"This Divine Pill is the Broken Yuan Pill, and when you take the first four pills, it does greatly enhance your cultivation. But when taking the fifth one, the person who took it first broke the dantian, and then reversed the soul of the yuan. The best result is to lose all cultivation and become a mortal with mental retardation......"

"Ah!" Feng Shuyao exclaimed when she heard this.

"Quick! Go to Liao Tianhua, don't let him send out the two pills. The old man no longer doubted Yu Si, immediately shouted, and rushed straight out of the hall.

When he came out, the old man and Yu Si and Feng Shuyao soldiers were separated from each other. He directly ignored the rules of the sect and flew to the Heavenly Sword Palace.

Yu Si followed the wind and Shu Yao rushed towards the place where Liao Tianhua was.

"Feng Daoyou, who is this old man?"

"He is Shu Yao's grandfather, but in front of outsiders, grandpa is not allowed to call him grandpa. At the same time, the grandfather is also the uncle of the Eastern Sect Master, and he exists as a great elder in the sect. ”

"Senior Brother Liao has been going to Master's place, and he has been there for an hour. Yue Linglong saw that Yu Si and the others were in such a hurry, and told Liao Tianhua's whereabouts.

"Let's go, and my sister will follow. ”

"Haha, it won't take long for the old man to be a great power in the infant transition period. Come, Tianhua depends on your elixir. Cheers!"

"I'm not bad waiting, Senior Brother Qingsong, you have accepted a good apprentice. ”

The "Star Sword Hall" was full of people, and a group of old men in the sixtieth century pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and drank happily. Liao Tianhua was allowed to drink with them on an exception.

"Master, Shu Yao has given you a salute. ”

"Shu Yao, what's going on?Hmm——, why are you here?" Feng Shuyao's master turned out to be the one who threatened Yu Si in the Heavenly Sword Palace. He was also puzzled when he saw Yu Si.

"Master, you can't take that pill, you will be done after taking it. Feng Shuyao shouted straight to the point.

"Well——, why?" asked an old man with a white face.

"Because it's poison!" Feng Shuyao said, and even Yue Linglong was dumbfounded.

"Master, seniors can't listen to Feng Shuyao's words. You've taken all four of them, if only the poison had been discovered. Her grandfather hated Liao for not giving the Divine Pill, so he sent him to spoil the good deeds of his predecessors. Liao Tianhua hurriedly argued.

"Yes. Whether it's poison or not, the old man doesn't know yet, Hugh is talking nonsense. Give it to me!" Feng Shuyao's master, Qing Song, immediately pointed to the hall and said.

Yu Si had already looked at the people present, almost all of them were monks of the Great Perfection in the late Huayuan period. It was already known that they had taken the Broken Yuan Pill one after another.

"Oh, is it poison? The old man had planned to go back to the church and take it again. In order to show the innocence of Liao's nephew, the old man took it. An energetic old man smiled.

"Snow Wind Hall Master, don't take this pill. After a while, the Eastern Sect Master will come here to explain. ”

"Really?" said the master of the Snow Wind Hall, then took out a black ink-like elixir, pinched it between his fingers, and put it in his mouth.

With a "bang", a line of fire went straight to the Snow Wind Hall Master.

"Bold, the thieves of the Tianhe Sect dare to take the initiative against the Snow Wind Hall. Come on, take it down. ”

This line of fire was sent out by Yu Si as a last resort, and this time he cast it for the first time.

In an instant, more than a dozen monks rushed in from outside the hall, and reached out and grabbed Yu Si.

Yu Si used the Flood Desolation Speed Shadow Technique to avoid them. Xingjian Hall looks not small, but it is still obvious that it is restrained when it moves, jumping up and down, flashing and moving, and walking through the crowd.

Liao Tianhua muttered a few words in the ear of the purple-robed old man beside him.

"You stand down, this thief came to the sect when the alliance changed guards, and he also took the initiative against Xuefeng Hall, obviously a monk sent by the evil forces to make trouble. Let the old man solve him today. Ladies and gentlemen, drive the thieves outside. ”

Yu Si "sighed" in his heart, listening to the words of the purple-robed old man, he had the intention of taking action in person. Without waiting for others to persecute him, he flew away and fled outside. If he really can't do it, he will smear the soles of his feet with oil and slip away, this is his plan.

Afterwards, everyone left the Star Sword Hall and turned into a circle, which will be surrounded in the middle.

When Yu Si was about to run away, the Snow Wind Hall Master, who had not eaten the Broken Yuan Pill, subconsciously raised his right hand and handed the pill in his hand to his mouth.

Yu Si didn't think about it, and a finger fell out again, this time increasing his strength, and the speed was unimaginable. In an instant, the master of the Snow Wind Hall was in a hurry and took precautions.

"Xiao'er, why do you beat the old man, the old man will teach you a lesson today. "Xuefeng Tang blows his beard angrily, and he wants to run straight to him.

"Snowwind Hall Master, you are slow. This son is just a monk in the early stage of the transformation of the Yuan, let the old man solve him. ”

"Ah, he's a cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty!" Yue Linglong listened to the words of the purple-robed old man and knew Yu Si's cultivation, in his eyes, Yu Si was a minor monk of the third order of condensation.

At this time, Yu Si realized that the monk who was slightly higher than his own cultivation saw that his cultivation was in the early stage of the transformation of the Yuan. This Seven Treasure Colored Lotus obscured his cultivation in the late Yuan period.

