Nanze Mountain Canyon.
The flames of the huge bonfire in the middle seemed to be swaying a little under the night wind. As time went by, the wood around the bonfire gradually burned out, so the light was not as bright as before, but with a tinge of light. A hint of darkness.
Surrounded by a group of elite disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion, Li Hechao drank a little and became more and more excited. After picking up the wine jar and taking a sip of wine, Li Hechao pursed his lips and looked around Li, and said in surprise, "Hey, What about that little guy Zhu Liangjun, why haven't you come back after being gone for so long?"
"Senior Brother Li, I think Senior Brother Zhu has drunk too much. He may be lying down somewhere and hiding, and he doesn't dare to come and drink." The young man who was as thin as a monkey said with a smile.
As soon as the young man's words came out, the surrounding disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion burst into laughter, and even Li Hechao burst into laughter.
"Boom~"
An invisible aura suddenly filled the canyon, followed by an aura of spiritual elixir realm cultivation, and fluctuations in spiritual power instantly penetrated the canyon.
Li Hechao's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly woke up from the drunkenness all over his body. When he saw that this spiritual power fluctuation was transmitted from the secret place, he understood something instantly, but he thought it was just Zhu Liangjun coveting that. A woman's beauty can't help but be strong.
The drunken Blood Demon Pavilion disciples were instantly awakened by the fluctuation of spiritual power. They were in this canyon to protect the passage in the belly of the same mountain. Now that there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power, they naturally did not dare to be careless. After all, they already knew According to the news, Yao Lushan, the archenemy of the Blood Demon Pavilion, has long been watching the area. Moreover, this matter is not trivial. It is related to the life and death of the sect. The master of the pavilion has already issued a death order, so these disciples do not dare to be careless about the slightest disturbance.
"Senior Brother Li, what's going on? Do you want to go over and take a look?" a Blood Fiend Pavilion disciple next to Li Hechao asked in a deep voice. He looked solemnly at the secret cell a hundred meters away. Not only him, but also the other disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion looked in that direction. The spiritual power in their bodies was slowly starting to circulate, and they were ready to deal with unexpected events at any time.
"Well, let's go. Let's go and take a look. I think it's probably Zhu Liangjun who can't bear the thing below. Even the person I dedicated to the master dares to understand." Li Hechao said with a somewhat unhappy voice.
However, when the words just fell, his pupils shrank for a while, because he suddenly felt that something was not right, his face immediately became nervous, and then he shouted loudly, his voice became a little sharp because of the nervousness.
"That spiritual power fluctuation is not the aura of Zhu Liangjun at all. It does not have the aura of our Blood Demon Pavilion. Enemy attack!"
The expressions of the disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion around him immediately changed, their spiritual powers began to circulate instantly, and their auras bloomed. Everyone holds the magic weapon in their hands.
"Hey, don't you think it's too late to realize it now?" A faint voice came from the air, which shocked Li Hechao and others, and they quickly looked up into the sky.
I saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing with a sword in the air. He spoke with a faint smile on his face. The young man was flying a flying sword and holding an eight-sided mirror the size of a palm in his left hand. It was Song Yuansheng.
There are three figures beside this young man. A figure is cold and cold, with a slender ice-blue flying sword on its feet, swinging unsteadily, and a plain dress like a flower floating in the air. At this moment, the woman looked down with a cold face.
There is also a young girl with empty hands and a relaxed expression. She is stepping on a wooden sword under her feet and looking at them below with her lovely eyes. Although the girl is stepping on a wooden sword, the luster around her is obviously not one. An ordinary wooden sword.
The last figure was a little weaker than the other three. He was dressed in black brocade clothes, carrying a plain scabbard, and riding a blue-white slender flying sword that exuded a chill. At this moment, he was looking at them with a frown and an unkind expression. .
The auras of the four of them were not weak, and the spiritual light emanating from their bodies was particularly dazzling under the night. This made Li Hechao feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. Looking at the appearance of the sword-wielding man, the auras of three of them were much higher than him. There are three Nascent Soul realms and one who is equal to him in the Spiritual Pill realm.
This made Ta feel miserable. Jiu was so cultivated at such a young age, so it was no wonder that he had misjudged him. No one would have thought that there were several young men with such unbelievable cultivation. It looked like they were not disciples of Yaolu Mountain. Having been enemies for so many years, he knew that he could not teach such a disciple with Yaolu Mountain's background.
Thinking of this, Li Hechao suddenly felt a little hope in his heart. The figure exploded, exuding a bloody light, Yu Jian rose into the air, looked at the four people in front of him and asked cautiously, "I don't know who they are." At this time, some disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion controlled various The magic weapon stepped into the void and stood behind Li Hechao.
"The person who wants your life!" After Zhao Jiuge said this, he didn't care. He stamped his right foot and stood in the void. He raised his right hand and the 'Han Ming' sword fell into his palm.
Then he waved his sword without any explanation, and silver light splashed everywhere. The sword energy was full of energy, and it went directly towards Li Hechao and the Xueha Pavilion disciples behind him. After killing Zhu Liangjun before, the four of them directly used their swords to slaughter all the Blood Demon Pavilion disciples guarding the canyon, and then turned around in a circle before arriving above them.
