The blood mist in the sky, mixed with the disgusting smell of blood, filled Xi Yue's five senses, she raised her eyebrows tightly, raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and didn't know where she was at all.

Xi Yue clearly remembered that the three of them were traveling in a tunnel in the underground cave, she followed Yan Wugui, and Wei Yousi walked last.

The three of them were still guessing what kind of demon beast was in front of them, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared, could it be that they had touched some mechanism taboo?

"No return! Young Master Wei! Xi Yue shouted loudly to the two of them, but did not wait for any reply, and the silence was unsettling.

Xi Yue didn't hesitate much, instead of guessing here, it was better to take the initiative. She didn't have Yan Wugui's keen five senses, and she couldn't accurately distinguish the direction in the blood mist, so she could only open her divine sense to perceive her surroundings.

At the same time, the Qinglian Sword in Xi Yue's hand had been swung out, and the cold white sword light easily split the blood mist, she was overjoyed in her heart, and silently recited the Ten Thousand Sword Trick in her mouth, vowing to dispel the blood mist.

"Little girl, save some effort!" A low and hoarse voice came from behind Xi Yue, and an old man in a black robe stood with his hands in his hands, although his hair was white, his waist was straight, and although his eyes were half-squinted, he could still feel the gaze, as sharp and cold as an eagle.

"Are seniors friend or foe?" Xi Yue turned around vigilantly and looked at the black-robed old man who suddenly appeared, she clenched her long sword and defended herself, but she didn't see the black-robed old man make any more moves.

"Friend or foe." The old man in the black robe smiled contemptuously, someone who can be worthy of being his friend, I am afraid that there are few in the world, and the little girl in front of him is definitely not worthy.

Xi Yue was taken aback by the black-robed old man's answer, raised his hand and waved his long sword, and said loudly: "Ten thousand swords!" Go out! I saw the Qinglian Sword in her hand, the sword flashed, and in an instant, more than a thousand long swords slashed towards the blood mist in the sky.

Seeing that Xi Yue was very persistent, a hint of admiration flashed on his face, and in an instant, he returned to his cold appearance, and smiled contemptuously: "Extremely stupid!" The source of the blood mist of the deity is the bloodline of the demon god, and you can't cut it with your Clear Ripple Sword alone! The words of the black-robed old man made Xi Yue disagree, since the establishment of the Cangxu faction, it has been its mission to support justice and eliminate demons.

Today, the person who controls the bloodline of the demon god appears in front of her, she must not be underestimated, even if she dies today, she must be worthy of the identity of this disciple of the Cangru Sect.

Xi Yue waved his long sword, exuding a cold white sword light all around him, seemingly lonely but actually tenacious, and he would never give up easily.

She made up her mind and resolutely said to the black-robed old man: "You devil, don't be arrogant!" I am Xi Yue, a disciple of the Cangxu Sect, and I am going to cut off your demon god bloodline today! ”

"Haha!" The black-robed old man laughed wildly, he hadn't seen anyone with such courage in more than twenty years, which reminded him of an old man.

Back then, the old man was also persistent and the so-called righteous path, and did not hesitate to turn his back on their feelings. The black-robed old man smiled and said with interest: "The little girl is very arrogant! The deity will play with you, let's make a move! Xi Yue had already set up the long sword, silently reciting the Cangxu Sect's mental method in her mouth, and gathered the true qi of her body on the Qinglian Sword, she didn't care whether this blood mist origin was really the blood of the demon god, and vowed to clear the turbid qi in the sky.

With the long sword in his hand, the true qi gathered, Xi Yue rose in the air, his figure was elegant, and he made a decisive move: "Ten Thousand Swords Array!" "Qinglian Sword sensed the master's resolute determination, and its own sword qi also changed.

I saw a stream of aqua-blue sword qi, flowing tirelessly from the Qinglian Sword like a gentle stream of water, with the posture of breaking through the earth and stones like a mountain stream.

