Chapter 78: Enchanted
Red Dust Sword Gate.
Above Tianjian Pavilion Square.
The cultivators looked at the Taoist scammers in the Eight Trigrams mirror opened by Murong Xue, and used their great powers to put the old man Tianhuang and a mountain that was dozens of miles into their palms. A chill felt in their hearts.
Given the current situation of Kongchen Sword Sect, if this fool attacks, I am afraid that Hongchen Sword Sect will turn into dust in an instant.
Zhang Hao was anxious and thought about how to avoid this catastrophe.
All the cultivators were frowning and uneasy.
After a moment, Zhang Hao suddenly remembered something, and the uneasiness in his heart calmed down slightly and turned around and said, "Everyone comes with me, let's go underground!"
At this time, the golden eagle above her head made a clear cry, and led the two of them into the Tianjian Pavilion Square. It was Qingxu of the Daode Sect and Qingling.
Xiaozi sat on the golden toad and rushed over from the steps, while the black third son followed behind him.
When Zhang Hao saw everyone turning back, he said, "Let's go!"
After saying that, he walked into the cave next to the cold pond first, and the cultivators followed him and entered one after another.
After a moment, he arrived at the river bank of Weimingyuan. Zhang Hao jumped into the river, and the cultivators followed him and jumped down from the cliff one after another.
The disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect originally had only more than one hundred people in the inner and outer sects. The panic caused by this vision caused most of the disciples outside to scatter, and the remaining disciples were only more than thirty.
Among them, none of the twenty-one disciples who entered the inner sect in Cuigu left, and there were six more reliable inner sect disciples under Zhang Yuefeng who were responsible for handling various chores and sects.
The rest are the elite backbone members of the Hongchen Sword Sect today, led by Zhang Hao, followed by Murong Xue, Zhang Yuefeng, and Xiaozi.
There are now thirty-one disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect.
Zhang Hao fell into the water and carefully investigated the spirit. The Red Flame Fuxi spirit-swalking beast had not yet woken up since it absorbed the spirit of the gray bird last time. The Red Flame Fuxi divine turtle opened its sleepy eyes in the tower and continued to sleep.
The disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect had just entered the bottom of the river in the water.
The cultivation sects in Tianhuang began to be in a real chaos, and countless white bones emerged from the depths of the ground. Before many low-level cultivation sects could react, they were pulled into the ground and were absorbed by the white bone's hands, and turned into a faceless wandering soul, floating around.
Liu Yan looked at the high cliff standing on a high cliff, looking at the disciples of Qixuan Sect and Sancai Sect fighting fiercely, all kinds of small magic tricks, and they were very lively.
Looking at the disciples of Qixuan Sect who are gradually at a disadvantage.
Liu Yan waved the mace in his hand and pointed at Liu Suifeng on the mountainside and said proudly: "The little thief goes down the mountain immediately and fights with his grandfather for three hundred rounds. Grandpa will leave you a complete body!"
Liu Suifeng took a look at the disciples in the sect having fewer and fewer battles, and he didn't feel much sad. These disciples were too talented and had to supply spirit stones every month. Now, I am afraid that they can't stay there anymore. It would be better if these disciples died, so as not to become a burden with them.
Thinking of this, Liu Suifeng sneered and said, "Liu Yan, you a scum in the cultivation world who took advantage of the situation, what qualifications do you have to fight with me!"
After hearing Liu Suifeng's words, Yi Yan stomped his feet and cursed: "They have all killed up the mountain, and they still have the intention to take advantage of the arguments. If you continue to curse like this, I am afraid that all the disciples of the Qixuan Sect will be killed by the disciples of the Sancai Sect!"
Yi Yan held an ordinary big knife and wanted to rush down.
Su Lun looked at Yi Yan and Yi Yan and said, "If you want to die, I won't stop you, but some people are hoping that these people will die completely!"
Yi Yan heard the heart tilted, and his body rushed forward stopped immediately. He inserted the big knife in his hand into the halberd beside his waist and cursed: "Liu Yan, you turtle bastard, a bandit who is killed by heaven. I will strip you alive and buried you on the hillside!"
After saying that, he looked up at the sky and burst into laughter.
Yi Yan cursed and peeked at Liu Suifeng, but he thought in his heart that this senior brother was too vicious!
While thinking, he lifted the hem of the Taoist robe, took out the things under his crotch and pissed, and smiled while peeding, "Grandpa, come and kill me here!"
