Wang Xuan showed a strong fighting spirit in his eyes and walked towards the mountain.

Sun Erzhu hurriedly followed, and before leaving, he quickly took away Zuo Yan and the other two's storage bags, and he vaguely felt like he was flowing...

At this moment, on this Black Cloud Mountain, there are about 500 disciples from Wandu Sect, and most of them are in the late stage of Qi Condensation and the early stage of Foundation Establishment. They all witnessed the battle between Wang Xuan and Zuo Yan and the other three, and at this moment they are hiding in their caves or corners and dare not show up.

While Wang Xuan walked, his spiritual sense continued to disperse, taking away fresh lives. Even if there were occasional fish that had missed the net, they were killed by Sun Erzhu, who followed him, and took away storage bags.

During this period, no one resisted, and the leader of the Wandu Sect, Venerable Wandu, had no sound heard, nor stopped him, allowing Wang Xuan and the others to kill their disciples.

Half an hour later, Wang Xuan and the others walked to a place more than ten feet from the top of the mountain, leaving behind a dead silence.

Wang Xuan stopped and said to Sun Erzhu: "You can't help here. Search again and don't let one go. Leave it here to me!"

"Boss, I...well, be careful..."

Sun Erzhu opened his mouth to refute, but when he thought that his strength was indeed not helpful, he had to give him a reminder and turn around and walk down the mountain.

After Sun Erzhu left, Wang Xuan walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

Wang Xuan walked to the top of the mountain and looked around and saw that the entire top of the mountain was completely visible.

The entire top of the mountain is less than a hundred feet in size, and there is a cave behind it, and the stone door is closed.

In front of me is a small square of fifty feet in size. There is a formation with a faint black mist in the middle of the square. There is a man in the formation meditating with his eyes closed.

This is an old man who looks loose and slapped in black clothes and has a haggard face. There are only a few sparse strands of head above his head, and a faint sense of death radiance scattered on his body.

The whole person looks like a skeleton, as if he will die at any time.

Feeling Wang Xuan coming, the old man opened his turbid eyes and looked at Wang Xuan. Wang Xuan didn't say anything, but just looked at him quietly.

After a moment, the old man grinned and showed his black and yellow teeth, which looked very gloomy, like an evil ghost walking out of the underworld.

"This little friend, you and I have no grudges, why do you want to break into my Wanpo Sect at night?"

The old man spoke hoarsely, and his cold voice made people shudder in the night.

Wang Xuan smiled coldly and spoke coldly.

"No grievances or grievances? You defect to the demon clan and kill hundreds of disciples of my Lanyue Sect. How dare you say there is no grievances or grievances? Are you the Venerable of Wan Poison? I think you are called Wan Poison Old Ghost!"

Venerable Wanpopoison grinned and said sharply: "Whatever you call, but there will be a cause and a result in the world. I am not given by Zeng Hai, your Lanyue Sect, in this way? I heard that the old ghost is dead, which is really satisfying! Hahahahaha..."

At the end of the speech, the voice was filled with a hint of madness.

Wang Xuan smiled slightly and said coldly: "Are you ready? If you want to fight, fight, don't try to delay time!"

When the Venerable Wanpo was stunned when he heard this, a hint of spirit appeared in his turbid eyes.

"You are very meticulous in your mind, and you can see it! Yes, you will die today, so it's okay to tell you. My life span is about to end, and there is no hope of breaking through, but now it's different. With this Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Array, I can be very sure to break the pill into a baby!"

"Speaking of this, I want to thank you for killing them all, which saved me a lot of trouble. If you don't come, I can only do it myself, but it is inevitable that I will be greatly reduced when absorbing it. With your help, I can absorb it with all my strength!"

After the Venerable Wanpo, the black fog in the formation was vast and condensed into grimaces, with more than a thousand.

Wang Xuan looked at it intently, including Zuo Yan, Lin Qing, and all the disciples of Wandu Sect he killed today.

These ghost faces were their souls. They looked at Wang Xuan one by one, their eyes were filled with resentment, and they made a silent roar, as if they wanted to break free from the constraints of the formation and rushed towards Wang Xuan.

