Mortal Seeking Immortal

Chapter 552 The Bloody Taoist

The moment the blood water came into contact with the high-grade pill-forming shield, the aura on the shield was continuously corroded by the blood water. Within a short time, the surface of the shield was corroded by the blood water and became pitted.

The elder of the Chixia Sect was shocked and was already thinking of retreating. Taking advantage of the shield to resist the blood, he turned around and retreated to the side.

Song Yunge, who was in the distance, saw a strange red light appearing out of thin air in front of the Chixia Sect elder, and hurriedly warned: "Be careful!"

The Chixia Sect elder's heart tightened, and he was about to stop his body immediately. At this moment, a large pool of blood fell from the sky, covering the entire Chixia Sect elder.

Under the erosion of the blood and water, the elder of the Chixia Sect could not even utter a scream, but merged with the blood and water. The high-grade pill-forming flying sword that lost its spiritual power had a flash of inspiration, and was emitted by the red light emitted by the skull rosary. A roll, flying back into the bloody water.

After devouring the Chixia Sect elder, the volume of blood instantly increased several times, and in mid-air it transformed into the appearance of the late-stage pill-forming corpse puppet.

When the elders of the four sects and three sects saw this, they all showed solemn expressions. As soon as they fought against the monks of the Demon Puppet Sect, they lost a middle-stage pill-forming elder. The current situation is not optimistic.

While the Blood Coffin Demonic Cultivator was fighting with the elders of Chixia Sect, the remaining Danjie Cultivators from Demon Puppet Sect had rushed to the battlefield, looking at each other from the air with the elders of the four sects and three sects, ready to make a move.

Just as the two sides were at war, a loud voice came from the camp behind the elders of the four sects and three sects: "I never thought that I would be able to see the Blood River Demonic Art reappear in the Linghuan Continent in my lifetime. Who are you and the Xueku Taoist?" relation?"

All the monks in the three sects of the Four Sects looked puzzled after hearing this. It was obvious that they had never heard of the Blood River Demonic Art, nor did they know Taoist Xueku.

An older Danjie manager asked in surprise: "Blood River Demonic Art? This name sounds very familiar. Could it be related to the Blood River Sect back then?"

"However, back then the Blood River Sect had been annihilated by four sects and three sects, and even the founder of the mountain was slain by several supreme elders from seven sects. Why are such magical skills still spread in the world?"

The blood coffin demon cultivator stretched out his hand to recall the corpse puppet, looked at the position in the camp where the voice came from with a wary expression and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you call my master by his name."

In mid-air more than ten feet away from the Blood Coffin Demon Cultivator, a figure appeared out of thin air. The person who came had his feet in the void and his hands behind his back. It was Xing Yuan, the Supreme Elder of Feiyun Sect!

Xing Yuan looked at the Blood Coffin Demon Cultivator with a cold expression, and said coldly: "Is Master Xueku your master? I didn't expect that he still escaped under the joint efforts of several of us to kill him."

After Xing Yuan said that, he seemed to notice a faint fluctuation of aura coming from the surroundings. He looked at a place in the dense forest behind the Blood Puppet Sect monk and said: "Master Xueku, since you are here, please show up! The account of that year is It’s time to settle things with you.”

As soon as Xing Yuan finished speaking, he saw a red light appearing out of thin air in front of the Blood Coffin Demon Slim. When the red light disappeared, two figures were revealed.

The leader was wearing a red robe, with white beard and white hair, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was very old. A gray deathly aura was entangled between his eyebrows, and he clearly looked like he was about to die soon.

The old man in red robe exuded an aura of the early stage of Nascent Soul. Behind him stood a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. He was luxuriously dressed and holding a folding fan. If it weren't for the strong devilish aura all over his body, I'm afraid others would Everyone would mistakenly think that he is a noble son of a noble family in the mortal world.

The moment the two old men in red robes appeared, the blood coffin demon cultivator hurriedly bowed to the old man in red robes and saluted: "See you, Master."

The red-robed old man ignored the Blood Coffin Demonic Cultivator, but raised his eyes to look at Xing Yuan not far away, with a cold light emitting from time to time in his turbid eyes.

When Xing Yuan saw the red-robed old man appear, he said, "Master Xueku, I didn't expect it to be you! After so many years, I didn't expect you to be still alive."

Taoist Xueku opened his mouth and let out a few hoarse and harsh sneers: "Xing Yuan, I didn't expect that the first old friend I met on the Linghuan Continent was you. Looking at your face, I'm afraid the end is coming and you are not here. Are you seeking a way to extend your life in your sect and come to the Qifeng Mountains to die?"

Xing Yuan snorted coldly and said: "Xueku, so many years have passed, but your cultivation has declined instead of increasing. I think you paid a lot for feigning death and escaping. Why do you dare to return to the fantasy continent now? Could it be that you want to die?"

