The white light dissipated, and Le Yuan once again walked out of the transfer of the soul-returning fairy dream, but just after the transfer was completed, he smelled the smell of blood in the air around him.
"Is this bloody smell a human being?"
Although Le Yuan is not a beast, his sense of smell definitely exceeds that of most living things. After feeling it calmly, he can tell that the bloody smell comes from human blood. However, what puzzled Le Yuan was that the bloody smell did not come from one individual, but seemed to be produced after the death of a large number of humans, and the bloody smell was also mixed with a very strange smell.
Other scents? Not human, not demon, not god, demon, fairy, any aura that Le Yuan has come into contact with is different. Although Le Yuan felt a vague sense of familiarity in this breath, he could not remember who this familiarity came from.
Le Yuan did not rush to the place where the bloody energy condensed. Instead, after standing still, he instantly spread his spiritual sense to the surrounding masters. His spiritual sense expanded outwards, ten feet, one hundred feet, one thousand feet... After continuously spreading, Le Yuan finally managed to spread his spiritual sense. I learned where I was that this was actually a small island in the sea.
Le Yuan did not scan the life and death of every creature on the island with his spiritual sense unscrupulously. Such a scan could easily alert others. With Le Yuan's control, anyone with a level B or above would be alert, and there was no way he could hide it from everyone.
Le Yuan followed the bloody smell, and after walking no more than a mile, he saw a bloody scene like a slaughterhouse. I saw countless Taoist priests in yellow robes lying in a pool of blood. At a glance, there were thirty people there, and this was only one source of the bloody air. According to Le Yuan's perception, there were three or four closest sources.
As Le Yuan passed by the Taoist priests of the unknown sect who fell to the ground one by one, his spiritual sense swept over them. Then the smile on Le Yuan's face gradually dissipated. Without exception, these people were all killed in one blow. Damn it, it was the same person who did it. Some of them were killed with one blow without even having a chance to react.
Although this group of people are dead, the true energy in their bodies has not completely dissipated, and Le Yuan can still feel what kind of cultivation they had before their death. They are all masters. They are all top-notch players in the world. None of them are lower than D level. Some of them have even been immersed in C level for many years, and their strength has already reached perfection.
The wounds that caused fatal injuries to this group of people were neither knife marks, nor gunshot wounds, nor finger-tiger scratches. The wounds were very slender, as if they had been marked out with a judge's pen, but Le Yuan looked at them carefully. The wounds were definitely not made one by one with a judge's pen, but were poked out by a person with his fingers in an instant. This person's strength was definitely not inferior to that of the leader of Shushan, Qingwei.
He was able to kill a group of cultivators as easily as he slaughtered chickens and sheep, without using any weapons, just with one finger. Without the power of refining the gods, the almost immortal body would not be able to reach such a clean and neat level.
"Uh-huh-"
Among the group of corpses, a faint moan suddenly came out. The owner of this voice was so weak that even Le Yuan was almost filled with it. In other words, he had already held his breath and died when he was attacked, and he accidentally woke up just now. Unfortunately, his injuries were too severe to be treated, and he could only let out a soft cry.
Le Yuan came to him, the blue water spirit power in his hand filled his body, and a [Misty Rain Resurrection] tried to pull him back from the gate of hell, but his heart veins had been destroyed by that finger. Although the power of Yanyu's resurrection could temporarily bring him back, unfortunately his body could not be completely repaired and he still had to die.
"Who are you and what's going on here?"
"Well - I... am Taojue of the Penglai sect of the East China Sea. There is an evildoer coming. Go to... Lai Yujian... Tang... leader... "
This disciple of the Penglai sect named Dao Jue was seriously injured. Even if Le Yuan extended his life, he still looked like he was dying and could die at any time. However, his words were enough for Le Yuan to get enough information. Although it was a bit rash, there was only one time point that fit the current situation.
That is, after the plot of Fairy Sword III began, Evil Sword Immortal pretended to be Qingwei, the leader of the Shushan Sect, and almost destroyed the Penglai Sect of the East China Sea. At this point in time, theoretically the protagonist and his party, including Zixuan, Jingtian and Tang Xuejian, will come to the Penglai faction for help.
However, Le Yuan is a little confused. His being sent here should also indicate that the protagonist and his party are also here. So how can Zixuan bump into Jingtian and others from Manzhou again and then come to the Penglai sect.
Yes, Zixuan is here too. When Le Yuan heard that this was Penglai Island, he immediately tried to find traces of Zixuan. He never thought that he would actually find Zixuan in this search.
However, in addition to Zixuan, Le Yuan also felt two other very familiar auras around her, people who should not have been involved in today's matter.
"Could it be that these two people are... but how come they came to Penglai together by such a coincidence?"
Le Yuan looked at the Penglai disciple Dao Jue who had completely collapsed due to the exhaustion of his energy. He did not stop any longer and rushed towards the Penglai Imperial Sword Hall using Zixuan as the standard for spatial positioning.
When Le Yuan entered the Penglai Royal Sword Hall, what he saw was not the scene where the Evil Sword Immortal defeated the protagonist and others. On the contrary, the Evil Sword Immortal was in a weak position at this time. He didn't look like the culprit who had just massacred the Penglai sect. He looked like a weakling that anyone could step on.
There were only seven people in the entire Penglai Imperial Sword Hall. As the host, Shang Fengzi, the head of the Penglai Sect, was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and looked seriously injured. Shang Fengzi, who looked not even sixty years old, would never have been imagined by ordinary people. Ninety to six. It's a pity that Shang Fengzi, who has a lot of grades, can hardly find a way to go further, and his strength is only B level.
