Netherworld Immortal

Liangzhou Red Maple Valley.

The autumn wind swept across like a sword, and the valley was full of red maple leaves, fluttering like blood-drinking spirit butterflies.

On a hillside in the Red Maple Valley, there is a place where a cultivation sect is located.

Red walls and green tiles, rich gates with high eaves, and three words "Red Maple School" engraved on a huge stone outside the closed gate.The font is straight and straight, as if engraved by a sharp sword.

On the square in the courtyard inside the gate, more than a hundred young disciples in blue clothes, each carrying a sword box, stood there neatly.Their expressions are serious and their eyes are serious.

In front of more than a hundred blue-clothed disciples stood an old man with gray hair and a red robe.

The old man in red said: "Recently, purple disasters have been rampant in Jinfo Township. Many small cultivation sects have been attacked by purple disasters, and some of them were even massacred by Miemen."

The old man in red frowned, and continued: "Yesterday, I received an express letter from the flying pigeon of the Golden Buddha Temple. The letter informed that this time the action of Purple Calamity was manipulated by the Shadow Organization. Our Red Maple Sect is just The small sect is powerless to fight against the huge shadow organization. The letter clearly stated that the murderous purple disaster is likely to attack the Red Maple Valley within three days, so it is best for us to leave the sect first to avoid disaster. As The head of the Red Maple Sect is deeply ashamed for not being able to protect the foundation of the Hongfeng Sect, nor for being able to give shelter to all the disciples."

"The shadow organization is too vicious."

"The Red Maple Sect is our place of practice, and even more our home, why should we leave?"

"Our Red Maple faction has always promoted good and eliminated evil. How can we be intimidated by villains this time."

"We practice non-stop in winter and summer, and the Dao sword in our hands is to kill villains."

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The disciples were discussing.

The old man in red waved his hand towards the opposite side, and the square was temporarily quiet, he continued: "I thought about it all night yesterday, this sect is just a shell, and everyone present is the foundation and future of the Red Maple Sect. You practice If you practice the exercises of my Red Maple Sect, you will always be a disciple of the Red Maple Sect. As long as you are here, the Red Maple Sect will have spring. I, "Hong Yi", are old, but you are still young. In the face of a strong enemy, I am I will not let you die in vain. As the head of the school, I cannot leave the Hongfeng Sect, otherwise, I will be sorry for the spirits of the ancestors of the Hongfeng Sect, and I will also be sorry for the master who passed on the position of head to the When I was here, I made an oath to live and die with the Red Maple faction."

Speaking of this, the eyes of more than a hundred disciples in the square were filled with tears and righteous indignation.

"We want to stay with the head and protect the Hongfeng faction."

"Guard the Red Maple Pie."

"Guard the Red Maple Pie."

"Guard the Red Maple Pie."

The voice was loud and resounded through the Red Maple Valley.

The old man in red looked at the opposite side, his eyes turned cold.

"warehouse!"

The dao sword in the sword box behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and the silver light hovered above his head in a whirl.The whole body of the sword was silver and bright, with maple leaf-like prohibitions engraved on its surface, and waves of maple leaf-red spiritual power fluctuations that were visible to the naked eye continued to radiate from the surface of the sword.

Immediately, the right hand of the old man in red turned into a sword pointing towards a boulder in the square.

Dao sword buzzed and moved, sword energy flew, and with a bang, the boulder was cut into two pieces.

"I have made up my mind. Those who disobey orders are like this stone. Remember, where there are red maple leaves flying, there is a Red Maple sect." The old man in red put away his sword and said sharply.

The scene suddenly quieted down.

Afterwards, more than a hundred disciples filed out of the gate of the Red Maple Sect, turned their heads from time to time, wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes with their sleeves, and walked away on a field of red leaves.

The next morning.

As usual, the sun shines into the Red Maple Valley on time, lighting up the eyes red. The red maple leaves in the Red Maple Valley are still beautiful, like a burning fire.

Outside the gate of the Red Maple Sect, the old man in red sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, placing his sword box on his knees.The corners of his clothes and gray hair were covered with crystals of morning dew.

The old man in red opened his eyes, and carefully wiped off the morning dew on the surface of the sword case with his cuff.He looked affectionately at the Dao sword on his knee, and whispered to himself: "When the master passed you on to me, our fate has already been bound together. The Hongfeng school is here, the Hongfeng sword is here, and the sword is here. "

Although the sound is not loud, it lands with sound.

......

At the entrance of Red Maple Valley.

The autumn wind was speechless, and sent a deep coolness.

Kakaka.Kakaka.

On the originally empty ground, the soil rolled outwards, and the messy soil buried the surrounding red leaves.

What's scary is that there are bones and bones crawling out of the tumbling mud.

Not long after, three identical bones and skeletons stood on the ground.

A black wind squeaked and squeaked, swirling on the surface of the three skeletons and skeletons.When the black wind dissipated, the three skeletons turned into three middle-aged men in gray robes with the same appearance and dark gray complexion.

The pupil of each of their left eyes is purple like devil's blood - purple disaster.

"Red Maple Valley, it should be here."

"The Red Maple Pie is in the valley."

