Master Xiaoshan's mental recovery has undoubtedly given everyone present great confidence.

Even though it was chased and intercepted by the Xuanguang Mountain monks behind them several times, and the entire fifth-level silver boat was already scarred, everyone felt relaxed.

"I've been being hunted by them all this time, and it's time to fight back."

"We must beat them at least once, and we cannot allow these people to attack as much as they want." Zhang Lie said in the spirit boat.

The monks of the Xuanguang Mountain lineage are undoubtedly well-prepared. The three-headed Nascent Soul-level vicious spirit blood corpses, the evil blood infants, and the specially-made fifth-level spirit boats owned by every Jindan Daoist have been prepared from various places.

A pursuit and interception was launched in the direction. If it weren't for the extremely special environment of dirty clouds and ominous light in the dirty cloud sky, which was too conducive to the escape party, this fifth-level silver boat would have been destroyed long ago.

Even now, if this delay continues, this result will only be a matter of time.

Although this fifth-level silver boat has undergone special sacrifices and can be controlled by the Zifu monks, the purity and depth of the Jindan master's magic power far exceeds that of the Zifu monks, not to mention the Taiyue Sect.

There are also some Zifu monks in Soul Valley, Paradise Fairyland who can take turns to boost mana.

The only good news is that the three sects of Xuanguang Mountain cannot prepare too many dust-fixing pills, and the six spirit boats that are chasing them cannot be all the monks from the three sects dispatched.

"We must strike back and inflict pain on the opponent in order to buy enough time for Master Xiao to recover."

"Did Meng Tianxiao be the target? His throat was sealed by Master Xiaoshan with a sword. Even if he didn't die, he would still be seriously injured. What's more, this guy should be the leader of these people. Killing him can have the effect of dividing people's hearts."

Because he saw with his own eyes that Master Xiaoshan had given Zhang Lie a magic spell, Xie Jingliang became bolder at this moment.

If it were in the past, these four words "Killing Master" would have been enough to frighten the Xuanguang Mountain monks to their core.

"No, my target is not him."

Looking at the map of Huiyuntian in front of him, Zhang Lie kept tapping his fingers, and finally landed on one of the six Jindan real monks:

"My goal is her."

On the silver spirit boat, while several monks were discussing, Meng Tianxiao, who was seriously injured in the fifth-level spirit boats chasing and attacking from behind, was breathing heavily, and beside him, at his feet, there were already

Several disciples from Guihun Valley were lying down. Dark red blood was flowing everywhere, and the mutilated corpses were broken into pieces.

"How could we lose? How could the situation reach this point!"

Sweat was flowing all over his body, soaking through his robes. Meng Tianxiao stood in a pool of blood, whispering and roaring, like an evil dragon seeking to devour others, which was terrifying.

For the previous big plan, Meng Tianxiao had deduced it countless times.

Xiao Shan is in a certain death situation, and he has even secretly informed his two subordinates, hinting that they will take action against Zhong Yue, Ji Wuxia, Yun Meng and others after the incident is completed. Even if the Nether Blood Curse backfires, he will pass

eat.

As a result, the spiritual ship that was supposed to be in the game just changed direction at the last moment without taking any risks.

This variable caused the overall plan to change from the beginning. Therefore, the three Nascent Soul blood corpses had to take action directly. The disciples of the sect who had already set up formations in Feifu Mountain also had to take the initiative to attack and then the situation changed.

After a few clicks, I gradually fell into this situation.

At this moment, although we still maintain a certain advantage, Meng Tianxiao, who has killed countless people in his life and has also experienced countless desperate situations, can already smell the smell of death approaching.

His reason told him that he should retreat now. However, Meng Tianxiao chose to take the initiative to extinguish this spiritual meaning. He let his demonic heart ferociously pollute his consciousness and boil his mana.

"Sect Master, will you send someone to call me?"

At this time, an old and white-haired Zifu monk came to Meng Tianxiao and saluted. He ignored the bloody corpses on the ground and remained respectful and calm.

