Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Black Jiao Sect
Zhuge Tao's reappearance made him even more mysterious.
It was okay to save Qi Yu and force back the two powerhouses of the Void Realm in the hands of the two powerhouses of the Void Realm, but the punishment sword that day was an immortal weapon after all, and he was caught in his hand when he did not release the recognition of the master with Qi Yu, and he directly cut off contact with Qi Yu.
This kind of means made Qi Yu also frightened.
Soon, Qi Yu reacted, sighed, and flew away from the area.
Following the route recorded in the previous arrival, Qi Yu finally returned to the island in the northeast of the overseas demon cultivation world after half a day's effort, and returned to the valley where he had stayed for more than two years.
Back in the valley, Qi Yu found that Xiong Tian was out of the pass, and Xiong Kui and the black monkey were still in retreat.
Seeing Xiong Tian again, Qi Yu could feel the great changes that had taken place in Xiong Tian's body, and as soon as he entered the pavilion in the valley with Xiong Tian, Qi Yu was surprised: "Brother Xiong Tian, your cultivation is ...... Have you broken through to the pinnacle of the Infant Transformation Realm?"
Xiong Tian rarely showed a smile on his face, and nodded slightly, "This retreat is lucky, and I barely stepped into the peak of the infant realm. ”
When Qi Yu heard this, he immediately congratulated Xiong Tian.
Xiong Tian has stepped into the peak of the Infant Transformation Realm, which is a good thing, at least it means that they have a greater chance of surviving in this overseas demon cultivation world. A peak immortal cultivator in the Infant Realm, with a top-grade spirit weapon flying sword, as long as it is not a voyeur realm cultivator with a top-grade spirit weapon, Xiong Tian should be able to kill him!
"Whoa-la-"
Just as Xiong Tian asked where Qi Yu had left before, the true yuan power suddenly swelled in the sky, and then a middle-aged man with a hooked nose could be seen appearing there, the middle-aged man's eyes swept across the valley, and his eyes as sharp as an eagle swept in all directions, and his face quickly became gloomy.
"Who?!"
After the middle-aged man appeared, Xiong Tian and Qi Yu also noticed the movement, Xiong Tian stepped out of the air first, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the sky, and looked at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face and asked.
Qi Yu's eyes also bloomed with a sharp cold light, staring at the middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man saw Xiong Tian and Qi Yu, his face was slightly gloomy, "A peak demon cultivator in the Infant Realm, and a mid-level demon cultivator in the Infant Realm...... This is where my three nephews' cave is located, how did you end up here?"
Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, Xiong Tian and Qi Yu suddenly realized that this middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle vulture turned out to be the elders of the three goshawk spirit beasts at the beginning...... However, Qi Yu and the others didn't pay much attention to this middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man, Xiong Tian could see at a glance that he was a demon cultivator who cultivated like him, and he was also a demon cultivator at the peak of the Infant Realm.
Xiong Tian swept the middle-aged man with cold eyes, and snorted in a low voice: "The strength of the overseas demon cultivation world is respected, since you have a guess, what's the use of bothering your lips and tongues?"
When the hook-nosed middle-aged man heard Xiong Tian's words, he laughed angrily and shouted, "Haha! Okay, good...... It seems that my three nephews really died at your hands. It seems that you are also very confident in your strength, but if you think that my cultivation is comparable to yours, I can compete with me, it is a big mistake!"
As soon as the hook-nosed middle-aged man's voice fell, his hand flashed, and there was an extra flying sword with a flowing glow.
"Inferior Spirit Weapon!" Seeing the flying sword that suddenly appeared in the hands of this hook-nosed middle-aged man, Qi Yu and Xiong Tian were all stunned, and finally knew why this middle-aged man with a hook-nosed was so confident.
It is extremely rare for a peak demon cultivator in the infant realm to have a low-grade spiritual weapon.
