When Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, Song Yuansheng and Lin Banruo took action together. Although Lin Banruo's spiritual power had only recovered a little, it did not prevent her from taking action. The effect of the medicine was still exerting its effect.
Zhao Jiuge did not move, because he knew that even if he went up, he would not be able to help. Facing the third elder in the late Nascent Soul realm, the strength gap was too big. It's enough for the three of them to deal with the third elder.
Feeling the three figures approaching him, the third elder became obviously furious. He had heard the screams of Lao Jiu and his apprentice before, and his whole body shuddered. He didn't want to die so early. He had not practiced so far. Easy.
But even though he was very powerful, he was instantly at a disadvantage when facing the three people's joint efforts. He kept waving the black-faced golden silk flag in his hand to fight against Song Rujing.
At this time, Lin Banruo's sword energy, Song Yuansheng's magic weapon, and the spiritual light of the 'Eight-edged Magic Mirror' came to his face. The third elder complained incessantly and felt a little desperate at the same time.
People will do some crazy things when they are desperate. Just when the third elder wanted to blow up his Nascent Soul, his eyes regained a little calmness. Rescue was coming, and he could survive as long as he persisted for a moment. .
Thinking of this, his blood surged endlessly, and he tried his best to resist the attacks of the two, but their methods were beyond what he, a weakling, could resist.
The white light of the 'Eight-edged Magic Mirror' melted immediately on the bloody mist, and Lin Banruo's sword energy directly touched the third elder's body without any resistance.
"Ahhhhh..."
A shrill cry pierced the sky, which was particularly harsh in this canyon. The third elder's physical body was instantly damaged. Even if he had a body in the Nascent Soul realm, he could not withstand this sharp sword energy.
The black-faced golden silk flag that Song Rujing was fighting with earlier lost control and the output of spiritual power, and suddenly fell from the void to the ground. Song Rujing stepped forward in the void and surrounded the body of the third elder with Song Yuansheng and Lin Banruo. .
When the shrill voice sounded in the canyon, the fifth elder who was walking out of the stone room at the bottom of the mountain couldn't help but be startled, "This is the voice of the third brother!"
The great elder had a straight face and said sternly, "Let's get out quickly, something happened!"
The Eighth Elder remained expressionless and cold, but his steps were much faster. Behind the three of them were the more than twenty elite disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion who had been in the stone room before.
In the canyon.
A black light tried to escape from the body of the third elder, but was immediately caught by Song Rujing, who had been waiting for a long time. With a wave of the green hand in his hand, the green light emitted wrapped around the surface of the black light like threads.
When the black light dissipated, the third elder's Nascent Soul was revealed, also white in appearance, wearing a red gold armor that tightly wrapped the Nascent Soul's upper body. At this moment, entangled in the green aura, the third elder's Nascent Soul bared his teeth and said in a sharp voice, "You guys, please let me go, or you guys will be able to look at me when my brothers arrive later."
With a cold snort, Song Rujing closed the green spiritual light thread with force, and the third elder's Nascent Soul's face twisted in pain.
"Are there any helpers? Tell me! What is the purpose of your coming here?" At this time, Zhao Jiuge also came forward and asked loudly. But in the face of Zhao Jiuge's inquiry, the Nascent Soul of the three elders simply ignored him and remained silent.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Jiuge quickly glanced at Song Yuansheng, and Song Yuansheng nodded lightly.
Huhu~
A group of purple flames suddenly appeared in front of Song Yuansheng, rustling in the wind. When he felt the temperature of this purple fire, the third elder's Nascent Soul was immediately frightened and screamed, "What are you going to do!"
"Tell me, honestly explain our problems clearly, otherwise I can use the Taoist soul-searching technique to find out what's in your mind, but your soul will be dead by then. I'm using the Purple Yuan Fire to You will be burned to ashes." Song Yuansheng said coldly, he would not be merciful to these evil spirits.
Hearing Song Yuansheng's words, the third elder fell silent for a moment. After a while, he slowly said, "Okay, I say, take back your Ziyuan Fire first."
In an instant, the Ziyuan Fire that was still in the void just now was withdrawn. Song Yuansheng looked at the resentful look on the face of the third elder Yuanying but did not take it seriously at all. He also knew what the third elder was planning.
Afterwards, the third elder's Nascent Soul slowly began to explain clearly what happened, allowing Zhao Jiuge and the other four to understand the purpose of the Blood Fiend Pavilion's coming here, and all the doubts were solved.
It turns out that the Blood Demon Pavilion came out of the Shiwanda Mountain deep in the Nanman Forest. The purpose of coming here was to be in the sect. When they were in the sect, their pavilion master learned a secret technique, because there were many ethnic minorities in the Nanman Forest. So this secret technique can be regarded as a witchcraft.
And this secret technique made the master of the Blood Demon Pavilion who was stuck in the late stage of Yuanying Realm for more than a hundred years ecstatic, because it recorded a secret method of blood sacrifice. Through this witchcraft and the remaining altar, with the help of the blood pool, By absorbing it, you can condense it into a soul in one fell swoop and break through to the state of transformation.
How could this news not make the Pavilion Master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion excited? So based on the records of this secret technique, he found a remaining altar from the past, just under the Nanze Mountain, so he led everyone in the sect out. , found the remaining altar at the bottom of the mountain, and built a pavilion of blood pools. Taking the sect's medicinal materials and killing nearby villagers, he built a living blood pool that was small but had amazing spiritual power.
