Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Zi Ling was surprised: "Wu Jin, why are you here?"

Crow Jin raised his head and snorted proudly: "You who have been practicing for more than 500 years are here, how can I, a great demon who has been practicing for more than 800 years, not come?"

"Tsk... it's great that you have a high level of cultivation." Zi Ling snorted and curled her lips a little sourly.

Yun Zhixia interrupted their conversation: "Stop arguing, let's go!"

"it is good!"

"go!"

The two men and the bird stood up and walked towards the Floating Cloud Sect. After less than half an hour, Yun Zhixia stopped in front of a pond.

"Why don't you leave?"

Zi Ling stopped, a little confused. She followed Yun Zhixia's line of sight and saw nothing.

Yun Zhixia didn't say anything, but a flash of longing flashed across her eyes.

Thousands of years!

She has never been here since Yan Wen passed away.

In a trance, a man in white looked at her with a smile on his face, tapped her little head and smiled dotingly.

"Little idiot, let me show you again."

Yun Zhixia followed the man's movements, his ten fingers constantly changing, and finally a stream of spiritual power condensed at his fingertips and shot towards the pool of water.

"break!"

"break!"

The originally calm pond was suddenly disturbed, and after a twist, houses appeared.

In the front are two white doors with auspicious clouds carved on them. On both sides are two statues of Bai Ze, standing quietly, as if time has stopped for them.

Yun Zhixia looked at it inch by inch. It still looked the same as before, but everything had changed.

"walk into!"

Yun Zhixia called out and stepped in first, followed closely by Zi Ling and Wu Jin.

After a while, someone finally realized that someone from the sect was coming.

Bai Yun led his men to block in front of Yun Zhixia and the others, with a cold expression on his face.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Floating Cloud Sect?"

Yun Zhixia raised his chin slightly and released the souls of Ning Sihai, Bai Shan and others.

"These are your people...your ghosts, right?"

The souls of Ning Sihai, Bai Shan and others were weak and their feet could not touch the ground. When a few ghosts saw Bai Yun, they looked panicked and hurried to remind them.

"Baiyun, please call the ancestors, you can't deal with them!"

Bai Yun was shocked. He looked at Bai Shan and others in soul state and his mind was blank.

Who can kill the people from Floating Cloud Sect? !

Yun Zhixia looked at Bai Yun who was in panic in front of her and asked.

"I heard that you are looking for the 10,000-year-old ginseng spirit?"

"Yes, what does this have to do with you?"

Bai Yun thought about the recent progress and felt depressed. He had heard that the 10,000-year-old ginseng spirit was in Baicang Mountain, but he didn't expect Ning Sihai and others to be missing!

After asking again, they found out that the 10,000-year-old ginseng spirit was in the territory of Xiqing. They sent people to check, but found nothing!

At this moment, when Bai Yun heard Yun Zhixia’s words, he finally understood that the ten thousand year old ginseng spirit must be related to the person in front of him!

Bai Yun asked aloud: "Where is the ten thousand year old ginseng spirit?!"

Yun Zhixia was certain that Bai Yun and the others wanted to kill her, so she showed no mercy. She exchanged a glance with Zi Ling, and they both attacked together.

"Want to kill me? Maybe in the next life!"

Yun Zhixia returned to his true form, with green hair and green eyes, and stood in the air, full of murderous intent.

Zi Ling held the Cang Ling Spear, her eyes turned completely black, and ghost lines appeared on her face, making her look extremely weird.

"kill!"

Zi Ling rushed forward first. The Cang Ling Spear was in tune with her mind, emitting a faint light and full of fighting spirit.

Ordinary immortal cultivators were only at the Qi Refining stage, and could not withstand Zi Ling's attacks. In a short moment, as many as eight or nine immortal cultivators died under her gun.

Bai Yun was also seriously injured. He quickly ran to the back to seek help, leaving behind several disciples to block the way.

Just as Zi Ling was about to chase after her, she was stopped by Yun Zhixia.

Zi Ling turned around: "Tiantian?"

Yun Zhixia raised her chin and said, "Let him gather all the people."

Bai Yun moved quickly, and in a moment all the people from the Fuyun Sect came running over.

Leading the group were two old men, both wearing golden cloud-patterned clothes, the same as Bai Shan's. The others were wearing silver cloud-patterned clothes, which were obviously of a lower grade.

When Bai Liang arrived, he saw Bai Shan's soul. He was stunned for a moment and his expression became sad.

"Brother, why did you die?!"

Bai Shan floated to Bai Liang's side, his face full of panic, and he spoke nervously.

"You are no match for this witch, please call in the ancestor!"

Bai Liang didn't believe it. He held a sword and led his men to attack Yun Zhixia and others, shouting angrily.

"I am going to kill you!"

"Unbelievable!"

Yun Zhixia recovered 80% of his power, and Bai Liang and others were no match for him.

She only needed to wave her hand lightly, and a powerful and terrifying force would sweep over everyone like a wave.

thump……

thump……

Bai Liang and others were unable to get close to Yun Zhixia, and were caught off guard by the spiritual power and fell to the ground one after another.

The stronger cultivators were still barely able to breathe, while the weaker ones had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Bai Liang and the other old man looked at each other, and they both summoned the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner!

"Disciples, sacrifice the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner!"

"Yes, Bai Liang Protector!"

"Yes, protector!"

Bai Yun took the lead, they stood up, their fingers kept turning, and one strange Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner after another was sacrificed.

In an instant, the color of the world changed!

The originally clear blue sky suddenly turned pitch black, with dark clouds covering the sky. The whole world turned black without a trace of light.

"Why is it so dark today?"

Zi Ling was a little surprised, and she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Ring ring ring…

The soul-catching bell on Zi Ling's wrist kept ringing, as if it was a warning.

Yun Zhixia looked at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner in front of him with a cold expression, but his eyes were clear.

No wonder! No wonder the Floating Cloud Sect still exists!

All the questions from the past finally have answers. The original Fuyun Sect, which was dedicated to cultivating immortals, has changed into a sect that practices evil magic!

What's the difference between this and the evil cultivators of the past? !

On the side, Zi Ling looked over and immediately gasped. She quickly pulled Yun Zhixia to let her see.

"Tiantian, look at them!"

Looking in the direction of Zi Ling's hand, the expressions of those who originally had such righteousness and sage-like demeanor had changed.

Everyone's eyes had turned scarlet, and red lines appeared on their faces, some deep and some shallow. They were emitting a black aura, and looked very scary.

Bai Liang laughed, he had recognized Yun Zhixia's true identity! This kind of pure spiritual power must be possessed by spiritual creatures in heaven and earth!

The woman in front of you is the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit!

Thinking of this, Bai Liang looked at Yun Zhixia with greedy eyes, and he already had a lot of plans in his mind.

If I could capture this ten thousand year old ginseng essence and present it to the ancestor, then the position of the leader of the Floating Cloud Sect would be mine!

Bai Liang's breathing was rapid, and he couldn't hide his greedy expression at all.

"Everyone, come together and capture this ten thousand year old ginseng spirit!"

"What? She is a ten thousand year old ginseng spirit?!"

"Quick, do it!"

"Baiyun, lead the troops to set up the formation!"

The Floating Cloud Sect has a large number of members. Although it is now the Dharma Ending Age, thanks to the practice of evil arts, the number of members of the Floating Cloud Sect exceeds 10,000.