Cheng Huan's blow obviously consumed too much spiritual power.

Her whole body was like a dead leaf stubbornly hanging on a tree branch, and an irrepressible feeling of exhaustion welled up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Cheng Huan's body shook, and he subconsciously used the Cangming Sword to prop himself up.

"Yes, no one has been able to hurt me for a long time. The two black hole-like eyes of the Heavenly Demon stared at Cheng Huan, as if they were wondering from what angle to dismantle her alive.

Cheng Huan gritted his back teeth and didn't let himself fall asleep.

The Heavenly Demon walked over nonchalantly: "People, it's always stupid to the extreme when you don't reach a desperate situation. What do you think you'll get in exchange for all your efforts?"

Cheng Huan didn't bother to look at him.

The Heavenly Demon seemed to sigh, "They're back." ”

Cheng Huan's back suddenly stiffened.

Behind him, Yun Pingqiu came with all the disciples of the Imperial Sword.

Seeing the Heavenly Demon, everyone trembled and hid behind Cheng Huan.

I don't remember my bloody indignation at the beginning.

Only Yun Pingqiu walked quickly in front of Cheng Huan, and he raised his hand to support Cheng Huan: "How are you?"

The disciples looked at her with burning eyes.

Cheng Huan couldn't help but straighten his back even straighter: "It's okay, senior brother, you ...... over there"

"The Heavenly Demon has set up an enchantment, and we can't break it. Yun Pingqiu said in a deep voice.

This helper that the crow evil is looking for has cultivated too much more than them.

If it weren't for Cheng Huan's use of pills, I'm afraid that a group of people would have already become food in his belly.

Cheng Huan nodded quietly.

Her calmness relieved the panicked disciples.

OK......

Fortunately, Cheng Huan is here.

She must be able to.

Cheng Huan seemed to be unable to see the expectant gazes of those people, she evoked a smile and looked at Wei Zhi who was held in Yun Pingqiu's arms almost gently.

"Don't be afraid, Master is here. Cheng Huan said softly.

Wei Zhi's lips had already bitten the skin.

For the first time in his life, he realized his insignificance.

Don't say that he helped Cheng Huan fight the Heavenly Demon, he is now helpless even with the talisman that Cheng Huan attached to him.

"Hahahahaha, do you still want to be strong at this time?" the Heavenly Demon sneered unceremoniously: "The effect of the elixir is over." ”

He could feel that the terrifying spiritual power in Cheng Huan's body was gone after that blow.

"So what?" Cheng Huan asked rhetorically.

The Heavenly Demon smiled.

Cheng Huan took a deep breath, pushed Yun Pingqiu away, and slowly lifted the Cangming sword he had inserted on the ground: "Aren't you also the end of the crossbow?"

"Don't forget, I'm a demon. The Heavenly Demon raised his hand and pointed, and the few disciples behind Cheng Huan seemed to be hooked by something.

In the blink of an eye, they fell limply to the ground.

"My Spiritual Power ......"

The Heavenly Demon licked his lips, and the surrounding demonic qi churned again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Human, why are you fighting me. As soon as the Heavenly Demon's voice fell, those disciples fell down one by one.

They had never realized before that the demon in front of them was far from something they could defeat.

The young hero is like a big joke in the face of absolute power.

The spiritual power circulating in the body suddenly emptied.

What they had relied on was destroyed so easily.

Despair creeps into everyone's eyes.

Cheng Huan stood in the wind, looking at the Heavenly Demon head-on, with a touch of madness in his eyes.

With a "ding" sound, the Cangming sword that she never left was thrown to the ground like this.

Cheng Huan stared at the Heavenly Demon coldly, raised his hand and bit his wrist, and the blood was swung into a strange formation by her.

The wind comes from the empty valley, and the white clothes are soaked in blood.

"It's—" The Heavenly Demon's pupils shrank.

Cheng Huan gave him a defiant smile, and his bloody right palm slammed into the ground.

Almost at this moment, with her right palm as the center, countless strange auras surged over frantically.

Cheng Huan's clothes flew messily in the air.

The original verdant and lush Emperor Mountain quickly withered and yellowed.

Terrifying spiritual power surged in Cheng Huan's body.

"Die!" Cheng Huan waved his right hand, and a hundred feet of light blade swept out, like a snow-capped mountain collapsing, unstoppable.

Everywhere the blade passed, even time seemed to stand still.

When everyone concentrated again, the heavenly demons, crow demons, and terrible demonic qi ...... All vanished into the blades.

Cheng Huan's body shook and he knelt on one knee to the ground.

Yun Pingqiu wanted to step forward, but he lost his spiritual power, and the whole person couldn't move at all.

The other disciples stared dumbfounded.

Cheng Huan knelt on the ground for half a pillar of incense before getting up again.

It was as if her figure could be blown away by a gust of wind.

She walked up to the sword and bent down to pick up the sword she had thrown away.

Cheng ...... Cheng Daoyou......"

A disciple cautiously opened his mouth.

Cheng Huan turned around.

The man who spoke nervously swallowed: "You just made that move......"

He didn't finish his words.

But those present were incomparably clear.

The practice of the right path pays attention to going with the flow.

It's like a stream flowing into a river, and the river merging into the sea.

The elixir is like the ultimate in improving cultivation.

Like Cheng Huan Fangcai, the practice of sucking up most of the spiritual energy of the Emperor Mountain in his hands is not the right way, but it is very similar to the Heavenly Demon's method of absorbing the spiritual power of his disciples.

