extremely quietly, and then a gentle voice slowly came from her mouth.

And just as the sound fell, his slender fingertips also plucked past the strings that had become blood-red.

Dong!

The world seemed to be silent for a moment at this moment, and then a blood-colored light rushed out at an extremely terrifying speed, colliding heavily with Su Lei.

Bang!

A loud noise echoed, and Su Lei, who had reached the eight-yuan Nirvana realm, was directly shocked by many astonished eyes.

"What a weird piano sound!"

Su Lei calmed down his body in a mess, his face turned red, and his eyes were filled with fear. When he collided with the blood-colored light, he discovered that the attack seemed to have been fully fed back.

"Formless Bodhi Sound!"

Yao Ling's eyes gradually became solemn at this moment. He stared at the girl on the mountain and said in a low voice: "Have you successfully practiced the formless Bodhiyin, which is second only to the four extraordinary sutras in the Taoist Heavenly Palace?"

Ying Huanhuan looked up, pursed her lips, and then smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you know me, Dao Zong martial arts, and you are really worthy of being a deacon of the Yuan Sect."

"Little girl movies, don't be sarcastic in front of me. The Bodhi Yin in the Formless Bodhi is indeed powerful, but you alone want to stop us. I'm afraid it's a little easier to think!" Yao Ling shouted coldly.

"Follow me to do it together, I want to see how she will stop it!"

Yao Ling's shouting fell and he was the first to rush out. The momentum of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm seemed to tremble even the entire mountain.

Ying Huanhuan looked at Yao Ling who had finally taken action, and her eyes became solemn. Then she took a deep breath, biting her red lips with her teeth, and a trace of blood penetrated from the corners of her lips.

"The Bodhi sound of formless bodhi, the appearance of sentient beings."

The gentle voice came from Huanhuan's mouth again, and a huge blood-red light swept out at this moment, and finally it condensed behind him into a huge blood-colored ancient Bodhi tree.

The ancient tree shook lightly, the leaves trembled, and a melodious sound as if the sky and the earth were just beginning to bloom, slowly came out.

The strange sound waves spread rapidly, covering the world. Then, the bodies of Yao Ling and others who rushed out suddenly suddenly stopped. In front of them, the space began to slowly distort, as if an invisible mirror was formed, and their respective shadows were reflected in the mirror.

Hissing.

The mirror wafted, and then the figures in it slowly walked out of many horrifying eyes and appeared in front of them all.

"The Bodhi Yin without Formation is indeed terrible"

Looking at the figure that was exactly the same as himself in front of him, Yao Ling's pupils tightened, and then his eyes looked at the Qing Peak, where the girl sitting cross-legged in front of the blood-red Bodhi ancient tree, the blood on the corners of her lips became more obvious and bleak.

Whoosh!

Several figures flew out from the sky, and the few people said nothing, and the atmosphere was so tense that it made people breathless. These people were Lin Dong, Jiang Kun and others who had previously separated from Ying Huanhuan.

Swish!

A figure that flew out suddenly stopped, and the people in front of him also noticed it. He stopped and looked at Jiang Kun who was falling to the end.

"We just left her like this?" Jiang Kun clenched his fists, his voice becoming much hoarse.

Yuan Ling and Yuan Fang were silent, and some pain flashed through their eyes.

"Then what do you think you should do?" Lin Dong whispered.

"Are you still a man? How could she be the opponent of Yao Ling and the others when you leave her alone?! We are back like this, how can we explain to our fellow brothers?" Jiang Kun raised his head suddenly, and roared at Lin Dong with a ferocious expression.

"So, we should stay there, fight the enemy with her, and then die all of them, and send the ancient immortal Yuan seed to Yao Ling, and let him take him back to the Yuan Sect, so that the Yuan Sect resources will be richer?" Lin Dong looked at Jiang Kun, who was disobedient, and said slowly.

Looking at Lin Dong's calm appearance, Jiang Kun also stopped and then lowered his head in pain, grabbing his head tightly with his hands.

"Jiang Kun, this is not the reason for Junior Brother Lin Dong." Yuan Fang whispered.

"Let's go, if something happens to Huanhuan, I will be incompatible with the Yuanmen in the future!" Yuan Ling grabbed Jiang Kun's arm, his eyes also turned red and he said in a low voice.

Jiang Kun was a little numb and was pulled up by Yuan Ling, and then followed him in a daze.

Lin Dong looked at the sluggish people, and a wave appeared in his calm eyes. He then sighed softly, flipped his palm, and a green seed emerged, and then he threw it directly at Yuan Fang.

"Lin Dong, you"

Yuan Fang took over the ancient immortals, but looked at Lin Dong with a look of surprise.

"He was right. If you go back like this, you really can't explain it."

Lin Dong shrugged at Yuan Fang. He knew very well about Ying Huanhuan's popularity in the Dao Sect. If this matter spreads this time, even ordinary people can understand it, but if you think that gaze will be quite uncomfortable.

"I'll go back to find her, you guys go with the seeds."

Lin Dong did not hesitate for extra time, and turned around and left, with his back, extremely free and easy.

"Lin Dong!"

Yuan Fang looked at the young man's thin back and suddenly shouted, then she wiped her eyes and said, "Bring her back."

Lin Dong didn't look back, but just raised his palm to the back. Then he raised his head and breathed a deep breath. This time, he really had to fight hard (to be continued).


Chapter completed!