When he saw that the Ninth Elder's Nascent Soul had not escaped, the Third Elder became completely impatient. How could he care about other things at this time? Even the two disciples wanted to ignore it. After all, nothing compares to your own life.
The human heart is like this. We can only share wealth and honor, but we cannot share joys and sorrows. In the face of immortality, everything is just a cloud, and the lives of any relatives and friends become less important. It is precisely because of this that the depravity of human nature caused these monks with unstable minds to fall into the fate of cultivating demons.
At this time, the Ninth Elder had only one idea, and that was to escape from this place and rush to the bottom of the mountain. The signal for help had been sent out. He believed that as long as he persisted for a moment, he would be able to wait for their support. The death of the Ninth Elder made him give up on these people. The contempt of a child also made him start to feel a little scared.
However, no matter how hard he tried his best at this time, Song Rujing was still as stable as a mountain and could keep him busy. On the contrary, perhaps because he felt that Lin Banruo had already eliminated his opponent, Song Rujing also began to use his strength at this time, and his offensive became more and more fierce. , which made the third elder complain even more. Only then did he realize that this girl had not used her full strength from the beginning.
When she saw Lin Banruo standing calmly in the void looking at her from the corner of her eye, she was a little stubborn and snorted in her heart. She was so strong that she accelerated the pace of the attack. For a time, the whole canyon could see this place. It exudes a bright spiritual light and roars echo everywhere.
However, Zhao Jiuge felt a little helpless at this time. The situation that was originally still stalemate suddenly made him retreat step by step as Li Hechao and Liao Envoy went crazy and tried their best.
The color of the glazed golden light is getting lighter and lighter. Fortunately, he has the protection of this Sanskrit Holy Body. Otherwise, Zhao Jiuge would not be able to persist for so long in front of these two evil cultivators who are no worse than himself. After all, he has relatively little experience in life and death. , Secondly, the methods of ordinary evil cultivators are also difficult to guard against.
Seeing Lin Banruo and Song Yuan watching angrily and calmly, Zhao Jiuge didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the woman he had admired for a long time, so he simply resorted to any means, not thinking about the rapid consumption of spiritual power and what would happen later. It immediately activated the four golden-patterned dragons in his body.
The roar of the dragon suddenly rose, golden light swayed in all directions, and the roar of the dragon was shocking. Zhao Jiuge's eyes were sharp and his sword pointed at an angle. A flash of cold light flashed, and four golden-patterned dragons swept directly towards Li Hechao and Messenger Liao.
At the same time, the movement in his hand has not yet been completed, the sword is shaking continuously, and the moon is dancing in the stars. The first move was to hit the bottom of the box with two powerful moves. At this time, the eighth-grade elixir in Zhao Jiuge's dantian continued to release spiritual power, and almost half of the spiritual power integrated in the body was consumed!
There are four golden-patterned dragons intertwining and galloping around each other in front, and behind there is a huge galaxy woven by sword energy. The majestic momentum alone is frightening. This method prompted the two of them to gain a small victory in the Blood Demon Pavilion. A direct disciple can have it.
Li Hechao and Liao Envoy were a little dazed for a moment, but they quickly reacted under the overbearing pressure. Messenger Liao's eyes were crazy and bloodshot, and there was a hint of despair in his crazy look.
Next to him, Li Hechao's eyes flickered a little. He looked at the attack coming towards him, and then looked at his junior brother's side profile.
Nowadays, as the golden-patterned dragon is nourished in the Dantian, it becomes brighter and more lifelike, and the lines of the dragon scales begin to become clearer, and it has always been regarded by Zhao Jiuge as his bottom-line offensive, so he is very interested in this one of his. The means are somewhat confident. Among the four of them, he has the lowest cultivation level. He has a strong self-esteem and doesn't want others to look down on him, so he works so hard just to prove himself, even if his spiritual power is exhausted!
"Brother, let's use the elixir to fight together." Messenger Liao's voice was a little hoarse due to the urgency of his tone. The elixir was originally the foundation of everyone, but now that we are in a crisis, we don't care about it anymore. If we can let go of the righteous path and become evil cultivators in pursuit of strength, our nature is naturally a little crazy.
"Okay." Li Hechao didn't hesitate for a moment when he heard this and agreed directly. At the same time, he secretly glanced at Messenger Liao in front of him on the left.
The bloody elixir was spit out from Messenger Liao's mouth, blooming with a bloody halo, exuding a soft light, but it was a bit dazzling to the eyes.
The elixir is also a sixth-grade elixir, which is already a rare quality. It is about the size of a thumb cap. When Messenger Liao released the elixir, he immediately faced the gold-patterned dragon rushing towards him, blooming with a layer of red. The spiritual light stood in front of him and Li Hechao.
Four golden-patterned dragons, tigers, and tigers came into the wind, and faced the powerful elixir with majestic momentum. But the next moment, the sword user's pupils continued to dilate, because his senior brother did not release the spirit pills to resist the attack of the golden-patterned dragon as he thought, but relied on his own resistance to this attack. Kong Gao turned around and ran towards the entrance to the mountain tunnel on the ground.
At this moment, Messenger Liao was filled with emotions. He never thought that his senior brother, who had been practicing together for so long, would do such a thing and use himself as a shield to escape. How could he resist these double killing moves by himself
When the four golden dragons with glazed golden light competed with the halo of his elixir, Messenger Liao suddenly became shaky. He already felt that even the elixir could not prevent his fate.
"Li Hechao mistaken me...!"