The originally cold white sword light was gradually entangled by the aqua blue sword light, and the two sword rays were dispersed from the state, and finally the white and blue became one, the clear and flexible sword qi was like water, and the sharp and sharp sword qi was like ice.

Xi Yue was overjoyed, the Qinglian Sword was originally an immortal magic weapon, with the power of multiple attributes, but it had not been stimulated.

Now, this water attribute has been completely stimulated, coupled with the original ice attribute, the blessing of the dual attribute makes this sword have dual power.

I saw that the dual-attribute sword qi followed the trend of the sword light, and instantly turned into ten thousand long swords, forming a vortex sword array like a dragon absorbing water, which spread throughout the illusion space.

"Broken!" Xi Yue condensed his breath and concentrated his true qi on the Qinglian Sword with all his strength, driving the vortex sword array, which was bound to break through the blood mist in the sky.

"Twin sword qi? It's kind of interesting, the deity will play with you today. The black-robed old man flicked his sleeves, revealing a pair of withered hands, slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, and his cold eyes flashed with a hint of light, and no one made him serious for a long time.

I saw that he slowly stretched out a finger and gathered the blood-colored demonic qi in his body on his fingertips, and when he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a strong demonic qi in his body being pumped away, and the demonic heart in his body kept twitching.

"Poof" and spit out a mouthful of demon blood.

"Okay, you're homeless! Actually killed the doppelganger of the deity! The black-robed old man was furious, gritting his teeth and scolding the man, he waved his sleeves to drive away the blood mist, and he actually took the initiative to break this illusion.

The blood mist in the sky dispersed, and Xi Yue clearly saw that Yan Wugui was covered with scars, and he was on one knee and barely supported his body with the Flame Sky Blade, preventing himself from falling.

And the young master of the Demon Sect, Wei Yousi, had already collapsed to the ground motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead......

"Brother Yan, how are you?" Xi Yue ran over in a panic and tried to help Yan Wugui up, but Yan Wugui's injuries were too serious, and even if Xi Yue supported his body, he couldn't stand up again.

"Yue'er, it's okay if you're okay, I'm afraid I'll ......" Yan Wugui's eyes darkened, ready to say his final goodbye to Xi Yue.

but

Before the words "fierce and auspicious" were spoken, Xi Yue had already stuffed the pill into his mouth.

"It's okay, we'll all be fine." With tears in her eyes, Xi Yue helped Yan Wugui to Wei Yousi's side, asked him to sit down against the stone wall, and turned around to check Wei Yousi's condition.

Xi Yue's fingers trembled slightly, stretched out to Wei Yousi's nose, and when he detected Wei Yousi's weak snort, his grief eased a little, and he forced out an ugly smile, and comforted Yan Wugui and said: "Brother Yan, don't worry, Young Master Wei just fainted from excessive blood loss, and I gave him a hemostatic pill." ”

"Very good, Yue'er still needs to protect the Fa for me." Yan Wugui closed his eyes weakly, Wei Yousi was still alive and once again ignited his desire to survive, and now that Xi Yue was protecting the Dharma, he could finally rest assured that he could breathe.

Xi Yue propped up a defensive formation for the two of them, and got up to find the devil to settle the score. As soon as she turned around, she saw that the demon had come to them.

"If you want to move them, get past me first!" Xi Yue stood on his sword and chest, although he didn't know how long he could last, but since the three of them came together, they had to return together, and there was absolutely no reason to live alone.

The black-robed old man smiled contemptuously, ignoring Xi Yue, his low and hoarse voice was full of murderous intent: "Yan has no return!" Aren't you very capable? Kill my doppelganger, what can you do to me? Hahaha! The provocative words of the black-robed old man echoed in the cave, and he couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart, and he wanted to fight Yan Wugui endlessly.

Although that red mist was his doppelganger, it had been with him for more than 20 years in this dark cave, and it had long been a part of his body.

