Nanzawa Daisan Gorge.

The huge bonfire in the middle seemed to be a little swaying under the night breeze at this moment, because of the passage of time, the firewood around the bonfire was gradually burned out, so the light was not as bright as before, but with a hint of darkness.

Li Hechao drank a little under the embrace of a group of elite disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion, and at the same time became more and more excited, when he picked up the wine jar and poured a sip of wine, Li Hechao pursed his lips and looked around Li Xi, and said in surprise, "Hey, what about Zhu Liangjun, that kid, why has he been gone for so long and hasn't come back." ”

"Senior Brother Li, I see that Senior Brother Zhu has drunk too much, and he doesn't know where he is lying and hiding, so he doesn't dare to drink. The skinny, monkey-like young man said with a smile.

As soon as the young man's words came out, the disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion around him all laughed, and even Li Hechao laughed loudly.

"Boom~"

An invisible momentum suddenly permeated this canyon, followed by a breath of spiritual pill realm cultivation that burst out, and the fluctuation of spiritual power instantly penetrated this canyon.

Li Hechao's face changed suddenly, and the alcohol in his body suddenly sobered up, and when he saw that this spiritual power fluctuation was transmitted from the secret place, he instantly understood something, but he thought that it was just Zhu Liangjun who coveted the woman's beauty, and couldn't help but use it.

Those drunken disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion were also instantly awakened by the fluctuation of this spiritual power, they were in this canyon to protect the passage in the belly of this same mountain, and now that there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power, they naturally did not dare to be careless, after all, they already knew the news, and the nemesis of the Blood Demon Pavilion, Yao Lu Mountain, had long been eyeing him nearby. Moreover, this time the matter is not trivial, it is related to the life and death of the sect, and the pavilion master has already issued a death order, so these disciples do not dare to be careless about the slightest trouble.

"Senior Brother Li, what's the situation, do you want to go over and take a look. A Blood Demon Pavilion disciple next to Li Hechao asked in a deep voice. looked solemnly at the secret prison a hundred meters away. Not only him, but even the rest of the Blood Demon Pavilion disciples looked in the direction of that side, and the spiritual power on his body had been slowly running, ready to deal with accidents at any time.

"Well, let's go. Let's take a look, I think it's probably Zhu Liangjun who can't help the thing below. Even the people I dedicated to my master dare to understand. Li Hechao said in a somewhat unhappy voice.

However, as soon as the words fell, his pupils contracted, because he suddenly felt that something was not right, and his face immediately became nervous, and then he shouted loudly, because of the nervousness, his voice became a little sharp.

"That spiritual power fluctuation is not the breath of Zhu Liangjun's kid at all, and there is no breath of blood in our Blood Demon Pavilion. Enemy attack!"

The surrounding Blood Demon Pavilion disciples immediately changed their faces, and one by one, their spiritual power instantly operated, and their spiritual light bloomed. Everyone's magic weapon is clenched in their hands.

"Hehe, don't you think it's too late now? A faint voice came from the air, which made Li Hechao and the others startled, and hurriedly looked up at the air.

I saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing in the air, and said with a faint smile on his face, the young man stepped on the flying sword, and held a palm-sized eight-prism treasure mirror in his left hand, it was Song Yuansheng.

And there were three other figures beside the young man. A figure was cold and cold, with an ice-blue slender flying sword on his feet, swaying, and a plain long skirt was floating in the air like a flower. At this moment, the woman's face was cold, and she looked down coldly.

There is also a girl with empty hands and a relaxed expression, stepping on a wooden sword under her feet, looking at them below with cute eyes, although the girl is only stepping on a wooden sword, but looking at the surrounding luster, it is obviously not an ordinary wooden sword.

The last figure was a little weaker than the other three, dressed in black brocade, carrying a simple and unpretentious scabbard, stepping on a blue-white slender flying sword that exuded a chill, and was looking at them with a frown and an unkind expression at the moment.

The aura of the four people is not weak, and the aura emitted by the whole body is particularly dazzling in this night, which makes Li Hechao like falling into an ice cave, look at the appearance of the imperial sword, three of them have a lot of aura higher than him, there are three Yuan Infant Realm, and one Spirit Pill Realm is comparable to him.

This makes him feel miserable in his heart, he is so cultivated at a young age, and he is not to blame for his eyes, no one can imagine that a few people who are not very old and cultivate so against the sky, this look is not a disciple of Yaolu Mountain, so many years of prison opponents, he can clearly teach such a disciple with the background of Yaolu Mountain.

Thinking of this, Li Hechao suddenly had a little hope in his heart. His figure exploded, emitting a blood-colored light into the air, looking at the four people in front of him and asking cautiously, "I don't know who they are." At this time, some disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion stepped into the void with various magic weapons, standing behind Li Hechao.

"The one who wants your life!" Zhao Jiuge didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one after saying this, he stomped his right foot, and stood in the void like that, his right hand was raised, and the 'Han Ming' sword fell into the palm of his hand.

Then he waved his sword without saying anything, and silver light splashed everywhere. The sword aura was rampant, and he went directly towards Li Hechao and the disciples of the Blood Pavilion behind him. After killing Zhu Liangjun before, the four of them directly slaughtered some of the Blood Demon Pavilion disciples guarding the canyon with their swords, and then turned around before coming to the sky above them.