Song Rujing had been holding back her anger for a long time. Seeing Zhao Jiuge taking the lead, she was not willing to lag behind. A two-foot-sized green Ruyi appeared in her hand, which was full of emerald green and bright in color.
This magic weapon is called 'Bitian Ruyi'. It is a powerful spiritual weapon and is deeply loved by Song Rujing. Because they have a wide range of content in Hanging Buddhism and are proficient in all kinds of magic, formations, swords and techniques, so she and Song Yuansheng's The skills are also different. This is not a model at all like other sects.
Song Rujing's white and tender palms were raised so casually, and rays of green light rolled up, like tiny threads, and instantly went towards the disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion on the ground. Each ray of light carried a peaceful aura, and cooperated with it. With Song Rujing's late stage Nascent Soul Realm strength, she directly crushed and obliterated the seven or eight Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples on the ground.
The seven or eight Blood Demon Pavilion disciples who had not taken off were already weaker than the others. When this girl Song Rujing took action, they could not even resist. You must know that her strength is now fully capable of displaying the true power of the spiritual weapon. What a power.
Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw that Song Rujing's action had such a big effect. This girl's strength was even more perverted than that girl Shasha's.
Li Hechao saw that in the blink of an eye, seven or eight disciples were killed directly, and he was shocked and angry in his heart. The number of their Blood Fiend Pavilion sect was not large in the first place, but so many died at once, and the most important thing was three Yuan Ying realms. Unable to resist, the elders are all at the bottom of the mountain. The only thing they are looking forward to now is to delay the time and wait for the master to come up.
There was no time to take care of anything else, because Zhao Jiuge's sword energy was already crisscrossing towards them.
"Come with me and take action." Li Hechao shouted, taking the lead to move and fight with both hands.
A ball of blood-colored spiritual light appeared, and then the air was exuding a strong smell of blood type. Some of the disciples behind Li Hechao also made the same movements, while other disciples who were too late to move directly picked up the magic weapon in their hands and directly rolled the spiritual energy to fight against it. Zhao Jiuge's sword energy.
Then a thick bloody aura appeared in front of Li Hechao, and the bloody aura continued to gather. As soon as the sword energy came into contact with the bloody aura, Zhao Jiuge clearly felt that it was difficult to move, as if there was a sticky feeling that made the sword Qi cannot display its sharp edge.
Zhao Jiuge was a little shocked, thinking that the methods of these demons were too weird. No wonder so many monks had lost their nature and were willing to follow this path, just because of their fast cultivation speed and strong strength. With the same level of cultivation, the evil spirits are much stronger than them.
Then Li Hechao's mind moved, and the bloody aura with the fishy wind and the aura emitted by the magic weapons attacked Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge was a little overwhelmed for a moment. After all, he was only a mid-level cultivator in the spiritual elixir realm, and he was facing more than a dozen people.
Song Yuansheng and Lin Banruo were not originally prepared to take action, but looked at the exit leading to the tunnel not far away, because they vaguely felt that monks with Yuanying realm cultivation were coming up. But seeing this look at this moment, Zhao Jiuge couldn't resist and had to take action.
Beautiful eyes moved slightly. Lin Banruo's fair and slender hand directly held the natal flying sword in his hand, and used the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique. Suddenly, the pink sword light and phantom slashed towards the bloody aura.
Song Yuansheng's flying sword was still under his feet. When he turned his left hand, the eight-sided mirror that had been lying quietly in the palm of his hand immediately faced down.
This eight-sided mirror comes in three colors: black and white and brown and yellow. The outermost layer of the mirror is brown and yellow, showing eight sides. There are spiritual patterns flowing on each side, and the middle is black and white, with a circle of edges painted on it. , wrap the mirror with vermilion.
This mirror is called the 'Eight-sided Magic Mirror'. Although it is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, its effect is more significant when used to deal with these evil spirits who specialize in absorbing people's blood and essence for cultivation.
Under Song Yuansheng's urging, as soon as spiritual power was poured into the 'Eight-sided Magic Mirror', a bright and penetrating beam of light suddenly shone on the surface of the mirror. When this beam of light illuminated the bloody spiritual light. The sticky and difficult bloody aura suddenly melted away from the ice and snow, like a glacier meeting the scorching sun.
However, this dissolution became extremely slow after a while. With Song Yuansheng's help, the Baihua Sword Qi immediately shattered the spiritual light emitted by the magic weapons. At this time, the bloody aura was completely dissolved.
Even so, Lin Banruo and Song Yuansheng still frowned slightly. Like Zhao Jiuge just now, they both felt that the special attributes contained in the spiritual power were more difficult to deal with.
Li Hechao was shocked when he saw that the two Nascent Soul Realm monks had easily broken the cup with the combined means of everyone. He was shocked and a little desperate at the same time. Just when he didn't know what to do, a voice suddenly sounded here. Under the quiet night sky, Li Hechao suddenly showed a happy expression.
"Hahaha, it's rare to find such good cauldrons. I'm really lucky today."
The sound was loud, wrapped in spiritual power, from far to near, so that the entire canyon could clearly hear it, and three figures came from the exit of the tunnel.
Three spiritual lights flashed in the void and arrived in the middle of the canyon, also standing in the void.