Xiu Shen Gaiden: Filling the Traps Chapter 8 Bloody Storm

"What did you say?!" Senior Brother Yun stood up in excitement at the words. Even the remaining four Nascent Souls were moved. I saw Senior Brother Yun stepping in front of the person who reported the news, and asked angrily: "Is what you just said true? Even one of the Jindan disciples has died?!"

The person who reported the news was just a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. How could he withstand the wrath of the Yuanying monk. Even if Senior Brother Yun didn't release his coercion, his age-old aura had already scared him to the point of paralyzing him to the ground, with only the word "yes" left in his mouth.

Senior Brother Yun didn't care about the person who reported the news. With a wave of his hand, the disciple floated gently outside the hall. Several disciples on duty outside the hall hurriedly carried him down. Senior Brother Yun stared with an ugly expression. He turned around and stared at the remaining people, and said sternly: "Junior brothers and sisters, you have also heard the current form of our Xuantian Sect. Could it be that, Are you still fighting for the position of the leader, regardless of the sect's survival?! If you still don't give up on this idea, I, Yun Lanzi, will have to invite Ling Yu, the founder of the sect, today!"

For a few people, Senior Brother Yun was so serious that he didn't dare to have any selfish motives. Moreover, this situation cannot be underestimated. Although it is not known whether the invading people are Nascent Soul cultivators, but if they can kill many disciples in the sect in a short period of time, they must be well prepared. So, everyone exchanged glances with each other, and at the same time cupped their hands and said, "But I will listen to my senior brother's arrangements."

When Yun Lanzi saw the changes in several people, a smile still appeared on her lips. He slowed down his tone and said: "Junior brothers and sisters, I, Yun Lanzi, am not relying on my old age to show off my old age. Now the Xuantian Sect is in trouble, and only we can survive it by working together." After saying this, he actually bowed and raised his hands to worship a few people. The people were so bluffed that they quickly turned aside. Before they could speak, Yun Lanzi said again: "Junior Brother Mo Chen, I am not very talented. Please go to the main gate of Qianshan quickly and organize to defend against the enemy."

When Master Mo Chen saw Yun Lanzi's low profile, he was his junior fellow student from the same sect, so how could he dare to neglect him? He quickly bowed and said "yes" and hurried towards the front mountain. Next, Yun Lanzi arranged for Fairy Ling Yan to preside over the sect protection formation, and led Master Yun Yi to garrison at Xuanling Mountain to the east of the sect, and then asked Master Wu Meng to go to Xuanpin Pavilion to the west to defend the enemy, and He himself went to the back mountain in person to destroy the enemy.

During the dispute between several Yuanying old monsters from the Xuantian Sect, Xiong Zhaoxing had already led the crowd to break the restrictions on the back mountain, tore open a hole in the protective formation, and opened and closed a pair of mountain-shaking black gold hammers. Killed to the front. The Demon Sect disciples from other sects also arrived one after another, and a bloody storm began.

Let's talk about the disciples in the front mountain who were over-consumed with demonic energy. They fell one by one. Xuantian Sect's golden elixir disciples led thousands of foundation-building disciples and tens of thousands of qi-refining disciples rushed out to fight. Seeing the magic weapons flying all over the sky, the Demon Sect disciples were killed one by one under the magic weapons. At this time, enemy reports came from the back mountain again. Being attacked from both sides, the Jindan disciples were at a loss for a moment.

Just when they decided to reverse the situation, countless monks suddenly appeared out of nowhere. These monks all had ferocious faces and were uniformly dressed. It turned out that just after Xiong Zhaoxing launched the attack, Xingwei followed Zhang Qingxiao's instructions and arranged for the disciples of Yao Gongming of Tiansui Sect and Zhu Fuming of Tianying Sect to lurk nearby, waiting for the disciples of Xuantian Sect to rush out. I want them to never come back.

Even if the disciples of Xuantian Sect facing the enemy had so many golden elixirs, they could not withstand the bombardment of fifty or sixty thousand Demon Sect disciples. Especially the skills of these Demon Sect disciples are weird and extremely bloody. Those Xuantian Sect disciples who have been to the Dao Sword Battle are okay, but where have most of the disciples seen this? Everyone was frightened and flinched. If it weren't for the hard work of a group of golden elixirs to maintain it, the more than 10,000 of them would have been killed long ago.

While these golden elixir monks were struggling to fend off the enemy, Yao Gongming's disciples gathered together again. Those disciples recited an obscure spell at the same time, and saw that the dark night sky gradually changed color.

There was also a stream of blood floating in the sky. In the eyes of Xuantian Sect's disciples, it was like a sudden gush of blood and water, like a giant wave in the sea. Each of the Xuantian Sect's Qi Refining disciples' eyes were red with tears, and they were all screaming like they were possessed. The remaining Demon Sect disciples seized the opportunity, either offering magic weapons, or getting close to them and killing these people like wheat.

