When Elder Xiao saw Xuan Ye plugging the bottle again and slowly walking towards him, he could no longer suppress his excitement.
He has been stuck in the middle stage of transformation for a long time. If he can get the spirit saliva, he will definitely be able to break the bottleneck.
Of course, what I just said was to stabilize Xuan Ye. I know that the fewer people there are for this kind of secret treasure, the better. Once I get it, I will kill everyone!
Elder Xiao felt a little regretful after thinking about it. He shouldn't have allowed the three deacons to come together, as they would inevitably have to sort things out.
But compared with this spiritual saliva, this benefit is really nothing.
Xuan Ye, who came up with the bottle, was also very excited. I don't know if it was the demon blood in his body or the crazy thoughts in his heart!
"Six steps, five steps, three steps..."
Elder Xiao stared at the bottle, while Xuan Ye lowered his head and stared at Elder Xiao's trembling hands.
Until they were face to face, Xuan Ye presented the bottle with both hands.
The moment Elder Xiao held the bottle, the expressions of both parties changed.
However, Xuan Ye was calculating mentally but not intentionally. Xuan Ye shook his hand, and the bottle originally held in Elder Xiao's hand shook and was about to slip out.
Elder Xiao could only focus on the bottle of false spiritual saliva, quickly grasped it with both hands, and then his panic calmed down.
However, the cold wind in his ears made him raise his heart again, and he looked intently. Xuan Ye held a magic pen in one hand and inserted it into the two acupuncture points on his forehead!
The bright light on the spiritual pen made Elder Xiao fall into despair, and then he realized that he had underestimated Xuan Ye. This boy was actually at the same level as him, in the middle stage of transformation!
With a sneak attack first and the effect of forging the body, a pair of spiritual pens penetrated Elder Xiao's temples from both sides at the same time.
The plasma splashed out, and the elder of Qianji Sect died in the main hall before he could verify the authenticity of the spirit saliva.
Xuan Ye picked up the bottle of wine, took off Elder Xiao's clothes, and at the same time took away the other person's thousands of wolf hairs.
Even before the plan was implemented, he discovered that the other party was about the same size as him. If he disguised himself, he might be able to sneak out through the back door.
That's why he took off the other person's clothes so carefully, then wrapped his head that was prone to bleeding, and finally hid it on the beam of the main hall.
After confirming that there was no big noise, Xuan Ye put on his clothes, climbed up to the roof through the light-transmitting opening above, and walked to the back door of the hall on his stomach.
Although the deacon outside the door will not wait too long, as long as no body is found, he will not immediately order the mountain to be closed.
After crawling for a while, he made sure no one was around and jumped from the roof into the yard.
Only then did Xuan Ye realize that there were really many Qianji Sect disciples. He had just checked on the roof and there were disciples patrolling the mountain even outside the courtyard wall.
It's like plunging into a hornet's nest, with thorns everywhere you go.
However, he was quite close to the side door. After walking around with a bamboo hat in the courtyard, he walked freely through the passage and walked towards the courtyard gate.
There were many disciples in the way, but none of them doubted Xuan Ye's identity. Firstly, he was wearing an elder's uniform, and secondly, he walked too arrogantly, so these disciples did not dare to provoke him.
Seeing the side door getting closer and closer, Xuan Ye slowly let go of his hanging heart. However, the moment he opened the door, he bumped into a middle-aged man wearing rich clothes through the door.
When he saw that the other party was in his early forties, he had a calm demeanor, and the clothes he was wearing were not Qianjimen clothes, he didn't care and strode out the door.
The other party seemed a little shocked and didn't say anything to stop him. It wasn't until Xuan Ye strode down the mountain that he asked with a chuckle.
"Elder Xiao, why don't you ask me when you see my sect leader?"
Xuan Ye paused, choosing the latter between running and saluting, and said with his throat: "I have something urgent to do. I didn't see the sect leader for a while. Please forgive me!"
"Oh? What's with the blood on your collar?"
Because Xuan Ye was nervous, he subconsciously touched his collar and realized immediately, shouldn't Qianji Sect call him the master? Besides, he had already checked and there was no blood on his clothes at all!
"Fell into a trap!" He shouted secretly, turned around and ran down the mountain.
The man in the rich uniform looked cold and said coldly: "Ring the bell immediately, and the other disciples will follow me to chase after you!"
Xuan Ye heard the sound of the bell first, and then heard the sound of breaking wind less than a hundred meters behind him. Knowing that the master of Qianji Sect had caught up with him, he spread his legs and wanted to jump down ten steps at a time.
However, he was able to fly for a short time in the Hunling Stage, but he did not dare to summon the white bird for fear of ending up with exhausted spiritual power again.
After a while, the leader of Qianji Sect came behind Xuan Ye and sneered: "Good job, you are the first one to come out alive after entering Qianji Sect. If you hadn't met me, you would have escaped danger at this moment."
Listening to the words, Xuan Ye felt a little excited in his heart, and then realized that this was a tactic to distract him.
This old fox, not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has such a deep scheming mind!
He knew that it was impossible to escape from the front, so he simply used a trick and slowed down slightly to make the other party think that he had fallen into the trap.
Xuan Ye heard the sound of the wind getting closer and closer, all his energy and energy were concentrated in one place, until the sound of footsteps gently appeared behind him, he turned around and pushed out with a palm!
The leader of the Qianji Sect didn't seem to expect that Xuan Ye would use the palm technique, so he subconsciously struck a palm, which immediately caused heartbreaking pain!
Looking at the palm, half of the palm was split open, and the fracture was very smooth, as if it had been cut by an extremely sharp object.
