It was just noon, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the golden sunlight spread all over the earth and mountains, and the green leaves on Qingquan Mountain were plated with layers of pale golden brilliance, and the lake and spring were even more radiant with a crystalline dreamy luster.

I have to say that Qingquan Mountain is indeed a pleasant scenery, and the vitality of heaven and earth is very strong, and it is a rare cultivation treasure land. It's no wonder that the people of the Blood Demon Sect want to forcibly occupy it.

At this moment, in the battlefield in front of the Jingci Nunnery, dust was flying, and stones were splashing. The two sides of Jingci'an and the Blood Ghost Sect are fighting like tea, and the 'Ping Pong' is fighting fiercely.

The black-edged blood-clothed old man and the Blood Ghost Ancestor comprehensively suppressed the Xuanjing Master of Jingci'an, and he was about to kill the injured Xuanjing Master on the spot, and suddenly-

At this moment, a terrifying murderous aura approached rapidly, like a fierce beast from the desolation, and as terrifying as the sudden arrival of the Shura demon in hell.

Out of a strong sense of crisis, the Blood Ghost Ancestor's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, his expression couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the source of the murderous aura was actually a seventeen or eighteen-year-old little nun who had only cultivated in the Martial Dao Sixfold Realm.

Soon, his pupils contracted sharply, and he was filled with extreme horror. The sky fell in his eyes, the earth was gone, and all the houses and trees around him were gone, and it was pitch black.

In the darkness, a ray of golden light shot out like a lightning flash. The Blood Demon Ancestor was terrified and desperately tried to dodge.

And yet—

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the Blood Ghost Ancestor suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and as his vision recovered, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest with difficulty. I saw a jet-black sword piercing into his chest, right in the heart, and the red blood continued to overflow, staining the placket of his chest red, and drip down the blade of the sword.

The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes were full of disbelief, and his eyes widened, but his eyes quickly dimmed, turning into a dull dead gray, and with a 'poof', the corpse fell straight to the ground, no longer alive.

Hiss –

There was a gasp, followed by a terrible silence. Everyone present, whether it was the nuns of Jingci Nunnery, or the martial artists of the Blood Ghost Sect, all of them grew their mouths and glared, their eyes full of disbelief at the mysterious scene in front of them.

Who is the Blood Ghost Ancestor? That is the master of a sect, a dignified first-class innate realm powerhouse, but now he was killed by someone with a sword. And it turned out to be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old pink and tender little nun.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe this unbelievable result.

Can kill the Blood Ghost Ancestor with one sword, then what is the strength of this little nun who suddenly emerged from the grass? For a while, all the people of the Blood Ghost Sect were as cold as if they had fallen into a cold winter, and they suddenly felt that this small Jingci Nunnery was simply Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, unfathomable.

"Old ...... Ancestor died...... Die...... Dead?"

"The ancestor is dead, let's run !!"

Looking at the corpse of the Blood Ghost Ancestor who fell to the ground and was dead, the disciples of the Blood Ghost Sect suddenly turned pale, their eyes were frightened, and they quickly turned around and started light exercises, and fled for their lives towards the bottom of the mountain.

After all, even the first-rank innate realm-level powerhouses such as the Blood Ghost Ancestor had died, could it be that these second- and third-rank little shrimp were still here to die? I have to say that in terms of the speed of escape, these Blood Ghost Sect disciples were really quite smooth, and in less than two breaths, they had all left the door of Jingci Nunnery, and they had escaped without a trace, without a trace.

At this moment, there is still silence in front of the gate of the Jingci Temple.

"This ...... This...... Lingyu killed the Blood Demon Ancestor?"

"Oh my God, why is the little junior sister so powerful!"

The nuns' faces were shocked, and they came back to their senses, and suddenly all their eyes turned to the little nun Lingyu, "Little sister Lingyu, why are ......you back?" You're so strong—"

"Tick!" "Tick!"

The sharp tip of the Phantom Light Sword was dripping with crimson blood, and the pungent smell of blood was disgusting. The little nun Lingyu was obviously killing for the first time, her pretty face was very pale, her expression was flustered, her little hand shook, and with a 'dang' sound, the ghostly light sword in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Lingyu, what the hell is going on?" At this time, the head of the Xuanjing Master, who was too much of a seriously injured body, also hurriedly walked over and asked.

As the head of a faction, Master Xuanjing couldn't be more clear about the strength of his little apprentice, after all, watching her grow up since she was a child, how could this little Nizi's cultivation in the Sixfold Realm of Martial Arts be able to kill a first-class innate realm level bloody ghost ancestor, even if she saw it with her own eyes, this matter was still strange and weird.

"Woo, master, I don't know, I feel as if my body was controlled by something just now, inexplicably, I can't move at all. First he was forcibly retreated to the grass, and then he drew Brother Liangchen's sword and rushed out! I don't know why this bad old man can't help beating him so much, and if he stabs him, he will die, why doesn't he dodge?"

I don't know if it was out of the fear of being dominated by the body, or because I saw the blood ghost ancestor on the ground with wide eyes and dead eyes, the little nun Lingyu had a panicked face and hurriedly hid behind her master.

"Aerial Extraction?" Xuanjing Master's eyes flashed, and he secretly guessed: "If my guess is correct, I'm afraid that there is a master who operates the Innate True Yuan and uses the method of teleportation to manipulate the spirit jade to kill the Blood Demon Ancestor!"

"It's just that the Blood Ghost Ancestor is also a first-class Innate Realm powerhouse, and he can kill the Blood Ghost Ancestor with a single sword just by passing through the air, so the strength of this master is inevitable-" Xuanjing Master Tai looked shocked, and quickly raised his head and looked around.

"Senior Sister Master, look at this black ancient sword!" On the side, Master Xuanxin picked up the ghostly light sword that fell to the ground, and said with a solemn face: "This is extremely sharp, I'm afraid it is the top treasure weapon." ”

"I'll take a look!" The head of the Xuanjing Master hurriedly took the Phantom Light Sword, the sword was cold in his hand, and he checked it carefully, and suddenly his heart sank, "That's right, this is indeed a superb sword, and it is rare in the world in terms of quality." Moreover, there seems to be an extremely terrifying murderous aura hidden in this sword, and the person who uses this sword is definitely the strongest in the world, and it is likely to be the overlord of the world, or even the supreme level!"

With the words of the head of the sect, Master Xuanjing, for a while, everyone's eyes were all focused on the ancient sword with a dark body, but-

That's when —

The dark ancient sword suddenly rang out, and the sharp blades on both sides flickered even more, and the ghostly light flowed, and suddenly it directly broke free from Master Xuanjing's hands, flew into mid-air, turned into a black light, and disappeared into the grass not far away.

"Bang!" and a clear sound of the sword being sheathed sounded in the grass.

"The seniors who helped out are over there!"

The head of the Xuanjing Master's eyes moved, and immediately hurriedly used light skills to rush towards the grass, and the nuns of Jingci Nunnery also hurriedly followed.