Three hundred and fifty-four, the sword is broken and the formation is broken
Bei Quan was well aware of the final destination of the corpses of those spiritual beasts, so after hesitating again and again, he reminded him: "Elder Xiong, don't overdo it. There will be no demons in the demon-slaying conference, and it will be difficult to explain to the great masters of the various sects who were invited.
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How Xiong Youyou broke through the bottleneck and became the supreme elder, other disciples of Tianyan Sword Sect don't know, but he, the Palm Peak of Divine Sword Peak, knows it very well.
That was blood and tears every step of the way.
——It’s just the blood and tears of monsters.
Now that the Mahayana demon cultivator Lu Jiucheng is in Xiong Youyou's palm, he may be able to add another boost to her practice.
At that time, Xiong Youyou will no longer be the last among the Supreme Elders, and it is almost certain that she will be promoted to the middle or upper position.
It's just that in this way, the Tianyan Sword Sect will not attack the Supreme Elder, but will only hold him accountable for being in the Void Refining Stage, and a few people will fan the flames and add insult to injury...
I don’t know how many people in Tianyan Sword Sect are staring at this fat guy at Palm Peak of Divine Sword Peak!
Hearing this, Xiong Youyou looked at Bei Quan coldly, smiled suddenly, and said with approval: "Bei Zhang Peak really takes care of the overall situation. Don't worry, the monsters in the Mahayana period will not die so easily. I will try to stop it."
Seeing her smiling face, Bei Quan couldn't help but shudder, secretly hating himself for talking too much.
Anyway, you don’t have to watch Lu Jiu suffer, so why are you so soft-hearted?
Bei Quan smiled apologetically and said, "Elder Xiong is a very perceptive person. It's me who looks forward and backward and thinks too much. One day I have to go to Wulu Mountain to find Du Quegu and ask for a few bottles of tranquilizing elixirs."
After saying that, he clasped his hands and saluted, turned around and left the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
After he left, Xiong Youyou waved his free hand, and the two thick black iron doors of the Hidden Sword Pavilion made a thunderous sound and gradually closed with a roar.
Then, she used her sword to burn a streak of sword energy on the black iron gate.
Even if other Supreme Elders come to the Hidden Sword Pavilion and see this sword energy, they will not rush in and become her enemy.
After doing this, Xiong Youyou maintained the sword formation, raised the sword, and started gesticulating on Lu Jiu from a distance.
If you encounter a Mahayana monster for the first time, where should you start?
The back meat is fresh and tender, the back neck is tender, the back meat is soft and tender, the shoulder meat is smooth and tender, the tendon meat is elastic and tender...
Why don't you give me some?
Lu Jiu was lying on the ground, feeling the tangible greed and desire through the sword array.
Out of curiosity, he quietly turned his face, risking his skin being scratched by the sword energy.
Seeing this, Lu Jiu almost got up from the ground.
Suddenly, four swords in the sword array came out at once, and the sword light danced wildly, cutting several holes in the Guiyi Sect Taoist robe that he carefully protected.
The sound of breaking cloth brought Lu Jiu back to his senses, and he lay back down unwillingly with his eyes wide open.
Memories of my childhood flooded my mind.
According to ordinary people, he, Lu Jiu, grew up eating the "milk of a hundred wolves".
Before he even opened his eyes, his mother was spotted and abducted by a passing monk while she was out looking for food.
This is nothing.
After all, the Jiujie Wolf looks cute and cute, and it often happens that he is captured and used as a contracted spiritual pet.
Who knows, this trip can also help the Jiujielang clan to find a fairyland.
Moreover, his mother was not a high-level monster at the time, and the value of her flesh, flesh, and skin was very limited.
When Lu Jiu began to eat bamboo, his mother, whom he had never met before, returned to the clan territory covered in bruises. Without caring about healing herself, she drove the entire Jiujie Wolf clan to migrate.
