Seeing that Chen Xuan was trying to be unfavorable to Jun Yifeng, Hongyi, Ling Yi and other Yuanxia Mountain disciples all sacrificed magic weapons and surrounded Chen Xuan.
"Let Jun Yifeng come down!"
Hongyi shouted in a deep voice.
Jun Qingxue, who is possessed by the morning glow, died in the sacred thunder seed. After he returns, he will definitely face the scolding of the immortal chief of the sect. If a Qingyang disciple is allowed to attack Jun Yifeng, what kind of face will he have to go back?
Chen Xuan looked at the disciples of various sects present with blood, and then spoke coldly and bloodthirsty: "In Qingxue's death, everyone present cannot escape the blame. Today, I want you to be buried with Qingxue!"
At this moment, Chen Xuan had completely lost his mind. This was the first time he had been controlled by hatred after experiencing his spiritual journey and fell into a state of madness.
And all this is just because of a sentence Jun Qingxue said to him before her death.
Regardless of the reason, Chen Xuan had realized that Jun Qingxue was his beloved woman Qin Feixue.
The beloved woman died in front of him, and the fierce and evil aura that Chen Xuan had hidden in his heart due to killing all burst out at this moment! At this moment, Chen Xuan could no longer be regarded as a normal Chen Xuan, but was consistent with his title of Evil Emperor and could be called "Xie Xuan".
Facing the cold and fierce look of "Xiexuan", the disciples of each sect couldn't help but shudder.
When Zheng Chengkun, Xiao Han and Yang Chao saw Chen Xuan's aura change drastically and became a person they didn't know at all, they were all very surprised.
Of course, not everyone was scared by Chen Xuan's cold breath. Mu Chen said disdainfully: "Chen Xuan, do you really think that you are a martial artist with outstanding combat power, so you can speak out like this?
I want to kill all of us, are you dreaming?”
"Chen Xuan, don't offend the disciples of the sect, come to my side!"
Xiao Han ordered coldly.
But Chen Xuan did not listen to anyone's words. He took out the blood of Xuanyuan Sword and the Three Emperors in his face. A drop of the blood of the Three Emperors swallowed it into his belly. The energy in his body became hot and burning as if it was burning! Baili Yunsu was stunned. Chen Xuan actually dared to take out the blood of Xuanyuan Sword and the Three Emperors. It seemed that he was really crazy! And it was not over yet. Chen Xuan pinched his left finger technique, and a two-meter-high black armor puppet was also summoned out of the storage bag by him.
Sensing the yin energy emitted by this mysterious armor puppet, everyone changed their faces.
It turned out that Chen Xuan had a golden elixir-stage mysterious armor puppet, no wonder he dared to say that everyone here would be buried with Jun Qingxue.
"Click!"
Chen Xuan pinched Jun Yifeng's neck without expression and threw it on the ground.
"How dare you, beast!"
Hongyi was furious and drove the brushwork to paint a large piece of red cloud at Chen Xuan.
Other Yuanxia Mountain disciples also attacked Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan didn't even look at them, and the Xuanyuan Sword burst out with a golden sword light, instantly killing all Yuanxia Mountain disciples, including Hongyi.
Hongyi's brush artifact melted into invisible form in the golden sword light.
The disciples of other sects all opened their eyes and mouths.
Kill so many genius disciples of Yuanxia Mountain in one sword?
What level of magic weapon is this golden sword?
Everyone was shocked and found that Chen Xuan's blood-red eyes were sweeping over.
The killing began! Chen Xuan drove the golden elixir-stage puppets and killed the disciples of the Zhongliu Sect. What practiced Cheng Kun, Xiao Han, and Yang Chao, and none of them survived the pursuit of the golden elixir-stage puppets led by the soul of Youhuo Mingjun.
Chen Xuan himself waved the Xuanyuan Sword, and the overwhelming golden sword light swallowed up the disciples of the Biyun Sect, the Yunchao Sword Sect and the Wu Zhen Sect.
"Brother Chen!"
"Brother Chen!"
Baili Yunsu and Chen Sizhen did not expect that Chen Xuan even attacked them. They were completely unable to withstand the power of Xuanyuan Sword. They were hit by the sword light and fell into the ground instantly.
Of course, compared to the others who died under the Xuanyuan Sword, Baili Yunsu and Chen Sizhen can survive.