As soon as Taoist Xueku heard Xing Yuan mention what happened that year, his face suddenly turned gloomy: "Xing Yuan, it seems that you are really eager to die today, I will satisfy you now."

After saying that, Daoist Xueku released streaks of dazzling red light. Wherever the red light passed, the space became a little distorted, and surging blood spurted out from the red light toward the Xingyuan not far away. Attack.

Xing Yuan said: "If it had been before, I would have been a little wary of you, but now you dare to take action against me with your early Nascent Soul cultivation. You are really looking for death. Just let me avenge my senior brother!"

As soon as Xing Yuan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the blood that was attacking in the air. A green light flew towards the blood like a stream of light. Suddenly the sky and the earth almost changed color, and the surging blood suddenly stopped in mid-air. No further progress is allowed.

Taoist Xueku waved his sleeves and injected a stream of demonic energy into the blood. The surging blood suddenly transformed into a huge blood-colored python, biting away at the green light.

With a thought in Xing Yuan's mind, the green light turned into the shadow of a huge blue dragon in mid-air. He flicked his long tail and whipped towards the incoming bloody python. One dragon and one python fought fiercely in mid-air, attacking one after another. It fell on the ground from time to time, but within a few breaths, several cracks more than ten feet long appeared on the ground.

When a dragon and a python fight, the ground trembles from time to time. The monks of the seven sects not only have to avoid the attacks of the corpse puppets, but also the attacks of the green dragon and the blood python.

Seeing the two sides fighting inextricably, a cold look flashed in Taoist Xueku's eyes. He didn't want to continue fighting with Xing Yuan, so he whispered to the Blood Coffin Demon Cultivator: "Take good care of your little junior brother."

The Blood Coffin Demonic Cultivator immediately understood what Taoist Xueku meant, and hurriedly stepped forward to protect the handsome young man standing behind Taoist Xueku: "Junior brother, be careful."

The handsome young man didn't take it seriously. He looked at Taoist Xueku expectantly. He saw that the red light released from Taoist Xueku suddenly became more intense. Taoist Xueku shot several dark beams into the body of the giant bloody python. Red demonic energy: "The python summons a rain of blood!"

The bloody giant python looked up to the sky and let out a roar. Countless blood mist evaporated from its body and quickly condensed into a large blood cloud in mid-air, covering the entire cyan dragon and the battlefield below.

The moment the blood cloud condensed and formed, Xing Yuan's expression changed, as if he knew how powerful this blood cloud was, and he hurriedly sent a message and ordered: "Seven sect monks, quickly evacuate the area covered by the blood cloud, don't try to resist!"

After hearing this, the monks in the battlefield below hurriedly evacuated their weapons to the surroundings. The zombies fighting with the seven sect monks did not pursue them, but turned around and withdrew from the area covered by the blood cloud.

After Xing Yuan said this, he immediately injected several rays of spiritual power into Qinglong Xuying's body. Qinglong raised his head and opened his mouth and spit out a piece of green light towards the blood cloud in mid-air, as if to scatter the blood cloud.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Xueku let out a cold snort, and the blood python immediately shot out another red light towards the green dragon shadow. At this moment, the green dragon shadow no longer bothered to scatter the blood cloud, spitting out green light and fighting with the blood python.

While Xing Yuan was fighting with Taoist Xue Ku, Song Yunge and others who were standing behind Xing Yuan also moved, and they all urged their magic weapons to attack Xue Yun.

The Blood Coffin Demonic Cultivator standing behind Taoist Xueku saw this and gave an order. Dozens of pill-forming demonic cultivators shot towards Song Yunge and others. Deafening sounds of fighting suddenly erupted in the sky. Colorful spiritual lights and demonic cultivators The air filled the whole sky.

All the monsters hiding in the Qifeng Mountains were shivering deep in the mountains and did not dare to make any sound.

When the seven monks were evacuating, Ye Zhou also followed a group of monks and quickly evacuated to a forest on the Qifeng Mountains closest to them.

Not far after Ye Zhou and others evacuated, they saw the sky darken, and blood-colored raindrops exuding a fishy smell fell from the mid-air. The raindrops fell on the broken magical instruments scattered on the ground, and the magical instruments were instantly corroded. wear.

Some monks who were running slower saw the blood rain coming, and hurriedly used their shields to resist. The moment the shields were stained by the raindrops, white smoke came out of the shields and began to sizzle, but in an instant , the shield has been corroded by the blood rain and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Without the shield to resist, the blood rain dripped directly on the monks, instantly corroding the monks into a pool of blood, and a tragic wailing sounded on the battlefield.

After hearing the wails of their companions, the other seven monks poured almost all their spiritual power into the magic weapon at their feet. The magic weapon fled faster. Ye Zhou naturally maximized the speed of the magic weapon and tried his best to get away. Running away in the woods of blood clouds.

