Chapter 350 The Great Chaos in Qianji Pavilion (1)
"boom--!"
After one strike of the sword, a frightening force burst out from the Qianji Pavilion elder's body, and murderous intent filled the air.
As soon as a strong man from the Sanxian realm takes action, the attic will be destroyed in seconds.
Si Tong's body flashed, and he had used his spiritual power to protect himself when the attic collapsed, but he was still shocked by this force, and his blood surged in his body.
She took a pair of elixirs, and the energy and blood in her body calmed down. She couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed a powerful Sanxian, it was indeed so terrifying.
If she were to fight against him, she would be no match at all. After all, there was a five-level difference between the out-of-body realm and the Sanxian.
Unless she has mastered the way of killing to great perfection, she can cross the realm and fight with him.
"Shua——!"
The power of the sword light was astonishingly domineering, and it continuously slashed at the monks from various sects present, as if they were crazy and bloodthirsty.
The strong men of each sect were violently killed, and they tried their best to resist, feeling terrified in their hearts.
The second elder of Qianji Pavilion was crazy and would kill anyone he saw. He was simply possessed and lost his mind!
"Not good! He has become possessed and out of control, please be careful!" a Qianji Pavilion leader shouted.
The second elder was fine before, why did he suddenly become possessed by a demon?
The sword energy flew in all directions, destroying everything it passed. The cultivators whose realm was below Sanxian were more or less injured even though they resisted the attack.
Being separated by one realm is like an insurmountable chasm, and there are only a handful of fighters who can cross the realm.
Seeing the chaotic scene, the old master of Qianji Pavilion had no choice but to take action. The aura around him surged, and he actually burst out with the power of a half-step to the realm of gods.
Sitong's eyes dimmed, this old pavilion master was a ninth-level loose immortal, and his current pressure could actually reach the level of half-step godhood. He must be about to break through.
No wonder he wanted to avenge his son at this time. He had calculated that he could break through to the semi-god state before the battle to slay the demons began.
Seeing the old pavilion master take action, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were all in the Sanxian realm, the difference between each level was the same as a big difference in realm.
"You all deserve to die!" The crazed second elder roared angrily, his eyes becoming increasingly scarlet.
After a close fight, the old pavilion master discovered that he was not just possessed by a demon, but more like being poisoned by some kind of demon, causing him to lose his mind and go crazy.
It's all right, how could he be poisoned by demons? Or maybe someone from the demon tribe took the opportunity to sneak into the sect today!
Si Tong rubbed Tuanzi's little head. If he wasn't possessed deeply by the demon and didn't completely become a demon, others could help him eliminate and suppress the demonic nature in his body.
But it's different when he's poisoned. Without an antidote, he will continue to kill like a killing machine.
There are naturally many types of demonic poisons. For example, the demonic poison given to the heroine by the original owner is the most common among demons.
The magic poison she brought today was obtained from Zaizai.
Over the past hundred years, Xiao Zaizai has raised countless monsters. These monsters are all highly poisonous. You can imagine how powerful they would be after being refined into poison.
Let Xiao Zaizai say that there is no cure for the evil poison he gave her, and the only antidote is the blood of the villain.
It is impossible for them to get the blood of the big villain, so the poison of these two elders cannot be cured, so they can only continue to kill them brutally.
There was chaos at the moment, and at this moment, a man wearing an elite disciple's attire stumbled over, his pale face full of horror.
Looking at the ruins-like battlefield and the people fighting in front of him, he forgot what he wanted to say for a moment.
It wasn't until a flying sword energy nearly killed him that he dodged and fell to the ground, shouting: "Old Ancestor! Master, he has become possessed and gone crazy! Many brothers have been injured by Master!"
"What did you say!" The old pavilion master's eyes widened. Not only the second elder, but also his disciple was affected! That was his most proud disciple!
The despicable demons are accustomed to using insidious methods. This is to cause chaos in Qianji Pavilion!
His disciple has lost his mind and gone crazy like the second elder, so how can the disciples in the sect be his opponents.
If he doesn't stop it, all the disciples of the sect may be killed.
"puff--!"
"puff--!"
"puff--!"
While the old pavilion master was thinking, the second elder who was poisoned by the poison wounded three more people.
Si Tong and Mu Jinnian stepped back and watched from a distance, with a smile in their eyes.
Mu Jinnian: "The choices are good. One is a powerful elder, and the other is the most proud disciple. I don't know how the old pavilion master should choose."
Si Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, and the photo stone in his hand was recording the wonderful moments in front of him so that he could show it to Ye Che when he returned.
"Now Qianji Pavilion has become a mess, with many dead and injured. The old Pavilion Master should be reluctant to let this disciple of the sect lose his life."
But he calmly ordered the killing of a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.
In the center of the battlefield, the old pavilion master seemed to have made a decision. He immediately summoned his spirit puppets and set up a trap when the spirit puppets fought.
In the formation, the old pavilion master made fierce moves, and the elders who wielded the wind shock repeatedly retreated.
The elder's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and the aura of violence and killing around him became stronger and stronger.
After a fight, the elder's chest was pierced by the long sword in the old pavilion master's hand.
The sword missed his heart because the old pavilion master didn't want to kill him, he just wanted to control him and then heal him.
However, the second elder who had been poisoned by the magic poison seemed to feel no injury, his eyes were still red, and he was waving the sword in his hand like crazy.
"He has gone completely crazy and can't wake up!" A monk from another sect shouted.
Once you become a demon, you cannot become an immortal cultivator again, unless you have just become a demon, or the demon state is not deep, which is obviously not the case for this second elder.
It's really unlucky today. I came here to express my condolences and encountered something like this. I almost lost my life here.