Mortal Seeking Immortal

Fairy Xiyu and her senior brother, who came to exterminate the Blood Spirit Sect this time, each had a red sunset embroidered on their lapels.

A cold light flashed in the head's eyes: "Humph, what a big tone! They are just a few inner disciples of the Chixia Sect. If you elders or stewards of the Chixia Sect come, I will be even more afraid! "

"Even if the Blood Spirit Sect is in such a state of decline, it is still not something you can shake!"

Fairy Xiyu's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Old devil, you dare to speak so loudly even when you are about to die. I, Senior Brother Zhong, am a proud disciple of my sect. Taking the heads of you and other remnants of the devil's sect is as easy as picking out objects from a bag."

"What's more, you have been poisoned and your strength has been greatly reduced. You are no match for us. If you are sensible, kneel down and beg for mercy now, and lead all the little devils to surrender together. Maybe my senior brother will be merciful and give you a happy life!"

Although Fairy Xiyu's voice was not filled with spiritual power, the foundation-building monks with strong spiritual consciousness in the Blood Spirit Sect could hear her words clearly.

The leader looked at Fairy Xiyu with a cold look: "Liu Mu is really yours! Fortunately, I was on guard and did not let Liu Mu succeed. I handed over the traitor Liu Mu. I can consider giving you a happy life!" "

Ye Zhou also naturally heard all the words of the headmaster and the mysterious woman "Fairy Xiyu".

It turns out that the leader's third apprentice, Liu Mu, was also a traitor and managed to poison the leader and escape.

"A few days ago, the leader sealed Xueyun Peak and summoned Mr. Shu, probably in order to help him refine elixirs and detoxify him as soon as possible!"

From that time on, the leader no longer trusted the four elders and all his direct disciples. Only Mr. Shu rarely left the Blood Spirit Sect, and he did not participate in the internal fighting within the sect. Xian Yun Yehe was the most suitable person to refine elixirs for the leader.

This also ruined Ye Zhou's plan to deceive Mr. Shu in advance.

A trace of doubt flashed in Fairy Xiyu's eyes, and she looked at the leader carefully. Seeing that the aura he released was indeed Foundation Establishment Perfection, she glanced suspiciously in the direction of the fourth elder.

The fourth elder, who was fighting with the third elder, Guanshi Xu and others next to the Blood Cloud Peak, felt the gaze of Fairy Xiyu. While constantly controlling the magic weapon and flying sword to resist the attacks of others, he said loudly: "Old thief. Stop pretending, he is lying to you. If Liu Mu didn't succeed, why did he block Xueyun Peak behind closed doors to thank guests for several days in a row, without even dealing with important internal matters, and secretly summoned Mr. Shu to make elixirs for him? "

In order to find out whether the leader was poisoned, the fourth elder went to the front hall on Xueyun Peak many times to visit the leader on the pretext of discussing internal affairs, but was stopped by the steward arranged by the leader outside the front hall.

In addition, the fourth elder found out that the master summoned Mr. Shu urgently for no reason, and concluded that the master had been poisoned. The fourth elder immediately informed Fairy Xiyu of the news, and Fairy Xiyu decided to take action immediately.

The leader glared at the fourth elder angrily: "Traitor, wait until I take care of these little guys and then I'll cut you into pieces!"

But in order not to shake the blood spirit sect's military morale, the leader immediately laughed loudly and wildly and said: "If this were not the case, how could you mistakenly think that I have been poisoned?"

Hearing this, the fourth elder paused, with a look of disbelief on his face. The injured third elder took advantage of this opportunity and slashed the fourth elder's head with his sword. If the fourth elder hadn't reacted quickly, he turned his head to avoid it. This sword strike would probably cause his head to fall to the ground on the spot.

Fairy Xiyu said coldly: "Whether you are poisoned or not, you will die here today!"