The master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion has been practicing secret techniques with the help of this altar in the past few months and asked them to wait here, so this is why the people in Taiman Mountain say that these evil spirits have not been here for several months. What a big move, because they don't want to cause trouble and delay the main business of the pavilion master.
You must know that once their pavilion masters become masters of the Incarnation Realm, and they return to the depths of the Southern Barbarian Forest, the sphere of influence of the Blood Fiend Pavilion will definitely get closer, and their status will only rise with the tide.
And Zhao Jiuge also got a message and found out what was going on with another group of evil spirits in Nanzhou next door. That group of evil spirits was a sect called Yaolu Mountain. They were the old enemies of the Blood Demon Pavilion in the Southern Barbarian Forest. The two forces were about the same strength. This time, when they saw Wang Changrui, the master of the Blood Demon Pavilion, leading all his forces out, Yaolu Mountain thought that they had discovered some treasure or were carrying out some conspiracy in the Blood Demon Pavilion, so they also sent a large number of troops, but their strength was low. On many. This was also the reason why Ye Aotian, Xu Zhu and three others were sent to Nanzhou in the first place. It wasn't them.
Although the third elder's Nascent Soul's words were not particularly detailed, through these words combined with the information in his yellow jade tube, the four of them had a general understanding of what happened.
After listening, the four of them couldn't help but look at each other in awe. They never thought that there would be eight monks in the Nascent Soul Realm in the Blood Fiend Pavilion. The most important thing was that the master of the pavilion would be able to break through to the realm of transformation. How could he not let this happen? The four of them were shocked. If they hadn't met the four of them during this trip, their plan would have been truly successful. Once the pavilion leader Wang Changrui really broke through to the realm of god transformation, the Blood Fiend Pavilion would immediately be able to rank among the second-rate sects.
Just imagine, a god-transforming realm, nine-level Nascent Soul realm, and an evil cultivator with hundreds of disciples, can cause such a bloody storm, and how many innocent people will become dead souls.
"What should I do? Keep going or whatever."
Song Yuansheng's face was a little serious. After all, he would face an evil cultivator at the God Transformation Realm at any time. Who could tell whether the master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion had broken through? He didn't dare to make the decision alone when his life was at stake.
Without waiting for anyone else's reaction, Zhao Jiuge immediately frowned and said in a deep voice, "Go on, the purpose of our coming here is to get rid of these evil spirits, otherwise there will be another disaster waiting for the master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion to break through to the God Transformation Realm. "
Lin Banruo glanced at Zhao Jiuge with admiration and said in agreement, "How can we, as a righteous man, be afraid of moving forward just because of the slightest danger?"
Song Yuansheng saw that both of them agreed to go down, which happened to be in line with his wishes, so he agreed. As for his sister, she naturally followed him, so there was no problem.
"Hahahaha, little bastard, if you are scared now, let me go quickly. I can also plead with the Pavilion Master on your behalf to let you live later."
Seeing the four people discussing countermeasures here, the third elder's Nascent Soul couldn't help laughing, with a proud smile on his little face.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Lin Banruo glanced at him in disgust and said coldly. At the same time, the green spiritual light thread controlled by Song Rujing bound the third elder's Nascent Soul tighter.
At this moment, twenty or thirty figures appeared at the exit leading to the tunnel at the bottom of the mountain dozens of meters away.
One of the first three men was a tall elder with a kind face. As soon as he came out, he saw four men and women surrounding the body of the third elder on the ground, and at the same time restraining the third elder's Nascent Soul.
"The third child."
The great elder shouted hastily, although his physical body has been destroyed, he will still be alive as long as the Nascent Soul is still there. And looking at the corpses of the disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion on the ground around me, some of them were torn to pieces, leaving only a pile of minced flesh. The ground and the uncle around were all marked by the sword energy, and I suddenly understood in my heart that this person looked young. The strength of the four people cannot be underestimated.
After calling out "Lao San", the elder quickly looked at Zhao Jiuge and the other four with an air of aura, and yelled somewhat unkindly, "Who are you? You are the enemy of our Blood Fiend Pavilion."
When they heard someone coming out of the cave, and there were dozens of figures, Zhao Jiuge and others were suddenly shocked.
"Brother, save me. Be careful, these people are not inferior to us in strength." Seeing the figure of the great elder, the eyes of the third elder's Nascent Soul were full of excitement. He believed that he should be able to be rescued.
But after only half of a sentence, he suddenly fell silent. It turned out that Song Yuansheng saw the person coming and quickly released the Purple Yuan Fire. The roaring and burning Purple Yuan Fire instantly enveloped the third elder's Nascent Soul.
There was a crackling sound, and the third elder's Nascent Soul was melted by the terrifying Purple Yuan Fire before it even had time to make a sound.
Seeing this slightly cruel scene, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were moved, and even Song Rujing was frightened.
"If you don't kill him, he will only harm more people. Their methods are much more cruel than this. Think of the people who died tragically in their hands." Sensing the looks of the two men, Song Yuansheng explained in an old-fashioned way. .
Seeing the third elder's Nascent Soul dying in front of him, the first elder's face became ferocious, and his eyes looking at Zhao Jiuge and the other four were filled with murderous intent.
"I don't care who you are, go and pay for the death of the third child."
A roar resounded through the night sky. Not only the Great Elder, but also the Fifth Elder and the Eighth Elder on the side were equally angry. They had been practicing together for so long, how could there be no atmosphere? After all, people are animals with emotions.
"Buxuehe Trapped Spirit Array, come with me to avenge the third elder." The great elder shouted loudly.
"yes."
Then, the twenty or thirty elite disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion behind them also shouted in response.