Chapter 231: Killing and Sacrificing the Sword

"We can definitely survive."

Lu Caifeng's expression was serious and her eyes were firm.

Soon, after a short rest, Lu Caifeng decided to set off to destroy the demon!

Meng Xiaoxi felt that her senior sister was really desperate for death, but she could only bite the bullet and follow.

If she were allowed to stay alone in this inn.

She would never dare.

However, the two of them had just walked out of the guest room and reached the first floor of the inn.

Meng Xiaoxi's expression looked extremely strange.

Just because, I don’t know when the waiter, busboy, shopkeeper, cook and other people in this inn disappeared.

The inn was actually empty.

Only the burning oil lamp remained.

"Sister, what's going on?"

Facing such a strange situation, Meng Xiaoxi felt goosebumps all over her body.

Even the viewers in the live broadcast room were confused.

How come there is not a single soul in the Duanduan Inn?

"Not sure."

Lu Caifeng shook her head, but her eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she had already noticed that the situation had reached a critical point.

This trip to Songyang Town was far more dangerous than she imagined.

"Junior sister, follow me."

She spoke.

"good."

Meng Xiaoxi nodded, feeling warm in her heart. She was deeply moved that this senior sister was willing to take such a troublesome person like her.

After the two of them walked out of the inn.

One can see figures one after another on the streets of Songyang Town.

These figures all showed a numb side.

They were like one walking corpse after another, heading east.

"Swish!"

Seeing this, Meng Xiaoxi's face changed again and again, becoming a little pale.

Lu Caifeng was very calm and composed, and pulled Meng Xiaoxi straight to the east.

The two of them walked eastward.

Not long after walking, a dilapidated Taoist temple appeared in the field of vision.

The Taoist temple was so dilapidated that the walls collapsed.

The direction those figures with empty eyes are heading towards is in this Taoist temple.

To be more precise.

But this Taoist temple has an altar.

In the middle of the altar is a disk about the height of a person.

Whenever those figures come close to the disc, they will be absorbed by the disc.

So.

The number of people in Songyang Town is decreasing rapidly.

Facing such an inexplicably terrifying scene, Meng Xiaoxi was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

"The altar is absorbing the souls of the people in Songyang Town, and it seems to be using the power of the souls to awaken the demon sealed in the disk!"

With keen intuition and rich experience, Lu Caifeng made a quick judgment, and her expression became more solemn.

Obviously things have reached a very difficult point.

Especially in front of Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi, another familiar figure appeared.

This man is wearing a blue robe and a black cloth hat. He is not just a fortune teller.

"You two girls, we are so destined to meet again."

Bu Suanzi took the initiative to greet Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi.

And, he also opened his eyes.

It was actually a pair of eyes glowing with blood.

There is also a strong demonic aura flowing from Zi Suanzi's body!

Lu Caifeng ignored Bu Suanzi with a cold face, her bright black eyes still staring at the strange disk in the Taoist temple.

It seemed that to her, the demon in the disk was more of a threat to her than the divination operator.

"You two girls, Pindao has already said that you are going to have a bloody disaster! Pindao's fortune-telling is not wrong!"

The fortune teller is full of confidence.

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoxi's face froze. She remembered very clearly that the last time Bu Suanzi said such a sentence, she died suddenly.

Is it going to end again this time?

"That bullshit fortune teller is here again! He's up to his old tricks again!"

"Returning to the bloody disaster is the fault of this fortune teller!"

"But I'm afraid this time the anchor won't be able to die so easily. With the protection of this senior sister from Tianyao Sect, the anchor will definitely be safe and sound!"

"This senior sister is really kind-hearted and capable!"

…

The audience in the live broadcast room posted one barrage after another, many of which were praising Lu Caifeng.

"You want to hurt us? You can't do that!"

Lu Caifeng's pretty face sank, and she quickly picked up a magic formula in her hand.

moment.

Lu Caifeng's whole body has formed a wonderful force since then.

This power protected Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi.

The bloody light in Bu Suanzi's eyes gradually dissipated, and his expression looked surprised. He thought he could easily deal with the two girls in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he was mistaken.

This made him scream in surprise.

"Huh!"

But soon, Bu Suanzi calmed down. He would definitely be able to easily deal with the two girls in front of him.

You know, one of the girls has almost no cultivation.

“My Lord’s great cause cannot be allowed to be destroyed by you two girls!”

Bu Suanzi's expression was indifferent, and his murderous intention was greatly increased.