The Venerable Wanpo snorted coldly and made a complex set of seal techniques with both hands. The souls were instantly torn and brought to the center of the formation, and were swallowed by the Venerable Wanpo snatched into the body one by one.

As the continuous devouring of the Lord Wanpo, the cultivation aura of the Ten Thousand Poisons continued to grow, and in a blink of an eye it grew to just a little short of the Nascent Soul.

Wang Xuan's eyes condensed and he thought to himself: "You can't let him absorb it anymore. Once he succeeds in forming a baby, it will be difficult to kill him..."

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan took out the Broken Sky Sword and was about to take action.

However, at this moment, the last wisp of soul was sucked into the body by the Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons. The Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons' cultivation level exploded, and a pressure belonging to the Nascent Soul cultivator spread.

"Hahaha... kid, it's too late! I finally got the Nascent Soul! To thank you, I will let you die a little bit... kid, die!"

The Wanpo Venerable burst into laughter, waved his right hand, and shouted softly: "Reincarnation Sea of ​​Blood!"

As his words fell, a sea of ​​more than ten feet of blood suddenly appeared in front of him, and countless miserable figures were rolling and rising inside them, including monks and mortals.

As the sea of ​​blood surged, he rushed straight to Wang Xuan!

Wang Xuan's eyes shrank, his hair stood up all over his body, and a strong life and death crisis surged into his heart. Wang Xuan had a sense that if he was swallowed by this sea of ​​blood, he would become a part of this sea of ​​blood.

"What kind of spell is this?!"

Under this strong life and death crisis, Wang Xuan had no time to think. The Broken Sky Sword was in his hand, and the white tiger in the sea of ​​consciousness roared to the sky, and the aura of killing surged wildly.

Wang Xuan raised the Duantian Sword with both hands, and the cultivation and killing aura of all his body rushed into the Duantian Sword wildly. Then he slashed down with a fierce sword, and a golden sword light of more than one meter burst out!

Wang Xuan has been constantly comprehending the shocking sword for many days and is becoming more and more proficient in the shocking sword. At this moment, he will use the strongest sword directly under the crisis of life and death!

The golden sword light fell down and slashed directly onto the sea of ​​blood, almost slashing the sea of ​​blood into two halves.

The sea of ​​blood was surging and rolling, and all the figures inside roared shrillly to resist the power of the golden sword light.

The golden sword light and the sea of ​​blood were constantly swallowing each other. After more than ten breaths, the golden sword light became fainter and weaker, and the sea of ​​blood became smaller and smaller, and had turned into three feet in size.

Finally, the golden sword light slowly dissipated, and the sea of ​​blood shrank a little again.

The eyes of the Venerable Wanpoison condensed, and the power of cultivation rushed into the sea of ​​blood wildly. The sea of ​​blood expanded again, and in the blink of an eye it reached a five-meter-sized size.

Just now, this sword almost used up half of Wang Xuan's cultivation, which made him feel a little weak.

But in the crisis of life and death, there was no need to think too much. Wang Xuan gritted his teeth and raised the Broken Sky Sword high again and slashed it with one sword!

The golden sword light fell down, dividing the sea of ​​blood into two. After more than ten breaths, the sea of ​​blood and the golden sword light slowly faded at the same time until it disappeared...

Wang Xuan's cultivation was almost exhausted, and he was breathing heavily, enduring his fatigue, staring at the Venerable Wan Poison. At the same time, the hidden acupoints in his body were absorbing spiritual energy hungrily and constantly replenishing the consumed cultivation.

The Venerable Wanpo was not feeling well at this moment. The strongest spell was actually broken, which was a big blow to him.

At this moment, his eyes were red, he stared at Wang Xuan tightly, and said hoarsely: "Boy, I really underestimated you! But you have almost no cultivation now, right? Why do you still fight me now!"

Wang Xuan smiled slightly, clenched his fists, raised his hand, and said coldly: "Just this!"
Chapter completed!