I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 150 Law enforcement

Ding Xie looked around, but didn't find what he was looking for.

According to the information, the person with the highest cultivation base of Yuan Lingzong is the peak of foundation establishment.

And the two in front of them, one in the middle stage of foundation establishment and one in the early stage of foundation establishment, did not conform to what the sect said.

Immediately asked: "Yuan Lingzong, where is Feng Ji?!"

Feng Qi hurriedly explained: "The envoy of the last sect didn't know something, my ancestor was injured in a fight with others, and now he is recuperating, so it is really inconvenient to see guests."

"Also ask the envoy to start talking."

Ding Xie sneered, and threw the Wanfa Token in front of him.

While hovering, the index finger clicked on the token, a ray of light manifested, and several lines of small characters suddenly appeared.

Seeing the few vertical lines of small characters, Feng Qi's eyes widened.

What was written on it was the ancestor's name, date of birth, basic cultivation level, and when he interfered with the common world.

Not to mention Feng Qi, even the Elder Jianji who was standing beside him looked horrified.

They didn't know the principle of the token at all, they just felt that they were being seen through, as if a pair of eyes were staring at them, which made them, the monks, feel trembling and fear.

Ding Xie said loudly: "Feng Ji, the Yuan Lingzong, for his own selfish desire, opened the ruins of the Blood Spirit Hall, interfered with the normal operation, and indirectly caused the deaths of millions of mortals."

"According to the law."

"Be the head of the owl."

"It's not easy to cultivate one's mind. If you stick to your body for more than two hundred years, you can let the true spirit reincarnate."

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Ding Xie put away the token, and looked at the monks of Yuan Lingzong with a cold expression.

If you show your holiness in front of others and return home rich and honored, it's fine to use magic to kill a few enemies.

Revenge of blood relatives comes first, and even the aristocratic sect will not punish them.

It is a serious crime for a monk to cause the death of a large area and mortals who have no cause and effect for their own selfish desires.

The ancestors said that immortals must draw boundaries.

Those who try to interfere in vain will be killed without mercy.

"Gaomen, I'm wronged, it's really a big wrong."

"We didn't interfere with the mundane at all." Feng Qi yelled that he was wronged.

Ding Xie waved his hands coldly and said, "Get Feng Ji out, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

He has seen this kind of thing a lot, and there are always people who will be lucky, thinking that they are just the one who pushes it, and they won't be caught if they don't take action personally.

But over the years, he has punished many monks, and there is nothing wrong with him.

They all felt that what they did was perfect, but in fact they couldn't escape Wanfazong's eyes at all.

Skynet is restored, sparse but not leaking.

Ding Xie didn't know the specific principle, he just got the order and executed it, that's all.

"Don't cry."

The coarse cloth old man appeared beside Feng Qi, patted Feng Qi on the shoulder and said, "After I die, the sect will be handed over to you."

Feng Ji looked at Ding Xie, and said calmly: "The wrong has its head, and the debt has its owner. I am Feng Ji."

"They didn't know about this matter, and it was indeed me who promoted the opening of the Blood Spirit Hall."

"I didn't expect the envoy of Shangzong to really come."

Feng Ji looked at Ding Xie, his expression was flat, his eyes were full of surprise, and he didn't worry about his future at all.

There is a saying from the ancestors not to interfere with the common world, otherwise it will bring disaster to the sect.

When he was young, Feng Ji kept obeying it, until he was very old and on the verge of death. He wanted to break through the golden core, and just happened to know the news about the Blood Spirit Palace, so he planned to try it.

In the battle with the blood demon, he was wounded by Yinshen, the head of the Five Spirits Sect, and he has not recovered from his injuries until today.

I was thinking of desperately trying to form the alchemy, but I didn't expect the envoy of the Shangzong to find him first.

Feng Ji admitted that he had underestimated the high school of the Shangzong, and even took a chance to think that he did it without anyone noticing.

Seeing Ding Xie today was the most surprising thing for him since he practiced Taoism for so many years.

"Little baby, do you think the old man will bow his head and catch him?"

"My generation of monks relies on strength."

"You are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, even if the old man is seriously injured, how can Ann kill me?" Feng Ji waved his hand, signaling the rest of the sect to back down.

"Ancestor."

"Ancestor?"

Feng Ji snapped: "Back off, don't interfere."

The breath surged, and the coercion of the peak foundation establishment poured down, like a big hand pushing away the sect members behind them.

Then he faced Ding Xie who was standing in front of him.

"The old man really wants to know the methods of the monks of the upper sect, and I hope that I will not let the old man down."

Ding Xie smiled: "In this case, let me experience the power of the peak monks in Xiaolingzhou's foundation establishment."

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, the aura is undoubtedly revealed.

But the condensed pressure on the opponent actually broke through Feng Ji's blockade, piercing straight like a sharp sword.

With a twist of Feng Ji's wrist, the formula changed.

The top-grade magic weapon, the flying sword, flew out of the cuff immediately.

The palm-sized flying sword is good at facing the wind, and it turns into three feet.

"Turning sword into rainbow light."

The flying sword cut towards Ding Xie.

"Wanfa Seal."

Ding Xie raised his arm and drew a seal in the air.

Xiao Yin rotated and grew rapidly, and slammed into the top-grade magic sword.

With a bang, the aftermath of the battle shook everyone into the air.

Feng Qi and another elder who established the foundation turned and left. With a volume of magic power, they dragged the disciples who guarded the mountain into the fog, and rushed towards the mountain peak of the sect: "Protect the disciples of the sect."

They can't participate in this kind of fighting at all, and there are hundreds of disciples in the mountain gate behind them, they can't abandon their foundation.

The mountain protection array was opened, forming a mask to protect the mountains.

Feng Ji and Ding Xie stood in the air.

