"Tsk!" Chu Li couldn't escape after all. His body suddenly stiffened and he was stabbed through the heart by a sword.
The old man in green robe pulled out his sword and stabbed Song Jing in the heart with another sword.
Song Jing seemed to be seriously injured and unable to move. She had to rely on Chu Li to pull her to dodge. After Chu Li fell down, she had no power to resist. She was stabbed in the center by a sword and was unable to dodge.
Song Jing covered her heart and stared at him unwillingly.
The old man sneered and said proudly: "You will be proud to die by this sword!"
Blood poured out of Chu Li's mouth, and his breath became weaker and weaker: "What... what sword is this?"
"This is the sword worn by the sect master!" The old man in green robe said solemnly: "Although it is not a sword, the sword contains the sect master's will. You have learned how powerful it is!"
As he spoke, he carefully sheathed his sword.
Chu Li frowned and shook his head: "Impossible!"
"What's impossible?" The other old man in green robe has a pale face, seems to be very bookish, and has an awe-inspiring righteousness between his brows. No matter how you look at it, he cannot be a member of the Demon Sect.
He shook his head and sighed: "You are pitiful. You are being questioned by the sect master personally. The sect master is more powerful than you imagine. If you go against our Xueyang Sect, you are simply asking for death!"
Chu Li said: "What kind of martial arts is this?"
"Of course it's the Blood Yang Magic Kung Fu!" Old Man Qing Kui said with his hands behind his hands: "The Blood Yang Magic Kung Fu is the supreme magical skill. When practiced to the top level, it has infinite power. Your Daci'en Temple's martial arts are far from rivals!"
Chu Li snorted: "If you are so powerful, you won't be nearly wiped out by us!"
"That's because the disciples are disdainful and have not been able to practice the Xueyang Divine Kungfu to a high level." The old man Qingkui stroked his beard and said with a smile: "With your martial arts, you are considered the top master in Daci'en Temple, right? But you can't stop the sect leader.
A sword!"
Chu Li's face was gloomy.
Another old man frowned and said, "Are you still alive?"
Logically speaking, the two guys should have died if the sword was struck in their hearts. How could they talk so much!
He slowly pulled out his long sword, preparing to give them two more swords.
Chu Li stared at this ordinary-looking long sword and hummed: "It's just a sword. If it hadn't been for the Nine Sun Pearl to expel the surrounding spiritual energy, how could it have hurt us!"
The old man Qing Kui stroked his beard and said: "We have indeed underestimated you. Not only are you powerful in cultivation, but you are also strong in protective treasures, so we lost two people, but you are still no match for the sect leader's sword!"
Chu Li said: "Besides the Nine Sun Pearls, what other abilities do you have? You can explode at every turn. Each Nine Sun Pearl is the essence and blood of a martial arts master. You deserve death!"
Just like the demon relics, the refining of the Nine Yang Pearl is also extremely cruel and vicious, with so much resentment.
"Being able to refine the Nine-Yang Pearl is our ability." The old man Qing Kui smiled: "The Nine-Yang Pearl you two refine will definitely be stronger. Don't worry, I will treat you well at Daci'en Temple!"
Chu Li sneered and suddenly activated the God Binding Disk.
The two of them were completely unprepared.
Without the help of spiritual energy, the God Binding Plate will never be able to move. This kind of treasure must consume a lot of internal energy. This is basic common sense and will not be broken.
"Ding……"
The long sword that had not yet been sheathed suddenly made a clear sound.
The old man holding the sword suddenly lightened up, sneered and swung the sword again.
"Hi!" White light flashed suddenly.
The long sword's red light suddenly surged and collided with the white light.
The old man holding the sword immediately flew backwards.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Several white lights caught up with him, and the red light on the sword increased again.
"Bang!" The sword suddenly exploded into powder, and then the red light surged, condensing into a red sun in the sky, and then the red sun swallowed him up quickly, and then the light suddenly disappeared, and he disappeared together with the red sun.
