Chapter 2067 Green Bamboo Fairy

The blood-colored long sword in the eyes of the Four Friends of Yanshan has a strong and rich evil spirit on the blade. That evil spirit can affect the minds of immortals or immortal beasts, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

With a hint of surprise in Zhenren Lieyang's eyes, he said: "That blood knife is not an ordinary fairy weapon! With my eyesight, I can't tell its grade!"

Master Fenhai looked envious, and said with a click of his tongue: "I thought that little immortal was seeking his own death, but I didn't expect that he had such a treasure in his hands! However, he might be able to protect himself by relying on this sword, but he wants to get rid of the ruins of the ancient palace. It may not be possible to rescue the immortal from the enemy!"

"What a great sword! If that bloody sword can be mine, I will be as powerful as a tiger and my strength will be greatly increased!"

Master Ziyan originally guessed that Fang Bai had a fire-avoiding fairy weapon on his body, and wanted to snatch it, but was stopped by Fairy Hongxia. Now that he saw the blood knife whose grade was difficult to distinguish, he couldn't help but be moved again.

Fairy Hongxia chuckled and said, "Third brother, you should go and grab it! I won't stop you this time!"

Master Ziyan looked at the hundreds of dark flame wolves below, shrank his head, and said with a dry smile: "The little fairy doesn't want his life, I want it! Hehe, wait until the little fairy is buried in the mouths of the wolves. After they disperse, I can get his blood knife without any effort, why not?"

Fairy Hongxia made a sound, "Third brother, don't talk nonsense! How could he die?"

She stopped paying attention to Zi Yan, her eyes widened, and her heart was high as she looked at the figure flying among hundreds of flames.

Fang Bai flew away from the thousand-foot peak, swooped down, and used the Blood Drinking Knife in the air. He swung it wildly, and the shadow of the knife was heavy, weaving a bloody trail around him, covering his whole body.

The evil energy within the Blood-Drinking Knife continued to be released outwards, and many flame wolves around were affected by the evil energy and became momentarily unconscious.

Fang Bai took advantage of this fleeting opportunity and flew at high speed, shuttling between the flame wolves, getting closer and closer to the ruins of the ancient palace.

"howl……"

The wolf who was directing the pack of flaming wolves to attack the ruins of the ancient palace saw Fang Bai suddenly appear, his eyes flashed with a frightening light, and he looked up to the sky and let out a howl.

The strength of that wolf was already comparable to that of a third-level Earthly Immortal Realm expert, and it was not affected by the blood-drinking madness. Its howl, like rolling thunder, immediately woke up the absent-minded flame wolves.

The flame wolf is a kind of fairy beast. It is very spiritual and shrewd than ordinary immortals. They know that although Fang Bai is not good at cultivation, the blood sword fairy has a great influence on them.

As a result, hundreds of flame wolves separated into dozens of themselves and attacked Fang Bai. At the same time, they kept howling in their mouths to neutralize the influence of the evil spirit of the blood knife on themselves.

As a result, Fang Bai suddenly felt tremendous pressure.

Although the Blood-Drinking Sword was a divine weapon, Fang Bai's cultivation was too weak and he was far from being able to exert its strength. Facing an overwhelming attack from dozens of flaming wolves comparable to the Earthly Immortal Realm, he had no choice but to use the Five Elements Mother Qi Cauldron.

He holds a sword in one hand and holds the cauldron in the other. He uses the sword to slash and the cauldron to defend.

Although the blood-drinking sword he slashed with did not pose much of a threat to the flame wolves, which were thick-skinned and powerful in defense, the defensive capabilities of the Five Elements Mother Qi Cauldron were extraordinary. The flames spewed by dozens of flame wolves destroyed the The power was astonishing, and it kept covering him and the cauldron, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

However, Fang Bai was trapped by dozens of flame wolves, and his forward movement was severely hindered.

Seeing that the ruins of the ancient palace were about to completely collapse, and the immortals hiding among them were in danger, Fang Bai was anxious and wished he could activate his own potential to rescue them.

"Where did Xiao Sheng come from?"

The four friends of Yanshan, who were watching the battle from a distant mountain peak, suddenly heard the faint sound of a flute.

The sound of the flute seemed to be far away in the horizon one moment, vaguely, but the next moment it was close and could be clearly heard in the ears.

The sound of the flute is gentle and beautiful, melodious and melodious, like the sound of nature, extremely beautiful to the ear.

The heavenly sound of the flute was like streams of clear river water flowing over the ground, bringing a hint of coolness to the Yanlong Wonderland shrouded in scorching heat.

"This song..."

Lieyang Zhenren raised his ears and listened for a moment. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something terrible. His body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes showed horror.

At the same time, hundreds of flame wolves who heard the sound of the flute all stopped attacking and looked towards the sky, with a hint of confusion in their blood-red eyes.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Master Fenhai, Master Ziyan, and Fairy Hongxia all looked at Master Lieyang, and couldn't help being surprised when they saw the fear on his face.

"Qing... Qingzhu Fairy..."

Master Lieyang came back to his senses, looked towards the direction where the flute sound came from, and whispered with lingering fear.

"Who is Fairy Qingzhu? Is she very powerful?"

Fairy Hongxia asked curiously.

Like Master Yanhai and Master Ziyan, she had never seen her eldest brother show such fear towards a certain immortal. This shows that Fairy Qingzhu must be no ordinary immortal.

Master Lieyang smiled bitterly and said: "Awesome? Fairy Qingzhu's cultivation is said to have reached the peak of the Earthly Immortal Realm. How can it be described by two words: "Awesome"? In her eyes, we immortals are no more than ants!"

As he spoke, a green light flew from the distant sky, and in an instant it flew over the ruins of the ancient palace.

It was a fairy wearing a long green gauze dress with a ribbon tied around her waist. She was surrounded by wisps of green wood fairy energy. Her green silk hair was like clouds, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her figure was light, as if she had walked out of a painting. The peerless fairy.

Fairy Hongxia was proud of her beauty, but after seeing the fairy in green skirt, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

The fairy in green skirt is hanging in the air, with an auspicious cloud under her feet. Her eyes are downcast, her lips are slightly open, and she is blowing a green bamboo flute.

The beautiful and melodious sound of the flute continues to flow out from between the flute pipes. The sound waves envelope all directions, dispersing the hot air waves all around, and transforming into a sea of ​​green bamboo that undulates with the wind.

"Requiem for a Pure Heart?"

When Fang Bai heard the sound of the flute, his heart moved. He knew that he was not in danger for the time being. He immediately put away the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber and the Five Elements Ping Qi Cauldron. He looked up and his eyes fell on the fairy in the green skirt.

Requiem for a Pure Heart is an immortal song composed by a confidante in Fang Bai's previous life. It can calm the mind and soothe the soul. It has an excellent soothing effect on those immortals or immortal beasts who have killed too many.

Seeing that the woman in the green skirt was not the "her" he missed, Fang Bai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and thought in his heart: "This female fairy is not very old, but she can play the Requiem for a Pure Heart. Could it be that she is her disciple? I don't know her." It’s still fine now!”

The fairy flute in the green skirt kept playing, but the rhythm suddenly sped up a lot, and the artistic conception was completely different from before. It was obviously a different song.

There was a faint sense of killing in this song. After hearing it, the hundreds of flame wolves trembled, screamed "Woo", and quickly ran away with their tails between their legs.