"Xie Yun, you have been worshiping in the valley for more than 300 years with single spiritual root qualifications, but you are still an early-stage cultivator of the Purple Mansion. Everyone in Guihun Valley looks down on you, right?"

"My disciple's qualifications are dull and he really failed to cultivate the sect." The white-haired monk Xie Yun replied after hearing this.

"Hahahaha, no, it's not because you have dull qualifications that it has been difficult to make a breakthrough for hundreds of years, but because you are a good person, a born good person!"

"Hahahahahahaha, who would have thought that among the Zifu monks in the Guihun Valley of the Dead, one of the four most dangerous places, there would be a good person, a good person who does not like killing by nature! Hahahaha"

At this moment, Meng Tianxiao, who was dressed in black robes, was laughing so hard that he seemed to be about to die, and he was laughing so hard that it seemed like tears were about to flow out.

"...disciple, disciple"

The old white-haired monk Xie Yun, with his hands clasped in his fists and his head lowered, finally looked a little frightened. At this moment, he really couldn't figure out what the elder Meng Tianxiao in front of him was thinking about.

Fear arises in the heart because of the unknown.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm not calling you here this time to clean up the family. On the contrary, I want to hand over the orthodoxy of Guihun Valley to you."

The more Meng Tianxiao spoke the following words, the quieter he became.

If the white-haired monk hadn't been standing right in front of him, it would have been difficult to hear the whisper-like whisper.

"Well, Great Elder, there are countless senior brothers and sisters who are better than me in the Valley of Returning Souls. What's more, you are in your prime, why would you suddenly want to do this? Please think twice."

"Those who kill will always be killed. This is the law of nature. Today's matter has come to an end. I admit it, and they must admit it too! But you are different. Although you are a monk of Guihun Valley, you have hardly practiced the killing method of Guihun Valley.

, if one person among everyone can leave alive this time, I think that person should be you."

When Meng Tianxiao said this, the white-haired old monk finally understood what the elder meant: Meng Tianxiao no longer had confidence in the success of this pursuit.

"Great Elder, it's too late for us to withdraw now. Even if we have offended the old demon Xuan Guangshan of Xiaoshan and can no longer stay, as long as you are in Guihun Valley, we can establish a sect and establish a firm foothold." Xie Yun consoled him like this.

Words.

However, what responded to him was the resounding rejection from the Great Elder of Guihun Valley, Meng Tianxiao:

"Either you win all life, or you lose all death. I have no interest in a draw between winning and losing."

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Apart from being a bad good person, you don't have any talents. I'm going to give you something here. You should keep it well after you leave. After this battle, no matter what I end up doing

Win or lose, I don't want to see you again, and when I see you again, it will be your death."

As he spoke, Meng Tianxiao stuffed a hard object into the hand of the white-haired old monk in front of him, and then said:

"After a while, I will arrange for you to leave in a spare spirit boat. That fourth-level spirit boat cannot completely block the erosion and pollution of the fierce light. Although you have the Dust-fixing Pill to protect you, you can no longer fight with others in Huiyuntian.

, you must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise you may still be eroded by the fierce light."

"Okay, let's go. Hurry up and get out."

After finishing all these things, he waved away the Zifu monk. Meng Tianxiao returned to his seat, rested his forehead on his hands, and began to think about the subsequent pursuit and killing strategy.

After all, he still refused to admit defeat easily.

For people like Meng Tianxiao, he can lose or die, but he will not admit defeat.

At the same time, on the other side, the silver spirit boat also used various methods to successfully lock a fifth-level spirit boat controlled by a real person in the golden elixir realm, and collided with it.

Blood clouds linger in the dark cloudy sky filled with fierce light.

Facing the collision and attack of the silver spirit boat, the white spirit boat did not give in, but instead faced it.

Because I didn’t think I would lose.

"Humph, are you bullying me for being a lonely person with few disciples?"