Liu Yan hated others about his events the most in his life. Since he entered Tianhuang, he was considered the number one person in Tianhuang. But he knew in his heart that neither Hongchenzi nor Piaomiao Taoist nor Baimei Zhenren of the Taoist Sect had ever taken him seriously, but because in the eyes of these cultivators, he was a bully wearing a Taoist robe.
At this moment, when he heard Yi Yan Jie Duo's heart was furious, he lifted the big mace in his hand, rushed into the melee disciples, waved his hands, and in a moment, he killed dozens of disciples from the Qixuan Sect.
Liu Suifeng had a wrong situation and said lightly: "Now the plan of Qixuan Sect no longer exists, so let's break up here! We will have nothing to do in the future!"
Yi Yan felt a little sad when he heard this, but he thought that Liu Suifeng was very cunning and was not an easy person to get along with. If he was with him, he would be sold by this guy one day. He opened his mouth and stopped talking. He just remembered that Taoist Piaomiao was kind to him at least, so he turned around and knelt down on the mountainside, and worshiped a few times in the direction of Piaomiao Peaching Peak.
He lifted the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the mountainside. Liu Yan was in the midst of a melee and did not pay attention to Yi Yan. Moreover, in his eyes, Liu Suifeng was his opponent, so Yi Yan rushed very smoothly. In just a moment, he rushed into the crowd. After killing several disciples of the Sancai Sect, he raised several heads and used a big knife to provoke Liu Yan who was in the midst of a melee: "Liu Yan, you are a mischievous, grandpa, you will not play with you today, so I will take the head of your disciple to pay tribute to the soul of my predecessor. First, keep the head on your neck. I will go back in the future!"
After saying that, he smirked and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.
At this moment, a huge white bone hands suddenly appeared on the hard bluestone steps, pulling all the disciples into the ground. In just a moment, these disciples had no cultivation and turned into a faceless wandering soul to float out.
Seeing this opportunity, Yi Yan escaped quickly, and avoided the grasp of the white bones' hands underground. In just a moment, he disappeared without a trace.
Su Lun looked at the cultivators being pulled into the ground one by one, feeling frightened and uneasy. When he looked back, Liu Suifeng had disappeared without a trace.
Su Lun was shocked. Why did the senior brother's cultivation reach such a state? Just as he was in a state of confusion, he suddenly found that the sound of golden swords fighting came from the underground of the North Gate.
I saw Liu Suifeng being pulled into the ground by a big white bone hand, and the white bones were covered with gray mist.
The long whip in Liu Suifeng's hand shook countless whip shadows, and the spiritual energy in his body increased wildly, but he could not escape the grasp of the giant white bone hand.
When Su Lun saw that he was shocked, he used a light body technique to fly down the mountain, and his spiritual sense quietly unfolded and carefully guarded against abnormal situations underground.
When Liu Suifeng saw that Su Lun was trapped in the giant white bone hand, he didn't come to save him, but instead fled alone, and a gray black mist appeared in his eyes.
His hands danced, and a dark evil spirit burst out from his fingers.
The evil spirit gathered more and more, and in just a moment, the entire white bone giant hand was wrapped around.
When Liu Yan saw that the giant white bone hands were everywhere, his heart was filled with chills, and beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. Suddenly, he heard a muffled sound from the mountainside. He saw a big white bone hands burst open, and next to the big white bone hands was a man with black air all over his body.
Liu Yan looked carefully and was shocked: "Liu Suifeng, why did you become like this!"
The black aura was covered with blackness, and the Taoist robe on her body turned into a dark and weird black robe. There was a city embroidered on the chest of the black robe, with soldiers standing inside, and the formation was as strict as the Shura hell.
You...you...you are...!
A stream of black smoke attacked and turned into a ball of evil spirits, instantly sealing Liu Yan's six consciousnesses. A strange big hand stretched out from the black smoke, covering Liu Yan's heavenly gate, but for a few breaths, Liu Yan's cultivation was sucked cleanly.
Liu Suifeng glanced at Liu Yan who was sucked into a human, sneered, and danced his hands repeatedly, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, absorbing all the cultivation levels of the remaining Sancai Sect and Qixuan Sect disciples into their bodies.
In a moment, more than thirty corpses were added on the mountainside.
Liu Suifeng only glanced around and sacrificed a magic weapon and flew into the air, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Dao Chi looked at the disappearing Liu Suifeng and smiled and said to himself: "I am extremely cunning, cruel and ruthless, but I know how to be patient. Although I am just talented, I can also get into the door and wall!"
Chapter completed!