"Haoyu, have I, Wenxuan, treated you badly? Is there anything the sect can't do to you? Give me a reason, a reason to betray the sect!"
Wenxuan turned around, his whole body trembling slightly, his eyes flashed with anger, surprise, confusion... and deep disappointment.
Elder Chen's betrayal failed to defeat Wenxuan.
But Feng Haoyu's betrayal dealt a huge blow to Wenxuan's mind!
When Feng Haoyu was still in the Qi Condensation Realm, Wenxuan asked the sect master to teach Feng Haoyu the Piaomiao Sword in advance.
Among the inner sect, apart from the three major inheritance disciples, Feng Haoyu is the only foundation-building monk who has mastered all three major secret arts!
"betray?"
Feng Haoyu sneered and said: "I am not from Piaomiao Peak in the first place. I joined Piaomiao Peak just for the three secret arts. In other words, I, Feng Haoyu, have never regarded you as my master!"
"Evil traitor!"
Wenxuan said coldly: "I will kill you today!"
"Old dog, let's see if you can survive." Feng Haoyu sneered.
suddenly!
The two elders beside Wenxuan exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Elder Yu and another sect elder took action at the same time and intercepted two flying swords.
call! call!
At this moment, Peng Yue, the golden elixir master standing next to the young man in blood robe, suddenly stepped forward with a cold expression, and the spiritual energy nearby surged crazily.
Around Peng Yue, a dark gust of wind strangely condensed, whizzing past, whining, and covering the sky with dust.
Seeing this scene, Elder Yu's expression changed drastically.
Another sect elder's pupils shrank violently and he moved a little slower. The flying sword was swept in by the black wind, and the sound of countless fine sand hitting the sword was heard.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Click!
In the blink of an eye, the flying sword shattered into pieces, the aura dimmed, and fell from mid-air.
The top-grade flying sword couldn't even hold a breath in this black wind!
Seeing this scene, Su Zimo was shocked.
Elder Yu looked ugly and said slowly: "Golden elixir strange phenomenon, bone-eroding black wind!"
"It turns out that this is the golden elixir phenomenon."
Su Zimo was secretly speechless.
Although he had heard about the horror of golden elixir phenomena, this was the first time he saw it.
Among the golden elixir masters, there are very few who can cultivate the golden elixir vision.
With the golden elixir vision, he can crush almost all the golden elixir masters without the vision!
Regardless of whether it is the Qi Condensation Realm, the Foundation Establishment Realm or the Golden Core Realm, the source of power is spiritual energy and spiritual power, and the methods used for training and fighting are all spiritual techniques.
The golden elixir vision is the ultimate in spiritual arts!
Among spiritual arts, visions are honored!
Therefore, under the Nascent Soul Realm, those who possess the golden elixir vision are the most powerful golden elixir masters.
"Die to me!"
Peng Yue's voice was cold, his sleeves and robes waved, and the black wind condensed into a huge vortex, as if an ancient ferocious beast opened its huge mouth and swallowed the elder of Piaomiao Peak instantly.
Wenxuan wanted to save him, but it was too late.
Click!
The amulet on the sect elder's body shattered instantly.
"ah!"
A bloodcurdling cry came out.
Under the blow of the black wind, the flesh and blood on the sect elder's body began to disintegrate, and within a few breaths, only a black skeleton was left, lifeless.
"ah!"
Another scream came.
A Jindan Daoist in the Blood Crow Palace was suddenly hit by a cloud of raindrops, and countless blood holes suddenly appeared all over his body.
This man's body was riddled with holes and his eyes were dim. He fell from mid-air and it seemed that he would not survive.
Tick tock!
Only then did everyone hear the sound of raindrops falling.
More dense, more clear, more urgent!
Where did the rain come from
Everyone followed the sound.
I saw a heavy rain suddenly pouring down around Wenxuan.
The raindrops are as slender as swords, exuding an extremely sharp edge!
Golden elixir vision, misty sword rain!
Under Wenxuan's golden elixir vision, the real Jin elixir of the Blood Crow Palace was unable to fight back and fell on the spot!
Wenxuan was always able to remain calm when he saw ten Jindan Daoists on the other side, and even when Elder Chen rebelled. It was because he was a perfect Jindan and had cultivated the Jindan phenomenon.
Even if the opponent has ten Jindan Daoists, Wenxuan still has this confidence, and will kill them all here in the future!
This is the power of the golden elixir vision!
But now, when Peng Yue also showed the golden elixir vision, Wenxuan realized that something was wrong.
To be precise, it is extremely serious and a matter of life and death!
As a Jindan realm spirit demon, Yu Fei looked calm and protected the blood-robed young man as he landed on the ground.
The blood-robed young man smiled coldly, waved his hand and said: "Cut the battlefield, Peng Yue, kill the two remaining Jindan Daoists in the air as soon as possible, and leave the other foundation-building monks to us."
"As you command!"
Peng Yue, who was in mid-air, nodded in agreement.
On the ground, hundreds of foundation-building monks from the Blood Crow Palace were filled with murderous intent. They bypassed Yu Fei and the young man in blood robes and headed towards the many disciples of Piaomiao Peak!
"Don't be reluctant to fight, break out of the encirclement as soon as possible and notify the sect!"
Seeing this scene, Wenxuan shouted loudly and decisively gave the order.
At this time, he and Elder Yu were both incapable of protecting themselves and could not support them at all.
What the blood-robed young man called cutting the battlefield was, in fact, asking Peng Yue and other Jindan masters to pull Wenxuan and others into the air and kill them!
The foundation-building monks were fighting on the ground.
In this way, whether it is the Golden Core Realm battlefield or the Foundation Establishment Realm battlefield, Blood Crow Palace has complete control over the situation.
"Breakout?"
The young man in blood robe looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "Don't be so wildly imaginative, I have no intention of letting you leave this place today. No one can leave!"
boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, Peng Yue's bone-eroding black wind collided with Wenxuan's misty sword rain, causing a loud noise.
Two completely different powers of vision competed in mid-air with terrifying momentum.
The power of the two golden elixir visions is not much different, and it is difficult to distinguish them in a short time.
In addition to Peng Yue, there are nine Jindan Daoist people in the Blood Crow Palace.
Elder Yu was the only one left beside Wenxuan.
"kill!"
Elder Chen shouted loudly and took the first step, showing no mercy.
Elder Yu gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist, but in an instant he was at a disadvantage. He was stretched thin, was in danger many times, and could die at any time.
Seeing this scene, Wenxuan roared loudly, running the golden elixir crazily, and his spiritual power poured into the vision desperately!
Wow!
Wenxuan waved his sleeves and rolled up an endless rain of swords, covering Elder Chen and others.
"court death!"
Peng Yue snorted coldly, and the black wind roared in, almost forming a tornado that connected the sky and the earth, sucking all the falling sword rain into it.
puff! puff! puff!
The two powers of vision collided and fought again, entangled together, becoming more and more intense.
Wenxuan's face was pale and his figure was swaying.
At this moment, it was like he was fighting against ten Jindan Daoists by himself!
Moreover, among these ten golden elixir masters, there is one who possesses the golden elixir vision!
He couldn't last long.