Chapter 10: The Bloody Battle of Han Xiufeng (3)

"Hey, old fellow, if you don't run and stay here, do you think you can stop us on your own?"

Senior Brother Chen looked at the Great Elder curiously, and the hundred ghost flags in his hands had all been unfurled, surrounding the entire Hanxiu Peak, and not a single bird could escape.

"Block? Of course not, I'm staying here...... It's to kill you and avenge your dead people! ”

The Great Elder swallowed a blood-red demonic elixir in one gulp, and the skin of his whole body exuded a strange red, and the momentum of the whole person continued to rise. It was obviously the Great Perfection of Qi Refining that could not be entered, but it was advancing and growing all the time, and it was infinitely close to the coercion of the monks in the foundation building period.

"Blood Burning Pill? Your Bai family really has some inventory, which surprises me a lot. ”

Senior Brother Shen's face was gloomy, he was startled at first, and soon there was a hint of hideousness.

"Not to mention that the Blood Burning Pill can only allow you to temporarily have the mana of the foundation building period, there is only a stick of incense time, and when the time comes, the qi and blood will flow backwards and die, and the bones will not exist. Even if you are a true foundation building stage cultivator, you family cultivators like you still want to compete with our sect disciples. ”

"Senior Brother Shen, leave this person to me, a stick of incense will pass casually. The junior brother is missing a flying sword in his hand, and although the old guy is not up to grade, he can barely use it. ”

"It's easy to say, but you won't have a share of the other things found in this family treasure house!"

The two Ghost Spirit Sect monks said a word, and arranged the fate of the Great Elder and the Bai Family members lightly, but there was no slackness at hand. The hundred ghost flags hid themselves, hiding in a cloud of black clouds, and opened a distance of dozens of zhang, and they didn't see the arrogance in their mouths at all.

The Blood Burning Pill is a very special second-order pill, the main material comes from the inner pill of the second-order demon beast, and is refined with the essence blood of several demon beasts.

The effect is also very simple, if a monk of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period takes it, he will be able to have the mana of a monk in the early stage of foundation building in an instant, and it will last for a stick of incense for a long time, at the cost of his life.

The alchemist who created this pill originally wanted to study an elixir that overdrew qi and blood and forcibly improved the realm, but the envisaged price was only a few months of weakness, and it could also allow the user to feel the mana operation of the monks in the foundation building period, which would have certain benefits for breaking through the foundation building.

However, after the refining was successful, the side effects were too great, and the refining cost was high, so the alchemist gave up this pill after opening the furnace several times without finding a way to improve it, so the number of Blood Burning Pills circulating in the market was very small.

"With just one Blood Burning Pill, I really can't help you...... But the family is going to be wiped out, what's the use of the so-called hole cards hidden. ”

The Great Elder muttered to himself, as if he was making up his mind.

"Thousand Bamboo Array, give it to me!"

On Hanxiu Peak, lush and green, I don't know how many ink bamboos are planted, connecting into an undulating bamboo sea.

At this time, in the angry shouts of the Great Elder, there were infinite green mangs rushing out of the ground, making the ink bamboo rustle grow, and it actually formed a formation and the top of the Hundred Ghost Banners did not fall down.

"This is, Otogi Qing Divine Technique...... An enlarged version? Bai Zichen was dumbfounded in the warehouse, the feeling that Cui Mang gave him was very familiar, it was the Yimu Qing Divine Technique that he practiced every day, but the scale had expanded by hundreds of times.

As the ink bamboo grew wildly, countless rhizomes underground grew and entwined rapidly, entangling the two Ghost Spirit Gate Foundation Stage Monks.

Although there are hundreds of ghost flags to protect them, they can't cause any damage, but they trap the two of them in a very small area in disguise, and they can't break through the rhizome cage.

The Great Elder took out a cyan talisman from his chest, bowed solemnly, wiped his wrist on the blade of the sword, and the blood sprayed directly on the talisman, directly turning into a jasper flying sword.