He has already experienced the masters of leapfrog fighting, so Feng Ji was not surprised when he faced Ding Xie, he just thought 'this is right'.

This is the monk of the upper sect.

If they can't even suppress themselves in a small place, how can they be called a master.

The disciples of Yuan Lingzong looked up at the sky.

The noise and fluctuations of the battle were too loud, and some of the retreating disciples were awakened. They thought it was the Five Spirits Sect who had come to attack them, and flew out with their swords.

Looking at it, it turned out that a young man in a red and black robe was fighting the ancestor.

"Who is that person? He was able to compete with the ancestor."

"I never heard that there is another monk at the peak of foundation establishment in Lingzhou."

"According to the gossip, according to the younger brother guarding the mountain, the person who came is from the Shangzong."

"Shangzong outside the state?"

"That's right, it's the Shangzong from outside the state, here to investigate the ancestor's interference in the ordinary dynasty."

Disciples pass on to ten, ten to a hundred.

There are only so few people in the sect, and the news spread quickly, and at the same time they also panicked.

The ancestral precepts say that you should not interfere with the common world, otherwise it will surely lead to the disaster of destroying the family.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Shangzong really came and fought with the ancestor.

"It's over, our matter happened."

"The person who came is not a Jindan real person. If we give it a go, we might still have a chance. The ancestor is the pinnacle of foundation establishment, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose."

Feng Ji didn't know what the disciples were talking about. He only felt the great pressure. The pressure this young man put on him was stronger than that of the Gorefiend: "Is this the outstanding person cultivated by the Shangzong's high school?"

"Pick me Yuan Ling's Sword Control Technique!"

The light of the sword turned into a shadow, and hundreds of sword shadows turned into long dragons and surrounded Feng Ji.

"kill!"

Feng Ji holds a magic sword, which turns into light, and wraps around the sword shadow dragon.

Ding Xie held his hand behind his back, turned his palm over, and his mana condensed into an awl about a foot long: "Breaking the law."

Wanfazong's unique skill, breaking the magic cone.

"bass."

The magic-breaking awl was activated suddenly, and directly shattered the dragon's head of the sword shadow dragon, and the sword shadow light condensed with mana suddenly dissipated and turned into a little bit of starlight.

Finally, it was firmly nailed to Feng Ji's shoulder blade.

Ding Xie was about to condense the second magic-breaking awl in the blink of an eye.

Feng Ji knew that he couldn't win, not because of his unhealed injury, but because of the gap in essential strength.

He shot for so long that he couldn't even force the opponent to draw his weapon.

"My monk..."

Feng Ji vomited blood, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "How can you die in the middle of a fight?"

The aura around Feng Ji frantically gathered towards Feng Ji's body.

With Feng Ji's body as the center, a huge aura vortex was condensed.

Seeing such a scene, Ding Xie sighed: "Why bother?"

The condensed second magic-breaking awl did not fire, and dissipated in his hand.

The mana liquefied in Feng Ji's dantian crazily gathered towards the center.

In the blink of an eye, the kung fu has gathered into an illusory golden pill, which is spinning slowly.

Just when he was about to go further, a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, and cracks appeared on his flawless body.

"Dan formation!"

Feng Ji roared.

Crazyly compressing mana, the Yin God in the sea of ​​consciousness opened his eyes fiercely, and flew into the dantian.

The liquefied mana in the dantian qi sea surges and impacts an illusory golden elixir in the central area.

It's just that it is a natural barrier for Feng Ji to turn from fiction to reality. No matter how hard he tries, the illusory golden core has no intention of condensing.

Even cracks appeared on the originally illusory golden core.

Yinshen's body was also full of cracks.

The robbery cloud that was about to condense in the sky just now dissipated.

"Failed."

Not only failed, Feng Ji has also died.

Visible aging of the body.

With a flash of sword light in Ding Xie's hand, Feng Ji's head flew away from his neck and was put into the box by him.

"Yuan Lingzong Feng Ji, conferred the head."

"Wan Fa Zong corrects the law of the world, if Yuan Ling Zong violates it again, it will implicate the Zong sect, don't say it was unexpected."

"Leave the head."

The head of Yuan Lingzong rushed forward to snatch Feng Ji's head.

"presumptuous!"

Ding Xie shouted loudly, and the seals in his hands condensed.

A huge hand clapped it down.

With a bang, Feng Qi was slammed onto the mountain.

It also left a huge palm print on the mountain peak.

This palm print not only frightened another elder, but also frightened a group of Yuan Lingzong monks.

For the first time, they knew that high-ranking monks could be so strong.

Feng Qi watched Ding Xie fly away helplessly.

The opponent is too strong, so strong that he can't resist at all.

"Both are monks in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment."

"Why, why is the gap so big."

Feng Qi shouted: "Why!"

……

In front of the palace gate, Wen Yue stepped into the main hall.

Emperor Liang lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Wu'an is here." Gao Quan whispered to wake up Emperor Liang.

Dragging his exhausted body, he couldn't even open his eyes, he still struggled to look at the person at the door, his voice was weak: "Marquis Wu An, you are old..."

"You are old, but I am going to die."

Wen Yue shook his head slightly: "Your Majesty, everyone is going to die, no one is an exception."

"I still remember meeting Marquis Wu'an at the beginning of that year. At that time, we were very young. We talked at night by candlelight, talking about the situation in the northern border."

Emperor Liang looked at Wen Yue.

He wanted to meet Marquis Wu'an again before he died, and his expression was complicated: "Is the immortal really better than the ordinary?"

Wen Yue put his hand on the pulse of Emperor Liang's wrist, his pupils narrowed slightly.

Because he discovered an amazing secret.

But it's all right now, Wen Yue said with a relieved expression: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening."

(End of this chapter)