Soul Devouring Sword Master

When I opened my eyes, it was already daytime outside, and the chirping of insects and birds was endless.

Just after stretching, Lin Xiao planned to find something to eat.

Suddenly, he frowned and vaguely felt that there seemed to be more breath around him.

With a fourth-grade spiritual vein, Lin Xiao's perception is naturally incomparable.

"The number of people is no less than dozens."

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed and he stood still in the tree.

Thinking about it, he was so immersed in practicing last night that he didn't notice that there was someone nearby.

An hour later, several more breaths came to the vicinity one after another.

Two hours later, there were two more breaths.

In this way, one after another, until noon, when the sun was shining, Lin Xiao felt at least twenty auras.

"These people, it seems, are just as interested in this top-quality spiritual vein as I am."

Lin Xiao thought in his mind, but these people are really calm and don't know when to take action.

at this time--

call out! call out!

Several blasts of wind sounded, and six or seven figures flew up and headed towards the top-grade spiritual veins.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Several people landed on the top of the mountain.

"It's Huangji Palace again!"

Lin Xiao's expression changed. Those robes on his spiritual veins were clearly disciples of Huangji Palace.

One of them has a slender figure, a jade crown on his head, a stern face, and a golden spear on his back. He has an extraordinary aura.

"Take away all the spiritual herbs!"

The stern young man ordered calmly.

"yes!"

The other people were about to take action.

"Ha ha......"

There was a loud laugh, and the next moment, more than twenty blood shadows flew up, quickly surrounding the entire spiritual vein.

"I didn't expect that someone else would come to my door so soon. They were disciples of the Huangji Palace. Well, among the major forces, you, the disciples of the Huangji Palace, have the most generous gifts."

A skinny young man from the Blood Evil Sect said with a sinister smile.

The other Blood Evil Sect disciples also looked at the Huangji Palace people with sneers on their faces, as if they were looking at Zai's prey.

"Funeral formation! Get up!"

The skinny young man waved his hand and ordered.

The next moment, the entire spiritual veins glowed brightly, and on the top of the peak, dense blood-colored spiritual patterns emerged, entangling the stern young people in an instant.

"If you fall into my burial formation, you will be turned into a mummy, haha."

The skinny young man laughed, moved his hand, and a bloody blade appeared, about to take action.

Uh-huh! Whoa...

All around, the sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded.

In an instant, dozens of golden-robed figures rushed over and surrounded the skinny young man and others.

"Is there anyone else?"

The skinny young man's face darkened, he glanced around and said coldly, "It seems that you have known for a long time that we were ambushing around here and deliberately lured us out. Do you want a oriole behind us?"

"However, you guys may not be our opponents!"

The skinny young man said solemnly.

There are only dozens of Huangji Palace disciples around, but their Blood Evil Sect has nearly thirty people. In terms of numbers, they have an advantage. Moreover, there are still several Huangji Palace disciples who are trapped in the formation.

Although the Huangji Palace disciples are quite capable in battle, their Blood Evil Sect has a numerical advantage, so they may not lose.

"Yeah?"

Among the Huangji Palace disciples surrounding him, a burly young man raised his lips slightly and said with a hint of joking, "Then let me see how much your Blood Evil Sect weighs."

"Kill as you wish!"

The skinny young man waved his hand, and suddenly, streams of aura rushed up like smoke.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

The burly young man said coldly, everyone in Huangji Palace also broke out.

"Kill, kill——"

In an instant, dozens of auras collided together, and the battle began.

boom! boom...

The roar resounded continuously, the space trembled, vigor and energy swept across.

The Huangji Palace's individual combat power is indeed higher than that of the Blood Evil Sect, but the Blood Evil Sect has the advantage in numbers. It is often two or three Blood Evil Sect disciples who join forces to deal with one Huangji Palace disciple.

As a result, Huangji Palace was even slightly at a disadvantage.

But overall, the battle situation still fell into a fierce battle, which was extremely fierce.

In addition, several Blood Evil Sect disciples did not participate in the battle, but were controlling the burial formation, manipulating the bloody spirit patterns, and frantically eroding the cold young people.

Bang!

There was an explosion, and two figures retreated at the same time. They were the burly young man and the skinny young man.

"Good boy, you can take on Wei Liao's sword, you are quite capable."

The burly young man snorted coldly.

"Haha, I, Bloodstain, am the number one expert in the outer palace of the Blood Evil Sect. I am not afraid of you Huangji Palace disciples. Sooner or later, my Blood Evil Sect will replace the position of the Huangji Palace."

The skinny young man sneered.

"I'll open a dyeing workshop with just a few colors for you. Your strength is average, but your tone is not. Your evil ways will never come to the fore. Sooner or later, we will be annexed by our Emperor's Palace."

Wei Liao said.

"Really? When you are all wiped out, you will know how ridiculous this sentence is."

"I'm afraid it's you who are being laughed at."

The corner of Wei Liao's mouth curled up with an inexplicable smile.

"Even when death is imminent, you still speak harshly."

The bloodstains were unimpressed.

boom! !

At this moment, a breath of shock burst out and the space trembled.

"What!"

Xueshen's expression changed, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a golden spear light rising up from the burial formation, straight into the sky.

A sharp and powerful aura swept across, instantly destroying a large area of ​​blood-colored spiritual patterns.

And this aura came from that cold young man.