Chapter 218 Four Kills

Anyone who goes to save the Yin-Yang Sect will inevitably become enemies of those cultivating forces; if he does not save him, he may not be able to pass this test in his heart. After all, the entire Yin-Yang Sect has been loyal to him, and under his restraint, the Yin-Yang Sect has no Go do harm again.

After some thought, Qin Tian decided to save him.

However, not as "Qin Tian".

Now that the decision had been made, Qin Tian had nothing to hesitate. He first released an invisibility formula and a concealment technique on himself, then flew the flying sword into the sky and headed straight for Nanyun Province.

More than an hour later.

A sword light landed near the secret realm of Yin Yang Gate.

Qin Tian took out a black robe and put it on, then took out a bronze mask and put it on, summoned the Little Demon Sword from the sea of ​​consciousness, and went straight to the entrance of the secret realm.

The entrance to the secret realm has been blocked by several formations, all of which are spiritual formations.

"cut!"

The little magic sword behind him flew up following the master's will and slashed out.

"Pfft!"

A jet-black sword light flashed away, and several layers of the spiritual formation were chopped off with one sword.

In the secret realm, Taoist Taoist Jindan Youyun of the Sanqing Sect suddenly changed his expression: "No, someone broke my formation. Could it be that the remnants of the Yin and Yang Sect came back to kill me?"

Thinking of this, he quickly communicated with Fashan and He Shicheng with his spiritual thoughts: "Three fellow Taoists, be careful. The formation that Pindao left outside the secret realm has been broken. It is very likely that Patriarch Yin Yang and others came back to kill him. !”

"You've come back just in time, let's catch them all!"

He Shicheng smiled proudly, walked out of the hall with a long sword on his back, then jumped into the air and reached the sky above the secret realm.

"Amitabha!"

Fashan announced the Buddha's name and also came into the air.

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Youyun and another Jindan mid-level member of the Shushan Sword Sect also stepped up through the air, and their eyes fell on the entrance to the secret realm.

The next moment.

In the distortion of the void, a figure walked out.

Wearing a black robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and wearing a ferocious bronze ghost mask on his face.

"Is this person a remnant of the Yin Yang Sect?"

The four of them frowned.

"Who are you, your Excellency, and why do you hide your head and show your tail?"

The next moment, He Shicheng spoke with an unkind tone.

"You can call me the Immortal Old Demon!" Qin Tian spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and old, with a breath of vicissitudes: "I am here this time to save the people of the Yin and Yang Sect. If you are willing to retreat, I will not make things difficult for you, otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!”

For some reason, after putting on this bronze ghost mask, Qin Tian felt a little less scrupulous and a little more arrogant and violent. After awakening in this life, he has been walking step by step and living cautiously.

But after putting on the mask, he released all the depression accumulated after awakening, and had the urge to go on a killing spree.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, He Shicheng couldn't help but laugh up at the sky: "Immortal old devil? You really have such a loud tone. A mere mid-stage Golden Elixir dares to speak loudly in front of me!"

"Really? Then I will let you see if you are exaggerating!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little magic sword behind him flew up and fell into Qin Tian's hands.

"cut!"

The black sword light tore the world apart, and a terrifying aura suddenly appeared above He Shicheng's head.

"not good!"

He Shicheng's expression suddenly changed, and a breath of death enveloped him.

"Chiyin!"

At this critical moment, the long sword behind him popped out of the scabbard, blooming into a silver-white sword energy lotus, blocking his head.

"break!"

While drinking, the jet-black sword light fell and struck the silver-white lotus like tofu. The silver-white sword energy lotus was easily cut open. The speed of the sword energy did not slow down, and with a pop, it actually split He Shicheng's body into two pieces. Half.

"this?"

Seeing this scene, Fashan, Taoist Youyun and another middle-stage Jindan swordsman from Shushan Sword Sect all fell into sluggishness. He Shicheng was a swordsman in the late-stage Jindan period. With his strength, he could defeat even if he encountered Jindan Perfection. , now, he was killed with a sword.

But at this time.

A hundred meters away, a figure suddenly appeared, but it was He Shicheng. At this moment, his face was pale, and he was inexplicably frightened. If he hadn't been carrying a death talisman given to him by the Ancestor of Transformation God, he would have died just now. Under that sword.

"A scapegoat?"

Qin Tian glanced at He Shicheng who had come back from the dead, and instantly understood what was going on, and swung his sword to kill him again.

"Come together and kill this old devil!"

He Shicheng shouted in horror, recalled his sword, and used the Shushan Sword Sect's sword-controlling technique to kill him.

Fashan threw out a string of Buddha beads. As the golden light shone, the string of Buddha beads burst apart, and each bead turned into a golden Buddha.

During the formation of Buddha's sound, all these Buddhas shot out and killed Qin Tian.

As for Taoist Youyun, there is an additional formation disk in his hand.

"go!"

He tossed it casually, and the formation disk flew into the sky. As he played the spell, the formation disk bloomed with brilliance, and a middle-grade spiritual formation was released with the formation disk as the core, covering most of the secret realm.

"Wan Lei listens to my command and strikes!"

The next moment, Taoist Youyun poured out a spell and pointed his finger at Qin Tian. Suddenly, dozens of lightning bolts as thick as buckets struck him.

Finally, Shushan's other Jindan kept pinching the sword formula with both hands, causing the sword suspended in front of him to turn into two, two into four, and four into eight...

"Shushan Ten Thousand Sword Jue, kill!"

Densely packed, nearly a thousand swords turned into a rain of swords, overwhelming the sky and attacking Qin Tian.

The four golden elixirs all used their best abilities, hoping to completely kill Qin Tian in one move.

However, Qin Tian, ​​facing the joint attack of the four, did not change his face under the bronze ghost mask. He was as cold as ever, and his slightly red eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

"Kill!"

He swung the small magic sword again, and at the same time, the terrifying evil spirit that the small magic sword had restrained also broke out.

With one sword strike, He Shicheng's attack was shattered, and the sword light swept over, directly strangling his body and soul into pieces, only sparing his golden elixir and storage ring.

When the second sword strike was struck, the black sword light seemed to have spirituality, circling around those golden Buddhas. In less than an instant, more than a dozen golden Buddhas comparable to the early stage of the golden elixir exploded. At the same time, the sword light quickly approached Fashan, and with a puff, the opponent's body was also shattered.

The third sword was slashed, and the Ten Thousand Swords Art of another Shushan Jindan was instantly destroyed like a chicken and a dog, and the sword light did not let him go, strangling him.

Finally, the fourth sword was slashed, directly destroying dozens of heavenly thunders, and then breaking the formation, slashing on Taoist Youyun, the powerful sword light directly wiped out the opponent's body.

The battle here has been watched by the Shenhai disciples of the three sects.

Seeing that their own Jindan masters were killed by the mysterious man who called himself the immortal old demon, they all fell into panic.

After collecting the Jindan and storage rings of the four people, Qin Tian exhaled heavily.

These four swords seemed easy, but they also consumed a lot of his true energy. Each sword took away one tenth of his true energy. Now, there are only six layers of true energy left in his body.

Suddenly, his eyes turned and fell on the Shenhai disciples of the three sects.

Suddenly, everyone felt like falling into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe. (To be continued)