"Damn, what is this, I'm scared to death!"

"Corpses, caverns full of corpses!"

"Senior brother, wait for me, I'm afraid. ”

Li Yan kicked back the corpse that had rotted half of his face, and rushed to the front: "Follow me." ”

The leaderless disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect looked at the falling corpses and their legs weakened in fright.

A few people chased after Li Yanhui with a roll, for fear of being left behind.

The teenagers who have just entered the Xianmen have not yet dreamed of a beautiful Xianxia in the cradle of the sect.

was taken by Rong Hui to face the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world.

Li Yanhui and the others didn't know how long they ran, and finally ran to the bottom of the cave.

A dark river flows through the dungeon.

The two sides of the dark river are covered with purple fairy grass like dream-like flowers, like a purple carpet that stretches endlessly, which is fascinating.

Li Yanhui stopped the disciples who were not going to pick flowers, and was about to find a way, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and hurriedly asked his fellow disciples to hide.

"The last batch of blood animals is almost finished, why doesn't Sun Huan send fresh blood animals to that waste, do you want us to eat those old and astringent carrion corpses hanging on the wall?"

"If you can't send it up, the mountain lord will take him as a tooth sacrifice!"

"Hahahaha, is his old bone enough for the eight of us?"

Two little demons carried a little girl of seven or eight years old and walked in front of the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect.

The strong-blooded teenagers trembled with anger.

They are people!

Not a blood animal!

Li Yanhui covered the mouth of the most noisy disciple, and after the little demon walked away, he whispered his plan to everyone and followed cautiously.

They are all beginner disciples, and they can only use simple and crude introductory swordsmanship.

Even so.

is also obligated to save people without hesitation.

As the Five Elders said.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating the mind, cultivating nature.

The rules of the Sword Spirit Sect are: Establish a heart for heaven and earth, and establish a life for the people.

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There are strange magic weapons in the cave that catapult the high-ranking monks out.

Rong Hui controlled the cultivation within the foundation building period, and the sword was found to be a place with a strong demonic aura.

"Who!"

A cold scold scolding flew out of the innermost part of the cave.

Immediately after, a smell of blood and pieces of meat sprayed at Rong Hui's feet with the wind.

Rong Hui's face was like sinking water, and she threw the wooden sword into the air, turning a thousand swords into a thousand swords.

The golden light of a thousand swords came out in unison, roaring like a storm into the dark corridor, illuminating both sides with bright lights.

"Phew!"

At the end of the golden light, a black shield blocked the unstoppable wooden sword.

A huge black flying shadow flew out of the corridor violently, "Bold mortal, delay this king's eating, I will swallow you in one bite!"

It walked out of the cave and Rong Hui saw clearly that it was a hundred-year-old snake demon.

It was not yet humanoid, with a human upper body and a snake on the lower body, and a yellow gem the size of a fist embedded in the top of its head.

Rong Hui's cold gaze was fixed on the gem.

That's where that strange repulsion comes from.

Rong Hui withdrew the wooden sword, pinched the trick with her left hand, and her expression was as solemn as the god of killing the world with the golden aura.

The surging spiritual power around Rong Hui turned into tens of thousands of golden swords, "The evil beast that crawled out of the gutter is also worthy of being the king?"

"Hiss. The snake spit out the arm-long snake letter, the demon golden vertical pupils opened, and said with a strange smile: "Zhuji Sword Cultivation, just to replenish the body of this king!"

The snake demon opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a mouthful of green venom, which burned a large hole in the ground a meter wide, and a black poisonous mist rose from the ground.

Rong Hui jumped two steps and landed on a bluestone, and Jin Jianxin moved at will and turned into a meteor shower and shot away.

The golden sword "slammed" into the snake demon's rock-solid black scale armor, leaving only a slight scratch, which was harmless to it.

Most of the golden swords are nailed to the stone wall, which illuminates the stone wall transparently.

"Hehe, even if you dare to show off in front of this king, you don't know whether you are alive or dead!"

The snake demon swiped the void, and a bloody mountain-opening axe appeared in the palm of its hand, "Sword cultivation, die to Lao Tzu!"

The mountain axe flew in the air, Rong Hui lightly touched the back of the snake demon, and the wooden sword slashed.

"Zila. ”

The wooden sword pulls a white trail on the snake demon's heavy scale armor, dealing zero damage to it.

The snake demon smirked, "Want to break the scale armor of this king?"

As he spoke, it brushed its tail and pumped it straight to Rong Hui's chest.

Rong Hui jumped.

"Boom. ”

The snake's tail swept the ground and smashed a deep pit.

After failing to hurt Rong Hui twice in a row, the snake demon was furious, the gem on its head suddenly lit up, and its golden vertical pupils shot out a white light, and roared: "Petrify!"

With a loud roar, the voice of the snake demon echoed through the cave, shaking the mountain violently.

The voice seemed to have a magical power, a sense of dizziness that swept over it.

Rong Hui made a move, and was almost hit by the white light.

And the butterfly behind Rong Hui couldn't avoid it, and instantly turned into a stone, fell to the ground, and fell apart.

"That's all there is to it?" Rong Hui hooked his fingers, "back." ”

The snake demon's heart was furious.

It looked at the sword cultivator who was almost petrified by itself to despise himself so much, the snake tail fixed the lower plate, and swung the mountain axe and pounced on Rong Hui, and the hairy mountain opening axe brushed Rong Hui's chest and slammed into the air.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

The strange sound of metal grinding against the stone came from behind the basilisk.

It turned its head to look at the golden sword drawn from the stone wall like a golden meteor, and sneered disapprovingly, "But Er'er. ”

Rong Hui pinched the trick with his left hand, and the palm-sized small golden sword skyrocketed into a three-foot green peak.

Qingfeng converged into a brilliant golden galaxy, as fast as thunder and lightning, and rushed towards the gem on the head of the snake demon with a murderous aura.

"Bang!"

The jewel on the head of the snake demon shattered in response.

The cave was full of golden light, and the dazzling light exploded, and Rong Hui blocked it with his backhand.

The moment the gem shattered, the mysterious repulsion suddenly disappeared.

Rong Hui's face was like sinking water, she looked coldly at the fierce snake demon trapped in the golden sword cage, and grabbed it with her palm.

"Brush, brush!"

The golden swords swirled in unison, slicing the basilisk into pieces.

Rong Hui looked at the corpses all over the ground with disgust, and popped out his spiritual power to burn them clean with the fire heart trick.

Rong Hui shot out golden spiritual power in his hand, crushing the snake demon's soul one by one.

"Let's go. ”

After solving the snake demon, a booklet fell from the sky.

When Rong Hui bent down to pick up the booklet, she noticed someone peeping and quickly turned around.

In the distance stood the soul of a monk dressed in a robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"Thank you to the donor for saving the poor monks out of the sea of suffering. ”

The monk made a gesture of thanks, "This five-point soul refining method is the secret method of Jinguang Temple, and this thing will be given to the donor if it is related to the donor." ”

Five-point soul refining method?

Why is the name so familiar?

Rong Hui's mind was excited, and he remembered that the predecessor of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion was able to practice the four Yuan Babies to obtain the secret five-point soul refining method, and after he ascended, this secret book also disappeared without a trace.

I didn't expect it to come from Buddhism.

Rong Hui was overjoyed in his heart, and accepted it frankly: "Then I'm disrespectful." ”

The monk smiled, he succinctly told how he suffered at the hands of the snake demon, and before he finished speaking, he was feathered because of the lack of soul power.

In a trance, Rong Hui heard a sigh.

"Please also allow the Lord to purify sentient beings and complete the unfulfilled duties for the poor monks. ”