However, looking at the middle-aged man with a hooked nose who was full of confidence, Qi Yu and Xiong Tian glanced at each other, and they both saw a smile in each other's eyes.
"Huh!" The middle-aged man with the hooked nose seemed to notice the smile in the eyes of Qi Yu and the others, and finally his face was gloomy, and he couldn't bear it anymore and swung his sword to stab it, and the true yuan power flowed around his inferior spirit weapon flying sword, and stabbed at Xiong Tian.
"Hmph!" Xiong Tian saw that the middle-aged man with a hooked nose shot at him, without the slightest change of color, and stepped out of the air with a low snort to meet him!
"Whew!"
In Xiong Tian's hand, a crimson light jumped, wrapped in a sharp and flickering flying sword, and in an instant, it collided with the flying sword swung by the middle-aged man with a hook-nose, and the speed of the flying sword in Xiong Tian's hand was a few points faster than the speed of the flying sword in the hand of the man with a hook-nosed nose.
"Qiang-" The piercing sound of the flying sword slamming came, and then the body of the middle-aged man with a hooked nose could be seen trembling, and his flying sword of the lower grade spirit weapon was even more shattered, split apart, and fell into the air.
"Medium-grade spirit weapon flying sword?!"
After watching Xiong Tian's flying sword shatter his flying sword, he swept towards him unabatedly, and the face of the middle-aged man with a hooked nose changed greatly.
However, after all, it was still too late, and in the blink of an eye, the chest of the middle-aged man with a hooked nose was pierced by Xiong Tian's flying sword...... In an instant, at the hook-nosed middle-aged man's dantian, a figure flashing with a faint brilliance appeared, and it was a spirit beast in the shape of a goshawk.
"This is his first baby!"
Qi Yu saw the appearance of this middle-aged man with a hooked nose, he didn't slack off in the slightest, and suddenly made a move, and the superb spirit weapon flying sword in his hand also flew out, and in the frightened gaze of the goshawk-like Yuan Baby, it was directly shattered.
The middle-aged man with a hooked nose, a demon cultivator at the peak level of the dignified infant realm, was completely dead.
"The Yuan Infant of the Demon Cultivators is indeed the Yuan Body Law of their ontology," Qi Yu's heart moved, thoughtful.
"Haha!
Xiong Tian withdrew the flying sword, his face was full of smiles, he looked at Qi Yu, and suddenly said, "Brother Qi Yu, if we maintain our current cultivation speed, it may not be long before we can return to the overseas immortal cultivation realm to avenge Brother Chen." ”
Hearing Xiong Tian's words, Qi Yu nodded, and coldness flashed in his eyes, "No matter what, when we go back to the overseas immortal cultivation realm, that Zen Mo will definitely die." ”
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To the northeast of the overseas demon cultivation world, a vast island near the overseas immortal cultivation world, called 'Black Jiao Island'.
The reason why this island is called Black Jiao Island is entirely because of the first demon cultivation sect in Heijiao Island, and the first demon cultivation sect on this Black Jiao Island is called 'Black Jiao Sect', which is a medium-sized sect in the overseas demon cultivation world.
The Black Jiao Sect is located on the west side of the Black Jiao Island, and the sect's residence covers a vast area, and a continuous mountain range is completely occupied by it.
"Smack!" Near evening, in a side hall in the Black Jiao Sect's residence, a crisp sound suddenly came, but it was a jade plaque on the altar-like table in the side hall that was shattered, and at the same time as the jade plaque was broken, a big bell in the side hall suddenly began to roar.
A moment later, two middle-aged men with gloomy faces walked into this side hall.
The two middle-aged men were both dressed in black robes, their eyes were sharp, like poisonous snakes, and the black-robed middle-aged man on the left side quickly picked up the broken jade plaque, and his face turned cold, "Xiao Qi is dead!"
"Who dares to touch my disciple of the Black Jiao Sect. ”
The face of another black-robed middle-aged man also revealed monstrous anger.