With just a ding sound, the extremely sharp cone-shaped magic weapon was bounced away, and a green jade sword suddenly appeared in Ye Chao's middle dantian.
The man in black with the black cloak lost his virginity, and the murderous plot he had carefully designed was actually broken!
What exactly is a jade mirror?
Suddenly, he thought of a piece of news that the Holy Cult spies came back from Fenxiang Valley a hundred years ago, and said in a voiceless voice: "That's Xuan..."
Before the man in black could finish speaking, he was drowned by an even bigger fire dragon.
Tian Buyi walked out of the dark trees, looked at Ye Chao who had taken back the green jade mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise your secret would have been discovered."
Ye Chao smiled awkwardly, but then thought of Lu Xueqi's dangerous situation before, and said hurriedly: "Uncle, Junior Sister Lu..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of wild laughter. He subconsciously looked there and saw that the elder and the others were already dying. A dwarf old man was standing in front of Shuiyue and laughing wildly. Lu Xueqi was not seriously injured either.
Apparently it was Shuiyue who rescued her.
"The ones Shui Yue Yin and I are hiding behind are these elders of the Demon Sect. The one who died just now was Zhou Yin, the assassin in charge of assassinations in Shengtang. The dwarf now is the Sanren Duanmu Patriarch of the Demon Sect. Please pay attention to your safety. I
Go help Shuiyue slay the demon."
After Tian Buyi finished speaking, he grabbed the Red Flame Fairy Sword and rushed towards Shui Yue.
Ye Chao's tense heartstrings finally relaxed. Thinking that the elder-level characters who appeared in this trip to Liubo Mountain were actually very different from the original work, he couldn't help but sigh that the influence of his butterfly was really getting bigger and bigger.
(The above paragraph and the words in parentheses are actually nonsense, but yesterday there were trolls due to the huge increase in readers. Of course Xiaozhi doesn’t hate others saying bad things about him, he just hates the kind of mindless people who start trolling as soon as they come up.
That kind of, so, let me explain, for the needs of the plot, I adjusted the people who appeared in Liubo Mountain. When I got here, some trolls may have said, you are not respecting the original work, but let me explain again, we read the fan fiction
And those who write fan fiction, aren’t they just seeking their own yy? Those who follow the original work completely, how can they become yy? Just read Xiao Dada’s Zhu Xian.)
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The phenomenon that resembled a catastrophe at the end of the Dharma on the east coast of Liubo Mountain did not progress in a good direction, but intensified. Thick and broad thunderclouds kept pouring thunder towards the sea, and higher and more ferocious waves hit the sea.
The west bank turned it into a flood.
A simple and ancient cauldron with a hint of evil power was controlled by someone's mind to float in the air. Under it sat nine men in black. Their wrists seemed to have been cut by sharp objects, and blood was constantly flowing out.
Towards the big cauldron.
On the other side, the young man in scholar's shirt who had appeared before frowned and looked at the Ghost King.
"They are elite disciples of the Ghost King Sect. If they lose too much essence and blood, they are likely to fall into the realm. As you know, people who fall into the realm will have an extremely difficult time breaking through the realm."
The Ghost King shook his head and looked at the shadow of the alien beast appearing on the distant waves and said: "You didn't participate in the war between good and evil back then, so you don't know how terrifying the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Killing Sword is. With just one wave of it, Tian Chengzi, my Holy Cult
Countless disciples were torn to pieces by the sword energy without any resistance. Then he swung again and the leader of the Changsheng Hall died. The previous leader of my Ghost King Sect was seriously injured.
That's simply cheating! And I'm sure that if our holy religion wants to exist in this world with integrity, it must defeat that sword, and this tripod is the hope of defeating that sword, so don't talk about their
If your realm has regressed, what does it matter even if you die?"
The young man in scholar's shirt fell into silence when he looked at the Ghost King. Ever since the sect leader obtained the Fulong Cauldron, his mind seemed to have undergone some kind of change. Although it was not obvious yet, it would always make people feel uncomfortable sometimes.
He even felt that the sect leader was becoming more and more similar to the one from the Blood Refining Hall eight hundred years ago.
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Zhengdao Camp on the east bank of Liubo Mountain.
The number of people from the Demon Cult who swarmed over has been less than half of the original number, and their eyes are no longer as fearless as before. Some disciples have even abandoned their weapons and fled back to the east coast.
Of course, the casualties of the righteous disciples were not small, but after all, they had the support of the top disciples of each major sect, so they had a huge advantage.
On the other hand, Old Ancestor Duanmu was not having a good time at this time. His short body had several sword marks that were deep enough to show the bones, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely miserable.
However, the fact that he can persevere until now against two masters of the right path without dying shows that he has profound cultivation.
I saw Master Shuiyue slashing away the demonic flames around Ancestor Duanmu with one sword. Tian Buyi took this opportunity to quickly step on the seven stars. In just an instant, a dark cloud appeared in the sky, and then he quickly recited the incantation.
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"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword."
A terrifying thunder sounded from the void as if in response to his spell, and then a thunderbolt like a dragon with fangs and claws was seen descending from the dark clouds.
Lu Xueqi had also used this sword technique before, but compared with Tian Buyi's technique, it was like comparing the thickness of arms between a baby and an adult.
The speed of the divine thunder was very fast, and with the restraint of Master Shuiyue, Ancestor Duanmu could not avoid it or escape.
Ancestor Duanmu looked at the thunder, with only horror in his eyes. He originally thought of confronting Zhengdao to revive his reputation, but who could have imagined that the old vampire demon died prematurely at the hands of Zhengdao in order to avenge his disciples.
Zhou Yin failed to assassinate the righteous genius and was beheaded by an elder.
He also knew now that when that thunder came down, he could only end up being wiped out in ashes.
He bit his gums tightly, glanced at Shuiyue and Tian Buyi with hatred, pulled out a short dagger from somewhere, and cut off his left arm before the thunder came.
Thunder came, and the left arm turned into blood mist in an instant. The thunder that seemed to be able to destroy everything stopped there, and Patriarch Duanmu took this opportunity to turn into a streak of blood and fly to the sea on the side.
Shui Yue was about to give chase, but was stopped by Tian Buyi.
"Don't chase him. That demon used the sacrifice method of their demon sect. It's impossible for you and me to catch up. If he uses this method again, his cultivation level will be reduced by at least one step, and he will only be able to live with his injuries for the rest of his life.
The body is still alive in the world and there is no threat to the righteous way. We should first help Cangsong take down the Poison God."
Although Shui Yue and Tian Buyi usually did not deal with each other, she was by no means unreasonable when faced with major decisions, so she nodded and rushed towards the Poison God with Tian Buyi.
However, the Poison God on one side seemed to have been paying close attention to the situation here. After seeing that Ancestor Duanmu was defeated, he cursed secretly and escaped from Cangsong's attack, riding the poisonous cloud and escaping to the east bank.