"Um?"
Wenxuan's expression changed, he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the black cloud.
Su Zimo frowned suddenly when he saw such a black cloud, and felt a sense of déjà vu in his heart.
This black cloud moves extremely fast and shines with a strange red light. It doesn't look like a cloud, but like...
"Mine, Blood-Eyed Crow!"
The so-called black cloud is actually a swarm of crows.
The flashing red light is the eyes of the crow!
Su Zimo remembered the battle outside Linfeng City and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, be careful, it's the group of people from the spirit mine outside Linfeng City!"
"Come for revenge, Demon Sect?"
Wenxuan narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surging.
In the hearts of everyone in Piaomiao Peak, they all thought that the tragedy in Linfeng City was caused by someone from the Demon Sect.
But Su Zimo learned from Ji Yaoji that there were no such vicious methods and techniques in the Demon Sect.
At this point, Su Zimo believed in Ji Yaoji.
Although Ji Yaoji seems to behave frivolously, she is very measured and has the pride of the demon sect in her bones.
If it was done by someone from the Demon Sect, she would not deny it.
Su Zimo looked at the little fat man and Leng Rou, and whispered: "If you see that the situation is not right in a while, run away quickly!"
"What?" The little fat man was startled.
Leng Rou also frowned slightly.
The two of them didn't realize the danger yet.
In the opinion of the two of them, the sect has Wenxuan and other five Jindan Daoists here, as well as their group of top monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Such a powerful strength is enough to destroy some small sects, so why should we be afraid of others.
Su Zimo said nothing, his eyes turned around Feng Haoyu and Elder Chen, and took out a flying sword from the storage bag.
It was the top-quality flying sword that Jihuo Daojun refined for him!
During this period, Su Zimo focused most of his energy on studying the art of tempering, understanding the Zhuzhao Sword Formation, and improving his cultivation level. He had not yet started refining the weapon.
The only high-grade spiritual weapon in his storage bag is this top-grade flying sword.
Soon, dark clouds came over Dongling Valley.
Endless blood-eyed crows are hovering in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, exuding a strong demonic aura. The cultivation level of each of them is no weaker than that of the foundation-building monks!
The sky suddenly darkened.
The faces of many Piaomiao Peak disciples in the valley were a little ugly, and a hint of fear flashed deep in their eyes.
After all, such a scene is too shocking, creepy and chilling!
The eyes of the crows were bursting with scarlet blood, and they kept neighing, staring at the monks below, as if they would swoop down at any time and tear the many Piaomiao Peak disciples into pieces!
The little fat man turned pale, swallowed his saliva, and said solemnly: "The flat-haired beast this time is much stronger than the last time I saw him!"
At the entrance of Dongling Valley, a huge spiritual boat rushed over, and hundreds of monks jumped from it.
Among them, there are as many as ten Jindan Zhenren!
The rest are all Foundation-Building monks, with varying levels of cultivation, but their number is several times greater than that of the Piaomiao Peak disciples!
Coupled with the black-eyed crow above the head...
Whether it was from the Golden Core Master or the Foundation Establishment Monk, Piaomiao Peak was at an absolute disadvantage.
This is a siege!
There is no way to heaven and no way to earth!
Among the hundreds of monks who came down from the spirit boat, the leader of the young monks had a perfect foundation. He was wearing a blood-colored robe with the pattern of a crow on his sleeves. His face was pale, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he had an evil smile.
Ten golden elixir masters gathered around, faintly protecting him in the middle.
"Who are you?"
Wenxuan stared at the blood-robed monk, holding the talisman in his left hand, with a flying sword suspended in front of him, and his tone was cold.
"hehe."
The blood-robed monk chuckled lightly and said leisurely: "Fellow Taoists, don't be nervous. I come here with no ill intentions. If you all cooperate well, I will give you a great opportunity!"
After a slight pause, the blood-robed monk changed the topic and his voice became colder: "But if you don't understand, hey... then don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"
Wenxuan moved his fingers, pinched the spiritual art, and surrounded his fingertips with spiritual energy, and he was about to take action.
Elder Yu looked solemn, stepped forward, shook his head, and whispered: "Don't be impulsive. If we really fight, we disciples will easily be trapped here. Let's explore his background first."
Elder Yu raised his voice and asked, "I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?"
"In this regard, I'm more casual."
The blood-robed monk smiled slightly and said: "You can call me Young Master, or you can call me Master. It depends on what you like. I won't force you."
Elder Yu looked ugly.
Whether he is the young master or the master, this means that he has to succumb to the blood-robed monk in front of him!
After all, Elder Yu is Zhenren Jindan, so how could he agree to such a ridiculous request.
"Junior, this place is only a hundred miles away from our Piaomiao Peak. If we use the spirit crane to send a message, it won't be long before a strong man from our sect comes to support us. Don't be too arrogant!" Elder Yu said in a deep voice.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The blood-robed monk laughed and said: "Old dog, I really want to give you face, but you don't want it!"
"First, with my blood crow army here, your spirit cranes can't teleport out at all! Second, even if your spirit cranes teleport out, you guys won't be able to last that long!"
Wenxuan snorted coldly: "Elder Yu, there is no need to talk nonsense with him. Since he is a member of the Demon Sect, everyone will find him and kill him!"
"I'm not a demon."
The blood-robed monk smiled coldly and said: "I will give you one last chance. If you all surrender to me, I will spare your lives! Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy and leave no one alive!"
"Oh, by the way. There is a person named Su Zimo among you. Regardless of whether you surrender to me or not, I will personally suppress you and torture you to death bit by bit... Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
A series of eerie laughter came from the mouth of the blood-robed monk.
"Surrender?"
Wenxuan also smiled and said: "You should first ask about the sword in my hand!"
At this moment, the blood-robed monk suddenly raised his head and said calmly: "You still won't take action?"
Before he finished speaking, Su Zimo was startled and suddenly shouted: "Everyone, disperse, there is a spy in the sect!"
Wenxuan reacted the fastest and immediately crushed the amulet in his left hand.
A shield of light instantly rose and enveloped him.
when!
There was a crisp sound.
Mars is everywhere.
A flying sword hit Wenxuan's protective light shield, causing the light shield to tremble and almost collapse. This shows how powerful this sword is!
Just a hair’s breadth!
As long as Wenxuan slowed down for a moment, he was already a dead man.
In fact, the reason why Wenxuan reacted immediately was because of Su Zimo's previous inquiry on the spirit boat.
Although, Wenxuan didn't care at that time.
But when he saw a powerful force coming and setting up such a siege, Wenxuan vaguely realized that there might be a ghost in the sect, so he became wary.
Otherwise, the news that they came to Dongling Valley today would not be leaked.
Of course, this speculation is a bit vague, and Wenxuan has not yet had time to confirm it.
At this moment, the blood-robed monk said that, and Su Zimo yelled again, and Wenxuan crushed the amulet without even thinking.
Feeling the terror of the sword behind him, Wenxuan also understood that he had just walked around the gate of hell and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.