Fairy Xiyu's senior brother Zhong Ao frowned slightly at this time, and said impatiently: "Junior sister, don't waste time arguing with this devil! The master is about to leave seclusion, so it is best to kill this devil as soon as possible so that he can go back Congratulations to the leader!"

The coldness in Fairy Xiyu's brows and eyes dissipated a lot, and she said softly: "What senior brother said is absolutely true."

The two were about to take action as they spoke. The leader waved his hand and a flying sword flew to his feet to replace the blood-red skull. While urging the skull to rush towards Fairy Xiyu and the two, he turned around and said sternly: "Everyone in charge, form your formation quickly!"

The six early-stage Foundation Establishment stewards standing behind the leader took action together and fired the flying swords in their hands. Someone shouted: "The Soul-Destroying Ghost Crying Gangfeng Sword Formation!"

In an instant, six flying swords shot out at the same time, flying in the air to form a sword formation full of ghostly aura and strong wind.

The six stewards all reached out and pointed in the direction of Fairy Xiyu and Zhong Ao: "Go!"

In an instant, the sword formation carried terrifying power and fell towards Fairy Xiyu and the two of them with a 'swish' sound.

Fairy Xiyu said with a hint of disdain in her eyes: "Senior brother, leave this sword array to me, and you can concentrate on dealing with this old devil!"

After saying that, Fairy Xiyu held her sword and flew towards the Soul-Destroying Ghost Crying Gangfeng Sword Formation. When she was still several feet away from the sword formation, she stopped, pulled out the flying sword with a 'clop' sound, and slashed towards the sword formation. Formation: "Liu Shuang Moon Sword!"

I saw a layer of white frost condensing around the flying sword in Fairy Xiyu's hand, and a few white sword shadows slashed towards the sword formation in front of her.

The Soul-Destroying Ghost Crying Gangfeng Sword Formation made several violent banging sounds, and a white and extremely cold frost rose out of thin air in the sword formation, causing the sword formation to suddenly slow down.

The faces of the six stewards all changed, they looked at each other, and at the same time injected spiritual power into the sword formation: "Gangfeng!"

In an instant, bursts of fierce wind blew in the sword formation, shredding all the frost that filled the sword formation. The frost dissipated, and the "boom" sound of the sword formation's operation speed accelerated a lot.

Seeing this, Fairy Xiyu raised her sword again and slashed at the Soul-Destroying Ghost Crying Wind Sword Formation. The six stewards were not to be outdone and used all their strength to activate the sword formation to fight with Fairy Xiyu. With the help of the power of the sword formation, the six stewards in the early stage of foundation building were able to fight with Fairy Xiyu, who had reached the great perfection of foundation building, for several rounds and still not lose the upper hand.

The battle was still going on here, and the head of the other party and Zhong Ao had also fought for several rounds.

In the air between the two, the blood-red skull was fighting with Zhong Ao's jade-handled golden pen.

The blood-red skull chased and bit fiercely, and the jade-handled golden pen seemed to be controlled by a big hand invisibly. It could always escape from the mouth of the blood-red skull and quickly draw a spell in the void and blast it at the blood-red skull.

The blood-red skull was like a living thing. Every time it flexibly dodged the spell from the jade-handled golden pen, it would spray a large mouthful of blood-red mist at the jade-handled golden pen.

After the jade-handled golden pen was accidentally sprayed with blood mist by the skull, the spiritual power flowing outside the pen body became much dimmer, and Zhong Ao's face gradually became serious.

The head of the Blood Spirit Sect was actually much more difficult to deal with than he expected.

Zhong Ao repeatedly pinched out the magic formula, and several spiritual powers hit the jade-handled golden pen. A spiritual light emerged from the jade-handled golden pen again, and the golden pen tip was raised and pointed slightly towards the blood-red skull, as if to pierce the space. A golden light emerged from the tip of the pen, and with a "swoosh" sound, it flew towards the blood-red skull with an extremely sharp momentum.

"One stroke to calm the soul!"