Among the nine, the yellow-clothed monk who was called for help by the old man killed the most. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The remaining five people were directly dealt with in the first pool, so that more than a dozen mist turned into angry resentful spirits, and pounced on them with teeth and claws.

When the Yellow Friar first started, he didn't take these spirits seriously. He worshiped himself under the sect, built the foundation in his thirties, and was in the late stage of building the foundation before he was seventy years old. An opportunity that is unimaginable for ordinary people has made him bump into it a few times.

This time, he was also deliberately caught, just to get a great advantage from the great danger again.

picked up the turquoise ruler in his hand, and luckily slapped it with the green ruler. I saw a layer of emerald green light coming out of the front end of the green ruler, and with a 'bang', it went towards those resentful spirits.

But those resentful spirits were not blocked by the green light in the slightest, and they passed through the light in a daze, and pounced on the yellow-clothed monk.

"Ah......" He never thought that the measuring ruler he got from the cave of Jindan's predecessors, the invincible magic weapon on weekdays, actually did not block these resentful spirits.

And these resentful spirits did not rush up and bite each other's bodies like ordinary vengeful dead souls. Instead, he drilled into the soul of the other party, and bit at the root of the primordial god like a vicious tiger pounced on it.

Without cultivation, he can still be an ordinary person, and without the primordial spirit, he can't even be a person!

The yellow-clothed monk was sweating profusely and rolled on the ground. It's a pity that he didn't estimate the resentful spirits, and he didn't have a magic weapon on his body that could defend against the attacks of the gods, so after a dozen or so flutters, a white soul resembled the monk, floating out of his body, mixed with the gray mist, towards the call of the snake.

The others were also entangled by the spirits, and in a short time several souls gathered in the air. Probably only the little girl named Cangxi did not have human life in her hands, and there were very few resentful spirits that pounced on her. But her cultivation is the lowest, and her soul is the first to leave.

Seeing that the nine people on the stage had all turned into soulless bodies lying there horizontally, Mu Xiqi was anxious but didn't dare to move.

Now is not a good time to make a move, and a rash move will only put your own life into it.

Fortunately, the little fox sent a message to her, as long as the soul returned to its place within a day, these people could still survive.

She didn't dare to ask for more, if these people could wake up when she made a move, it would be good if there were one or two who could help her.

While Mu Xici was painstakingly waiting for the opportunity, several principals in the Sanqing Pavilion sensed the movement of the back mountain at the same time.

The head of Xuanyuan was originally meditating in retreat, because he was the first to break through the door with the highest cultivation, and his kung fu had reached the periphery of the back mountain in the blink of an eye. Elder Fu's Chaoyang Hall was the closest to the back mountain, only a few breaths longer than the night of the head of Xuanyuan. Elder Song was the last to cultivate, and by the time he arrived, the other two had already been probing for a while.

"Master, Elder Fu. Song Qi arched his hand, stood beside the two of them, and was also taken aback when he saw the chaotic scene of the demons in the back mountain: "There is the Lingbao of the Yuqing Emperor in this back mountain, how can there be such chaos?"

Fu Xi has never been troublesome, and waited sideways for Xuanyuan Yi to speak.

The head of Xuanyuan was only a moment early, and it took a lot of effort to probe his divine sense into the enchantment of the back mountain. I was also confused about the scene of the monster being frightened and running around in the back mountain. But Song Qi's words gave him a wake-up call, because the Lingbao of the Yuqing Emperor was in charge, and he didn't take seriously the words of the previous head of the family that asked him to strictly guard the back mountain. Do the math, it has been decades since there have been disciples to bless the formation.

Whether the Sanqing Pavilion is life or death, these two elders also have to bear it together. Xuanyuan Yi was silent for a long time, but he still opened his mouth to say the worst guess: "I'm afraid it's the spiritual treasure of the Yuqing Emperor, and I can't hold it down......"

Elder Maitreya's kind face finally put away his smile. He glanced in the direction of the Wind and Cloud Hall from afar, then looked at the mountain behind him, and sighed.

Yu Feng is advancing to the late stage of Jindan, and his apprentice has also been in Houshan for a few years, and now Houshan is an eventful season, and I don't know if this pair of masters and apprentices can survive this hurdle.

"This, how can this be?" Songqi has only been married for more than ten years, and he knows nothing about the secrets in the sect. Suddenly, I heard that the treasure of the town faction was useless, and the figure standing in the air was a little unstable. The foundation of the Sanqing Pavilion is in chaos!

How can this be?

also has this question, as well as Mu Xici, who is trapped on the front line of danger. She had already envisioned the worst-case scenario before, but she didn't expect the ritual to be so terrifying that mortals couldn't imagine it.

The spirits and spirits of the crowd gathered together at the top of the ravine at the call of the serpent, describing a large white and gray mist.

A hint of blood flashed in the snake's huge green eyes, as if it had finally made a decision. actually twisted the snake's head, opened his mouth and bit off the two pairs of meat wings behind him, and threw them towards the big cloud of mist.

The two-tailed fox was the first to scream, and the other big demons were also shocked. There is no part of the ritual that requires the head to sacrifice the body!