Lu Jiu still clearly remembers that after the whole clan left their ancestral land, his mother once raised her paw and caressed the top of his head, leaving a small leather bag filled with milk balls, and then left in a hurry.
After thousands of years, Lu Jiu never saw her again.
Later, he learned to make various concentrated meatballs without any teacher, and his cultivation level gradually increased and he also realized the innate magical power. From time to time, he went down to the mountains to inquire about information, but he always found nothing.
Until just now, Lu Jiu was not sure where to find his mother, who was most likely to have also opened up her spiritual wisdom.
Lu Jiu just saw clearly that the texture of the fur on the small leather bag containing the concentrated milk balls was exactly the same as the texture of the scabbard of the female cultivator outside the sword formation!
After contacting Tianyan Sword Sect's "Refining Love and Enlightenment", Lu Jiu figured out everything in an instant.
The person who kidnapped my mother in the first place was most likely the female cultivator outside the sword formation.
This man...he's going to kill him!
However, he was currently trapped in the sword formation and at a disadvantage, and he was not sure what the strength of that person was.
At this moment, Xiong Youyou's eyes fell on the broken Guiyi Sect Taoist robe on Lu Jiu, and he couldn't help but pause with the spiritual sword in his hand.
She returned the sword to its sheath and said: "I'm Xiong Youyou, Demon Immortal Lu Jiu from the Tianyan Sword Sect. I've heard the name for a long time and it's like thunder to my ears. Lu Daoyou is good at refining elixirs and medicines, so he should have no shortage of spiritual stones. As a demon cultivator, he doesn't need a spiritual sword by his side.
, why did you come to my Tianyan Sword Sect to steal the sword?"
After hearing this, Lu Jiu thought about it and replied: "Who stole the sword? I just want to see the Tianyan Sword Sect's fairy sword! Isn't it okay to be curious?"
Xiong Youyou was noncommittal about this statement and asked: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Lu lives alone, why did he put on the Taoist robe of the Guiyi Sect? Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Lu has any friendship with the Guiyi Sect?"
"What kind of friendship? What kind of friendship can there be? By chance, I met a disciple of the Guiyi Sect, and she gave it to me. Do I need to report to you cultivators one by one what kind of robe I wear?" Lu Jiu denied it.
He bluffed, "Why don't you let me out quickly?! This sword formation won't be able to trap me for long. When I get out on my own, it won't end well."
Xiong Youyou smiled at the threat but said nothing, and pointed it towards Lu Jiu with a sword.
In the sword formation, the four swords seemed to have received the order, and they all drew a line of sword energy and merged into one, heading straight towards Lu Jiu's heart.
Lu Jiu was on guard for a long time. He jumped up against the overwhelming pressure, raised his hands and gathered his strength to block the fatal blow.
No matter how strong his physical body was, it could not withstand the combined blow of nearly four immortal swords.
The fairy sword penetrated the palm of his hand and plunged into his chest, barely stopping in front of his heart.
Blood gushes out of his hands, and the belated pain almost makes Lu Jiu howl.
The sword energy dissipated, and the wounds on his chest and palms healed instantly.
But at the same time, the retreating sword energy had carried the oozing blood towards Xiong Youyou.
Lu Jiu had no choice but to take a good look at Xiong Youyou outside the formation and swallow a few drops of his own blood into his mouth.
Tasting the familiar yet unfamiliar scent in the blood, Xiong Youyou's eyes lit up.
She looked at Lu Jiu with burning eyes and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Lu is actually the bloodline of my late beloved pet! You and I are so destined!"
Lu Jiu took advantage of her momentary distraction, seized the opportunity, and swung out several afterimages with his sharp claws, followed by four oval space cracks as high as one person.
The fairy swords responded separately, each passing through and sewing to seal a spatial rift.
Lu Jiu reached out with his claws and grabbed the quasi-immortal sword, and gave it a neat knee strike.
With a "ding" sound, the sword broke and the formation broke.