Cheng Huan looked straight at him and curled his lips.

Although she was smiling, there was a terrible chill in her eyes.

Cheng Huan held the Cangming Sword, walked over and squatted in front of him: "Do you still have spiritual power now?"

The man was stunned, and replied in a difficult voice: "When the Heavenly Demon absorbed our spiritual power, there was a lot of demonic energy left in the meridians. Now that the spiritual power is gone, it doesn't matter. But once you cultivate......"

His words were silent, yet everyone understood what it meant.

Demonic qi is extremely difficult to eradicate, and if you forcibly cultivate it when demonic qi is entangled in the meridians, it will undoubtedly lay the root of the bane in the future.

At least it will go crazy, and at worst, it will die.

This is why people in the cultivation realm would rather encounter demons than demons.

"What about you?" Cheng Huan looked at the other person.

“...... Me too. ”

Cheng Huan looked down at them, with a pair of eyes on the moonlight, unable to see the emotions inside.

Liu Bei seemed to realize something.

He struggled and grabbed Cheng Huan's feet: "You have a way, right, Senior Sister Cheng, you must have a way, right." ”

His words woke up others who were still in their ignorance.

They looked at Cheng Huan in unison.

The anticipation of the gaze is like a sword unsheathed.

Bright but terrifying.

Cheng Huan didn't move.

Liu Bei knelt in front of her in a panic: "I'm sorry before, it's all my fault." But you just had that formation...... Senior Sister Cheng, you must have a way to help us. Please, please, we can't do without spiritual power. ”

Liu Bei's words pierced everyone's body like a needle.

The people who come here are almost all the best masters in the sect.

They originally had a great future, and no one wanted to sink because of an accident.

Yun Pingqiu looked at them coldly: "Nonsense! Senior Sister Cheng is a member of the Dao Sect, and the righteous path techniques she cultivates, you are all helpless, how can she." ”

He raised his hand with great difficulty, grabbed Cheng Huan's arm, and said in a deep voice: "Don't come nonsense. ”

"Senior Brother Yun. Cheng Huan suddenly smiled, and she suddenly hugged Yun Pingqiu.

Yun Pingqiu was stunned.

Obviously, he never thought that Cheng Huan would make such a move.

Although he always calls him senior brother on weekdays, he looks like a hanger, and obviously doesn't really have some respect for him.

Yun Pingqiu patted Cheng Huan's head a little unaccustomedly: "You have done a good job, the matter of demonic qi, when we return to the sect, we will have our own head and elders to deal with it for us." ”

Liu Bei said sharply: "Senior Brother Yun, don't talk empty words. If they have a way, why would the senior brothers and junior brothers in the Ten Directions commit suicide?!"

Yun Pingqiu was about to say something, but his body fell down involuntarily.

Before he fell unconscious, he saw Cheng Huan's expression, calm and lonely.

Layers of clouds pressed down, covering the sky overhead, and it looked almost breathless.

Cheng Huan caught the fallen Yun Pingqiu and helped him under the tree, then turned to look at the others.

"I can save you. Cheng Huan calmly spoke in countless expectant eyes.

Liu Bei lay on the ground and said incoherently: "Thank you, Senior Sister Cheng, thank you, Senior Sister Cheng." ”

"But-" Cheng Huan's gaze swept over everyone one by one: "Tonight's matter, you must keep your mouth shut." ”

She didn't say anything threatening, but none of the people who had seen her kill the Heavenly Demon dared to refute it.

Liu Beiyan smiled and said, "That's nature. ”

Cheng Huan held the Cangming sword, and his unhealed right hand swiped on the sword, and drew a two-meter-wide array with blood.

Wei Zhi looked at her face that was getting whiter and paler, and frantically tried to break free from the talisman on her body.

However, he finally learned what it meant to be futile.

Wei Zhi was so anxious that his mind was empty.

In the flat ground, a thunderclap suddenly fell on my ears, and the heavy rain suddenly rolled down like a basin of water that had been accidentally overturned.

The wind was blowing harshly and insolently.

The rain rushed from heaven to this purgatory on earth.

The entire Emperor Mountain was shaken white by lightning.

Cheng Huan subconsciously raised her face, and the rain fell on her face in large and small pieces, as if to warn her to stop.

Everyone was attracted by the rain.

Cheng Huan touched his face, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She removed the black headband from her head, wrapped it around the wound on her wrist, and sat down cross-legged in the middle of the formation.

The bloody sword was crossed by her leg.

Cheng Huan raised his hand, and the demonic qi that was unreasonable and stranded in everyone's meridians all rushed to her.

At the same time, surging spiritual power flowed from Cheng Huan's body to others.

I don't know how long it took for Cheng Huan to stop.

The Daoist disciple's uniform with blue stripes on a white background was already covered with blood.

Every time Cheng Huan took a step, the rain ran down her body, washing away the next circle of blood-colored ripples.

Wei Zhi's chest felt like someone had been punched so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

Cheng Huan walked in front of Wei Zhi, and in just a dozen steps, she seemed to have spent all her energy.

The cold hand fell on Wei Zhi's eyes.

Cheng Huan's eyes were still calm when he looked at him: "Don't cry." ”

She raised her hand with great difficulty, and tremblingly removed the talisman behind Wei Zhi's back.

"Master!" Wei Zhi pounced suddenly, his small body trying to hold up Cheng Huan and not let her fall to the ground.