Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Lei would rather put the manual of Changsheng Palace on the shelf than exchange it for the lives of the younger generations of his clansmen."

After Song Wen finished speaking, he brought the tentacles that were wrapped around Lei Feiguang to Song Wen.

"Manager Lei, don't blame me. It's your Lei family ancestor who didn't want to save you. It's not my fault."

"No...Senior Cui Huo, ancestor...save me..." Lei Feiguang screamed in horror.

The tentacles suddenly tightened, and Lei Feiguang exploded into a blood mist, and then his flesh, blood and soul were absorbed by the sea of ​​blood.

"How dare you, you brat!"

Lei Yue's eyes turned red in an instant, and his eyes burned with rage.

Although he was extremely angry, he had to suppress his impulse in his heart for the lives of the six Jindan-stage clansmen beside him, and did not act rashly.

"Killing innocent people indiscriminately is simply a demonic act." Lei Yue cursed.

Song Wen smiled faintly, and his smile revealed a deep mockery.

"Your Lei family is capturing casual cultivators everywhere to extend your lifespan. That is the devil's behavior. I killed your Lei family members to enforce justice, hahaha..."

Song Wen paused, looked at Mi He, and continued.

"And you, Mi He, the Supreme of the Beast Taming Sect. You gave your own sect's golden elixir elder to others to extend their lifespan. Is that a righteous act?"

Mi He glanced at Lei Yue beside him and said in a deep voice.

"Why waste time talking to him? Get rid of him directly to eliminate the trouble forever."

Lei Yue was hesitant because he was afraid of the consequences, but Mi He had no such concerns. The life and death of these Lei family members in the golden elixir stage had nothing to do with her.

She had already attacked Song Wen before, and had a grudge with him.

Song Wen, a casual cultivator without a sect or school, acted recklessly. Once he was targeted by him, he would secretly kill the people of the Beast Taming Sect, which would surely cause unrest in the Beast Taming Sect and cause endless trouble.

The best way to treat an enemy is to make him disappear completely.

Before Mi He finished speaking, she raised her hand and made a sword gesture. The flying sword suddenly swept out and slashed towards Song Wen.

A tentacle beside Song Wen swung out suddenly, like a long whip, whipping the flying sword.

On the tentacle, there was also a female cultivator of the Lei family in the late Jindan stage entangled.

"No... Ancestor, save me, I don't want to die..." The female cultivator of the Lei family shouted in fear.

On the flying sword, the sword energy was crisscrossed, and the tentacles were shredded by the sword energy, and the female cultivator's body and soul were also shredded.

The flying sword was unstoppable and continued to slash towards Song Wen.

The other five tentacles moved together and rolled towards the flying sword together.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

One by one, the tentacles were shredded and turned into bursts of blood mist.

One by one, the members of the Lei family died tragically, like clusters of blood-colored flowers blooming in the air.

"Lei Family Ancestor, you must see clearly. The one who killed your people was Mi He of the Beast Taming Sect, not me. Hehehe..."

Amidst a strange laugh, the blood wave engulfed Song Wen's figure.

The flying sword also slashed into the blood wave at this moment.

A large amount of blood waves were strangled by the sword energy and turned into blood mist.

However, the blood waves seemed to have life, surging one after another, surrounding the flying sword layer by layer.

The flying sword, which was originally unmatched, seemed to be trapped in an endless quagmire at this moment.

Mi He immediately found that the flying sword was deeply trapped in the heavy blood wave. No matter how she urged the flying sword, it was difficult to break free from the shackles of this weird blood wave.

"Lei Yue, what are you waiting for?" Mi He said to Lei Yue on the side with dissatisfaction.

A gloomy look flashed in Lei Yue's eyes.

Mi He ignored the lives of his six people and forcibly attacked 'Cui Huo', resulting in the tragic death of six Jindan-stage people.

At this moment, Mi He dared to point fingers at him.

