The speed of the Blood Line Gu was extremely fast, comparable to a flying magic weapon, and it had long since disappeared without a trace, but Yang Xue was not too worried, just by following the faint connection with the Blood Line Gu, he could find it.

It's just that in this passage, you may encounter traps and ghosts at any time, and if you fly too fast, you will inevitably not land, so you don't dare to fly too quickly.

Even though he was already very anxious in his heart, he still endured it, compared to Wu Fengdan, his life was still more important.

Yang Xue flew for a while, suddenly stopped, her eyes swept the side of the stone wall lightly, she bent her fingers, and a silver light shot over, piercing into the stone wall, only to see a few sounds, more than a dozen spears in a row pierced out from the stone wall.

These long and soft tips are swirled with a slight black mist, which seems to be highly poisonous, and may also have the effect of penetrating the spiritual light of the body.

Yang Xue encountered not ten but eight traps along the way, so he already had a way to deal with it, after these spears were shot once, he had to wait for a few breaths before he could shoot them again, only to see that the spears nailed to the wall on the other side were being quickly sucked in, but after a while, only the tail end was left.

Yang Xue didn't dare to be careless, sacrificed the Qingbi beads, and released a few silver lotuses to spin around him, and only after doing these did he pass through the past in a flash.

Sure enough, she estimated that this trap was not launched again.

With a sigh of relief, she flew into the depths of the passage again.

There was a faint light ahead.

Yang Xue flew closer and found that this was a cave with a yin fire lamp, and on the ground, there were still several corpses lying there, and the storage bags on the corpses were gone, apparently there had been a big battle here.

The corpses were like dead wood, and there was not a drop of blood on them.

This is obviously the masterpiece of the Blood Line Gu, and wherever it passes, whenever it encounters a little bit of blood that has not dried up, it will be sucked up.

Yang Xue looked at this cave again, and found that there were six or seven passages next to it. She stood still for a moment, then flew straight into a passageway.

Not long after she left, several figures came to the cave, holding a disc artifact. After investigating the room, they flew towards a passage, and the passage they chose was the same as the passage that Yang Xue had left.

After several twists and turns, Yang Xue came to a door, and before she got close, she heard the sound of fierce fighting from inside the door, she slowed down her flight, used illusion to remove her figure, and flew in cautiously.

I saw that there was a large hall in it. It is as luxurious as the imperial palace of the emperor's family.

Yang Xue's attention was attracted by the battle in the hall, and he saw that there were several people fighting, and several people were besieging one.

"Xia Houyi! Could it be that he succeeded" Yang Xue saw that the person who was besieged was Xia Houyi, and there was no bloodstain on his body. Panting for breath, apparently after a big war.

When Yang Xue was thinking about whether to help, a voice flew in, and it was from the passage behind her that she turned her head to look, only to see three figures flying in.

"It's them!"

The person who came was Xuan Wen and the other three, and they didn't find Yang Xue. Instead, they looked straight towards the fighting people, and those people also saw the three of them.

I saw a person in surprise and said, "Senior Brother Xuan, Wu Fengdan is in the hands of this person," he pointed to Xia Houyi.

"Really!" Xuan Wen's eyes lit up, and he stared at Xia Houyi deadly.

"It's the senior brother who saw it with his own eyes, the person who took Wu Fengdan before has been killed by him, and his storage bag is there

In his hands. There will never be a fake," the disciple of the Blood Sacrifice Hall said hurriedly.

"Good!" Xuan Wen was pleasantly surprised, turned his head to look at his companion and said, "Xu Daoyou, Lan Daoyou, let's join forces for the time being, and after winning Wufeng Dan, how about distributing it?" ”

"Xuan Daoyou is polite. Our three sects have always been in the same spirit, it is inevitable to join forces, or to act quickly, it is the right thing to get Wu Fengdan in hand earlier, so as not to have many dreams at night," the man surnamed Xu said.

The ghost cultivator next to her nodded her head, and she agreed.

After the three of them agreed on the same page, they immediately struck and joined the siege.

Xuan Wen used the same blood demon knife he used in the last battle with Yang Xue, and as soon as he made a move, he saw that the magic knife turned into a bloody blade and slashed a monk with his back to him.

"Wu Feng Dan is something that you loose cultivators can covet, go and die!" He shouted, "It was a loose cultivator from another country who he had killed."

The man surnamed Xu released a man's head shrouded in black mist, this head had a single horn, it was the demon head refined by the Night Demon Temple, born of gathering anger, it was very terrifying, I saw it pounce on the body of a woman in front of me, and then I saw that the woman was sucked up in horror, and finally turned into a skin and bones and fell from the air.

In the end, the ghost cultivator woman was neat and tidy, and directly conjured up a dark blue ghost claw, and grabbed a man's head with a pop.

The three of them actually solved the three loose cultivators in an instant, and the remaining man was Xuan Wen's junior brother, so they were able to survive.

