Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

"Fellow Daoist Xinming is indeed very powerful. He took down this evil cultivator with just a little trick."

Seeing that the battle was settled, Cimei Xionghe stepped forward to flatter him. Looking at Zhiyi, who had driven them away with a spell, they were deeply moved. The other party was also taken down by Xinming with one move.

The blessing of the spiritual weapon was so terrifying.

"Evil cultivators... In fact, they can no longer be considered human beings." Xinming paused and gathered the four cultivators together. "There are still things that interest me in the night."

The long sword fell and flew to a place in the night, landing in front of Jiang Yu.

"I've been discovered."

The long sword that fell in front of him controlled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form spiritual pressure like a foundation-building cultivator, binding him and making him unable to move. This spiritual pressure is much stronger than the spiritual pressure of the cultivator after breaking through the foundation.

After a moment, Xinming landed in front of Jiang Yu like a falling star, gently raised his jade hand to his chest, and slowly began to undress.

The following Xiong He Ci Mei saw this scene and left immediately.

That Qi Refining cultivator really had a cold and beautiful face. Fellow Daoist Xin Ming was indeed a true person.

"What are you...doing?"

Jiang Yu spoke with difficulty under the spiritual pressure. He didn't understand why he was the only one found. He was not the only one on the mountain. Could it be that...

"A familiar breath, it's really Jin Xiao, you've been to the Great Black Forest."

The spiritual pressure disappeared, and the mark of the golden elixir insect demon on Jiang Yu's chest was exposed.

"Jin Xiao? You said that this mark was indeed obtained by me from the Great Black Forest."

"Hehe, those monsters are still coveting the secrets of my clan."

Xin Ming sneered, and also bound Jiang Yu, and at the same time waved his sword to the sky, emitting a sword energy, and unlocked the night that enveloped this place.

The moment the night disappeared, Chang Shan and Ye Zhi rushed in, and they were relieved to see that the situation in front of them was still calm.

"Daoyou Xinming, this is the solution to the evil cultivator, everyone is happy, it's a complete success."

The two came forward to congratulate, but Xinming ignored them and took the five people away on the sword.

Then, the two changed their faces, and summoned their magic weapons at the same time, blocking the two men, Cimei Xionghe, on the left and right, with murderous intent.

"You two, why is this?"

The magic weapon was almost on their necks, and a threat of death came to their hearts. The two men immediately used magic to protect themselves.

"Why? Inviting the madman from the Pokong Sword Sect to come out, almost harming the entire Southern Region, and you still ask us?"

The two looked unfriendly. They were frightened all the way, but nothing happened. It's time to let them vent, let the two be seriously injured for a few years, and warn them.

Thinking like this, the medicine cauldron and the gourd approached step by step, and the magic shield of Cimei Xionghe broke in less than a moment.

Realizing that the other party was really going to attack them, the two naturally would not sit and wait for death, and immediately prepared to resist with magic.

Boom!!!

A thunderous sound rang out, and a black ball fell on the ground dozens of miles away.

"Over there..."

"Not good, hurry over!"

Chang Shan and Ye Zhi looked over there at the same time, yelled "Not good", put away their magic weapons and rushed over there immediately.

That black ball was Xin Ming's Night Curtain. Ci Mei Xiong He stayed where he was. Did he find the evil cultivator again or was the bound evil cultivator trying to escape? Why did he start fighting again?

After hesitating for a while, the two decided to follow him to find out.

Outside the Night Curtain, Chang Shan and Ye Zhi were waiting outside. They shouldn't have let him leave alone at that time. This Night Curtain could not be broken by others except Xin Ming himself.

Ci Mei Xiong He and the two came slowly, watching from a distance and not daring to approach.

The gourd magic weapon approached the two people, stopped a few dozen meters away, and said Chang Shan: "Come here, you two, we won't attack you, let's solve Xinming's problem first."

"Do you want to go over?"

Xiong He looked at Ci Mei, a little undecided.

"Go over, the two of them are stronger than us, we will still be in the South Region in the future, as long as they don't attack us, it's better not to tear our faces."

Ci Mei chanted a Buddhist name and walked forward.

"Where was this place originally, why did Xinming attack here?"

As soon as the two came, Chang Shan asked.

Longshan Xiangyun is close to each other, so he should know some of the internal situation of Xiangyun.

"Here... I remember there should be a family of cultivators here, it seems to be called Changchuan Huang Family, who has some attainments in alchemy. We don't know why Daoist Xinming attacked here, maybe the evil cultivator wants to escape or there are evil cultivators here?"

Ci Mei answered a little uncertainly. They are not familiar with Xinming, how could they know why she attacked here.

"It's impossible. How could there be so many evil cultivators in the South Region that interest her? It can only be that she lost control... People from the Sky-breaking Sword Sect, especially the top leaders, are very likely to lose control every time they appear. I hope it's not too serious."

Ye Zhi looked at the night curtain worriedly. At this moment, he was afraid that the people inside were in danger.

Not long after, the night curtain slowly faded, and a mess appeared.

Almost everyone was cut in half, and the rich blood rushed straight into the sky as the night curtain was untied.

"This...this..."

Cimei was shocked by this scene and couldn't speak. This scene was really an endless hell.

Xinming was hanging high above, and the blood formed a tornado and was constantly absorbed by the long sword in his hand.

"Xinming! What are you doing? Wake up!"

Ye Zhi sacrificed the alchemy cauldron, emitting waves of medicinal fragrance drifting towards Xin Ming's location.

"I am now very sober."

The sword light flashed frequently, and the medicinal fragrance was killed without a trace.

Looking at Xin Ming again, the three talismans on his forehead had disappeared at this moment, and his blood-red eyes shed two lines of blood and tears until his jaw.

"Sober? I think you are possessed by the devil, Taoist Chang Shan, let's go together, Xiong He Ci Mei, you go to Miao Bao Sect and say that the leader of the Pokong Sword Sect is out of control, and wait to come with others to support us."

Ye Zhi rushed forward, swallowed three pills, and his mana surged. Chang Shan was not willing to be outdone, and sacrificed his magic gourd, from which various spells were continuously released like flowers scattered all over the sky, dyeing the sky colorful.

"Pokong Sword, kill them for me! Do not move the Death Sword."

The long sword turned into two blood lights, one stopped at Xin Ming's side, and the other flew out and killed Ye Zhi.

One against two, the battle started instantly.

Ye Zhi swallowed various pills continuously, poured his mana into the medicine cauldron, and emitted various pill qi and colorful mists. Chang Shan relied on the gourd, and it seemed that he had endless spells constantly released. Each spell was not powerful, but he still fought with Xin Ming by relying on the number.

Xin Ming stood still, and the blood-colored sword light beside him was like a finger, easily dissolving Chang Shan's spells.

Jiang Yu observed the situation from the side. This cultivator named Xin Ming was terribly strong. He was at ease facing the two and was not at a disadvantage at all.