A few breaths later, Ye Zhou had already used his weapon to escape from the area shrouded in blood clouds. Before he could rest for a moment, he saw a group of corpse puppets who had been waiting here for a long time rushing out of the dense forest and using their magic weapon to attack Ye Zhou. et al.

Some of the monks were congratulating themselves on escaping from the bloody rain, but they were unexpectedly attacked by the corpse puppet before they even had time to activate their magical weapons.

Fortunately, Ye Zhou was not careless. The moment the corpse puppet rushed out, he used his magic weapon to resist. Suddenly, there were sounds of fighting in the dense forest. The blood rain outside the dense forest became heavier and heavier, and the sky became dark and smelly. The smell spread from the battlefield to the surrounding dense forest, making people sick to smell it.

A quarter of an hour passed before he knew it. More and more zombies poured out from the dense forest and besieged Ye Zhou and others. At this moment, more than half of the spiritual power in Ye Zhou's body had been consumed. Ye Zhou immediately took out the elixir. Recover your spiritual power while killing the corpse puppets attacking around you.

Just when Ye Zhou killed a Foundation-Building Dzogchen Realm corpse puppet, he heard an exclamation from a Feiyun Sect disciple next to him: "The Supreme Elder has been defeated!"

Ye Zhou's heart sank when he heard this, and he hurriedly looked into the air in the distance. Sure enough, he saw a red light shooting into Xing Yuan's body. Xing Yuan's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood with a pop.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Xue Ku, who was standing opposite Xing Yuan, sneered: "Xing Yuan, you have been hit by my blood demon's soul-hungry curse. The spiritual power in your body will be continuously eroded by this blood demon's soul-hungry curse."

"In less than a quarter of an hour, you will become a mortal without a trace of spiritual power. At that time, any Qi Refining Realm corpse puppet can kill you at will. It seems that you will be buried in the Qifeng Mountains today. "

"You can go with peace of mind. It won't be long before all the monks in your sect will go to the Huangquan Road to keep you company."

After Xing Yuan heard this, he didn't say much. He seemed to be using his spiritual power to expel the Blood Demon's Soul-hungry Curse from his body. Taoist Xueku, who was standing opposite Xing Yuan, seemed to be very confident in the Blood Demon's Soul-Hirting Curse and looked at Xing with a sneer. Yuan did not stop him.

After a few breaths, Xing Yuan's face became extremely gloomy, and he seemed to have given up on expelling the blood demon's soul-eating curse in his body. He looked at Taoist Xue Ku and said coldly: "You will die before my spiritual power is exhausted."

After that, a strong aura of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was released from Xing Yuan, forcing the surrounding demon cultivators to groan and turn pale.

Taoist Xue Ku also restrained the smile on his face when he heard it. He was afraid that Xing Yuan would fight for his life, so he did not dare to be careless and hurriedly summoned the blood python back to his side to protect him.

Who knew that at the moment when Taoist Xue Ku summoned the blood python back to his side, Xing Yuan's figure flashed and suddenly turned into several green rays of light and flew in several directions!

Xing Yuan escaped!

This scene shocked everyone present. Song Yunge, who was left behind, had a gloomy face. Looking at the direction where Xing Yuan disappeared, his eyes flashed with contempt, and several elders showed despair.

The only Yuanying Realm cultivator in the four sects and three schools has escaped. Now no one can be the opponent of Taoist Xueku. The four sects and three schools are doomed!

Several elders followed Xing Yuan and forced back the Jindan Realm demon cultivator beside him, then fled to a distance. Song Yunge knew that there was only one way to go, so he ordered the elders to evacuate separately.

Taoist Xueku ignored Song Yunge and others, but looked at a certain direction where Xing Yuan fled and sneered: "Interesting, Xing Yuan, I want to see where you can escape after being hit by my blood demon soul-eating curse."

After that, Taoist Xueku's figure flashed, turned into several blood lights and chased in the direction where Xing Yuan left. As soon as Taoist Xueku left, dozens of Jindan Realm cultivators of the Demon Puppet Sect also controlled their own corpse puppets and chased in the direction where Song Yunge and others fled.

A cultivator beside Ye Zhou said with despair: "The Supreme Elder and the Elders have all fled, the demon cultivators are going to attack the Qifeng Mountains! What should we do?"

As soon as the voice fell, the cultivators shouted in fear from a distance: "Run quickly, there are more corpses coming! This time there are many more corpses than before!"

Ye Zhou looked into the distance and saw countless corpses attacking them. Ye Zhou and others no longer hesitated, and they broke through the surroundings and escaped from the Qifeng Mountains.

The handsome young man standing in the air glanced at the seven sects' cultivators fleeing in the Qifeng Mountains, a sneer appeared on his face, and he turned around to leave.

At this time, the blood coffin demon cultivator who had been guarding the handsome young man said: "Junior brother, where are you going?"

The handsome young man said without turning his head: "Hunting."