The Lord who use immortals as food

For Pei Ye and the two of them, this was like a nightmare that suddenly came into view.

A moment ago, the boys and girls were stretching their legs and laughing. They had really reached their limit. They thought about returning to the familiar Bowang soon and meeting Miss Ming. They should give everything they had in this trip, the Immortal Terrace and Tianshan will definitely be able to take the case a big step forward.

But things got out of control unexpectedly. The surrounding fog was cold, broken, dead, and bloody, and all five senses were affected in an instant.

This is Bowang. Pei Ye thought.

Mr. Sui made a correct judgment when he said that the person who took the items from the third floor of the Immortal Tower was the Sun-Rihui Hui. However, Wu Hejian said that the person who took the scene from the stall was also the Sun-ri-Hui Hui.

There are no layers of cast iron on the stall to isolate the magic circle. It is not difficult to quietly take a piece of drama from behind as a four-life cultivator. For example, [Treasure Raft on the Other Side] can do it.

Pei Ye didn't know why Huansilou wanted to tell him about Xiangzhou's affairs. Maybe it was a necessary sacrifice to transfer Miss Ming. Maybe he felt that he couldn't dig that deep. Maybe he had other considerations and designs.

In short, this matter was brought out by Huansilou on his own initiative. The nature of the matter is completely different.

To make such a sacrifice, they must take the initiative to do something, and they must be sure of accomplishing something.

This is where the sudden chill in Pei Ye's spinal cord came from.

What he saw in front of him made his heart sink into the ice cellar. This broken bloody body rushed through the fog, and the power of falling was like a dragon falling from the sky. The false gable wall it hit shattered in an instant.

Xuanmen.

He was not even a first-level person like Lord Jing and Master Li. Pei Ye stood in front of the girl with his sword and felt the suffocating wind coming towards him. He almost felt like he was back in Xincang Mountain in August.

It was only in the fierce fight between Zhu Gaoyang and the three purple robes that he seemed to have such power.

No matter what the current situation is, it is difficult for him to play any role in such a battle.

As his heart sank, he first reached out and held the girl's hand behind him, but he only felt a cold shiver.

Li Mingqing also stared at the tragic scene in front of her in shock, but after a few glances, she realized that she recognized this manor.

The one at the southeast corner of the Seven Dragons, now here - the girl immediately thought of something, her face suddenly turned pale, and she looked around suddenly.

Then he froze in the sky.

After a layer of mist, under the rain curtain were four bloody figures fighting fiercely. The old man's withered and familiar figure suddenly came into view, and the blood-stained half of his face squeezed the girl's heart and lungs hard.

In such a battle situation, he was like tissue paper in a hurricane, crumbling at every moment.

Li Mingqing understood this scene in an instant.

This is the manor that the old man said was under his supervision. Now, the people in Huansilou have indeed stepped into this trap, but the enemy seems to be ridiculously strong.

But Li Mingqing didn't understand this scene at all.

——The old man once told her with a smile that he was just watching and there was no need to take action.

Li Mingqing did not let go of her worries so naively. After all, this was a killing situation in the Xuanmen realm, but what she thought was that the old man might be discovered first and be forced to fight in the chaos. There would always be many accidents.

Just as the old man always smiled and did not want to worry her, the girl also hid her fear deeply and did not show it to the old man.

But it was indeed a nightmare that would wake her up in the middle of the night.

The girl really didn't dare to think about what would happen after losing the old man. This was her only relative.

So now when she saw the frail and fragile figure in her mind, which made her worry every time she went out, floating in such a hurricane, the girl felt that her brain went blank.

He was clearly not being forced, he was clearly not being entangled, he was taking the initiative and charging with all his strength - even she could clearly see that the danger of this battle far exceeded his strength.

Li Mingqing didn't know how to face such a sudden scene. Her whole figure was frozen, and her mind was completely fettered by the intertwined swords in the sky. She didn't even dare to think about the reason. She was afraid that if her mind wandered, the old man would change. Into a shapeless corpse.

She watched his life-threatening sprint, watched him draw his sword decisively, and when she saw the black robe slashing at the old man's neck, the girl's eyes suddenly went blank, but when her eyes caught the fast and fierce exchange again, , he saw the old man's staggering figure standing under the wall with his sword in hand.

She almost lost all her strength.

No longer daring to stand stiffly and forgetting to say hello to the young man, Li Mingqing stumbled forward and rushed towards the old man.

But she only took two steps, and the old man was already rushing forward again.

She couldn't tell which one filled her heart first, anger or fear. In the sky, the wind dragon kept flying for hundreds of feet, and the whole night sky danced with it. The black-robed long sword seemed to cut out another world. In such a battle situation, the paper-thin old man stabbed in with his sword without hesitation. , his expression was as cold as another person.

The next moment, blood exploded from under all the skin of his body, like an arrow struck by a broken wing, and the old man's dark red body fell stiffly.

Li Mingqing didn't have time to glance at the situation on the other side. With only this figure in her eyes, she staggered and ran over with all her strength.

