Chapter 217 The Vision

"Haoyu, I Wenxuan have treated you badly, and the sect has something wrong with you? You give me a reason, a reason to betray the sect!"

Wenxuan turned around, trembling all over, anger, surprise, puzzlement...and deep disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Elder Chen's betrayal failed to defeat Wenxuan.

But Feng Haoyu's betrayal dealt a huge blow to Wen Xuan's mind!

When Feng Haoyu was still in the Qi Condensation Realm, Wen Xuan asked the sect master to teach Feng Haoyu the phantom sword in advance.

In the inner sect, apart from the three major inheritance disciples, Feng Haoyu is the only foundation-building cultivator who has performed the three secret techniques of the Mathematics Society!

"betray?"

Feng Haoyu sneered and said, "I was not originally from Misty Peak. I worshipped Misty Peak because of the three secret techniques. In other words, I, Feng Haoyu, have never regarded you as a master!"

"Evil!"

Wen Xuan said coldly, "I will kill you today!"

"Old dog, let's talk if you survive." Feng Haoyu sneered.

suddenly!

The two elders beside Wen Xuan exclaimed, "Be careful!"

Elder Yu and another sect elder shot at the same time and intercepted two flying swords.

call! call!

At this moment, Peng Yue, the real person of Jindan standing beside the blood-robed youth, suddenly stepped forward, his expression was cold, and the nearby spiritual power surged wildly.

Just around Peng Yue, a dark gust of wind condensed strangely, whistling and whistling, and the sand and dust covered the sky.

Seeing this scene, Elder Yu's expression changed greatly.

Another sect elder's pupils shrank violently, and he moved slightly slower. The flying sword was swept in by the black wind, and the sound of countless fine sand hitting the sword was heard.

Jingle Jingle!

click!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the flying sword shattered, the spiritual light dimmed, and it fell from the air.

A top-grade flying sword, in this black wind, can't even hold a breath!

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo was shocked.

Elder Yu's face was ugly, and he said slowly: "Golden Core Vision, bone-eroding black wind!"

"It turns out that this is the vision of Jindan."

Su Zimo was speechless.

Although he had heard of the horror of the Golden Core Vision, this was the first time he had seen it.

Among the real people of Jindan, there are very few who can cultivate the vision of Jindan.

Possessing the vision of golden core can almost crush all real people without vision!

Whether it is the Qi Condensation Realm, the Foundation Establishment Realm, or the Golden Core Realm, the source of power is spiritual energy and spiritual power, and the cultivation and fighting are all spiritual techniques.

The vision of Jindan is the pinnacle of spirituality!

Among the spiritual arts, the vision is honored!

Therefore, in the Nascent Soul Realm, those who possess the Jindan vision are the most powerful Jindan real people.

"Give me death!"

Peng Yue's voice was cold, his sleeve robe waved, and the black wind condensed a huge vortex, as if an ancient beast opened its huge mouth and instantly swallowed the elder of Misty Peak into it.

Wenxuan wanted to help, but it was too late.

Click!

The amulet on the sect elder's body shattered instantly.

"what!"

A horrific cry rang out.

Under the blowing of the black wind, the flesh and blood of this sect elder began to disintegrate, and within a few breaths, only a dark skeleton remained, with no vitality.

"what!"

Another scream came.

A Jindan real person on the side of the Blood Crow Palace was suddenly hit by a cloud of raindrops, and there were countless blood holes all over his body.

This person was riddled with holes, his eyes were dim, and he fell from the air, seeing that he could not survive.

Tick ​​tock!

Only then did everyone hear the sound of raindrops falling.

The denser, the clearer, the faster!

Where did the rain come from?

The crowd looked away.

I saw that around Wenxuan, a torrential rain suddenly started pouring down.

The raindrops are as slender as swords, exuding an incomparably sharp edge!

Jindan vision, misty sword rain!

Under the vision of Wenxuan's golden core, the real golden core of Blood Raven Palace was also powerless to fight back and fell on the spot!

Seeing that there are ten Jindan real people on the other side, and even Elder Chen's betrayal, Wenxuan can always keep calm, because he is Jindan Perfection, and he has cultivated the Jindan vision.

Even if the opponent has ten Jindan real people, Wenxuan has this confidence, and they will all be killed here in the future!

This is the power of the Golden Core Vision!

But now, when Peng Yue also showed the vision of Jindan, Wenxuan realized that the situation was wrong.

To be precise, it is extremely severe, and it is a matter of life and death!

Yu Fei, who was a spirit demon in the Golden Core Realm, had a calm expression and landed on the ground while protecting the blood-robed youth.

The blood-robed young man smiled coldly and waved his hand: "Cut the battlefield, Peng Yue, kill the remaining two Jindan real people as soon as possible in the air, and hand over the other foundation-building cultivators to us."

"As ordered!"

Peng Yue, who was in midair, nodded in agreement.

On the ground, hundreds of foundation-building cultivators from the Blood Crow Palace were murderous, bypassing Yu Fei and the young man in the blood robe, and killing the numerous disciples of Misty Peak!

"Don't fight, break through as soon as possible, and notify the sect!"

Seeing this scene, Wenxuan shouted and gave the order decisively.

At this time, he and Elder Yu were incapable of being independent, unable to protect themselves, and could not support at all.

The so-called cutting battlefield of the blood-robed youth is actually to let Peng Yue and other Jin Dan real people drag Wen Xuan and others into the air and kill them!

The foundation-building cultivators were fighting on the ground.

In this way, whether it is the Golden Core Realm battlefield or the Foundation Establishment battlefield, the Blood Crow Palace is in complete control of the situation.

"Breakthrough?"

The young man in blood robe looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said, "Don't be imaginative, I didn't plan to let you all leave this place today, and no one can leave!"

boom! boom! boom!

At this moment, Peng Yue's Bone-Eating Black Wind and Wen Xuan's Misty Sword Rain collided, causing a loud noise.

The power of two completely different visions competed in midair, with a terrifying momentum.

The power of the golden core vision of the two is not much different, and it is difficult to distinguish the superiority in a short period of time.

In addition to Peng Yue, there are nine Jindan real people in the Blood Crow Palace.

By Wen Xuan's side, only Elder Yu was left.

"kill!"

Elder Chen shouted loudly and took a step forward, showing no mercy.

Elder Yu gritted his teeth and tried desperately to resist, but he fell into a disadvantage in an instant, was stretched, and was in danger many times, and he could die at any time.

Seeing this scene, Wenxuan let out a long roar, frantically running the golden pill, and the spiritual power poured into the vision!

Whoa!

Wenxuan waved his sleeves and rolled up the endless rain of swords, covering Elder Chen and the others.

"court death!"

Peng Yue snorted coldly, and the black wind whistled, almost forming a tornado that connected the sky and the ground, sucking all the falling sword rain into it.

puff! puff! puff!

The power of the two visions collided and fought again, entangled together, and became more and more intense.

Wen Xuan's face was pale and his body was shaking.

At this moment, it is equivalent to him alone, against ten Jindan real people!

Moreover, among these ten Jindan real people, there is also a Jindan vision!

He couldn't last long.