As the coldness came out, the dirty sky in this area seemed to be solidified and frozen, followed by the whisper of spiritual consciousness that was as cold as bone marrow.

Master Yunmeng of Xuanguang Mountain was born as a casual cultivator. Over the years, she has only focused on her own practice and has not recruited any disciples at all.

At this moment, in the spirit boat controlled by Master Yunmeng, although two eight foundation-building monks from Zifu flew out when responding to the enemy, these people were three from Taiyue Sect, Guihun Valley, and Bliss Fairyland.

Zong had given it to her. If Master Yunmeng had not been injured, with her withdrawn and joyful temperament, she probably would not have accepted the help from these low- and mid-level monks.

At this moment, the Silver Spirit Boat crashed towards itself with a clear target, which also made Master Yunmeng feel very angry.

In fact, what she said was not wrong.

In Zhang Lie's judgment, even though Zhenren Yunmeng, who was born as a casual cultivator, has extremely good methods, his background is still slightly weaker than Zhenren Jindan, who was born in a sect.

What's more, she was injured by Master Xiaoshan in the previous fight. Zhang Lie had fought with him again and knew some of her methods. With multiple reasons, there was no reason not to choose Master Yunmeng's direction when breaking out.

But from Master Yunmeng's point of view, this kind of offense from a low-level monk is still intolerable.

Before the implementation of this plan, Meng Tianxiao had already demonstrated the terrifying power of the blood infant to everyone in advance. Therefore, Master Yunmeng could also confirm that even if Xiaoshan cracked the control of the blood infant, he would never be able to recover, at least in a short period of time.

vitality.

In other words, all he needs to fight are just a few Zifu period monks. He doesn't need to win. As long as he delays a little bit, the others will come quickly.

At this time, no Xuanguang Mountain monk will do his best. Meng Tianxiao, Zhong Yue, Ji Wuxia, all of them know the horror of Xiaoshan Master who has been practicing Taoism for 800 years. This time, let him escape from birth and welcome him.

What we all want is that we can no longer sleep peacefully for the rest of our lives.

The battle between the two sides entered the most intense situation from the beginning.

The first person to take action was Mingfeng veteran Xie Jingliang. He held several fourth-level high-grade talismans in his left hand and used them all in one go. However, this blow involved throwing tens of thousands of spiritual stones at any cost. The next moment, Jie Jing

Liang turned the flying sword in his hand into a dragon and struck it out. In a very short period of time, he fully demonstrated the superiority of his spiritual consciousness and mana from the later cultivation of Zifu.

Yunmeng Zhenzhen has a cold temperament, and his friendship with the monks from Taiyue Sect, Guihun Valley, and Paradise Immortal Village is not very deep. Their cooperation is more related to interests.

Under such circumstances, the monks sent to her by the three sects were certainly not the elite of the sect. The four Zifu monks and eight Foundation-building monks were temporarily suppressed in the face of Xie Jingliang's full attack.

When the two brothers Wei Yuanchen and Wei Yuanhong took action, a Zifu monk with the weakest cultivation level was instantly put into a certain death situation. In a short time, the ice and fire swords penetrated the magic weapon defense and passed through the body.

Compared with these hostile monks, Wei Yuanchen and Wei Yuanhong can definitely be regarded as the backbone of the elite monks in Danyang Palace. Especially when these two brothers join forces, they have a deep relationship with each other and absolute trust, and they join forces to fight with each other in sword fighting.

The increase in combat power is much higher than that of a normal alliance.

At this time, Master Yunmeng was completely overwhelmed by the endless layers of golden armor in front of him. Immortal Lord Nian Kong's golden light armor and Aurora Puppetry were both unique skills. At this moment, he even swallowed pills to activate them.

All the potential of divine consciousness and magic power was activated, and in the golden glow that spread all over the sky, countless golden-armored heavenly soldiers and generals rushed out, flying in the clouds from all directions. It was a majestic and majestic scene.
To be continued...