Chapter 535 Baimei: Let Me Take My Time

As soon as the Haotian Mirror came out, Ancestor Youquan knew that his chance had come, and he immediately pretended to be frozen in place.

"Fellow Taoist!"

Master Baimei shouted loudly to Zhang Ziyu, and Zhang Ziyu slashed at him with the Ten Thousand Bone Sword, but only with the force left behind.

Ancestor Youquan was worried about an accident, so he used 100% of his strength and turned into a pool of blood.

The sword light flashed, and 90% of the blood dissipated endlessly.

There was only one wisp left, which exploded and broke free from the shackles of the Haotian Mirror. There was a blood mist around it.

"No, he's going to run away!"

Ancestor Youquan fled directly, Master Baimei's expression changed, Haotianjing immediately chased after him, and he also quickly flew over.

‘Really willing’

Zhang Ziyu smiled and Yujian Fei followed.

Ancestor Youquan was also a man who cherished his life. He didn't dare to bet on whether Zhang Ziyu could kill him with one sword. When the sword fell on him, he immediately escaped with blood, consuming at least 30% of his strength.

This kind of consumption cannot be recovered without a few years of effort or a lot of supplements.

If Zhang Ziyu hadn't been the one to take action, Ancestor Youquan could have escaped without any injuries.

Chasing all the way, Zhang Ziyu deliberately let go, so he did not pursue very closely. Instead, the disciples of Emei Mountain's Three Hundred Sword Immortals, Emei Seven Swords and Double Sword Sword Master followed the Haotian Mirror and rushed towards a barren mountain wall. Down.

The Youquan Blood Demon deliberately exposed his body and moved quickly on the rock wall.

"Yingqi, Ancestor Youquan is there!"

Changsun Wuji noticed the movement of Ancestor Youquan and immediately struck out with the Thunder Flame Sword in his hand. Li Yingqi also followed suit and struck the place where the figure of Ancestor Youquan appeared like red clouds.

The two swords of Tianfeng Sword and Thunder Flame Sword are completely different from ordinary magic weapons. The sword body and hilt are made of metal.

They look like swords, but they are more like two bound forces. They are extremely powerful, and after the combined forces, the strength can be increased several times.

The two sky-thunder swords struck together, instantly erupting with unimaginable power. Suddenly, the mountain wall twisted, and a blood-red hole appeared.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they immediately realized that something was wrong, because this sudden hole exuded an extremely evil aura.

"brush"

Xuantianzong and Danchenzi arrived first, and everyone in Emei subconsciously wanted to attack. Fortunately, Baimei appeared, and he immediately said: "Stop, we have fallen into a trap."

Master Baimei's face was solemn. Looking at the sudden blood hole, he had already realized something.

Zhang Ziyu appeared on the side of the mountain wall, fell down, and the Ten Thousand Bone Sword retracted his body.

Baimei nodded to him and said, "I miscalculated. The old demon Youquan did not want to attack our Emei, but wanted to use the power of our Emei to open Chiyou's blood point. As long as the old demon Youquan absorbs the blood of Chiyou, The power of this acupuncture point, I’m afraid no one in the world can match him.”

The Chiyou Blood Cave is a place that masters from various sects in the mountains of Shu have been looking for for thousands of years, where evil forces gather. It can be said that the evil power has accumulated here for countless years, and has been hidden under Shu for many years.

I'm afraid that it has already been connected with the spiritual power of the major mountains. As long as Ancestor Youquan is determined to absorb its power, he will become extremely powerful, and the mountains in central Sichuan will have no rivals.

"Master, let us go in and annihilate that old demon."

The one who spoke was Changkong Wuji. He was very impressive and looked like a decent disciple.

Bai Mei frowned and shook his head, saying: "No, the twin swords of thunder controlled by you and Yingqi are our Emei's most powerful treasures, and there is no room for loss."

Bai Mei can still tell the difference between the big and small kings. Chi You's blood cave is dangerous, and there is an ancestor Youquan who has been planning it for who knows how long. If they are allowed in now, I really don't know what will happen.

There are only two people in Emeishan to rely on, one is him, and the other two are the big cheating Heavenly Thunder Swords.

His cultivation in this world has almost come to an end. If he wants to improve even further, he will ascend sooner or later.

Therefore, Mount Emei's only support is the twin swords of thunder and lightning. How can it be allowed to take risks?

"Master, let us go to the Seven Swords of Emei."