Lei Yue suppressed his dissatisfaction, urged the short spear, and attacked Song Wen.

"Hehehe... The ancestor of the Lei family turned out to be a dog raised by the Beast Taming Sect. You have to do whatever the master tells you to do. Even if your own people died tragically at the hands of the master, you dare not disobey the master's orders."

Song Wen mocked wantonly. But secretly he was performing the "Blood Escape Technique".

He had spared no effort to resist Mi He's flying sword. If Lei Yue's short spear was added, he would definitely be unable to resist.

The blood in the air suddenly disappeared and turned into a blood mark.

Immediately afterwards, Song Wen's figure also suddenly disappeared, leaving only a ball of blood mist floating in the air.

Without the restraint of the blood wave, Mi He's flying sword was immediately freed and passed through the blood mist. The blood mist was instantly strangled, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this scene, Lei Yue's expression changed suddenly.

"How is this possible?" His voice was full of disbelief. "He dared to perform the Blood Escape Technique twice in a row. Isn't he afraid that his blood and essence will be too much and cause his body to die?"

Mi He looked around. At this time, she was close to the edge of Cuishan Lake. There was a lush forest on the lakeshore.

Mi He swept his eyes through the dense forest, but he did not find any trace of Song Wen for the time being.

"Perhaps he has practiced some kind of body refining method, his body is strong, and his blood and essence are far more abundant than ordinary cultivators. However, he has performed the Blood Escape Technique twice in a row, and his blood must be exhausted. I am afraid he is already at the end of his strength. You go to the east to look for him, and I will go to the west. We must find him and kill him, otherwise there will be endless troubles." Mi He said.

"Okay!" Lei Yue said.

After speaking, Lei Yue flew to the lakeshore and then headed east.

Mi He searched from the lakeshore to the west.

She had not flown far when she discovered a cloud of blood mist in the dense forest two hundred miles away, which was the limit of her spiritual perception. This was the trace left by the Blood Escape Technique.

Mi He hurriedly chased in the direction of the blood mist, and at the same time, she raised her hand and a fireball as big as a millstone shot up into the sky.

She was notifying Lei Yue that she had found Song Wen's location.

While flying, Mi He urged the flying sword, ready to launch a fatal attack as long as she found Song Wen.

When there was still a distance of fifty miles from the blood mist, nine transparent sharp blades suddenly appeared in the dense forest below.

"Spiritual attack!"

Mi He's eyes suddenly widened, and she hurriedly summoned a palm-sized piece of mutton-fat white jade.

The white jade flew to Mi He's head, emitting bursts of white light, covering the area of ​​several feet.

The nine transparent sharp blades pierced into the white light one after another, and the speed suddenly slowed down, and the cold and hard luster on them began to dim.

For Mi He's identity as the second strongest person in the Beast Taming Sect, this mutton-fat white jade seemed a bit shabby. Because it was only a medium-grade soul defense magic weapon.

Of course, this was Song Wen's judgment after seeing various soul defense magic weapons in the Sea of ​​Chaos. In fact, for the cultivators of Tianyuan Continent, medium-grade soul defense magic weapons are extremely rare.

Although the power of the nine soul-concentrating thorns was greatly reduced under the illumination of the bright light, a small part of the power remained in the end and pierced into Mi He's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mi He gritted her teeth and endured the pain from her sea of ​​consciousness.

Her spiritual realm was higher than Song Wen's, and she had a medium-grade soul defense magic weapon, so the soul-concentrating thorns did not really hurt her soul.

It was just that the invasion of the soul-concentrating thorns caused the sea of ​​consciousness to vibrate, bringing a short period of pain, which was still bearable.

Mi He was about to activate the flying sword and attack Song Wen, but suddenly stopped inexplicably.

She looked back to the east, where Lei Yue was.

Lei Yue must have seen the signal she sent earlier. At this time, he should be rushing here.

Mi He's eyes turned slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.