Today, Yan Wugui said that he would kill him, how could he endure this matter! I saw that the demonic energy around the black-robed old man gradually gathered with his withered hands, and a cold smile appeared on his face, and the powerful killing aura was so powerful that he was about to suffocate.

Xi Yue stared closely at the scarlet bloody hand of the devil, only to see that the blood mist on his hands converged into slurry, gradually forming two scarlet blood swords, and the bloody scene was extremely terrifying.

"What kind of exercise is this?" Xi Yue's eyes widened in horror and subconsciously took a step back.

"This is the most difficult Demon Blood Skill to cultivate in the Demon Sect, and it can achieve the realm of transforming into blood in the realm, and there are few in the Demon Sect." Yan Wugui frowned, the black-robed old man in front of him was unfathomable, who was he?

"Demon Blood Gong" has three realms, refining blood and inducing qi is the first realm, and you can practice this realm, using your own blood as a guide to condense the blood and qi of the outside world and turn into a blood mist in the sky; Inducing qi to transform into the second realm, you can practice this realm, turn blood and gas into pulp, condense plasma to form a long sword, or your own most advantageous weapon, this has a real killing intent.

As long as this skill is cultivated to the second realm of the Great Perfection, it can reach the cultivation of the Jindan stage, and the third realm is the supreme exercise that can not be encountered for a long time, and it is unheard of for Yan Wugui to be the protector of the Demon Sect.

In the Demon Sect, there are almost no people who practice the Demon Blood Skill, not only because there are very few secret scrolls that record this skill, but also because the blood demon qi in the Ink Shadow Mountain is scarce.

Cultivators have to endure the pain of being bloodthirsty all year round, and the Demon Venerable of the Demon Sect has it because of this

The title of "Bloodthirsty Demon Venerable". The black-robed old man controlled the Qi and Blood Demon Sword, walked slowly towards the three of them, and gave Xi Yue an ultimatum: "Little girl, the deity sees that you are a disciple of the Cangxu Sect, I can let you go, but the kid surnamed Yan must die!" ”

"Said to fight me, are the seniors afraid of my Qinglian Sword, or are they afraid of the prestige of my Cangxu Sect?" Xi Yue's words were full of provocation, she couldn't retreat, retreating was only a dead end for the three of them.

Only then did Xi Yue check the injuries of the two, Wei Yousi was extremely seriously injured, even if he took the pill, he could barely save his life, but Yan Wugui's state was not too much, the injuries he suffered were all skin injuries, and his paralysis was only exhausted.

Yan Wugui had already taken the qi-replenishing pill, and if he could breathe for a while, he would be able to fight side by side with her.

Therefore, the most important thing is to delay time at the moment, and she must do her best to buy more time for Yan Wugui.

The old man in the black robe did not rise but fell, he had long seen that Xi Yue was angry and wanted to buy time for Yan Wugui to breathe, but he didn't seem to care about this.

Compared with Yan Wugui's death, he was more interested in Xi Yue's words. The black-robed old man withdrew the blood sword without hesitation, crossed his arms to his chest, and laughed softly: "Haha, your Cangxu Sect's swordsmanship can't deal with the deity!" If Qin Ruhai comes, he can match the deity. Xi Yue frowned slightly, this Qin Ruhai is the real name of his senior brother Xuhai Zhenren, as early as twenty years ago, when Xuhai Zhenren was promoted to an inner disciple, he had never used it.

The disciples of the sect only knew about their six senior brothers, and this person was far away in the Fallen Demon Valley, how could he know?

"How do seniors know my senior brother's name?" Xi Yue was puzzled, seeing that this person should be more than eighty years old, his senior brother Xuhai is really only forty-five or sixteen!

The two of them are a whole generation apart, could it be the seniors who made friends before the senior brother entered the inner disciples? However, the Jindan monks can change their appearance, and a man in his forties pretends to be an old man in his eighties, which is also a disguise of identity......