"Hahaha, this huge amount of resentment is really amazing, so I'll just accept it!"
At some point, the white-faced ghost who was besieging Ling Yunzi with Guang Yuntian suddenly appeared on the altar, licking his lips and saying.
The moment Ling Xue plucked her heartstrings and resentment broke out, the white-faced ghost stole the resentment away, and her cultivation level broke through the bottleneck and entered the realm of refining gods.
Previously, with his perfect cultivation in the Juyuan Realm, the white-faced ghost was able to defeat Xiaoyao in the palace of Wuwu City without losing any chance. Now that he has entered the God Refining Realm, even Xiahou Hu may not be his opponent.
The white-faced ghost's sudden burst of powerful momentum also disturbed Xiahouhu and Ling Qingzhu who were fighting.
"How dare you, Shuzi!"
Seeing that the white-faced ghost was going to pull Youmi out after breaking through to the realm of refining gods, Xiahouhu immediately roared and abandoned Ling Qingzhu.
"You stay away from her!"
Ling Qingzhu also used the Qi Sword to change its target.
In an instant, tens of thousands of qi swords and tens of thousands of wild pythons from Xiahouhu's refining realm simultaneously aimed at the white-faced ghost.
"Although I can no longer condense the Qi Sea Realm, because this is my martial soul world, I can achieve the same effect as the realm. How about it? Are you very regretful and angry? Now you are too late, Yumi.
Taken away."
Countless resentful spirits appeared out of thin air and were torn apart, but they also blocked the air sword and the mad python.
The Youmi plan thousands of years ago was a game between the Tianji Sect and Tingtian Pavilion, but the entire Wuwang City became a victim of this game and was used to sacrifice Youmi's blood to refine the death weapon.
The white-faced ghost was officially a resident of Wuwang City thousands of years ago. It was just by chance that he resurrected from the dead and retained his consciousness in the form of a wraith spirit.
Both Tingtian Pavilion and Tianji Sect are the targets of the White-faced Ghost's revenge, and their cooperation with Tianji Sect is only to refine the death weapon Youmi.
But with Ling Xue's half-demon blood sacrifice, Youmi was directly refined into a demon weapon, which was an unexpected blessing.
At this time, he was about to get Youmi and make the thousand-year plan of Tingtian Pavilion and Jitian Sect go to waste. The white-faced ghost could not help but feel a sense of revenge in his heart.
In this Wuwang City trial, the white-faced ghost not only broke through to the realm of refining gods, but also acquired a demon weapon, and was about to become the biggest winner.
However, accidents always happen at the right time. Before the white-faced ghost could touch him, a slender jade hand pulled out Youmi.
"Gee, I'm sorry, Youmi is mine."
Laughter like silver bells rang out, followed by a charming voice that reached everyone's ears.
At some point, Ling Xue, dressed in bright red, was already standing on the altar with Youmi in hand. Not only could no injuries be seen on her body, but even the pierced dress had recovered as before.
"Xiao Xue!"
At this time, Ling Xue's temperament was completely different from before, and her eyes had also changed from the original bright yellow to golden yellow, cold and without any emotion, just like what Ling Yunzi described before.
Ling Qingzhu is actually very curious about the demons in this world. She has dealt with demons that take the form of animals and great demons born from heaven and earth, but she has never seen such demons that are hostile to heaven.
"puff."
What is unexpected is that Yumi, who was originally supposed to be a sword, suddenly turned into an umbrella and was opened in Ling Xue's hands.
Faced with Ling Qingzhu's call, Ling Xue ignored it and ignored the white-faced ghost beside her. Instead, she looked at the group of monks from the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect.
"Do you really want this umbrella? No problem, as long as one of you can kill your sect leader, it's no problem."
There was an undetectable light in Ling Xue's golden eyes, and she revealed an innocent smile and spoke softly.
"Hahaha, you are such an innocent girl. They are all orphans raised by me. They regard me as their biological father. If others can betray me, I only don't believe that they will betray me."
Xiahouhu's laughter stopped abruptly. As soon as he finished speaking, he found that all the disciples of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect whom he had trusted were attacking him with burning eyes.
"The art of charm."
Ling Qingzhu is now just a young martial artist in the Pulse Condensation Realm, not omniscient and omnipotent. She couldn't see if Ling Xue used other methods, but she noticed that all these people were charmed.
The charm technique is also a type of illusion, but the effects are different when used by different people. Ling Xue's charm technique is invisible and can be used by just looking at each other, but it is useless against Ling Qingzhu.
What was unexpected was that a heinous demon like Xiahouhu could actually be soft-hearted. The disciples of the Tianji Sect attacked him, but he just repelled them.
However, there are always times when the attack is heavy. After several Tianji Sect disciples were repelled, some were injured and broke their legs, but they continued to attack Xiahou Hu as if they didn't feel anything.
The white-faced ghost remained motionless beside Ling Xue, and the endless resentful spirits also disappeared when he broke through to the realm of refining gods. At this time, Xiahouhu was being entangled by the disciples of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect again. The only ones who were still fighting were Guangyuntian and
Ling Yunzi is gone.
Seeing this, Ling Qingzhu directly used tens of thousands of qi swords transformed from resentment to penetrate Guang Yuntian's body and fly him into the air, enjoying a death that was pierced by thousands of swords.
Seeing that Ling Yunzi was actually willing to listen to Xia Youran's request to stay and come back to support Ling Xue, Ling Qingzhu did not attack him.
Ling Xue seemed to be dissatisfied with Xia Houhu's behavior, so she chose to add fuel to the fire.
"Zang Feng."
Ling Xue gently pushed the end of the umbrella handle upwards, and a section of the silver-white sword was slightly exposed. She heard the slow sound of drawing the sword in her ears, and then another sword energy appeared out of thin air and completely crushed Xiahouhu's 100-foot God Refining Domain.
, tens of thousands of giant pythons were dismembered and chopped into pieces by this sword energy.
"How can it be?"
Xiahouhu was so horrified that he looked at Ling Xue who was standing on the altar as if he hadn't moved at all, and couldn't believe it in his heart.
It was only then that he finally noticed the abnormality of the white-faced ghost. The white-faced ghost who had broken through to the realm of refining gods was definitely no weaker than him in the palace of the city lord of Wuwang City, but his body was trembling as if he was frozen in place and did not dare to move.
.
Not only Xia Houhu and the white-faced ghost felt fear, but even Zhao Wuji and Xiang Feiying, who were deeply in love with each other, felt uncontrollable fear in their hearts when they looked at Ling Xue.
"Tear."
The sound of drawing the sword continued to ring in his ears, and in an instant, four flowers of blood bloomed on Xiahou Hu's limbs, and his hand tendons and leg tendons were dismembered and severed.
"Does it hurt?"
Ling Xue took a step, shrunk to an inch and appeared in front of Xia Houhu, with a distressed look on her face and asked softly.
However, this was definitely a cruel attack on Xiahouhu's body and mind, because the next moment, Lingxue pierced Xiahouhu's Dantian Qi sea with a burst of charming laughter like silver bells.
Xiahouhu's own cultivation was abolished, and the overall situation was settled. Seeing this, Ling Qingzhu let out all the resentment in his body.
For a moment, Ling Qingzhu was even obscured by the gray-white resentment, so that her figure could not be seen clearly. However, this could only prevent her body from continuing to turn into a resentful spirit, but the parts that had already turned into a resentful spirit would not fade away, and she still needed to solve it herself.
Ling Qingzhu had already felt the warning from her body and urgently needed to fall asleep to maintain her vitality, otherwise she might die at any time.