"Sword Talisman! It's a rune treasure, where did you get the rune treasure from the Bai family? β€œ

The broken gong Chen Senior Brother was like a ghost, he sacrificed five magic weapons in a row to block his side, and at the same time took out a dagger and decisively chopped off his wrist and threw it to the evil ghost on the main flag of the Hundred Ghost Flag, the evil ghost chewed and swallowed his wrist in two mouthfuls, crawled out of the flag and attached it to him, and became a fierce black armor.

"Impossible, the Bai family ancestor has cultivated to the highest level of barely building a foundation, and he has never heard of a relationship with a knotted ancestor who has a bad relationship, how can he hide a talisman treasure!"

Senior Brother Shen also couldn't believe it, slapped three defensive talismans on his body in a row, and sacrificed a large bell and put it on top of his head.

The rune treasure is still a real person who seals part of the power of the magic weapon in the talisman at the cost of losing his own natal magic weapon, and has always only done this only if he is a real person who is sitting down, so as to pass on the rune treasure to his closest descendants and disciples.

With the power of magic weapons, the power of rune treasures can be imagined, not to mention that it is the sword talisman that kills first among all rune treasures.

The Great Elder held the Jasper Flying Sword and used his body to resist the sword, just a thought, it turned into a blue light and circled around the monk surnamed Shen three times.

Whatever talisman talisman you have, it's like papier-mΓ’chΓ©, unstoppable.

Even the bronze bell fell to the ground with a clatter on the third lap, and it was neatly split in half, smooth and flat.

"Fellow Daoists, keep your hands, I am the Ghost Spirit Gate Soul Palace......"

Before the monk surnamed Shen spoke, his body and head had been separated, and his soul was destroyed.

The blue light dissipated, the Great Elder reappeared, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was shaky. Even with the Blood Burning Pill, a peculiar elixir fueled by pulling seedlings, the Great Elder was still a little reluctant to urge the sword talisman, not to mention that he had used the sword talisman to the limit, and he was able to kill the monk surnamed Shen in three breaths.

"Time is running out, kill a few more!"

The Great Elder glanced at the junior brother surnamed Chen, let him break the gong and let him break into a cold sweat, and then turned into blue light and slashed it with a sword, smashing a pair of bells, a flying knife, and another sword cut off two sea forks, which were blocked by the black armor.

With this buffer, the junior brother surnamed Chen took out another miserable green orb and urged him forward, adding another barrier.

The blue light turned, and he rushed directly towards the surrounding Ghost Spirit Sect Qi Refining Stage disciples.

This sword talisman was passed down by the ancestors of the Bai family, and it was only used once in hundreds of years, but all the bystanders were slaughtered, and naturally no news about the Bai family's rune treasure spread. But when the sword talisman arrived in the hands of the Bai family ancestor, it had already been used many times, and after that, there was only one last chance to use it.

Today, the sword talisman was activated, and the Great Elder played the role of the sword master clearly felt that the sword talisman might run out of power at any time, so he didn't have time to waste time on the difficult junior brother surnamed Chen.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

The three Ghost Spirit Sect monks in the late stage of Qi refining were named by the Great Elder, regardless of whether they had defensive magic weapons or not, they were all stirred by blue light, and their souls were scattered.

The blue light receded, and the jasper flying sword was reduced to a cyan talisman, which spontaneously combusted without wind, and all the power of the sword talisman was exhausted, completing its mission.

"Haha, happy, before I died, I changed to a ghost spirit sect foundation building monk, and when I got to the ancestor of the underworld, I can't blame me for wasting the sword talisman!"

The Great Elder sat down on the ground, looked up to the sky and laughed, then tried to turn his stiff head and looked around, as if he wanted to take Han Xiufeng into his eyes.

Bang!

When the expiration of the Blood Burning Pill reached the point, the Great Elder's whole body swelled and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the bones of the corpse were gone.

"Damn Bai family monk, I want to collect all your souls, slowly boil them with demonic fire for forty-nine days, and then send a hundred ghost flags, and you will never be able to live forever!"

The junior brother surnamed Chen finally broke through the rhizome cage, looked at the corpses on the ground, jumped like thunder, and there was blood dripping from the broken wrist.