"Should we kill only their leader this time, or kill them all?"

"It's really boring to kill and kill. I think it's better for us to take a gamble. If the leader of the Hongfeng sect can survive three moves, we will let his disciple go."

"Three tricks? I've always killed people with one trick, gouging out the heart directly, poofing, simply and neatly."

"Don't you cut two more swords? It's really boring."

"Interesting, I can't wait."

These three people were the three purple perils who had naturalized into the shadow organization and caused bloody cases in Liangzhou before.

......

Red Maple Valley, outside the gate of the Red Maple School.

The old man in red sat cross-legged, and the "Red Maple Sword" still rested comfortably on his knees like a well-behaved woman.

The eyes of the old man in red looking at the distance suddenly froze, and his right hand was already holding the hilt of the Hongfeng Sword.

"Are you here? There are three people."

The cultivation base of the old man in red is in the soul realm, within a distance of a hundred feet, it is enough to see all the details of the characters.

He saw three people with purple pupils in their left eyes, walking side by side towards the mountain gate of the Red Maple Sect.His heart was pounding, and the dao sword in his hand was buzzing and trembling, as if he was eager to jump out of the sword box.

The three gray-robed men with purple pupils were getting closer.They also saw the old man in red from a distance.

"Huh? Why is there a watchdog at the door of the Red Maple Pie?"

"What is your look? Is that a dog? It's just a mouse."

"Hey, it's a shivering mouse." One of them made a strange face, "Meow--" and imitated two sharp meows.

The old man in red stood up and took a few big steps forward.His figure is reflected under the mountain gate, and the mountain gate is even taller because of him.

He was dressed in red clothes without any wind, and the Red Maple Sword had already been unsheathed, and he held it tightly in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the three people opposite, and the sword qi above the tip made a whistling sound, which was more lingering than the autumn wind. cold.

"Hong Yi, head of the Red Maple Sect, is here, and the Red Maple Sect doesn't welcome you. If you move forward, the Red Maple Sword will surely drink your blood." The old man in red yelled with fire in his eyes.

"Hello, Sect Leader." The person in the middle said with a blank expression.

"We were about to kill you, but you sent it to the door by yourself, sensible." The person on the left said with the same expressionless expression.

"You old guy, pointing at us with a broken sword, what do you mean? Why don't you kneel down and die." The person on the right also said with a blank expression.

The old man in red swept his consciousness, and his heart skipped a beat, "The cultivation of these three people is the same as mine, and they are both at the second level of Yuansoul Realm, and their soul power fluctuations are not weaker than mine at all. We are outnumbered, we need to use Only by defeating the thunderbolt means can there be a glimmer of life."

"How can the Red Maple Sect allow you and other evil spirits to get involved? I, Hong Yi, am the No. 13 head of the Red Maple Sect. I can't let you step into the Red Maple Sect." The old man in red yelled loudly.

The old man in red stimulated his soul power, and circles of red soul power fluctuations centered on his feet and spread out in all directions.

Wherever it passes, the power of the field is redefined.

In the soul domain, pieces of red maple leaves the size of a millstone danced like dancing, but they floated without falling, and their shape was picturesque.

At the same time, the old man in red lightly sent the sword in his hand towards him.A little silver ripple swayed, and the Hongfeng sword sank into the void as if thrown into a mirror lake and disappeared.

The next moment, the world shook.

The original power of Hongfeng's domain suddenly expanded, covering a radius of several hundred feet.In an instant, the three people on the opposite side were trapped in the field.

The oppression brought by the power of the domain instantly fell on the three purple-eyed monsters.Outside them, gray arcs crackled.

A streak of off-white ghostly aura swirls out from the feet of the three, as if they are the soul domain of the ghost way skills.

In just three breaths, the soul domains of both sides reached a balance of conflict.

The same is the second level of Yuansoul Realm, and the power of the soul domain is almost the same.But the soul domain of the purple-haired old man is very large, and he always covers the three people on the opposite side.

The red-clothed old man's eyes froze, and he pinched the magic formula with both hands. On the fingertips, streaks of red aura intertwined quickly, and turned into a red maple leaf-shaped magic seal in a blink of an eye.

With a soft crack, the maple leaf seal in the hand of the old man in red turned into a maple leaf-shaped wave and spread out.And the figure of the old man in red became blurred with the force of this wave until he disappeared.

Within the domain, the thunderous voice of the old man in red came out.

"You arrogant people, accept the punishment of my Hongfeng school's moves."

woohoo-

Within the domain, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and those red maple leaves the size of a millstone whirled non-stop in the gust of wind.

"This old guy is playing tricks." The person on the left said.

"You mouse, don't hide." The person on the right said.

"It seems very interesting." A person in the middle said.

Within the domain, the gust of wind suddenly stopped, and the phantom red maple leaves disappeared, but there were more than a dozen red-clothed old men.Each of them is the same, exuding the same wave of soul power, holding a red maple sword, full of murderous aura.

"He came out, how did he become so much?" said the person on the left.

"Let me count, one mouse has become fifteen mice." The person on the right said.

"It's a kind of kendo illusion." A man in the middle said.

"Should die." In the void, more than a dozen red-clothed old men roared at the same time.