Lu Caifeng was not afraid, and she even took out a long sword from the sachet in her arms.

The blade of this long sword shone with cold light, and it was definitely extraordinary at first glance.

Such a scene surprised the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Such a small sachet can hold such a long sword?"

"This is definitely a space sachet! A space-type magic weapon!"

"With a long sword, the aura of Tianyaomen's senior sister Lu Caifeng looks even more extraordinary!"

"What does the great cause of our master mean by Bu Suanzi?"

...

The audience started a fierce discussion and were looking forward to who would win or lose in such a battle.

Meng Xiaoxi stepped back subconsciously, and she could not intervene in the next battle at all.

Afterwards.

Bu Suanzi fought with Lu Caifeng.

The swordsmanship displayed by Lu Caifeng, holding a long sword, was extremely fast.

Even, every time, a wisp of terrifying sword energy burst out!

At first, Bu Suanzi could barely dodge, but as the incoming sword energy increased, Bu Suanzi really couldn't dodge.

However, within a few breaths.

Bu Suanzi had been injured by several sword energies.

"Puff!"

At this time, Bu Suanzi's body was swaying, as if he couldn't stand steadily, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

A flash of horror flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "Little girl, your cultivation is not the foundation-building stage but the golden elixir stage! You have formed a golden elixir!"

"You are a broken Taoist priest, but you still have some vision. Yes, I have formed a golden elixir, and the life span of the golden elixir stage can reach 500 years!"

Lu Caifeng's mouth curled up slightly, very proud.

She has reached the golden elixir stage at a young age, and she is also a generation of genius among the cultivators of the same age!

"Hiss!"

Meng Xiaoxi took a breath of cold air. She really didn't expect that her senior sister was so strong.

I thought that the senior sister Lu Caifeng's cultivation was at most the foundation-building stage, but it turned out to be the golden elixir stage.

No wonder the senior sister never took the fortune teller Bu Suanzi seriously.

"Golden Elixir Stage, life span of 500 years! Really amazing!"

"It would be great if we could cultivate immortality!"

"This is just a game, don't be crazy about it, and don't confuse it with the real world!"

"It seems that this Bu Suanzi will soon be dead!"

...

The audience posted one barrage after another.

However, Bu Suanzi's performance was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Hahaha!"

But Bu Suanzi's wrinkled face actually showed a very arrogant smile.

His crazy laughter, not to mention Meng Xiaoxi and Lu Caifeng, even the audience felt a little inexplicable. He was about to die, but Bu Suanzi was still so arrogant. Didn't he really know how to write the word death?

"Don't know whether to live or die!"

Lu Caifeng snorted coldly.

"I can't die, just look around."

Bu Suanzi said with a smile.

Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi looked around, but they could see no human figures around. It was empty, not a single person.

"Your death date has come. I said you would have a bloody disaster, and you will have a bloody disaster."

"Girl, you are using the Tianyao sword technique. You are a disciple of the Tianyao Sect. You have such a cultivation at such a young age, and you have such a beautiful appearance. You must be the Tianyao Sect's senior sister Lu Caifeng!"

Bu Suanzi narrowed his eyes slightly, "And today is your death date!"

After saying that.

Bu Suanzi was actually going to hide in the darkness.

He seemed to want to escape.

"Want to escape? Impossible!"

Lu Caifeng swung the long sword in her hand again, and sword energy flew out in the direction of Bu Suanzi.

No accident.

All these sword energy hit Bu Suanzi.

On the spot, blood spurted from Bu Suanzi's mouth and nose, and he died on the spot.

"Big sister, he's dead!"

Meng Xiaoxi was cheering and jumping for joy. She thought that this fortune teller was so powerful and amazing, but in front of her powerful big sister, he was completely useless.

But before Meng Xiaoxi could be too happy, she saw that the body of fortune teller lying on the ground had turned into a wooden man.

"Crackle!"

However, the wooden man exploded directly, and the fragments of wood chips flew around.

"Wooden puppet, it seems that this broken Taoist priest is also proficient in puppetry."

Lu Caifeng showed a trace of regret on her face. She thought that except for one enemy, the enemy's body had already escaped, leaving only a wooden puppet.

At this moment, Meng Xiaoxi's smile froze. This fortune teller was indeed very capable.

The audience in the live broadcast room were all grumbling, saying that the fortune teller was too cunning!

The next second.

But another change happened.

It can be seen that a demonic aura is rising from the round plate in the middle of the Taoist temple.

The strong demonic aura spreads in all directions.

