The three hundred and fortieth chapters fall into the disadvantage
Although the communication between the two was secretive, it could not be hidden from Zhao Nanxing.
This person has cultivated to the seventh level of Nascent Soul, and his magical power and spiritual consciousness are almost as different from Qingchan's. Although Qingchan's sound transmission skills are very good, he cannot avoid this person's spiritual consciousness. He looked at Qingchan with a half-smile, and said
Zhang Zhixuan and Zhang Zhixuan suddenly felt a little nervous and were embarrassed to continue transmitting messages.
Qingchan's reminder just now made Zhang Zhixuan guess a little bit about Huang Ji Sect's back plan.
However, Hu Yongqiu is cunning and Huang Ji Zong's methods may not be able to deceive this person.
In addition to the three Nascent Soul monks from the Emperor's Sect, there were also seven Jindan monks who came in together. These seven people had different levels of cultivation. It was probably their first time entering the Demon Cloud Cave.
A group of seventeen people had just entered the Demon Cloud Cave when a blood cloud suddenly floated from a distance and covered everyone's heads.
Among the blood clouds, there were some demonic figures floating faintly.
The demonic shadow let out a shrill ghostly roar, and suddenly turned into streaks of blood, rushing toward everyone's faces.
Qing Chan and Zhang Zhixuan looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and immediately transformed into a spiritual light and flew into the sky above the blood cloud.
She raised her bare hand and flicked her bright wrist, and the Ziyang palace lantern appeared in her hand.
Large streams of purple flames spilled from the copper lamp mouth, wrapping the entire blood cloud in it.
In an instant, the blood cloud was refined by the Purple Sun Fire, and even the demon hidden inside had nowhere to hide.
"The person here is Shen Fengniang, and Hu Yongqiu has indeed begun to test us. Shen Fengniang's real body is not here. She just used the magic of blood sea to transform into demons to detect the enemy's situation. I am afraid that our number has been clearly seen by her."
Zhang Zhixuan nodded and said: "We have eight Nascent Souls. Even if Hu Yongqiu refines the magic sword, he may not dare to act rashly. But now that Shen Fengniang has appeared, we must all be careful."
At the same time, thousands of miles away, in a secret cave in Moyun Cave, Hu Yongqiu opened his eyes indifferently.
One hundred and twenty years ago, the Hehuan Sect had already breached the mountain gate by Zhang Zhixuan and others. Since then, in order to avoid Yu Wenhong, Hu Yongchou never built a fixed mountain gate, and their strongholds were almost constantly changing.
"How's it going? How many people from Huangji Sect and Ziyang Sect are here?"
Shen Fengniang said: "Four Nascent Souls came from the Ziyang Sect. Except for Chen Yunfeng, they almost came out in full force. Among them was Liu Qingchan, Congyi's enemy. Three people also came from the Huangji Sect, the leader was Zhao Nanxing, and the other two
They are in the early stage of Nascent Soul, one is Chu Liangcheng, and the other is relatively unfamiliar, he should be the new Nascent Soul. In addition, Ji Yuncheng, a casual cultivator of Nascent Soul, is also hanging out with them."
Shen Fengniang hid in the Song Dynasty for a period of time and founded Fenglou Xiaohui. She met several Nascent Souls of the Ziyang Sect and recognized Zhang Zhixuan and the others at a glance.
The Huangji Sect monks were their enemies, so they would naturally not admit the wrong person.
Ji Yuncheng is also relatively well-known among casual cultivators, but it is a pity that Shen Fengniang has been hiding in Moyun Cave for more than a hundred years, and the news is somewhat obscured. It is not known that this person has co-founded Guiyi Sect Taoism.
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon-turned-blood knife came out of his hand and roared around Hu Yongqiu.
"Don't worry, no matter how many people come, I will definitely avenge you. Yu Wenhong has a lot of ambitions, and he wants to lure the snake out of the hole again this time. But in this battle, I will do as he wishes and try the magic of the demon-turned-blood-sword."
With its sharp edge, see how many people it can kill."
Hu Yongqiu stretched out his hand and controlled the magic knife in his hand. With the magic power under his feet, a cloud formed and enveloped the three of them.
The monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul fled extremely fast. In less than half an hour, thick black clouds suddenly rolled up in front of them. The black clouds continued to surge and stir, and then there were bursts of muffled thunder.