Suddenly, Messenger Liao let out a long roar that shook the entire canyon, his voice filled with grief and anger. It was natural for him to feel sad after being tricked by his senior brother, not to mention that he seemed to have already seen his own fate. All the scenes in the first half of his life seemed to be passing before his eyes. Thinking of his glorious life ending up like this, he couldn't help but smile sadly.
However, when he saw that his elixir was shaking continuously and was about to be unable to resist it, Messenger Liao suddenly chuckled, and then his eyes showed madness.
"boom…"
With a crisp sound, the thumb-sized bloody elixir shattered by itself, splitting bit by bit. At this time, Messenger Liao chose to self-destruct the elixir in despair.
The bloody halo immediately spread out in all directions, with a lingering power. A monk who had cultivated in the middle stage of the spiritual elixir realm revealed that the power of the spiritual elixir could not be underestimated. The four golden-patterned dragons dimmed immediately. Behind them, there were countless galaxies transformed from sword energy. He immediately wrapped the exploding elixir and then shot it towards Messenger Liao's body.
Suddenly, both the spirit pill and his body were shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of flesh and blood. He could no longer die, and his body was torn apart by the sharp sword energy. And the elixir had already turned into annihilation.
Seeing the death of Messenger Liao, Zhao Jiuge, who was holding the 'Han Ming', couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although he was an evil cultivator, he was a man and acted like a man. He was not like Li Hechao, who was cunning by nature.
Only 20 to 30% of the spiritual power in his body was left. Thinking that he would enter the lower part of the mountain later and not know what the situation was like in that unknown place, Zhao Jiuge did not choose to chase Li Hechao who had already escaped immediately, but took out a jade. bottle, poured out the remaining two small pills, and swallowed one.
In previous battles with Li Hechao and Liao Envoy, he didn't take much advantage. He relied entirely on the Sanskrit Holy Body to last for so long, and his body only suffered a small amount of damage.
Now he had to hurry up and recover his spiritual power. Zhao Jiuge always felt uncomfortable without his spiritual power. After swallowing the purple Xiao Huan Dan, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but miss Bai Qingqing, and didn't know where she was now. These three small returning pills were originally given to him by Bai Qingqing. Thinking of this girl, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but feel gloomy because of his good mood of killing Messenger Liao.
Li Hechao couldn't help but feel a little excited when he looked at the entrance that was just around the corner. He finally escaped from the tiger's mouth. When he entered the tunnel, he would be alive. Thinking of this, Li Hechao couldn't help but smile on his face.
"Pfft..."
Suddenly, a slight sound rang out. Li Hechao's face became a little stiff, and his smile froze. Heartbreaking pain came from his abdomen, but he was no longer able to shout.
He lowered his head and glanced at his abdomen, which was already a bloody mess, with a hole the size of a fist piercing directly through his abdomen. It turned out that a sword energy passed directly through his back at some point. It was ridiculous that he hadn't noticed it before, and he was so self-righteous and proud. He didn't expect that he would not be able to escape the ending in the end.
Li Hechao's eyes gradually lost their luster, as if he had felt the passage of life in his body, but he still used the last bit of strength in his body to slowly turn around, as if he wanted to take a look at who was his murderer.
"boom…"
But just when he was about to turn around, his vision finally went dark, and he suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground. With a muffled sound, some dust on the ground rose up, and Li Hechao also died completely.
In the void.
Song Yuansheng held a dark red wooden sword in his left hand, with a stern expression and solemn eyes. Looking at Li Hechao who was lying on the ground, he said coldly, "It's okay to be a monk and become a demon, but he still betrays his trust. Damn it."
Afterwards, Song Yuansheng pursed his lips tightly and sighed. This world is all about eating. The weak eat the strong. That day, a large number of people died for treasures and to improve their strength. Human nature was also lost in front of those natural and earthly treasures. of brilliance.
At this time, all the thirty or so Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples in the canyon were dead, and only you, the third elder, are still struggling. Song Yuansheng, Zhao Jiuge and Lin Banruo faintly formed a triangle in the void, surrounding the two people who were fighting fiercely in the middle.
Song Yuansheng was still carefully watching and vigilant, while Zhao Jiuge and Lin Banruo were slowly recovering their spiritual power with the help of the medicine.
It has to be said that the third elder is relatively strong. Facing Song Rujing, a direct disciple of Xuankong Guan with profound knowledge, he is still persisting. With the help of the unique skills, although he has always been at a disadvantage, it is embarrassing, but he was not dealt with immediately. sign.
With the help of the medicine, the spiritual power in the body was slowly recovering, but Zhao Jiuge frowned deeply, and then immediately shouted loudly, "Let's take action to deal with this old thing as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble later. Remember to capture it and keep it." Live and find out what the purpose of this Blood Evil Pavilion is here!"
Because he has been hunting in the mountains since he was a child, Zhao Jiuge has a rigorous and careful nature. He can wait patiently for a day and a night in front of his prey, and he can also hunt down the prey vigorously and resolutely. Now they are not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of the worst, lest something unexpected happens later, so they take advantage of the advantage they have now to capture the Third Elder Shun and find out the truth of the matter.
Zhao Jiuge's voice was heard by several people present, and Song Yuansheng and Lin Banruo nodded in agreement. Although Song Rujing was a little unhappy, she didn't say anything. She just muttered quietly while taking action against the third elder.
As for the third elder, he heard Zhao Jiuge keep cursing and stared at Zhao Jiuge with a fierce look in his eyes.