Song Rujing had already held back the fire in her belly, and seeing that Zhao Jiuge took the lead, she was not far behind, and she conjured up a two-foot-sized green Ruyi in her hand, which was emerald green and bright in color.

This magic weapon is called 'Bitian Ruyi', which is a powerful spiritual weapon, which is deeply loved by Song Rujing, because they have a wide range of content in the suspended view, and they are proficient in everything regardless of the Dao Law Formation Sword Duel, so her and Song Yuansheng's skills are also different. It's not like it's all the same pattern like other sects.

Song Rujing's white and tender palm was raised so casually, and one by one the turquoise light rolled up, like a thin silk thread, and instantly went towards the Blood Demon Pavilion disciples on the ground, each ray of light carried a serene aura, and with Song Rujing's strength in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, it directly crushed and wiped out the seven or eight Blood Demon Pavilion disciples on the ground.

These seven or eight disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion who did not rise into the sky were already weaker than others, and as soon as Song Rujing was attacked, she couldn't even resist, you must know that now her strength is completely able to exert the true power of the spirit weapon.

Zhao Jiuge's eyes couldn't help but smack his tongue as soon as he saw that Song Rujing's shot would bring such a big effect, this strength was even more perverted than that girl in yarn.

Li Hechao saw that in the blink of an eye, seven or eight disciples died directly in Huangquan, and he was shocked and angry in his heart, the number of their Blood Demon Pavilion sect was not large, so many people died at once, and the most important thing was that he couldn't resist the three Yuan Infant Realm at all, the elders were all under the mountain, and the only thing he was looking forward to now was to delay time and wait for the master to come up.

There was no time to think about anything else, because Zhao Jiuge's sword qi had already crisscrossed and rushed towards them.

"Shoot with me. Li Hechao shouted, took the lead in moving, and pinched with both hands.

A cloud of blood-colored aura appeared, and then there was a strong smell of blood type in the air, some of the disciples behind Li Hechao also made the same move, and the other part of the disciples who didn't have time to act directly picked up the magic weapon in their hands and directly rolled the aura against Zhao Jiuge's sword qi.

Then a thick blood-colored aura appeared in front of Li Hechao's body, and this blood-colored aura was still converging, as soon as the sword qi touched this pile of blood light, Zhao Jiuge obviously felt that it was difficult to move an inch, as if there was a sticky feeling that made the sword qi unable to exert that sharp edge.

Zhao Jiuge was a little shocked, thinking that the methods of these demons were too weird, no wonder so many monks had lost their nature and were willing to do this path, just because of their fast cultivation speed and strong strength. With the same cultivation, the strength of the demons is much stronger than them.

Then Li Hechao's mind moved, and the blood-colored aura with the fishy wind and the aura emitted by those magic weapons attacked Zhao Jiuge instead. Zhao Jiuge was a little overwhelmed in an instant, after all, he was only a cultivator in the middle of the Spirit Pill Realm, and he was facing more than a dozen people.

Song Yuansheng and Lin Panruo were not ready to make a move, but looked at the exit leading to the tunnel under the mountain not far away, because they faintly felt that a monk with a Yuan Infant Realm cultivation had come up. But seeing this appearance at this moment, Zhao Jiuge couldn't resist it and had to make a move.

Beautiful eyes move slightly. Lin Banruo's white and slender hand directly held the natal flying sword in his hand, using the Hundred Flowers Sword to duel, and suddenly the pink sword light slashed towards the blood-colored aura with a phantom.

Song Yuansheng's flying sword was still under his feet, and with a flip of his left hand, the octagonal treasure mirror that was originally lying quietly in the palm of his hand immediately pointed down.

This octagonal treasure mirror presents three colors: black and white and brown and yellow, the outermost layer of the treasure mirror is brown and yellow, showing eight sides, each side has a spiritual pattern on the top, and the middle is black and white, painting a circle of edges, wrapping the mirror with Zhu.

This mirror is called the 'Eight-Sided Magic Mirror'. Although it was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, it was more effective in dealing with these demons who specialized in absorbing people's essence and blood for cultivation.

Under Song Yuansheng's urging, as soon as the spiritual power was instilled into this 'Eight-Sided Demon Mirror', a bright and transparent pillar of light suddenly shone on the surface of the mirror, and when this pillar of light shone on the blood-colored spiritual light. The viscous and intractable blood-colored aura suddenly melted into the ice and snow, like a glacier meeting the scorching sun.

It's just that this kind of dissolution became extremely slow after a while, and with Song Yuansheng's help, the Hundred Flowers Sword Qi immediately shattered the spiritual light emitted by that group of magic weapons. And at this time, the blood-colored aura was completely dissolved.

Even so, Lin Banruo and Song Yuansheng still frowned slightly, and the two of them, like Zhao Jiuge just now, both felt the special attributes contained in that spiritual power, which was more difficult to deal with.

Li Hechao saw that the two monks of the Yuan Infant Realm were easily broken by the means of everyone joining forces, and his heart was shocked, shocked and at the same time there was some despair, just when he didn't know what to do, a voice suddenly resounded under this quiet night sky, which suddenly made Li Hechao show a happy face.

"Hahaha, it's rare to find such a few good Ding furnaces, and the old man is really lucky today. ”

The voice was loud, wrapped in spiritual power, from far to near, so that the entire canyon could be heard clearly, and three figures came from the exit of the tunnel.

Three spiritual lights flashed in the void and reached the middle of this canyon, also standing in the void