Not far away, Yang Xue saw that the three loose cultivators didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy, so they were killed, Rao is she has experienced a lot, and she is still a little touched.

This is the end of the inferior strength, if those three loose cultivators joined together and counterattacked at the same time, they would not end up like this.

Xia Houyi looked at the four people in front of him coldly, but he didn't have any fear at all, and as soon as the flying sword in his hand shook and asked, it turned into layers of sword shadows and swept away.

Xuan Wen and the others shot at the same time, whether it was the sword demon head or the ghost claw, they were all swept away by the sword shadow and perished.

Several people were shocked at the same time.

"Late stage of foundation building! The sword cultivation method is really extraordinary, and it seems that the few of us can't ask for advice."

After a few people looked at each other, they struck again, this time they didn't dare to be contemptuous.

Xuan Wen urged the magic knife with all his might, for the sake of Wu Fengdan, he did not hesitate to spit out a ball of essence blood on the magic knife, and was sucked into it.

The devil's anger was born, not really dispersed, I saw that after the black demonic mist in the air rolled, it re-transformed into a demon form, and I saw the man surnamed Xu pointing at the demon with words in his mouth, and a rune flew out from his fingertips and imprinted into the center of the devil's eyebrows.

Driven by this, the demon wind immediately turned into a huge wheel, with fangs in his mouth, and he snapped and pounced.

The momentum of the ghost cultivator woman is the grandest, she is the body of a ghost, and she has practiced the secret method of the ghost path, in this kind of yin and evil place, it is the most like a fish in water, just a little trick to lead, there is infinite yin qi gathered for her to drive.

In an instant, there were many ghosts beside her, no less than tens of thousands, hovering and flying above her head, like a group of demons dancing wildly, and the cold and terrifying swept towards the opposite side.

Seeing this, Xia Houyi had already been vigilant as if facing the enemy, and the stone sword in his hand let out a soft groan, if there was a dragon chanting in it, and then he read the words, and saw that the stone sword was full of thousands of rui qi, like a fairy clothes, and the beauty soared into the sky, facing the sky.

The air was full of light, and a supernatural stone sword slashed down vertically, bombarding with the bloody knife demon, and for a while, the hall shook, the ground cracked, and several ghost statues in the hall were directly shocked into powder.

Countless yin souls fell from the sky, trying to tear Xia Houyi apart, and when I saw him shouting loudly in his mouth, the sound was like thunder, and the infinite yin soul was immediately shattered.

However, there were countless ghosts here, and they continued to swarm downward.

Suddenly, the aftermath of the collision of magic weapons caused both sides to fly away.

I saw that Xia Houyi flew back more than ten zhang before he stabilized his body, only to see him spurt out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and the stone sword also fell from the sky, although it was not damaged, it also became dim.

The ghosts in the air that didn't have time to disperse were directly shaken by this aftermath, and some of those who were close were directly dispersed into black smoke, but they were not completely dead, and these ghosts and ghosts were the most difficult to kill.

Xuan Wen and the others only retreated a few feet away, and then stabilized their bodies in the air, except for their faces were slightly pale, they did not suffer any heavy damage, obviously a few people joined forces to gain the upper hand.

"The monks of the late construction period are no more than that"

The man surnamed Xu smiled slightly.

Several people flew through the air, ready to strike again.

Xia Houyi looked coldly at the three people who flew in, they had fought a few battles in succession before, and the mana in their bodies was consumed a lot, but at this moment they were injured again, and their combat power had dropped by about thirty percent, they were never the opponents of these people, and there was a trace of despair in their hearts, and this time they were afraid that it would be difficult to escape again.

But he refused to sit still, summoned the stone sword back, and stuck the sword on the ball of blood that he had just spit out, only to see the blood spread along the body of the sword and be absorbed by the stone sword.

The stone sword that absorbed the blood became enchanting, becoming a red stone sword, and the aura on it was no longer obscure, but undisguised, no less than the essence blood demon knife in Xuan Wen's hand.

"Do it!"

Xuan Wen and the others shot at the same time, releasing their respective magic weapons and shooting over.

The ghost girl threw out the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, only to see that the original ordinary appearance of this umbrella has become strange at this moment, and the picture of the hundred ghosts dancing on it comes alive at this moment, and they have rushed out from the umbrella, which is terrifying.

Boom, the two sides fought hard again.

This time, Xia Houyi was blasted out again, spurting out a large mouthful of blood in the air, and the injuries were added, while the other three were not happy, and the corners of their mouths were also bleeding.

The three of Xuanwen are all cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, but as disciples of the sect, their methods are refined, and they are not comparable to ordinary casual cultivation.

They were shocked in their hearts, secretly guessing Xia Houyi's origin, if it was an ordinary foundation building late stage cultivator, he would never have such a powerful means, and under the joint efforts of the three of them, he even injured them.

As soon as the three of them stabilized their bodies in the air, they were about to take advantage of the other party's injury to strike again, trying to kill the opponent with one blow, and at this moment, a looming red silk thread shot out like lightning