The demonic aura spreads rapidly to the entire Songyang Town.

At this moment, even Meng Xiaoxi, who has little strength, realizes an unprecedented crisis.

Facing such a crisis, she is afraid.

"Hoo!"

Meng Xiaoxi's breathing is a little rapid, as if death is coming.

"Boom!"

Then, the round plate suddenly exploded into pieces, and the surrounding area was swept up with waves of smoke and dust.

Lu Caifeng tightly grasped the long sword in her hand, and a very solemn expression appeared on her beautiful face.

The crisis is coming!

She can't be careless!

She even smelled the smell of death.

If she is careless at this moment, she will definitely die.

Even if she has the Jindan stage of cultivation, she will still die here!

Finally.

After the smoke dissipated.

Lu Caifeng, Meng Xiaoxi and the audience in the live broadcast room saw a figure appearing in the middle of the Taoist temple.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a little girl with cold eyes and gray skin.

An amazing sense of oppression flowed from this little girl.

At this moment, Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi felt suffocated.

A line of information also appeared in Meng Xiaoxi's vision.

[Ghost Child: The strength and cultivation are unknown, extremely dangerous, stay away! Stay away! Stay away! ]

The short line of text information also made Meng Xiaoxi realize that the situation had unknowingly reached a point of extreme urgency.

Could it be that she was going to die again?

Die at the hands of this ghost child?

Thinking of this, she began to curse "Xiu Xian World" in her heart.

She just felt that this broken game really didn't give players a good time.

Why did she have to meet the ghost child?

And she met the hateful fortune teller Bu Suanzi before.

But think about it carefully.

This time it seems to be her choice.

For example, in Songyang Temple, how could she meet Bu Suanzi if she didn't step into Songyang Town, and how could she be killed by Bu Suanzi.

And she could give up the task of this ghost child and return to Tianyao Gate of Xianzong.

But she didn't give up, and she followed Senior Sister Lu Caifeng to Songyang Town foolishly.

The more she thought about it, the more regretful Meng Xiaoxi felt in her heart.

But she was also glad.

This is just a game, and you can be resurrected and start over after death.

"Bet how many seconds the anchor can live!"

"30 seconds!"

"10 seconds!"

"The anchor is going to die again, and it is estimated that this time the death will definitely be more miserable!"

"Senior Sister Lu Caifeng is also going to die!"

...

At this time, when Meng Xiaoxi saw the barrage of comments appearing in her vision, she was so angry that her face turned black.

Are these viewers so eager for her to die?

But she didn't blame the audience, because at some point, the number of people online in her live broadcast room had exceeded 500!

If this trend continues.

She will be popular!

She will be popular!

"Shua shua!"

Suddenly, the cold eyes of the ghost boy stared at Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi.

Then, the ghost boy stood still, without blinking his cold eyes.

But even so, Lu Caifeng and Meng Xiaoxi still felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Lu Caifeng was still able to remain calm.

But facing the cold and ruthless eyes of the ghost boy, Meng Xiaoxi subconsciously felt weak in her legs, and she fell to the ground with a plop.

"Junior sister, is the senior sister good to you?"

Suddenly, Lu Caifeng said in a ghostly voice.

"Very good, very good."

Although Meng Xiaoxi's face was pale, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

But she was very strange in her heart, why did the senior sister suddenly ask this?

"Don't blame the senior sister, the senior sister wants to live!"

"So, the senior sister can only kill you and sacrifice the sword! You are the fire spirit root, and my sword is the fire spirit sword! Kill you, use your blood and your soul to sacrifice the sword, and the power of the fire spirit sword will surge, and I will have a chance to survive!"

Lu Caifeng's expression was cold, her eyes were firm, and she was unwavering.

As soon as the voice fell.

Meng Xiaoxi felt her head buzzing.

What is her senior sister talking about?

Kill her to sacrifice the sword?

Did she hear it right?

At this moment, Meng Xiaoxi was stunned.

In the next breath.

Lu Caifeng had already started, and the long sword in her hand swung towards Meng Xiaoxi mercilessly.

One sword down!

Meng Xiaoxi died on the spot!

The long sword was stained red with blood.

Before she died, Meng Xiaoxi saw only one scene in her eyes.

Seeing that the long sword in Lu Caifeng's hand was actually bursting with flames.

The flames seemed to have gathered into a fierce and ferocious fire dragon.

"Roar!"

Faintly, she could still hear the roar of a fire dragon.

Then.

She died.