"Go in, I'm waiting for your good news." Bai Tianxia said calmly.
Xia Zhongliang nodded respectfully, then stepped into the giant door first and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked as usual, but without any hesitation, he followed everyone into the giant door and disappeared into Lieyang Sect.
After everyone left, a hoarse voice echoed in the cave.
"In the daytime, there are more than twenty humanoid puppets, and with the flesh and blood of that kid as a guide, after absorbing these puppets, they will definitely go crazy, and their cultivation level will be upgraded to the late stage of real people in an instant. They are qualified to clean up the battlefield.
The Lieyang Sect is considered secure."
Tianxia spoke calmly and said: "The blazing yang energy in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body is extremely pure, and there must be secrets in it. If I had met him a few years ago, he might have been interested in investigating, but now I can't survive more than three years."
Yue, the day he cleans the battlefield is when he will be completely devoured, so all this is no longer important. Since he has decided not to choose him as the cauldron, we simply use him as the puppet's guide to increase the puppet's cultivation. Impermanence, I
I ask you to raise Tiemusen to the real-life stage, and he will be my furnace."
A hoarse voice laughed wildly and agreed.
The Valley of Life and Death is located in the south of the Northern Wei Dynasty. The valley is very large, and there are even several dense forests and flowing water. As the battle location for this battlefield clearing qualifying competition, it is shrouded in fog all year round.
At this time, in an open space on the north side of the valley, a giant door suddenly appeared out of thin air, and monks followed by puppets came out one after another.
After the last person came out, the giant door gradually turned into little sparks and slowly dissipated.
At this moment, the three remaining real-life late-stage monks looked at each other and were about to crush the Soul Jade Slip in their hands without saying a word.
Yuwen Zhouyuan kept staring at the monk holding the jade slip of his soul. When the other three were about to crush the jade slip, he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blue light without saying a word. The blue light flashed and he slashed at the opponent in an instant.
As soon as the blue light came out, the surroundings were suddenly freezing. It turned out that this was Yuwen Zhouyuan's soul weapon, the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword.
Since it was re-refined with the elixir fire transformed from the Sun Pill, the cold air on the flying sword has become extremely overbearing. The surrounding flowers and plants were washed away by the cold air and suddenly turned into ice crystals. Even the real early stage cultivators next to them also
In both cases, the body becomes numb and numb in an instant, and the epidermis rapidly crystallizes visible to the naked eye.
The monk holding the jade slip of Yuwen Zhouyuan Soul was immediately startled. He had no time to crush the jade slip and retreated quickly. However, he never expected that the flying sword buzzed and disappeared in front of him.
Stunned, the monk quickly used his defensive magic weapon, but it was already too late.
The flying sword appeared three feet in front of the opponent. With a flash of blue light, it pierced the monk's throat and penetrated out. A blood arrow shot far away. The monk covered his neck in disbelief and slowly fell down.
Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped up, grabbed the soul jade slip from the air, and threw it into the storage bag.
All this happened so fast that it can best be described as lightning. At this time, the other two monks in the late stage of real life had already crushed the soul jade slip, and a black smoke floated out from the broken jade slip, like
Like a wave, it surges around in a ring.
The puppets behind the Lieyang Sect disciples immediately started to move. Looking at the disciples in the real-life stage, each one seemed to have been cast a body-holding spell, standing motionless in place.
After crushing the jade slip, the two monks in the late stage of real life did not even look at Yu Wen Zhouyuan, and rushed towards the giant gate that was about to collapse at extremely fast speeds.
The two people flashed in, and immediately after, the giant door completely dissipated, turning into dots of crystal light and slowly disappearing without a trace.
Without saying a word, Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly withdrew from the distance and looked at the location of the Lieyang Sect disciples, silently.
At this time, a puppet's eyes emitted green light. It turned its head and looked around, and finally focused on the owner closest to it.
With a bloodthirsty cold light in its eyes, it suddenly jumped up, screamed, grabbed his master, and sucked his master hard from the nose. Suddenly, the body of the real early stage monk began to tremble, and his skin shrank at an extremely fast speed.
It turned into a trace of white gas and quickly penetrated into the puppet's body.
At the same time, the dry muscles on the puppet's body immediately swelled as if vitality had been injected into it.
Not long after, the monk was already skin and bones, and could only breathe out, not in. Looking at the puppet, it had already returned to its human form.
Immediately afterwards, the puppet inhaled again, and the monk groaned miserably. His body collapsed and died. A wisp of blue gas slowly floated out from the corpse. The puppet grabbed it with its big hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Soon, the puppet's body changed almost instantly, and he became exactly the same as the monk before.
At the same time, one after another the puppets rushed towards their respective masters.
Not all the puppets were like this. About one-third of the puppets looked around blankly and stood there motionless.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the scene in front of him in shock. All the puppets that swallowed the monks eventually had almost the same level of cultivation as real people in the later stage. Looking at the more than ten monsters in front of him, Yuwen Zhouyuan's scalp felt numb and he cautiously stepped back.
At this moment, screams sounded one after another. After the puppets that had been devoured before turned into the appearance of their respective masters, they all turned their attention to the remaining disciples of the Lieyang Sect and swarmed them in unison.
