"Huh?"

Wen Xuan's expression changed, his eyes narrowed, and he looked in the direction where the black clouds were coming. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When Su Zimo saw such a black cloud, he suddenly frowned, and a sense of déjà vu surged in his heart.

The black cloud moved extremely fast, flashing with a strange red light, not like a cloud, but like a ......

"Mine, Blood-Eyed Raven!"

The so-called black clouds are actually a large number of crows surging in.

The flickering red light is the crow's eyes!

Su Zimo remembered the battle outside Linfeng City, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, everyone, it's the group of people from the spirit mine outside Linfeng City!"

"Revenge, Demon Gate?"

Wen Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his killing intent surged.

In the hearts of everyone in Ethereal Peak, they all thought that the tragedy in Linfeng City was committed by the people in the Demon Gate.

But Su Zimo learned from Fairy Ji that there were no such vicious methods and exercises in the Demon Gate.

At this point, Su Zimo believed in Ji Fairy.

Although the fairy Ji seems to behave frivolously, he is extremely measured, and he has the pride of the demon gate in his bones.

If it was done by someone in the Demon Gate, she would not deny it.

Su Zimo looked at the little fat man and Leng Rou, and said in a low voice: "If you see that the situation is not right for a while, run away quickly!"

"What?" the little fat man startled.

Leng Rou also frowned slightly.

The two were unaware of the danger.

In the eyes of the two of them, the sect has five Jindan real people such as Wen Xuan here, as well as a group of top monks in the foundation building realm.

With such a strong strength, it is enough to destroy some small sects, so why be afraid of people coming.

Su Zimo didn't speak, his eyes turned around Feng Haoyu and Elder Chen, and he took out a flying sword from the storage bag.

It was the best flying sword that the Extreme Fire Dao Monarch refined for him!

During this time, Su Zimo spent most of his energy on studying the art of tempering, comprehending the candlelight sword array, and improving the cultivation realm, but he had not yet started refining weapons.

The grade spirit weapon in his storage bag was only this top-grade flying sword.

Soon, dark clouds came over the Tanglin Valley.

Endless blood-eyed crows hovered in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, exuding a strong demonic aura, and each of them was not weaker than the foundation building monks!

It was dark.

The faces of the many Ethereal Peak disciples in the valley were a little ugly, and a trace of horror passed through the depths of their eyes.

After all, such a scene is so shocking, creepy, and chilling!

The crow's eyes, bursting with scarlet blood light, kept hissing, staring at the group of monks below, as if they would swoop down at any time and tear many Ethereal Peak disciples to pieces!

The little fat man's face was pale, he swallowed his saliva, and said with a solemn expression: "This time, the flat-haired beast is much stronger than the last time I saw it!"

At the entrance to the Tanglin Valley, a huge spirit boat galloped towards it, and hundreds of monks jumped down from it.

Among them, there are as many as ten Jindan real people!

The rest are all foundation building cultivators, and their cultivation is uneven, but the number of people is several times more than that of the Ethereal Peak disciples!

plus the blood-eyed crow on top of his head......

Whether it is from the Jindan Zhenren or from the foundation building monks, the Ethereal Peak is absolutely inferior.

It's a siege!

There is no way to heaven, and there is no door to the earth!

Among the hundreds of monks who came down from the spirit boat, the young monk led by the foundation was Zhuji Chengcheng, dressed in a blood-colored robe, with a cuff asking about the pattern of a crow, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his smile was evil.

Ten Jindan real people gathered around, faintly protecting them in the middle.

"Who are you?"

Wen Xuan stared at the blood-robed monk, holding the talisman in his left hand, a flying sword levitating in front of him, and his tone was cold.

"Huh. ”

The blood-robed monk chuckled lightly and said leisurely, "Fellow Daoists, don't be nervous, I have no malice in coming here. If you are friendly and cooperative, I will give you a great opportunity!"

After a slight pause, the blood-robed monk changed his words, and his voice became colder: "But if you are not interested, heh...... Then don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"

Wen Xuan's fingers moved, pinching the spiritual decision, and the spiritual power of his fingertips was surrounded, and he was about to make a move.

Elder Yu's expression was solemn, he stepped forward and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, if you really fight, our disciples are easy to fold here, let's explore his bottom first." ”

Elder Yu raised his voice and asked, "I don't know what this fellow Daoist is called?"

"At this point, I'm more casual. ”

The blood-robed monk smiled slightly and said, "You can call me a young master, or you can call me a master, depending on what you like, I don't force it." ”

Elder Yu's face was ugly.

Whether it is the young master or the master, this means that he will be subservient to the blood-robed monk in front of him!

After all, Elder Yu was a real person from Jindan, how could he agree to such a ridiculous request.

"Junior, this place is only a hundred miles away from my Ethereal Peak, if you use the Spirit Crane to transmit the message, it won't be long before a strong person from my sect will come to support, don't be too arrogant!" Elder Yu said in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha!"

The blood-robed monk laughed and said, "Old dog, you really don't want to give you face!"

"First, with my army of blood crows, your Spirit Crane won't be able to teleport out at all! Second, even if your Spirit Crane teleports out, you people won't be able to last that long!"

Wen Xuan snorted coldly: "Elder Yu doesn't have to talk nonsense with him, since he is a member of the Demon Sect, everyone will be punished!"

"I'm not a demon. ”

The blood-robed monk smiled coldly and said, "Finally, I will give you another chance, all of them will surrender to me, and I will spare your lives!

"Oh, yes. There is a man named Su Zimo among you, whether you surrender to me or not, I will suppress you with my own hands and torture you to death little by little...... Truly, abruptly!"

From the mouth of the blood-robed monk, a series of eerie and terrifying laughter came from the mouth.

"Surrender?"

Wen Xuan also smiled and said, "You can ask me about the sword in my hand first!"

At this moment, the blood-robed monk suddenly raised his head and said lightly, "You still don't do it?"

Before the words fell, Su Zimo was shocked in his heart, and suddenly roared: "Everyone disperse, there are internal ghosts in the sect!"

Wen Xuan's reaction was the fastest, and he immediately crushed the talisman in the palm of his left hand.

A light shield rose in an instant, enveloping him.

While!

There was a crunch.

Mars in all directions.

A flying sword slammed into Wen Xuan's protective light shield, causing the light shield to tremble and almost collapse, which showed the strength of this sword!

That's a fraction of a second!

As long as Wen Xuan slowed down a little for a moment, he was already a dead man.

In fact, the reason why Wen Xuan reacted immediately was because of Su Zimo's previous inquiry on the spirit boat.

Although, Wenxuan didn't care at that time.

But when he saw that there was really a powerful force coming and arranging such a siege and killing situation, Wen Xuan vaguely realized that there might be a ghost in the sect, so he became vigilant.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the news of their visit to Tanglin Valley today to be leaked out.

Of course, this speculation is a bit vague, and Wenxuan has not yet had time to confirm it.

At this moment, the blood-robed monk said such a sentence, and Su Zimo yelled again, and Wen Xuan crushed the talisman without thinking about it.

Feeling the horror of the sword behind him, Wen Xuan also understood that he had just walked around the ghost gate, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. (To be continued.) )