At the same time, he looked at the purple-robed old man, and Yu Si's heart sank, and his cultivation was impressively between the Huayuan and the infant transformation stage monk. He is a powerful monk in every word.

He wears a purple yang scarf on his head, his eyes are bright, his body is poious, he is wearing a purple robe, and he is stepping on thin-soled cloud boots. Its figure flickered, and it immediately turned into a purple afterimage, heading straight for Yu Si to kill.

Yu Si was not in a hurry to escape again, but he saw that the green robe on his body was closed, and he immediately sacrificed the black gold stick in his hand. The figure flickered, and it also turned into a white afterimage, hanging in the air. He didn't want Feng Shuyao and Yue Linglong to be affected.

"Master Chuanfeng Hall, please don't do it, Yu Daoyou has no malicious intent. Feng Shuyao was so anxious that she could only shout.

Where did the purple-robed old man listen to her words, he had already attacked Yu Si.

Yu Si didn't want to face the enemy head-on, delayed time, and waited for Dongfang Lin Ze to arrive. So he plucked the trick with one hand and wandered in mid-air. At the same time, the old man in the purple robe did not give up, and followed him like a shadow. When Yu Si was forced into a corner, Fang made a counterattack.

In this way, the two afterimages, one purple and one white, chased each other staggered, haunted each other, and frequently exchanged hands in the air, and their moves became faster and faster.

The monks below were dizzying and unexpected.

At this time, the purple-robed old man's face turned cold, the blue light flashed in his hand, and a sharp sword appeared.

I don't know what material this knife is made of, the blade is extremely rounded, and if you bend it a little, you can form a closed circle. Nine knife grooves are engraved on it, engraved with countless Xuan lines, and it is overflowing with an amazing and agile atmosphere.

Yu Si didn't dare to slack off, and he was also beaten out of the real fire at this moment. What's more, this purple-robed old man is so strong. He stared at the star, his hand clenched with a black gold stick.

The purple-robed old man was silent, but the clear sword in his hand was shining, dancing with stripes of knife shadows, and suddenly slashed at Yu Si.

A thick cyan waterfall-like sword light erupted from the blade, and the "waterfall" presented a violent and incomparable killing intent, cutting through the void, covering the sky, sweeping all things majestically.

Yu Si felt threatened, tightened his white robe, and danced wildly with black gold sticks to set off countless stick shadows, bringing rolling waves of qi, forming a wave of widespread praise. He made a sharp move, and the black gold stick in his hand struck forward, and the wide praise in front of him suddenly followed the blow of the black gold stick, and suddenly let out a roaring sound, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a curtain of light, and attacked head-on.

"Boom!"

The continuous loud noise shook the things below and the rocks flew sideways.

In an instant, I saw the purple-robed old man holding his chest and panting.

Yu Si held the black gold stick in his hand and opened his mouth to spit blood foam.

Seeing that Yu Si was injured and vomited blood, the purple-robed old man took advantage of the victory to pursue, the sound of breaking the air came, and the shadow of the rolling knife appeared layer upon layer, and he chased Yu Si with a swing of the knife, as if he wanted to end the killing.

Yu Si's eyes were cold, the black gold stick in his hand was full of black light, and he suddenly struck at the round knife head-on.

A black afterimage slammed into the blade of the cyan sword sea.

"Crunch!" a shrill slashing sound.

At the same time, Yu Si Wujin Stick is integrated into the Hetian Finger and dances wildly with the Wujin Stick. A blinding black light suddenly bloomed on it. The light was accompanied by a heavenly finger, and it directly slashed at the purple-robed old man in mid-air. Where the black light passed, it tore through the air and the ground, and the rolling wind came sharply.

Before the Ugin Stick arrived, the spiritual power of the tyrant had already swung up endless killing intent and flew away.

The purple-robed old man was domineering, and when he was attacking the tyrant, he didn't dare to be careless when he saw Yu Si's sudden strength. Hurriedly stopped the offensive, he was also a powerful monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Transformation Yuan. In the dark, he could also sense the danger of Yu Si's attack, so the purple light in front of him burst out, and a glowing spherical thing shook out on his chest, blocking in front of him.

"Bang!"

The black gold stick slammed into the cyan round knife, and the endless dark and blue light sprayed out in all directions, setting off a raging air flow and sweeping away in all directions.

Yu Si spat out strands of blood again, and the purple-robed old man seemed to be unharmed, but in fact, his left upper arm had been pierced by Hetian's finger through a small hole, and he just used the control imposed by cultivation to prevent the blood from dripping down.

These two people, one is forced to be injured, and the other is forced to be in an intact form. Diametrically opposed actions can only be said to be completely opposite to the goals pursued.

Just when the two of them separated with another blow, the purple-robed old man's body suddenly rose with billowing blue light, and then his body was illusory, as if it was integrated into the air. At this moment, a little scattered blue light appeared in the void behind it, and the figure of the purple-robed old man appeared strangely in all directions. Then it immediately touched the ground under its feet, and its form rushed from all sides at the same time.

When Yu Si saw it, his face changed greatly, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart. Compared with the monks of the late stage of the Huayuan Dynasty, the Great Perfection Monk is only a small level higher. But the power it has is much more than the latter, and the strong attack strength and the spiritual power reserve it has are several times that of the latter, or even dozens of times.

"That's enough! Snow Wind Hall Master, do you have to kill your nephew?" Just when Si was at the moment of life and death, an angry voice rang out.