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the other side.

The screaming sword that truly belongs to "Ye Que", this body is indeed no longer able to control the profound energy on its own, but it is still the best channel for outputting profound energy among everyone present.

So "Yunsuo Zhulou" handed everything over to him.

Xiang Minghao also decisively burned everything he had.

"I was given an unworthy body, so I parted ways and let my ambitions wander in the clouds."

No words are needed, the two parties who just suddenly fought each other now have a tacit understanding!

The actor finally didn't expect this time. He already had too many things to consider in tonight's battle. Xiang Minghao came out of the mist with a half-broken body. The actor suddenly returned the knife and his eyes suddenly changed. Anzang moved over.

Yeque Cultivator's attack was immediately different from that of the two masters. The actor had no time to make any space, and the mighty sword wind was approaching.

The actor retreated violently with his sword, but at the touch of the sword, his posture instantly collapsed. The explosive mysterious energy was out of control all around. The actor raised his hand to form a seal, like a plate of loose sand poured into a mold, and the mysterious energy condensed into a formation in an instant.

The next moment, the formation was shattered again. The black robe waved his hand, and a black curtain suddenly opened in front of him. I don't know how this magic weapon was made. In short, the space in front of him seemed to be frozen for an instant. But it still only persisted for a moment, and the next moment the rainy night was torn apart like a piece of silk. Xiang Minghao's broken body, covered in blood, and holding a sword, jumped out from behind, his sword energy moving forward inexorably.

The black robe showed a tense solemnity in the scene, and he only managed to get a half-way gap to draw the sword.

The sword was as bright as the arc of the moon, and was struck by Xiang Minghao's sword before it took shape. The black robe barely caught half of the sword, and the remaining half of the sword poured out on him, exploding into a beautiful flower in the rainy night. Blood flowers.

Origin of Ye Que's Injury Ye Que, this is the first time that Hei Pao has been seriously injured since entering the arena.

The opportunity suddenly appeared at this moment.

Like a blood-sucking fly, at this moment, everyone present noticed the collapse of the black robe's posture.

Never wasting an opportunity, Wudong, who was behind the "Jade Tiger", was the first to rush down, and a thundering sword penetrated the black robe's heart.

Xiang Minghao completely exhausted all his strength at this time, and his sword fell powerlessly. After his falling figure, Anzang also jumped up with his sword in hand.

Almost at the same time, the blood on Hei Pao's body had just exploded. At the moment when his body was most out of control, the tip of the holeless sword was already approaching. Hei Pao tried his best to lean forward and avoid the sword.

It also almost exhausted all the power at this moment.

Wudong is still preparing the sword for An Zang.

The next moment, the cold sword suddenly penetrated the left shoulder of the black robe.

The actor turned around suddenly like a wounded tiger. This scene was stained with his own blood for the first time, making it look even more sinister. Anzang was three feet in front of him.

The man in white who came riding the wind looked solemn and stared at the person in front of him without flinching. Since the beginning of the game, he has caused him many injuries directly and indirectly.

At this moment, there were only two of them. Anzang drew his arm and drew his sword, but the actor took the first step and grabbed the blade with his backhand, so Anzang suddenly raised his arm to twist the sword.

A sword energy like a whistling snow was suddenly generated in his body, enough to cut off half of his body.

But the next moment, this violent attack was firmly held in the sword by Hei Pao. The two of them were shocked at the same time and suffered this counter-injury.

But the mysterious energy that exploded was once again used by the show owner.

Except for techniques such as drawing empty space to form a formation, there are few methods that can integrate the completely disintegrated profound energy so quickly. The actor's hand holding the sword turned, and the profound energy flowed up the sword body, between Anzang's hand and the sword. A mysterious energy lock fell between the handles.

Then the actor stabbed his body with the sword. Anzang's body was pulled forward uncontrollably, almost touching his face with the painted blood. The black robe's punch was like a wave of the sea, hitting Anzang mercilessly. on the raised forearm.

Bones shatter and blood flies.

But amidst this tragedy, Anzang's teeth were clenched as if made of iron, and there was no trace of panic on his face that was controlling his body.

Because approaching was what he had in mind, and the game of swords was not his focus.

Even in this seemingly infinite real opportunity, he still only turned his gaze downwards and placed it on the bead bag.

A golden sword shape as long as a little finger protruded from his fingertips.

Tianshan magic weapon, [Golden Hairpin for Fishing Dragons].

The killing magic weapon with similar functions to the [Snow Token] in the Vein Tree Realm is almost the trump card in his arsenal. Except in such an opportunity, Anzang will never throw it away.

There is no visible power, just like it is wrapped in bait and swims silently into the throat of a long dragon, and then is completely lifted up by the waves of the lake.

When the actor realized the fluctuation of Xuan Qi, the tip of the hairpin had already touched the bead bag. At this distance and in this state, he punched Anzang's forearm with all his strength, and it was really too late to do anything.

But with such a punch in front of him, Anzang's eyes suddenly froze.

