Under the dual effects of the Heavenly Evil Formation and the True Demon Blood Lotus Fragrance, the sanity of the demon cultivators and ferocious beasts present were affected.
Especially the ferocious beasts, which were originally low in intelligence, had completely lost their minds at this time.
The crocodile closest to the pool couldn't help but move forward.
How could Wang Daoyuan miss this opportunity to cause trouble? He waved the bone sword in his hand and slashed at the crocodile.
After all, the bone sword is far inferior to the white tiger blade, and this crocodile is a third-level top-grade sword with a hard armor.
The sword slashed down, leaving only a blood mark on the crocodile.
The crocodile was in pain and bit Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan quickly dodged and shouted: "How could such a natural and earthly treasure fall into the hands of evil beasts?"
After hearing this, other demon cultivators also wanted to take action.
The ferocious beast is physically powerful, and its physical power is much more durable than its spiritual power.
Once caught in a melee, the beast might finally take advantage.
Everyone was on guard against the ferocious beast, but they didn't dare to make the first move.
Now, Wang Daoyuan has made this move, and the others are no longer polite and have taken action against the ferocious beasts around them.
In this narrow terrain, long-range attack spells will not be of much use.
In a one-on-one situation, the ferocious beasts have a great advantage, but the demonic cultivators still have the upper hand in numbers.
The overall strength of the ferocious beast is still somewhat inferior.
Wang Daoyuan took out the magic soul-soothing bell and attacked everyone indiscriminately, disrupting their sanity.
Not long after the conference, all the demon cultivators and ferocious beasts became red-eyed, completely losing their minds and falling into a state of rage.
Feisha San people are also mature with age, how can they let this opportunity pass by.
Sacrifice the bone wheel and cut off the true demon blood lotus stem.
The bone wheel flew back and brought the lotus into his hand.
Under the multiple effects, most demon cultivators and ferocious beasts did not even notice that the True Demonic Blood Lotus was gone.
At this time, a thin monk took out a bell-shaped magic weapon.
A low bell rang, and everyone was awakened.
The thin monk pointed at Feisha Sanren and said: "A bunch of idiots, someone has set up a formation here, and you are all fooled.
The lotus was also snatched away by him, so why bother?"
The grandson has been hiding in the corner watching the fun, hoping to wait for everyone to fight to the death before taking advantage.
Wang Daoyuan was furious because he had met his colleagues.
Colleagues are enemies. I have always been the only one to fish in troubled waters. This grandson dares to fish in troubled waters in front of me.
As a gentleman, how can we allow such a despicable villain to survive in the world?
He put away the magic sound soul-soothing bell, carried the bone sword, and cursed sternly: "I have noticed you a long time ago. Other fellow Taoists are killing ferocious beasts, and you stand aside and watch the fun.
As soon as I was distracted, the lotus disappeared. I think you stole the lotus, right?
Besides, you Phantom Sound Demons are good at using all kinds of cunning tricks, so this formation might have been set up by you.
Also, you are good at sonic attacks.
In such a small terrain, sonic attacks are extremely powerful.
We will fight to the death, and then you will kill everyone, swallow the lotus, and swallow up everyone's wealth at the same time.
Fellow Taoist's calculations are really loud."
Upon hearing this, all the demon cultivators stared at the thin monk.
Different road non-phase plan.
The blood demon cultivators and the phantom sound demon cultivators have very different ways of cultivation, and they look down on each other.
The ferocious beasts are from a different race, and the phantom sound demon cultivators are not in the same group. Let’s kill those who are not in the same group first.
Wang Daoyuan used the Sword Shadow Divine Light Technique, and ten sword shadows appeared out of thin air.
He took out the Soul-Destroying Bell and wrapped himself in a thick layer of golden light.
Then, he rushed towards the thin monk.
Other blood demon monks also came to kill him.
The thin monk pressed the bell-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and a harsh sound came.
More than a dozen blood demon cultivators were knocked down by the sound of the bell. Seeing Wang Daoyuan's attack, the Feisha San people used their escape skills to distance themselves.
This time, he didn't suffer much damage.
Wang Daoyuan's soul-killing bell was shaken with a long crack when the bell rang, and the golden light shield on his body was also shattered.
However, he himself was not injured.
The thin monk used his escape technique and retreated outside the stone chamber.