When Yao Gongming saw the martial arts in the distance, he laughed dryly twice, stared at a golden elixir monk and rushed forward. I saw him reaching out and taking out a black whip measuring two feet long. I saw that this black whip was covered with thorns, and the black surface was filled with bursts of blood red, and the end of the whip was branching like a spiritual snake. As for Yao Gongming's magic weapon, it is also a famous murder weapon. Since the magic weapon was first formed, it has been given a scary name: Demonic Snake Blood-eating Whip.

Just as Yao Gongming was approaching, the Jindan monk from Xuantian Sect also discovered him. This golden elixir monk simply gave up the cannon fodder that besieged him, sacrificed his magic weapon, and went forward. Just when the two were not far apart, the golden elixir monk shouted: "You thief, let's try Pindao's golden fire wheel!" After saying that, the golden fire wheel in his hand whizzed out, and the wheel carried The scorching flames flew toward Yao Gongming, lighting up the entire world.

Yao Gongming saw the opponent's magic weapon coming, and without saying a word, he whipped it with a blood-devouring whip. I saw that the bifurcation of the whip suddenly became straight, and the force of the whip made the surrounding air buzz. Just when the two magic weapons came into contact, with a "pop~" sound, the Bloodthirsty Whip flew back. Looking at the golden fire wheel again, it was actually whipped and flew out diagonally. Brother Dan's mouth was filled with sweetness, obviously he was traumatized.

Before he could get closer, the Golden Core cultivator slapped his forehead, and the pressure of the Golden Core was immediately released. He even picked up a spell in his hand, a sword that exuded golden energy. As soon as this sword that appeared out of thin air appeared, some disciples with low cultivation levels around them felt that the true energy in their bodies solidified instantly, and a sharp and bone-piercing breath came from them. When Yao Gongming saw the sword that appeared, he also frowned.

However, Yao Gongming did not dare to neglect. He suddenly shook his body and emitted boundless black energy. The black energy slowly gathered and gradually formed a dark magic knife. Yao Gongming quickly waved his hand, and the magic knife suddenly shot out, slashing hard against the golden knife. The golden elixir monk didn't show any weakness, swung his sword and slashed at him.

Just a "clang" sound was heard, and a harsh sound of metal and stone interlaced came. The two knives that condensed their respective cultivation strengths were immediately shattered. The two of them were shocked and took a few steps back in the air. A stream of blood flowed from their mouths, and they stared at each other cautiously.

Yao Gongming was furious at this moment. The golden elixir cultivator on the opposite side was too difficult, so it seemed that he could only use that one. I saw him slow down for a moment, then suddenly controlled the Bloodthirsty Whip and struck it. The moment the Bloodthirsty Whip flew out, Yao Gongming sprayed a mouthful of blood on it. After pinching it with several spells, the Bloodthirsty Whip suddenly turned red. The light spread all over the place, flying bigger and bigger, and by the time it reached the golden elixir monk, it had turned into a dragon with its bloody mouth open.

The golden elixir monk smiled disdainfully and quickly offered up a shield-shaped magic weapon. The magic power is everywhere, and this treasure grows in the wind, tightly protecting the Golden Pill cultivator behind it. The bloodthirsty whip that turned into a dragon bit it down in one bite, and the sound of "gurgling" kept coming, and a stalemate was formed for a while.

Just when the Golden Pill cultivator was feeling proud, Yao Gongming quietly released something from his hand. The object looked like a flying sword, only an inch long, and was completely black. It disappeared as soon as it flew out. Just when the golden elixir monk resisted the bloodthirsty whip and was about to taunt Yao Gongming, he only heard a thin "boo", and before he could turn around, an inch-long flying sword was inserted into the back of his head. At this moment The golden elixir monk, who had not yet come to the urgent call to tell his name, died an untimely death.

After dealing with the Golden Core cultivator, Yao Gongming's face flushed for a while. Not caring about so much, he threw a few scarlet elixirs into his mouth, recalled a few magic weapons, collected the storage bag of the golden elixir monk, and rushed directly to the base-building qi-training disciples of Xuantian Sect, and went on a killing spree. .

The death of Xuantian Sect's Golden Pill disciple also aroused the indignation of others. Several Jindan disciples worked together to break the magic formation set up by the Demon Sect disciples, holding up magic weapons to kill Yao Gongming. Yao Gongming also knew that he was no match for him, so he hid far away. Those Jindan disciples were blocked all the way after chasing him, and when they heard the screams coming from time to time, they ignored Yao Gongming and hurriedly went to relieve the foundation-building Qi-training disciples.

Rapidly changing killings like this were happening everywhere, with tens of thousands of people in the sky fighting non-stop. The corpses kept falling to the ground. Especially as the blood stain gradually increased, the disciples who used the magic skills became even more crazy, and the waves of blood in the sky became more turbulent. You could even see the white bones tumbling in the sea of ​​blood, and the dark wind howling.

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