Chu Li picked up Song Jing, passed by the stiff and motionless old man, and disappeared.
The corpse of the old man Qing Kui was separated.
The next moment, Chu Li and Song Jing appeared on the top of another mountain with solemn expressions.
"We're in big trouble." Chu Li sighed.
There was already a scab on his heart, and Song Jing said: "To the sea."
Chu Li nodded, pulled him and disappeared again, appearing on the vast sea, surrounded by floating glaciers, a crystal clear world, and the sunlight made the glaciers shine with holy light.
Song Jing jumped into the sea water and disappeared.
Chu Li sat cross-legged on a piece of crystal clear ice, using the ice as a couch, closed his eyes and remained motionless.
He was thinking about how to deal with the Blood Yang Magic.
The Blood Yang Divine Art is indeed powerful. Among the many magical arts and secret techniques, the only one that can compete is the Glazed Lotus Sutra. The other magical arts are helpless against the Blood Yang Divine Art, especially that sect leader.
The ray of spirit attached to the sword is so powerful, and I don't know how strong the real body is.
Fortunately, there is the Qiankun Bracelet, plus the other two treasures, otherwise it would have been more disasterous and he would have been killed by them in the end.
When fighting against a master of the Blood Yang Sect who possesses the Nine Yang Pearl, but without a secret treasure like the Qiankun Bracelet, one is almost certain to die, which is terrifying and frightening.
It was very dangerous for the masters of Daci'en Temple to meet the masters of Xueyang Sect. Thinking of this, he was quite anxious. It seemed that he could not delay any longer and must report to the abbot immediately.
As soon as he thought about it, there was an explosion and Song Jing jumped out of the water.
A water column carried her into the air, her clothes were dry, and her white clothes fluttered down to the opposite side of Chu Li: "What are you thinking about?"
"Let's go back separately first," Chu Li said.
"Are you afraid that Da Ci'en Temple is in danger?" Song Jing said.
She immediately penetrated Chu Li's mind.
Chu Li sighed: "They have found out our identities... Looking at it now, they have disappeared for so long, and they may become famous, and they must sacrifice the flag."
Song Jing nodded slightly.
Da Ci'en Temple is an excellent target for flag sacrifice. If Da Ci'en Temple can be destroyed, it will definitely shock the world, and it will also directly kill one of the most important opponents. It is very hopeful to launch it when Da Ci'en Temple is caught off guard.
"Let's go."
Chu Li waved his hand, and the two of them disappeared.
He returned directly to his Zen courtyard in Daci'en Temple, then left the courtyard and came to the main hall.
The monks were doing evening prayers, and he stood outside, motionless.
Abbot Xinji slowly walked out of the hall.
"Abbott, I have something important to report!" Chu Lihe said in a deep voice.
Seeing his serious expression, Xinji nodded slowly, turned around and walked forward into his own monastery. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the sound of Sanskrit sounds was faint and could not be heard clearly.
"Say it." Xinji stared at him.
Chu Li recounted his experience and the circumstances of his fight with the Xueyang Sect in detail.
"Amitabha!" Xinji looked solemn, and Heshi announced the Buddha's name: "Xueyang Sect!"
Chu Lidao said: "The leader of the Xueyang Sect is an extraordinary figure, but he is not the one who will unify the twelve sects of the Demon Sect. I don't know. If it weren't for him, it would be terrible."
His heart was silent and his face was as sinking as water.
Although he had not personally participated in the operation to annihilate the Demon Sect, he had heard the previous abbot say it in detail and knew how terrifying the Demon Sect was, but he did not expect that it would resurrect so quickly, which was beyond his imagination.
He thought it would take tens of thousands of years for the Demon Sect to recover, as the Demon Sect suffered huge losses last time.
"Come with me." Xinji turned around and walked out, leaving the monastery and walking towards the back mountain.