Great fear came. In front of the Immortal Tomb, everyone seemed to be frozen. Hongniang reacted quickly. Hongxiu waved her sleeves and flew to the Tomb City with a few people. At the same time. Above the Immortal Tomb, a skeleton with blue fire in its eyes and a snow-white body appeared. He looked at the fleeing crowd below, slowly opened his mouth, and then suddenly inhaled. The running crowd below instantly turned into a group of blooming blood mist. The blood mist spread, turned into blood threads, and flew into the mouth of the snow-white skeleton. With the injection of blood threads.
The body of the snow-white skeleton grew flesh and blood visibly. Three breaths later. A handsome man appeared in the void. The man's hair and eyes were blue, and he didn't look like a person of this era. He looked at the Tomb City, as if he could travel through space and see Zheng Tuo's position. "Interesting creature." Above the void, the voice of an old antique appeared. "Could it be that some ancient corpses were resurrected by the power of the Immortal Tomb?" Another old antique voice took over. "Whether it is true or not, let's catch it and study it first." A very domineering voice exploded in the void. The blue-haired man looked confused, as if he had lost his memory. He looked up at the void, and blue flames rose in his eyes. Suddenly! A huge hand, like a mountain, fell from the sky and slapped the blue-haired man. The blue-haired man was still confused. But facing the attack, he did not sit and wait for death, but raised his hand to fight it. "Boom boom..." A big battle broke out above the void of the Immortal Tomb.
All the people in or near the Immortal Tomb were frightened and evacuated. It was a battle between giants. Ordinary immortal cultivators could not intervene at all. Even watching had to be far away for fear of being affected. The void above the Immortal Tomb was now wrapped in chaos. It was unclear what was happening inside. One could only feel the power that changed the color of the world shaking. Hongniang took Zheng Tuo Shenxian'er and Chixiao away quickly and headed straight for the Tomb City. But in the clear, it seemed that there was a force blocking them, making them slow down greatly and very strenuous. "Swish..." Wudao appeared beside them silently. "Master?" Zheng Tuo was surprised! He knew that the master was nearby and would definitely come out to rescue Xian'er at this moment. "Let's go." Wudao uttered a word lightly, raised his hand and shot a white light to wrap the few people, and sent them directly into the Tomb City. The great formation of the Tomb City was activated. It blocked part of the power of the giant battle. But it was still possible to feel the terrible aftermath of the battle raging in the Tomb City. Zheng Tuo and his friends did not dare to stay, and used the teleportation formation to return to Luoxian City, and then quickly returned to Luoxian Sect. The Luoxian Sect had innate spiritual treasures, so even the snow-white skeleton or the old antique did not dare to be presumptuous. As for the giant battle, whoever wants to watch it can watch it, anyway, they don't want to watch it. Luoxian Sect. Xianjian Mountain, next to the Xianjian. Zheng Tuo's body slowly opened his eyes. After noticing the surrounding movements at the first time, he did not move after finding that the alarm system he had arranged was fine. Instead, he waited for a full month beside the Immortal Sword. One month later. He was relieved when he found that no powerful aura appeared. Even so. The shadow cast by the Snow-white Skeleton was still there. Fortunately, he was beside the Immortal Sword.
Even if the Snow-white Skeleton appeared, he would not dare to do anything to him. After calming down a little, he looked inside his body. Inside his body. He looked at the vast and boundless spiritual veins in front of him, and he couldn't help feeling heroic. It has been a while since he left home. During these days, his body has been in a state of meditation and practice. In the Immortal Mountain, because of the existence of the Immortal Sword, no one disturbed him, so he could always maintain a state of meditation. It has to be said. The talent of the top-grade spiritual root is so terrible that it is beyond imagination. But he did not use any spiritual objects to open up the spiritual veins, he just practiced the Falling Immortal Art. At this moment, the breadth of the five spiritual veins in his body made him dumbfounded. He wandered on the spiritual veins and came to the edge of the spiritual veins. You can see. The edge of the spiritual veins is densely packed with countless meridians of varying thicknesses. In fact, these meridians are also spiritual veins, but they have not been developed yet. In the five main spiritual veins, the spiritual energy surges like a river. At the same time. A stream of spiritual energy flows quietly along those small meridians, turning those small meridians into spiritual veins to nourish his body. The middle stage of foundation building. It seems that the effect is not bad. Zheng Tuo nodded and returned to the puppet body. The main body is temporarily placed at the fairy sword to continue practicing. Unless the East Region suffers a catastrophe, he will never let the main body leave the Luoxian Sect. The outside world is too dangerous, and one may fall if he is not careful. The snow-white skeleton can fix his thoughts and stop him from thinking, which is simply incredible. He believes that if the black fairy sword had not helped him, the snow-white skeleton would have found the location of his main body based on a wisp of his soul in the puppet. Although the main body is next to the fairy sword. But the Immortal Sword is a passive defense after all, what if it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, I will be caught by the Snow White Skeleton. If I am caught by the Snow White Skeleton.
God knows what will happen. The world of cultivating immortals is really too dangerous, it is better to stay in Luoxian Sect. After this incident, Zheng Tuo was more certain that he could not go out and must stay. Even if he went out, he would never allow his real body to go out. With such a plan in mind. He controlled the body of puppet No. 3 to return to Luoxian Mountain. Luoxian Mountain looked like spring with flowers and pleasant scenery. Because of the large spirit gathering array, the spiritual energy of Luoxian Mountain became more abundant. Among them, the white tiger and the unicorn played, and the dragon and the fairy phoenix danced together. Other strange phenomena also became more vivid, as if they were real things. Luoxian Mountain was getting better and better, and Zheng Tuo was full of relief. "Brother, you are back." Shenxian'er actually didn't know what happened. But this meaningful and very exciting adventure made the little girl so excited that she couldn't sleep for several days. "Brother, have you heard that the battle in the Immortal Tomb started, and the fight was fierce." Shenxian'er swore and told Zheng Tuo about the battle in the Immortal Tomb. Zheng Tuo did not interrupt Xian'er's story, but sat on the grass and listened carefully. At the same time He was feeling the breath of Nine-barrel and Black Phoenix. It was too urgent at that time, and he couldn't take care of them at all. He remembered that Black Phoenix should have swallowed Nine-barrel into its stomach for protection, and then ran away. Now, if he felt it carefully, the vague connection between the master and the servant was still there. It seemed that the two were fine, but now no one knew where they were hiding. As for the battle in the Immortal Tomb, it had spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation World. Several old antiques fought fiercely with a man with blue hair and blue eyes, and the sky was cracked, the earth was sunken, and a chaotic storm occurred in that area, which has not dissipated so far. The final result is unknown, but it is known that several old antiques and the man disappeared in the end. Zheng Tuo prayed. That guy with blue hair and blue eyes must not come to find him.
But with the other party's strength. If he wants to find him, one month is enough. He hasn't come to find him yet, which means that this person is either afraid of the Falling Immortal Swords and dare not come, or he really can't find him. So. Instead of worrying about the man coming to find him, he might as well care about something more important at this moment. Divide the spoils.