Another disciple begged for orders, and even the three hundred Sword Immortal disciples behind him were half-kneeling on the ground.

Bai Mei frowned, Xuantianzong was beside him, his eyes glanced at Li Yingqi, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, which seemed to be responding, and he was quite irritable.

At this time, I saw Emei thinking again and again. He couldn't help but shake his head and flew up. With the Sun Essence Chakra guarding his side, he went straight to the blood hole, wanting to explore it alone.

He has a big grudge against Ancestor Youquan, and he will not hesitate to let this old devil go now.

But just as he flew to the door, he was suddenly blocked by a Tai Chi diagram.

"You can't do anything to that old devil if you go in."

Zhang Ziyu's voice came, and everyone noticed that there was someone beside the mountain wall. He was dressed in green Taoist robes and had an immortal spirit. He did not look like a mortal.

"senior"

A struggle flashed in Xuantianzong's eyes, and he said firmly: "If we can't find out that old demon, I'm afraid that when his demonic skills are fully accomplished, all the people in Shu will be devastated."

"If the sky falls, there will be a tall one to hold it up. If you go in and send a few more heads, you might feed a big daddy out."

Zhang Ziyu smiled and looked towards Bai Mei, and said, "What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

Master Baimei nodded and said in a deep voice: "For today's plan, the two swords of heaven and thunder must be combined to destroy Youquan. Son Danchen, you are here to stay and there is no room for failure."

"Yes, Master."

"Xuantian Sect, this matter is not just about Emei, it concerns all the sects in Shu. Please inform them one by one and make preparations for the response."

"Junior understands."

After instructing the two, Baimei looked at Zhang Ziyu and invited him, "Daoyou, why don't you go to Emei Mountain with me for a chat?"

Outsiders see the doorway, insiders see the excitement. Only Baimei himself knows how fierce Zhang Ziyu's battle with Youquan Patriarch was just now.

Similarly, as a man who founded a sect and lived for so many years, he has a hunch that this outsider Daoist is not afraid of Youquan Patriarch.

"Yes"

Zhang Ziyu nodded, paused for a moment and looked at Dan Chenzi, and suddenly threw a talisman, which turned into a stream of light.

Dan Chenzi took it and felt the spiritual power in it, with a surprised look on his face: "Senior, what is this?"

"The Eight Great Taoist Mantras - the Purifying Mantra, will help you guard the cave entrance. Use it when you need it, and it will be beneficial to comprehend it when you have nothing to do."

Dan Chenzi first looked at Baimei Zhenren, who nodded: "Why don't you thank me, Taoist friend?"

"Dan Chenzi thanks you, senior."

Dan Chenzi clasped his hands together and bowed slightly in gratitude.

"You're welcome, let's go."

Zhang Ziyu smiled, flew away with Baimei Zhenren, turned into two streams of light, and came directly to Mount Emei.

Mount Emei in Shu is the first of many immortal mountains. The peaks are majestic and shrouded in clouds. There are palaces on top that are connected to the sky. The colorful clouds are like the residence of immortals.

The spiritual energy here is gathered, which is also unique in Shu. Practicing here will naturally make rapid progress, which is a bit stronger than the ground.

On the main peak, the golden top glows like the golden wheel of Buddha. There is a suspended palace with green tiles and flying eaves. The main peak at the bottom is steep and full of magic swords and magic tools. They look different, but they are all covered with heavy rust.

According to the rules of Emei, any disciple who wants to become the true disciple of Emei and obtain the true law must find a sword of his own on this sword tomb.

The two crossed the peaks and went straight into the main hall of Emei. After entering, the door was closed and no other disciples could enter.

The stone futons were suspended in the air, facing each other, and Zhang Ziyu and Baimei sat on one each.

"Just now, fellow Daoist helped me to save Emei from the crisis. I, Baimei, would like to thank you."

"It doesn't matter. Youquan was the first to make the move. I just helped."

Baimei thought that the fellow Daoist was being modest. He shook his head and said, "Old Ancestor Youquan has great magic power. The blood river will never dry up and his spiritual consciousness will never die. I'm afraid that even the two Tianlei swords can resist him, not to mention that Changkong Wuji is still undecided."

The situation is serious, and Baimei speaks frankly. He said, "If we want to deal with the old demon Youquan this time, we can only think of another way. Although it's presumptuous, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to deal with the crisis in Shu this time."

Before Baimei finished speaking, he suddenly heard Zhang Ziyu say leisurely, "In fact, I can still deal with Youquan."

Baimei: ???