The surrounding spiritual energy was constantly rotating, and soon a vortex was formed. The momentum in the vortex was solemn, as if some great supernatural power was brewing?
After a moment, a streak of blood light burst out, and the blood light turned into a thousand-foot long rainbow, carrying a billowing blood mist, and struck directly at the top of Qing Chan's head.
The bloody light came so fast that Liu Guyan and Dong Xueying, the two Nascent Souls, didn't even have time to react. The danger had suddenly come.
Qingchan gave a sweet smile and did not dodge. A cloud suddenly appeared above his head, and a purple light shot up from the cloud. The purple light instantly skyrocketed a thousand feet and turned into a solid purple shield.
After breaking through the fourth level of Nascent Soul, Qingchan's Purple Qi Xuangang defense ability increased by 30 to 40%.
The defensive effect of this magical power is no less than that of a sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon, and its defensive ability against magic spells also has some blessing effects.
Although the Purple Qi Xuangang is powerful, the power of the Demon Sword is even more powerful.
There was a whine, and the Demon Sword turned into a rainbow, shot into the sky, and then turned into thousands of blood lights, slashing at Ziqi Xuangang from all directions.
In less than a moment, cracks appeared on the Purple Qi Xuangang.
There was a flash of purple light in Qingchan's eyes, and two rays of purple energy instantly hit the blade of the Heavenly Demon Blood Knife.
When Hu Yongqiu refined this sword, he did not refine it with his own soul, but instead refined his disciple Lou Congyi Cannian into it. He used the heart-to-heart spell to let the magic sword communicate with him anytime and anywhere.
The purple energy divine light hit the sword, which did not hinder Hu Yongqiu much, but it injured Lou Congyi's spirit.
Lou Congyi is already equivalent to the spirit of the Demon-turned-Blood Sword. Once he is damaged, the Demon-turned-Blood Sword instantly loses some of its spirituality.
At the same time, Qingchan suddenly pulled out the Ziyang Palace Lantern, and the Ziyang Palace Lantern released large streams of purple sky fire, burning towards the black clouds ahead.
Seeing Qingchan and Hu Yongqiu falling into a fierce fight as soon as they met, Zhang Zhixuan's expression changed, and with a flash of light, he began to join forces with Qingchan to deal with the enemy.
Zhang Zhixuan knew in his heart that although Qingchan was powerful, she could contain the ninth-level Nascent Soul monks, but her skills and methods could restrain the demonic cultivators. After advancing to the middle Nascent Soul stage, she could even compete with the ninth-level Nascent Soul demonic cultivators.
However, Hu Yongqiu forged a magic sword, and even Yu Wenhong had to avoid its edge. Qing Chan alone would definitely not be able to defeat this man.
Zhang Zhixuan looked at the bloody demonic shadows flying all over the sky inside the black clouds, his eyes became very firm.
He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Qiankun Magic Sword with a flash of his eyes.
A ray of spiritual light flashed instantly and shot into the black clouds.
The sword light flashed with divine light, continuously killing the blood shadows in the black clouds.
The Qiankun Magic Sword is extremely sharp. As long as the sword light catches up with a blood shadow, it can kill it cleanly.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhixuan showed no concern for his magic power. No matter how the blood shadow changed, he could not escape the tracking of the flying sword.
These blood shadows were all created by Hu Yongqiu's magic power.
Every time Zhang Zhixuan kills a head, his magic power will weaken a little.
Since this person does not reveal his true identity, Zhang Zhixuan can only use this method to contain him to a certain extent and relieve some pressure on Qing Chan.
Zhang Zhixuan and his wife started fighting with Hu Yongchou, and Yuanying who was traveling with them also launched a fierce attack.
Liu Lingjun, Master Liu Guyan and his disciples released the Purple Sun Fire and began to refine the black cloud released by Hu Yongqiu.
Under the leadership of Zhao Nanxing, the three members of the Huangji Sect joined forces and ventured into the black cloud.
Just after a round of fierce attacks, blood shadows can still continue to form in the black clouds.
These blood shadows were far and near, as if they couldn't be killed no matter what.
However, more cracks began to appear on the purple Qi Xuangang released by Qing Chan.
Seeing that he could not win the war of attrition, Zhang Zhixuan's face suddenly became gloomy.