Mu Xici didn't know if the act of singing the snake was a part of the ceremony, she only knew that the two pairs of meat wings were a symbol of the dignity of the snake blood. Even a singing snake that was born without any cultivation can occupy a snake mountain as the king just by having a pair of wings on its back.

I didn't expect the snake to be so willing to sacrifice his blood, and actually sacrificed something much more precious than his demon pill.

The black-blooded snake behind him ignored the reaction of the demons, he looked at the evolving mist almost madly, and the snake letter in his mouth continued to vomit, and the huge snake body was not embarrassed because of the loss of two pairs of meat wings, but straightened up.

The mist above the ravine wrapped the flesh wings in a traceless manner. The flesh wings were quickly melted by the gray mist, and in mid-air they evolved into a boxy knife with no short handle. The blade is wrapped in gray mist, and the blade is transformed by a white spirit.

In Mu Xici's eyes, this knife that is several zhang long is more like a guillotine for beheading. Thinking of the flat facets in the ravine, she was a little surprised, thinking that these demon beasts had been holding such rituals for thousands of years to create those traces.

At the moment when the snake roared to the sky, the guillotine swallowed the mountains and rivers and slashed towards the ravine below. The mournful wails of the wraiths were overwhelming, causing the nine pools of blood to roll in black waves, as if in response to the call of the wraiths.

With a "poof", the guillotine slashed into the depths of the ravine. set off a wave of air, like ten thousand horses galloping out of the ravine.

This storm is huge, and the soldiers are divided into two ways when they get out of the ravine. All the way south, it crashed into the cliff, causing the mountain wall to whine, leaving a wind mark several feet long. The other way went up to the north, rampage to the end of the iron plain, sweeping away the demons in the cave, and then slowly disappeared.

There were less than a hundred demon beasts that had been standing by the ravine, and all of them were overturned by the qi waves. Nearly half of the demon beasts fell into the ravine, and their cries were desolate, but they all died down dozens of feet.

The snake's body was pushed by the air wave, and it couldn't help but fall backwards. It's just that it has accumulated strength from the snake's tail, and it has avoided the limelight of the air waves, and finally stood up again.

The other big demons didn't have such a powerful means of coping, and they were swept onto the platform a hundred meters away by the air waves, and the internal organs of the collision almost shifted their positions.

Fortunately, Mu Xici hid in the pool of blood, although he was stirred up by the blood, fortunately, he didn't have to face the waves head-on.

At this time, if someone looked down at the ravine from above, they would find that what Mu Xici thought was a giant sword that was about to be cut off from it, would have really been broken in two. Wanli Tieyuan is like a sword that has lost its spirit, but it turns from black to gray in an instant, and its fierce spirit is no longer what it used to be.

With the convulsion of Tieyuan, an earth-shattering roar came from below the ravine, and something repeatedly hit the cliff, trying to get out of the trap, causing the ground to move constantly.

The snake bent the snake's waist respectfully, and the blood in his eyes was even worse: "Welcome to the birth of His Royal Highness the King!"

The "roar" behemoth slowly rose from below, and from the appearance, it was the white dragon that appeared on the black bowl.

This dragon has obviously been suppressed for thousands of years, and its body is like a white mist, but it is just a moment of floating in the ravine, and it is becoming more and more transparent.

"Are you my descendants? Jiaolong's voice was hoarse, like an old bark about to fall off, and it was extremely uncomfortable to listen to it.

"Back to my king, in order to save my king's birth, we have opened the Nine Hidden Pools many times, and the little demons will wither like this. The snake lowered his head more and more, and there was even a low and unbearable voice in his tone.

"It turned out that the Nine Hidden Pools were used, no wonder they were all angered by the dragon god. Jiaolong's huge body slowly froze above the ravine: "Your heart is commendable, when I reshape my body, I will definitely lift the curse, this little thing does not need to be worried." ”

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness!" Several big demons on the platform had already been bowing to the ground for a long time. At this time, when he heard that he still had a chance to see the light of day, he suddenly became more convinced of the demon king. Under the influence of this curse, they have not seen the world outside the cave for hundreds of years!

"The demon king has been born, why don't you hurry up and do it?" The little fox hurriedly rummaged in the spirit beast bag, and anxiously kept transmitting the sound to Mu Xici, "Now is the time when the snake and the demon king are the weakest, and the other demon beasts are also injured." You always say wait, I'm afraid there will be no chance if you wait any longer!'

Mu Xi resigned herself in the pool of blood, and her desire to go out was much more than that of the little fox. She had always listened to the advice of the little fox, but at this time she chose to continue to wait.

'Don't worry, now is not the best time. Not to mention how powerful the demon king was, the snake didn't hurt the roots. Even if I have three heads and six arms, I can't kill the snake, and I can't kill Zili and the three of you. ’

The little fox struggled for a moment and did not continue to refute. It didn't know that a few people combined couldn't beat the snake, but when would it be a good time to wait until the injury on the back of the snake recovered, or would the demon king reshape his body?

'Soon, it's time to do it soon. Mu Xici's divine sense did not leave the snake's side, and he firmly transmitted the sound to the little fox.