The thing held in this hand was revealed for the first time in front of his eyes.

Spherical, with a sharp dividing line, half black iron, half amber. This is - the soul-stealing bead!

Anzang's heart and lungs were almost clenched to death. If the soul-stealing beads were here, what was hanging on his waist? !

The gold hairpin has been dotted with the bead bag.

Anzang looked sharply, but there was no damage.

Invisible waves rippled, and the sharp killing power of [Fishing Dragon Golden Hairpin] was silently annihilated. This bag is a magic weapon!

Moreover, it is an extremely precious magical weapon. The [Fishing Dragon Golden Hairpin] is a murderous weapon specially designed for Xuanmen. It can even penetrate the sword of Donghai Sword Furnace B under full force, but it stopped in front of this bead bag. .

But when the shock in Anzang's heart failed to subside, another strange feeling first spread throughout his body, making him stunned for a moment in such a situation.

He lowered his head in disbelief. On his waist, the symbol of Tianshan disciple's identity - the pendant of "Yunluo Jade". The translucent white jade on it was slowly reflecting a simple symbol. .

Two horizontal lines of the same length are joined together, and the upper one is cut off from it.

Something indescribable gripped Anzang's heart and lungs tightly. He opened his mouth and felt as if he was in a dream, and for a moment he couldn't make any sound.

This is too old a legend.

Cloud-gilded gold is only produced in the Tianshan Mountains, and Tianshan is the only place in the world where cloud-gilded gold is used to cast door talismans. After the disciple gets his door talisman, he will pick up a jade stone from Qunyu Mountain. Yunlai has excellent compatibility with all kinds of jade materials. He will embed the jade stone in the hole of the talisman. After three years, the jade and gold will blend together.

This is the only "dian jade" in Tianshan Mountains and has been passed down for thousands of years.

In those misty myths, the Master of the West Sea lives on the Qunyu Mountain, and the Tianshan Mountain is his fairy court. When the divine attendants from the fairy kingdom enter the world, they wear the clouds of the Tianzhu as their clothes and wear the jade of the Qunyu as their clothing.

In countless ancient classics, Tianshan regards this as its origin, and it still regards Peiyu as its deepest identity.

When he first entered the school, the elders of the sect nodded to him and said with a smile that he should take the pendant with him when he went out, maybe he would use it to recognize the Immortal Lord of the West Pole. Later, when he became an elder himself, he often made such jokes with his juniors when talking about Yun Zhen.

It is difficult to say where these legends stand in the hearts of Tianshan disciples. They are like real and illusory clouds that are out of reach. No one dares to take them seriously, but deep down in their hearts, they are like a bright and mysterious jade hook. Every time When I touch it, I often think about the world and stay there for half an hour.

Later, Anzang took charge of his own affairs, and he did know that Tianshan had been chasing those misty people for hundreds of years, and he himself became one of them. However, this was a road that was too long, with no end in sight.

They searched for everything from the ancient times, wandering around the Western Territory looking for clues about King Mu's western tour. In fact, it was just to catch a clue that seemed to be [Zhaoyou] like now. For Anzang, this was already very rare. progress.

However, now, as if in the slow and down-to-earth pursuit, someone suddenly dragged me to the sky!

[Zhaoyou] What is it? ! What is King Mu? ! What is Senzo? !

This is clearly the ultimate goal of Tianshan's thousand-year pursuit, the highest goal of Emperor Mu's 30,000-mile westward tour, and the legendary master of the West Sea who controls the power of the Western Realm - [Heart of the West Courtyard]!

They had always guessed that King Mu might have placed it in the deepest part of the Immortal Hidden. No one in Tianshan would have thought that it would be it that Huansilou was planning in secret!

The huge absurdity cast a layer of unreality on everything. An Zang was almost blinded at this moment - what they are fighting here is bullshit! Call Lord Leafpool! Call the headmaster!

But his throat was indeed unable to make any sound.

At this moment, Anzang suddenly understood that his life was more important than anything else, so he cut off Tianshan's hand that was reaching out to Shaolong. This is the meaning of this person still staying here!

The flowing blood stained the painting, and the two were so close. After the scene, Anzo saw these eyes so close for the first time.

Bright, calm, cruel.

He was never panicked by his situation, nor did he see any cruel bloodlust - it was always the look of someone waiting for his prey.

Anzang's eyes were red, but he couldn't even squeeze out a hint of hoarseness. The actor's wrist flicked, and a small dagger was indifferently nailed into his forehead.

He waved his hand and pushed, and the man's body fell down. In such a desperate situation, no one had any room to turn around.

But at the next moment, a flowing light and shadow suddenly broke through the clouds and mist!

At the end of the battle, such fresh and powerful power suddenly appeared. The protagonist really had no strength left. He barely managed to draw the sword. The tip of the sword clanged against the blade, and the chaotic white clouds flew like blizzard. It penetrated his abdomen in an instant.

The scene took a ferocious turn. With Xiang Minghao's sword, the continuous offensive was still coming!