Mortal Seeking Immortal

At this time, the white-haired monk was extremely terrified, his face pale with fear, and he fled frantically while begging for mercy: "Senior Qiu, my life magic weapon has been destroyed, and I am no longer your opponent. Please spare my life. I will repay you with generous gifts in the future!"

After the white-haired monk said this, seeing that Qiu Xiong ignored him, he hurriedly said: "Senior Qiu, please listen to me."

"There are many opportunities in this hall. If you can be merciful and spare my life, I will follow your lead in the future and grab more magic weapons and elixirs for you. If you don't believe it, I can swear on my inner demon."

In order to gain Qiu Xiong's trust, the white-haired monk had to offer such a condition as swearing on his inner demon.

Hearing the white-haired monk's words, the monks present all changed their expressions slightly.

Everyone knows that swearing by the inner demon is equivalent to handing one's life to others. If one breaks the oath, one will be attacked by the inner demon in the future, and the mind will be damaged, leading to madness and torture to death by oneself. This is the cruelest way to die in the world of immortal cultivation.

But even so, the sincerity of the white-haired monk did not make Qiu Xiong's killing intention disappear in the slightest. Not only that, the handleless sword stabbing the white-haired monk suddenly accelerated a lot!

Seeing this, the white-haired monk looked ashen. Seeing that the handleless sword was about to catch up with him, the white-haired monk hurriedly operated the skills and sprayed out a mouthful of blood: "Blood Mist Escape!"

The blood turned into a light red mist in the air, and was completely absorbed by the white-haired monk's body.

After absorbing the red mist, the breath of the white-haired monk became much more stable, and an abnormal blush appeared on his cheeks. His figure rushed forward several feet with a "whoosh" sound, and successfully escaped the attack range of the handleless sword.

After this move, the distance between the entrance of the hall and the white-haired monk was already very close, but even so, the white-haired monk was still not relieved.

The white-haired monk gritted his teeth, spit out another mouthful of blood, and escaped from the hall in one breath with the secret method of blood mist escape!

As soon as he left the hall, the white-haired monk immediately released his spiritual sense to sweep around the hall, looking for a teleportation formation to leave this place.

If he was outside the hall, he could be teleported out after crushing the jade talisman for ten breaths, thus escaping, but in this hall, he felt that the formation in the jade talisman had stopped working, and he could not escape even if he crushed the jade talisman.

There was only a vast space outside the hall, and a gurgling spiritual stream surrounded the hall.

Less than five meters away from Lingxi, there was an endless black fog. A terrifying breath came out of the black fog. The white-haired monk could also hear the terrifying sound of iron chains dragging on the ground. He could not find any trace of the teleportation array at all.

The white-haired monk's face became even uglier?

At this moment, the white-haired monk heard the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air behind him. Knowing that the handleless sword was approaching, the white-haired monk did not care to think too much and spit out a large mouthful of blood, escaping the attack range of the handleless sword again with the blood mist escape method!

Qiu Xiong in the hall saw the white-haired monk escape from his hands three times in a row with a secret method, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

Qiu Xiong raised his hand, about to urge the handleless sword to speed up and kill the white-haired monk, but when his consciousness scanned the direction where the white-haired monk fled, his expression was stunned, and he gently put down his raised hand, as if he wanted to let the white-haired monk go.

Ye Zhou saw this scene, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. He did not think that people like Qiu Xiong were so cruel, and immediately released his consciousness to explore the white-haired monk.

After exploring, Ye Zhou immediately understood Qiu Xiong's true intention.

It turned out that the white-haired monk saw that there was no formation around the hall, so he guessed that the formation was hidden by the owner of the secret realm in the exotic flowers and plants around Lingxi, so he accelerated and fled in the direction of Lingxi.

Among the exotic flowers and plants around Lingxi, there happened to be a few rare spiritual plants that were thousands of years old, and some rare spiritual plants that were five thousand to eight thousand years old. These spiritual plants were only equipped with a thin protective shield, and no powerful restrictions were set.

However, the monks who entered the hall considered that this place was the central area of ​​the secret realm, and there must be many hidden and powerful restrictions. In addition, many treasures were spewed out from the water curtain, attracting everyone's attention, so no one had the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of the rare spiritual plants around the Lingxi River.

At this moment, the white-haired monk had no time to care about these things in order to survive, and rushed to the Lingxi River in a hurry. Qiu Xiong's move should be to save the white-haired monk's life, and wanted the white-haired monk to take risks and help him check whether there were any restrictions around the Lingxi River.

In an instant, the white-haired monk had arrived at the Lingxi River. Seeing that Qiu Xiong's weapon did not catch up, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then released his spiritual consciousness to carefully check the environment around the Lingxi River, searching for any formations hidden in it.

Not long after, a small piece of dim golden light that looked like a rune fell into the eyes of the white-haired monk through the gaps between the exotic flowers and plants, and he stretched out his hand to explore the gaps between the seemingly ordinary exotic flowers and plants.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands touched the exotic flowers and herbs, starting from the fingertips, his palms quickly turned into a pool of flesh-red liquid and flowed to the ground.

The white-haired monk's eyes showed a blank look, and it was obvious that he had not yet reacted to what was going on.

Except for Ye Zhou, who had a slightly stronger spiritual sense, all the monks in the hall did not see clearly what happened.

And Ye Zhou only saw that when the white-haired monk's hand just touched the exotic flowers and herbs, a narrow leaf in the exotic flowers and herbs appeared like a mirage for a moment, and when the white-haired monk's palm melted, the virtuality quickly disappeared, and the leaf returned to its normal appearance.

In a flash, the wrists and arms of the white-haired monk also began to melt rapidly into a pool of liquid, and the melting speed continued to accelerate, quickly spreading to his whole body.

In less than a breath, the white-haired monk did not even let out a scream, and his entire body had completely turned into a large pool of flesh-red liquid on the ground.

This scene was so shocking that everyone in the hall felt a chill on their backs and retreated together. They inexplicably felt deeply afraid of the Lingxi River that exuded a strong spiritual energy. Even Qiu Xiong, who was used to seeing bloody scenes, had his pupils shrink and dared not to take the rare spiritual plants beside the Lingxi River.

Everyone did not want to watch any longer and retracted their gazes. At this time, someone in the hall pointed at the Lingxi River and exclaimed: "Look, there is something in the Lingxi River!"

Everyone hurriedly released their spiritual consciousness to sweep towards the Lingxi River, and saw that a huge black and long mouthparts like mosquitoes suddenly stretched out from the Lingxi River that was originally flowing. The strange thing was that although this mouthpart protruded from the Lingxi River, it was dry and not stained with any water vapor.

As soon as the black mouthparts extended out of the spiritual stream, as if they had eyes, they aimed at the flesh-red liquid that the white-haired monk had transformed into and sucked it away.

At the same time, a dull and harsh buzzing sound came from under the spiritual stream, as if there was some huge ancient monster hidden under the spiritual stream.

Then the condensed spiritual energy floating on the spiritual stream turned into a cloud of mist and drilled into the spiritual stream. The spiritual stream stopped flowing, and the surrounding exotic flowers and plants quickly retreated into the spiritual stream like waves, and a colorful mist spread from the spiritual stream.