Wang Daoyuan also used Yunyan Escape and followed him.
This is inside the Demonic Burial Mountain, where the water aura is extremely rich.
Black clouds and mist shrouded the entire stone chamber and the surrounding caves.
Black clouds and mist will corrode the power of spiritual consciousness, and are very effective in blocking the exploration of spiritual consciousness.
Feisha Sanren knew that Wang Daoyuan was creating an opportunity for him, so he immediately used his escape technique and escaped along the way he came.
Seeing that he could not escape the disaster, the thin monk shouted before he died: "That man escaped, this man is an accomplice."
Then, he was hit by ten sword shadows.
He seemed to be wearing extremely sophisticated soft armor, and ten sword shadows were bounced away.
Wang Daoyuan followed Jian Ying, sealed his throat with his sword, and conveniently put away his storage bag and bell-shaped magic weapon.
Several demon cultivators followed, and one of them, a blond monk, said, "Fellow Taoist said that this phantom sound demon cultivator picked a lotus flower, so he should take out his storage bag and let everyone see it, right?"
Others also looked at him. Wang Daoyuan did not dare to deal with so many people at the same time, so he immediately took out the magic cultivator's storage bag and opened it for everyone to see clearly.
Apart from an animal skin book, a few jade slips, and some miscellaneous elixirs and monster materials, there was no real demon blood lotus inside.
The blond monk asked: "Fellow Taoist also said before that it was this Phantom Sound Demon Cultivator who took the lotus, but before he died, he said that you were an accomplice. How should we explain this?
I suspect that the real demon is in fellow Taoist, so it would be better for you to let us search you."
Wang Daoyuan said disdainfully: "Search me, do you have the qualifications? Who saw me picking lotus flowers?
I have been killing ferocious beasts just now, and I can't spare any time."
The black fog gradually dissipated, and a demon cultivator shouted: "Someone has escaped."
The blond monk snorted coldly, took out a long sword, and said: "I think that Phantom Sound Demonic Cultivator is right, you are that person's accomplice, and you deliberately released the black mist to let that person escape.
If we don’t give an explanation today, we can’t even hope to leave this place alive.”
Wang Daoyuan said with a smile: "Everyone has run away. My fellow Taoist doesn't want to chase and kill me. Instead, he is just talking nonsense with me. I think my fellow Taoist wants to buy time for his accomplices to escape, right?"
After that, he took out the White Tiger Blade and used the Sword Shadow Divine Light Technique to condense ten sword shadows.
At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "He is Wang Daoyuan, a disciple of Zhenren Lei Yan. The Blood Demon Army was chasing him before. I saw with my own eyes that he used this sword and this spell to kill a late Zifu man."
Monk."
The blond monk became more energetic now, and swung his sword towards Wang Daoyuan: "The monks of Zifu in Shenbing Pavilion are generally no more than Blood Demon Ridge. If fellow Daoist Wang comes to Burial Demon Mountain at this time, he may have a plan, right?"
Wang Daoyuan waved his sword to block, and ten sword shadows attacked the blond monk from different directions.
The monk carrying a heavy sword stepped forward, blocked the ten sword shadows, and said with a sinister smile: "The Blood Demon Army does not dare to offend Master Lei Yan, but we casual cultivators are not afraid.
I would like to see how powerful the direct descendant of Jin Dan is."
Other magic cultivators also took out their magic weapons and prepared to take action.
Wang Daoyuan continued to retort: "Don't listen to this person's frame-up. It's not surprising that magical weapons and spells are similar.
Shenbing Pavilion is the top force in the entire Beiyuan Immortal Cultivation World, how can it accept me, a demon cultivator, as its disciple?"
When everyone heard this, they felt it made sense.
Wang Daoyuan's physical body is strong, and his spells have special attributes. These are characteristics only possessed by demonic cultivators. He is indeed not like a righteous cultivator.
After his identity is exposed, the demon cultivator is not a fool.
You can deceive for a while, but you cannot deceive for a lifetime.
If you waste any more time, you won't be able to escape.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone relaxed their vigilance, they used Yunyan Escape again and fled along the way they came.
At this time, the monks reacted.
But in the black cloud and mist, they couldn't lock Wang Daoyuan with their spiritual consciousness.
Everyone cast spells to disperse the black fog, and Wang Daoyuan had escaped hundreds of feet away.