Although Chen Xuan completely lost his mind and turned into a killing machine driven by hatred, he subconsciously let go of the person who did not agree to open the iron cage, such as Liu Tingting, who survived and was temporarily in a coma.
Chen Xuan, who has a foundation-building stage cultivation, consumes a drop of the blood of the Three Emperors every time he shoots a sword, which is undoubtedly a waste, but how could Chen Xuan, who has lost his mind, take care of these things?
Taking four drops of the blood of the Three Emperors in succession, at the cost of overdrawing magic power and destroying the Taoist foundation, Chen Xuan cut out four swords and added a golden elixir puppet to almost destroy all the genius disciples present.
Only Ruocheng, the genius witch of Wu Zhen Cult, used his natal Gu Fire to barely resist the power of Xuanyuan Sword.
But he was also seriously injured by Chen Xuan.
Wu Ruocheng agreed that opening the iron cage was one of the culprits that killed Jun Qingxue, and Chen Xuan would certainly not let her go.
Walking to this genius girl of Wu Zhen Cult covered in blood, Chen Xuan grabbed Wu Ruocheng's neck and lifted her up from the ground.
"Big, big brother, don't kill me..." Wu Ruocheng grabbed Chen Xuan's hand that strangled her throat with both hands. A pair of big eyes was crying, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding.
She cried and begged for mercy, but Chen Xuan didn't listen at all.
Wu Ruocheng became tighter and tighter by Chen Xuan, and he could hardly breathe. At the moment of life and death, a white, fat and furry little meat ball appeared in front of Wu Ruocheng, giving Chen Xuan a light of inspiration.
This meat ball, which is only a little bigger than the thumb, has a pair of cute big eyes, and is actually a small insect.
Chen Xuan's supreme immortal energy automatically protected his body and blocked the spiritual light. The next moment he did not directly kill Wu Ruocheng, and his blood-red eyes recovered a little spiritual consciousness.
Because he recognized this Gu insect, it turned out to be the Qiling Gu.
Seeing that Chen Xuan had a little regained consciousness, Wu Ruocheng hurriedly said, "Brother, I have a way to save Jun Qingxue! Don't kill me!"
"How to save?"
Chen Xuan spoke, and after the killing just now, the evil aura in his heart disappeared a little.
Wu Ruocheng continued to speak quickly: "I have a natal Gu called 'Backlight Butterfly'. As long as the power of 'Backlight Butterfly' is successfully activated, it can reverse time and return to the time when Jun Qingxue was not invaded by the magic ghost. At that time, you can save Jun Qingxue in advance, and she will not die!"
"Then you can use your natal Gu!"
Chen Xuan didn't expect that this witch cultivator girl had such a terrifying insect.
It is incredible that he can actually reverse time! Wu Ruocheng's face turned awkward: "My cultivation is not high enough, and I cannot rely on myself to use the power of the backlight butterfly. Moreover, even if I successfully stimulate the power of the backlight butterfly, it will have an unpredictable impact on everything in the past. It is very likely that I can only reverse a few breaths of time and cannot save Jun Qingxue. It is also possible that I will return to the moment before Jun Qingxue's death, and you will not have time to help her block the invasion of the illusion ghost."
"As long as Qingxue can be saved, what if the world in the mountains and seas is reversed?"
Chen Xuan put Wu Ruocheng down and ordered coldly, "I have a drop of spiritual blood here. If you take it, you will stimulate the power of the backlight butterfly even if you destroy the Daoji."
Before Wu Ruocheng could agree, Chen Xuan had already poured the last drop of the Three Emperors' blood into her mouth.
The next moment, Wu Ruocheng pinched the orchid with his hands, and a butterfly with light and shadow changed like colorful streams flew out of her chest.
Wu Ruocheng was muttering words, and he was chanting mysterious witch words that Chen Xuan could not understand.
After a few breaths, Wu Ruocheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.
However, the backlight butterfly in front of him was sprayed with her blood, and her wings vibrated at high speed. In the changing and flowing strange light and shadows, Chen Xuan felt that everything around him was regressing at the speed of light, including himself and Wu Ruocheng in front of him.
The next moment, Chen Xuan seemed to wake up from a dream, turned his head suddenly and saw a black translucent ghost rushing out of the thick fog and rushing towards Jun Qingxue. Hongyi, Ling Yi and other Yuanxia Mountain disciples in front of Jun Qingxue all used magic weapons to protect Jun Qingxue behind him.