He didn't expect that as a tiger, he would be bitten by a rabbit one day. The murderous intention in his heart surged like a tide, but he had to stop and treat the wound.
If he runs any further, the remaining half of his hand will be broken off.
Xuan Ye also had the mentality of taking a gamble. He didn't expect that the green python's snake teeth were so sharp that even the physical body of the Hunling Stage could be easily torn apart.
It's a pity that there is only one chance. When we meet again, the master of Qianji Sect will definitely kill him with his pen without hesitation.
He couldn't care less, so he immediately summoned the white bird and rushed out of the city.
What frightened Xuan Ye was that the bloody fingerprints on the pages of the book had faded a lot. Could this mean that once the fingerprints completely faded away, the "Thousand Spirits Strategy" could no longer be used!
I didn't have time to think more, I heard the wind whistling in my ears, and it turned out to be the master of Qianji Sect chasing after me.
He increased his spiritual power and rushed outside the city in one breath, flying towards the barren slopes in the distance.
"Boy, you can't run away. I, Ye Cheng, will definitely kill you today!"
Hearing the shouts behind him getting closer and closer, Xuan Ye felt an unknown anger rising in his heart. He slowly clenched his fists and let the white bird land directly on the deserted wilderness.
The strong wind stirred up, but it made his blood burn even more intensely.
Kill him? Everyone wants to kill him!
What did he do wrong? Why can't these people tolerate him?
Xuan Ye's body trembled, red demonic energy slowly emerged from his body, and tiny horns emerged from his head.
This tremor is both anger and excitement!
He looked at Ye Cheng who had landed on the ground, picked up Qianjuan Langhao, and wrote down the Po Zi Jue very quickly.
The originally gray ink stain was now wrapped around Chi Bian, and its power was several times greater than before.
However, this low-level Po Zi Jue naturally could not stop Ye Cheng. He waved a burst of energy and scattered the Po Zi.
But one broken word shattered, and the next broken word came with the wind. One after another, he was a little annoyed!
"What's the use of struggling to the death?" Ye Cheng shouted deeply, the black ink on his hand floated out of thin air, light and shadow flashed, and the black ink was like a ghost whirling around the pen.
Compared with the pen repair that Xuan Ye met before, this ghost does not only have a physical form, but also has spiritual wisdom, just like the tree roots of the withered old man.
Xuan Ye saw the ghost rushing towards him without showing any fear. He moved the pen quickly in his hand, and more and more broken characters accumulated until the back was close to the front and flew out like ripples.
With a "pop" sound, these broken characters squeezed and repeled each other, but slowly merged under the subsequent push.
Gradually, nearly a hundred broken characters merged and turned into one shining bloody broken character suspended in the wilderness.
It is like a bubble, floating up and down, and the thick ink in the center is as black as a swamp, making people sink into it at a glance.
The bloody light that spread out was like thousands of needle pricks, leaving thousands of holes wherever it shined.
Ye Cheng was also horrified when he saw it. Is this really the lowest level breaking technique in his memory? Now it seems that even the ghost is inferior by three points.
However, the broken character was suspended there, motionless, and he did not dare to move.
Ye Cheng looked at Xuan Ye. He didn't seem to have any intention of pushing the character, and he was also suspicious in his heart. "He set this trap, is he waiting for me to pass by?"
"Aren't you going to kill me? Why, are you scared?" Xuan Ye smiled coldly, raised his head slightly, and looked at Ye Cheng extremely arrogantly.
Although the demon blood was rioting in his body, what was different from the past was that he suppressed it with his will.
Just like flood discharge, the levee collapsed before, but now only a small opening has opened.
As the leader of Qianji Sect, Ye Cheng naturally cannot be looked down upon by a junior, especially since the anger of being plotted just now is still lingering. With a thought in his mind, the ghost that stopped in mid-air continued to rush towards Xuan Ye.
Just when he thought Po Zi would attack at this moment, he found that Xuan Ye's face changed suddenly, from arrogance to panic.
"Is it possible?" Ye Cheng was overjoyed. When he saw Xuan Ye was knocked out by the ghost, he vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and his hanging heart slowly dropped!
"This kid really doesn't have the ability to mobilize such a powerful force!" He couldn't help but laugh ferociously, and when he saw Xuan Ye slowly getting up, but he didn't even have the strength to stand still, he completely relaxed his heartstrings.
"The Wandering Spirit Technique that hit me with all my strength will seriously injure me even in the Hunling Stage, let alone a junior in the Transformation Stage. I am indeed too cautious!"
Ye Cheng thought to himself, and flew towards Xuan Ye, deliberately avoiding the suspended broken characters.
In this way, even if Xuan Ye is careful, he can't be harmed!
When Xuan Ye saw Ye Cheng rushing towards him, his face turned white again and again, but he was laughing secretly in his heart.
"Boy, you are wearing Elder Xiao's clothes. Where are the others?" Ye Cheng asked coldly.
"Dead." Xuan Ye saw that the anger on Ye Cheng's face became even more intense, and the black beads and ink hair exploded with bright light, as if he was preparing for the final blow.
"Okay, very good... not only can you kill me, the Qianjimen elder, by myself, but I can also almost let you escape. This intelligence and courage are really scary. If I don't get rid of you now, there will be endless troubles in the future!"
After saying this, Ye Cheng waved his ink brush and saw a sneer on Xuan Ye's face, which made him panic in his heart.
Why? Why are you so uneasy!
"No, this is all a delaying tactic!" He gathered his Mo Feng and was about to strike down, but he was surprised to feel the cold air coming from behind!