With blood and flesh flying everywhere and the fishy wind blowing against his face, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned around and left quickly without saying a word.
After walking far away, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood outside a dense forest in the valley with a gloomy expression. He had seen the viciousness of the Lieyang Sect. If he had stopped the monk before crushing the jade slip, I am afraid he would have become one now.
The belly wraps of those monsters.
With a few sneers, Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that this Valley of Life and Death was full of dangers. Almost all of Xuantian's good and evil sects gathered here. Regarding the matter of cleaning up the battlefield, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not intend to participate. He was ready to find an exit and leave here. He now wanted to
What he did was to find a place with extreme sunshine, practice in seclusion, and improve his cultivation level.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly took a few steps back, and with a "swish" sound, a black light flashed past the place where he had just been standing, and at the same time, a strange laughter came from the dense forest.
"Boy, you hid very quickly." A young man in gorgeous clothes slowly walked out of the dense forest, stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a smile, looked up and down, and said, "Which sect is he from?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked as usual and said coldly: "Fire Yang Sect."
The young man in colorful clothes was startled and said with a smile: "Fire Yang Sect? It is said that disciples of Lie Yang Sect always carry a puppet with them. Where is your puppet?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the other party and frowned.
The young man snorted coldly, pointed with his right hand, and a black light appeared on his fingertips, and said: "Regardless of whether you are from the Lieyang Sect or not, leave your storage bag."
A cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, and his consciousness swept away, revealing that there were three more people in the dense forest. He did not speak and took a few steps back.
When the young man saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan retreating, a look of contempt appeared on his face. With a flick of his right hand, a black light suddenly flashed and shot towards Yu Wen Zhouyuan's chest and heart.
Yu Wenzhouyuan raised his eyebrows, waved his sleeves, and performed a huge operation. He saw a big hand appearing out of thin air in front of him. The black light hit the big hand, rushed in a few inches, and then dissipated.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the young man coldly, and realized in his consciousness that the three people in the dense forest were approaching here quickly. He did not want to get entangled with them and quickly retreated.
The young man's face was slightly angry. Although the other party was a middle-level real person like himself, he was followed by three senior brothers, one of whom was a late-level real person. The four of them did not go with the others, but had other plans and preparations.
Act secretly and take this opportunity to kill people and seize the treasure.
You must know that in this competition, the real ancestors of their respective sects all brought many treasures with them!
Seeing that the other party was alone, the young man couldn't help but have the idea of killing someone. Now seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan retreating, he patted the storage bag without saying anything, and an eight-inch long fan flew out.
The fan was all emerald green, and immediately emitted a rich fragrance after it appeared. The young man took a deep breath, and without saying anything else, the fan suddenly moved, and with a "buzz" sound, the fan opened, and at the same time a little bird emerged from the fan,
As soon as the bird appeared, it immediately broke away from the fan and floated in the air.
The young man had a solemn expression. He quickly took something out of his storage bag and threw it out. There was a flash of red light, and a blood-red poisonous snake rushed towards the bird at an extremely fast speed and swallowed the bird completely in one bite.
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As the bird entered its belly, its size suddenly increased several times, spitting out its core, and rushed towards Yu Wen Yuan.
All this sounds slow, but in fact it only takes a blink of an eye. Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword flashed in front of him and rushed towards the poisonous snake.
The poisonous snake's body twisted for a while, and it cleverly ducked to the side at the moment when the flying sword was stabbed. But at this moment, the flying sword suddenly disappeared on the spot, and when it appeared, it was already approaching the young man, and pierced through his chest amid the lightning and flint.
It passed through, bringing up a cavity of blood.
The young man in Chinese attire died suddenly before he could even react.
As soon as the young man died, the fan in mid-air immediately lost its luster and fell down. Yuwen Zhouyuan used his spiritual power to turn into a big hand, grabbed the fan and the storage bag on the young man's waist, and left quickly.
The poisonous snake circled in the air and quickly flew in the direction where Yuwen Zhouyuan escaped.
At the same time, three figures rushed out of the dense forest, two men and one woman. One of the men looked gloomy, glanced at the corpse on the ground, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chase!"
At this moment, in the border town far to the north of Lijiazhuang in Dongfa Town, two unexpected guests came. One of them had a skinny face and was wearing a blood-colored red robe. A sinister and vicious look flashed through his eyes.
Next to him, followed a monk with an immortal spirit. An elegant aura emanated from his body, which was in sharp contrast to the gloomy and ruthless old man in blood-red robes.
At this time, he was standing outside the town, holding a compass in his hand, constantly looking at it, and making calculations in his hand.
"Fellow Taoist Taoist Master, have you ever figured it out?" The old man in blood-red robes asked the old monk in a cold voice, his voice full of murderous aura.
The old monk frowned and said: "Ancestor Blood Soul, you don't know that person's name or appearance, and you only rely on a trace of the curse of the Blood Soul, how can I find him?"
The old man in blood-colored red robes was none other than the leader of the Blood Soul Sect and the master of the Blood Soul Master, the Blood Soul Ancestor.