On the other side, whether it was Zixuan, Jingtian, or Tang Xuejian, all of whom knew the audience, they were watching how the Evil Sword Immortal with a delicate face not far away was beaten violently.
Liu Mengli, the young master of the fantasy underworld, and Han Lingsha, the cute girl in red with buns and buns. Why did these two girls who had never appeared in the Penglai sect appear in the Penglai sect, and why did they not take action against the evil sword fairy? Le Yuan could not figure out why. You know, but the only thing you can know is that the current Evil Sword Immortal is just a non-player with only B-level median strength.
Is the Evil Sword Immortal strong? Of course it is powerful. It can enter anyone's body and destroy human cultivation by eroding the human soul. It does not belong to any of the six realms in the traditional sense, and can become stronger through evil thoughts.
But this Evil Sword Immortal is only too powerful. After all, everything has its roots. Demons are cultivated from monsters, and bloodline is the most important word. Bloodline determines the upper limit of their growth; while gods were created by Fuxi picking the fruit of the sacred tree. Most of them are the essence of heaven and earth, so their qualifications are extraordinary; while humans are relatively different. In terms of foundation, the foundation is much worse. Only the understanding should be looked at. Demons have practiced for thousands of years, but humans can become immortals in only a hundred years.
People's understanding can help them make up for their weak foundation, but their own innate foundation limits them from being able to become the top beings in the world even if they become immortals. At this time, they need to use external forces to make up for the flaws in their own foundation.
The foundation of the Evil Sword Immortal is the evil thoughts of the Five Elders of Shushan. The level of the Five Elders of Shushan is really not good enough. Although the Evil Sword Immortal broke out of the tower in just over half a year, his strength has already grown from B-level to mid-level B. However, his limit is at the peak of B-level or half-step to A-level, and he is not among the peak gods and demons. Column, this kind of strength can only show off its majesty in the restricted area of the world of gods and demons, and cannot threaten the security of the six realms at all.
Why did Mo Zunzunlou turn a blind eye to the Evil Sword Immortal several times and had no intention of taking action? One of them is that he feels that killing this aggregation of human evil thoughts is simply dirtying his own hands, and the other is that something of this strength is not worthy of him.
The long and deep music of the harp echoed in the Yujian Hall. No one would not feel refreshed and happy by such beautiful music, except for the enemy Evil Sword Immortal. The Evil Sword Immortal felt that he was unable to move even an inch in the music of the harp, and his strength was suppressed by 40%. Only then did the woman in red press forward step by step.
But when Han Lingsha saw Le Yuan suddenly appearing in the Sword Control Hall, she couldn't help but stop swinging her double thorns at the Evil Sword Immortal, and stared straight at Le Yuan who had just appeared. The abyss does not let go.
Good opportunity, if you don’t attack now, I will kill you later!
The Evil Sword Immortal doesn't care about showing mercy. When Han Lingsha was cornered just now, Han Lingsha also had no intention of showing mercy. When her pair of thorns made of fairy gold slashed across the body of the Evil Sword Immortal, they were attacking the Evil Sword Immortal's evil aura, weakening the Evil Sword Immortal's strength in disguise.
However, he saw that Qingwei's right hand transformed by the Evil Sword Immortal suddenly showed its original shape and turned into a huge sharp claw that did not look like a human at all. It approached Han Lingsha's heart at an extremely fast speed. Even if it really wanted to hit Han Lingsha, The yarn has become an immortal, and it will also fade away and die.
"Be careful..." Both Jingtian, Tang Xuejian, and the injured Shang Fengzi quickly exclaimed.
"Uh-what?"
The claw that was about to penetrate Han Lingsha's heart stopped just ten centimeters away from Han Lingsha. In this scene, even the attacker, the Evil Sword Immortal, could not imagine who in the room could stop his sneak attack.
"Lingsha, you can't desert during a battle. Not everyone can save you every time. What if I fail to take action?"
But he saw Le Yuan's right hand grasping the claws of the Evil Sword Immortal, preventing his piercing claws from making any further progress.
"You... you are..."
Looking at Le Yuan, a man who could easily stop his attack, the Evil Sword Immortal suddenly felt that it was difficult to move an inch. Even if he wanted to fight back, he felt like he would be torn apart in the next second, and the fear of death if he moved enveloped his whole body.
"Well done, don't let this monster pretend to be the leader of Shushan!"
Seeing Le Yuan successfully prevent the Evil Sword Immortal from killing people, Tang Xuejian happily cheered Le Yuan on when he saw Le Yuan's back.
"Evil spirit body? Immortal body? What a joke!"
Le Yuan's right hand turned into the devil's right arm, and the Gangfeng turned into a sword blade and wrapped it in his hand instantly. In one thousandth of a second, he split the Evil Sword Immortal in two from top to bottom with one sword.
"Kachi—"
Le Yuan turned his hand into a blade and cut the Evil Sword Immortal in half. Although the Evil Sword Immortal was the incarnation of evil thoughts, it was difficult to kill without flesh and blood. But there is a core of evil thoughts in his condensed body, which can be killed as long as it is exposed.
However, the core of evil thoughts will not be forced out unless it is a life-or-death situation. Le Yuan's strike only temporarily reduced the power of the evil sword fairy, and he can make up for it as long as he is willing to spend time.
"Damn it, I will repay this revenge tenfold!"
The right half of the Evil Sword Immortal's body turned into black mist in an instant, and he took the opportunity to slip away with a harsh word. The Evil Sword Immortal's ability to escape without exposing his true body is also considered unique. Although he does not have the space to move quickly, it is difficult to catch up even if he wants to catch up.
And when Le Yuan turned around to look at Zixuan and others, he couldn't help but was stunned. He unexpectedly saw a very familiar face next to Zixuan. That face was exactly the same as his