Wen Yi took a casual glance and saw that the battle situation below was indeed unbearable, but he did not expect the people from Tianxuan Sect and Yinsha Palace to be just a bunch of ants.
In the distance, Ye Kong saw that although the battle situation below was tense, the situation was dominated by both the Yuling Guards and the Nine Peaks disciples.
"This battle doesn't seem to be difficult. Even before I take action, most of the people on the opposite side have been damaged." Qin Wuyi said with some pride.
Ye Kong's eyes were slightly narrowed, with a faint layer of mist floating in his eyes, and his eyes were blurred, showing a thoughtful look.
I always felt that the King of Netherworld on the other side had no intention of taking action in any hurry.
At this time, Tian Qingwu took advantage of Elder Cang to take the disciples away from the sect, and went to the abandoned backyard of the sect and found the phoenix tree.
The wind was blowing, and there were very few leaves left on the phoenix tree. When the clear mist saw the phoenix tree again that day, only a few residual leaves were left on the large branches of the tree, still swaying in the pull of the wind.
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The phoenix tree is still thick and strong, but its branches are no longer as dense as before. The old and straight trunk is bare and stands in the severe cold.
Tian Qingwu has not been to this backyard for a long time, and has gradually forgotten about the phoenix tree. The cold wind howls crazily every day, and the severe winter snow weighs on the tree, but the phoenix tree silk hao has not wavered and is still silent.
Waiting for the person who should come.
Tian Qingwu stretched out her hand and touched the trunk of the tree. The rough touch reminded her of the scorching summer days of her childhood. The crown of the phoenix tree was so big that it cast heavy shadows all over the courtyard. At that time, she and her father Tian Qi were sitting in the tree.
I sat down to meditate and practice Tianxuan Jue. I only remember that the heat in my body disappeared instantly, and I felt extremely cool in my heart.
Looking back on Tian Qingwu now, I still miss my childhood very much.
Tian Qingwu remembered that when Tian Qi'an brought her here, he used Tianxuan Jue to open that extremely secret room.
Tian Qingwu's Tianxuan Jue has reached the pinnacle of cultivation, and she imitates her father's appearance when she was a child.
"In the absence of a basin, luck will rise."
A spiritual light emanated from her hand.
"The Ren channel suddenly emerges, and the door shadow manifests itself."
I saw Tian Qingwu spreading his hands and paddling, and the light gathered in his hands.
He struck out with both palms, and saw a dazzling brilliance condensed on the trunk of the Phoenix Tree.
Swish——
Tian Qingwu used both hands to exert force, and a strong aura was released.
The phoenix tree directly opened a hidden door.
Black light spread out from it, sweeping away like a whirlpool.
Tian Qingwu happily stopped his hand, and flew directly towards the hidden door with a full smile.
Whoosh——
In an instant, Tian Qingwu's figure disappeared and entered the hidden door.
After entering the hidden door, there was a room with many fewer books. Tian Qingwu realized that other people should have been to this place.
But Tian Qingwu didn't pay attention to these at the moment. He kept searching in the room, trying to find the Silence Sword that Ye Kong mentioned.
After searching around, Tian Qingwu couldn't even see the shadow of the sword.
"How could it not be?" Tian Qingwu stayed where he was with some doubts, thinking about it carefully.
When she was a child, her father taught her a secret sentence from Tianxuan Jue, and he specifically told her not to reveal it to others. I think that sentence must have important meaning.
"The top of the human body corresponds to the sky, the bottom corresponds to the earth, and the soul originates from the heart."
Tian Qingwu recited a spell and slowly performed Tianxuanjue's moves. Each move was taught by her father himself, as if it was yesterday.
At this time in Lianyunzhou, the sky was covered with gloom, and the vast land was filled with rivers of blood. There were stumps of limbs and broken arms everywhere, as well as the unyielding heads rolling in the corners. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, spears and sharp weapons.
The swords were all broken and broken, half-hidden in the soil, glimmering faintly in the dim skylight.
Seeing the tragic battle, Marquis Wen and Elder Cang couldn't help but frown, their expressions obviously ugly.
But Wen Yi always looked unfazed.
Wen Yi glanced casually, and when he saw the few people left below, there was a puzzling smile in his eyes, which seemed a bit cruel, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.
I saw Wen Yi taking out a blood-red bead. The bead was neither big nor small and could be taken down with one hand.
The blood-red beads radiated with brilliance. Marquis Wen had never seen the Blood Beads before, and he had no idea how powerful the bead in front of him could be.
Elder Cang did record in a book in the secret hall that he had seen blood beads in ancient filthy vessels.
When he saw Wen Yi conjuring the blood-red bead, Elder Cang was shocked. His eyes suddenly widened with disbelief, staring straight at the blood-red bead.
Wen Yi seemed to be still waiting for some opportunity, casually playing with the blood beads in his hand.
Elder Cang calmed down the surprise in his heart before speaking out, as if he was suppressing his excitement.
"Could this thing be the Blood Nether Pearl?"
Elder Cang has seen some blood-red beads before, but most of them are ordinary decorations, and the colors are not so bright.
The weather was gloomy and there was no dazzling sunshine, but the blood bead was glowing with light red light.
Wen Yi chuckled softly, as if he didn't expect Elder Cang to recognize this object.
"A bit discerning."
This sentence made Elder Cang stunned for a moment, and he glanced at Wen Yi in disbelief. He never expected that he could possess such a treasure that could be called the best in the world.
Although Marquis Wen didn't recognize the Xueyou Pearl, he guessed from Elder Cang's expression that this bead was no ordinary thing.
"Shua——"
As the cold light of the sword flashed for a moment, another figure fell straight down and lay on the ground blankly without any movement. The man's eyes looked blankly into the distance without a target.
In an instant, Wen Yi's figure disappeared and appeared above the center. Neither Wen Hou nor Elder Cang had reacted yet.
Wen Yi opened his hand and revealed the blood-red bead. The blood-red bead floated as if guided.
Wen Yi was running the Ming Gong, and his hands continued to emit spiritual energy and instilled it into the Blood Nether Pearl. The Blood Nether Pearl flickered and emitted a relatively obvious light.
Then Wen Yi stretched out his arms and the Blood Pearl flew higher into the sky.
On the field below, several smaller blood beads flew out from each fallen person, and they all flew in the direction of the blood beads and merged into them.
That is essence and blood, which is formed by the condensed essence of each monk's Dantian after a long period of practice. Each one will have the effect of restoring the body and increasing the lethality when the body is injured. Once the essence and blood are all
Being taken away is like taking away the soul from the body, leaving behind a body with little use.
Countless blood essences on the field were attracted by the Blood Bead. For a while, the other people on the field were not aware of the problem.
Ye Kong, who was watching the battle from a distance, paused slightly after seeing this scene and stared directly upward.
He had seen this object in Ye Ling's book that recorded ancient events, but it was said that the Blood Bead had disappeared as early as the Hades. At that time, many people spent a lifetime of time and energy trying to find the Blood Bead.