Bai Yichen swept over the rocks of the cave, except for the few people who were trapped by him with the earth rock formation, there were many disciples of the Giant Shark Gang and the Haihe Sect lying on the ground, most of them were already dying and dying soon.

He sighed and came to Youlian, and when his gaze moved over the wellhead, there was still a person next to the wellhead at the moment.

13

This person was wearing a robe with a Haihe sect pattern, but the color was slightly darker than that of an ordinary disciple, and he was greedily looking at the East China Sea Youlian.

From Bai Yichen's shot to the triggering of the formation, it was actually just between lightning and flint, he only thought that the mountain shook due to the fluctuation of the fighting methods of the people over there, and it was not until the man in white clothes appeared in front of him this month that his complexion changed greatly.

"Who are you?" he exclaimed, it was Wang Yang, the second disciple of the Haihe Sect Jade Girl, who was mixed in the crowd according to the arrangement of the Jade Sect, waiting for the opportunity to move.

He was already very cautious when he asked himself, a monk in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm, but with the help of corpses and rocks on the ground as cover, he took advantage of the chaos to climb here from one side, and saw that he was about to succeed, but he was still discovered.

Wang Yang couldn't avoid it, so he jumped up, his hand changed, a millilight lit up, and his body was blurred.

He was very shrewd and knew that Bai Yichen was not easy to deal with, but he was still quite confident in his illusions, so he just wanted to delay for a while, and directly picked up Youlian and ran away.

As soon as the East China Sea Lotus left its roots, the purple moon in the sky instantly dimmed.

The crack in the cave suddenly widened outward, forming a large cavity, revealing a corner of the night sky outside.

The ancient well dried up again, and the entire Zheyue Bay was as if it had been sucked away and rejuvenated, and the plants and trees withered.

"Idiot" Bai Yichen was a little annoyed.

The East China Sea Lotus is a spiritual object of heaven and earth, even if it is picked, it needs at least an object such as a spiritual weapon to carry it, so as to ensure that its effect is pure and undamaged.

"Hu ......" is like a strong wind blowing away the fog, and with a flick of Bai Yichen's sleeves, Wang Yang's proud illusion is completely broken.

The whole cave is as clear as if it has been washed away by water.

Wang Yang's back has reached the entrance of the cave, he is holding the Youlian in his hand, and he is secretly frightened: this Youlian of the East China Sea is really a treasure, and the power of yin and cold is so powerful.

After only a few moments of contact, his hands were covered in a layer of ice.

He thought to himself, now that the master Jade Jizi is trapped, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, as long as he goes out of Zheyue Bay first and escapes away, from now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, even if he swallows this thing alone, why not.

"Not good!" Wang Yang was thinking about wishful thinking in his heart, when suddenly an unstoppable force came from behind him.

Caught off guard, he fell to the ground and was pushed away.

The white shadow flashed in front of him, and the Youlian had changed hands.

Wang Yang got up angrily, ran the true yuan, and was about to make a move, only to hear a sword groan, like cold light and snow.

Wang Yang's eyes lit up, and he felt that his neck was cold, and his throat was sealed by a sword!

"That day, I passed through Taolin Village on the edge of Ninghai Town, and saw that more than ten people in the village were tortured by the monk's illusion and died. Mo Yunchuan walked out, slowly put the sword into the sheath, looked at the fallen Wang Yang and said coldly.

He had doubts since he had not yet stepped into Zheyue Bay and encountered the phantom fog on the sea, but at this moment, as soon as Wang Yang's spell came out, he was sure of it.

Bai Yichen nodded, the Sword Pavilion has always been chivalrous and happy.

Although Mo Yunchuan is not very old, he is also jealous and hateful, and at this moment, his blue clothes are fluttering, standing coldly, and he has a bit of the style of a peerless swordsman.

And such wicked people are not sorry to die.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Bai Yichen's hand, and the East China Sea Youlian disappeared out of thin air.

14

"Mustard Seed Space, it seems that you have a lot of secrets?" a low, slightly hoarse voice came from nowhere.

"Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail. Bai Yichen turned around and walked towards the shadow of a boulder in the cave.

"Well, I was discovered, the kid does have some skills, but this can't let you leave safely. "An old man in a crimson coat walked out from behind the boulder, and I saw him with cold eyebrows and a red token hanging from his waist, which was engraved with three blood-colored lines,"

He waited for the rabbit for a long time, and he wanted to take the lotus, but he didn't expect to be preempted.

"Elder of the Blood Drinking Hall?" Bai Yichen frowned slightly, although he expected it, he was still slightly surprised when he really saw the person who came.

The Blood Drinking Hall actually attached so much importance to the East China Sea Youlian, and in addition to sending the blood son to be silent on this trip to the East China Sea, even the elders in the hall personally followed.

Looking at the lines on the red blood order hanging on his waist, there were as many as three, which showed that he was at least a fake Dan realm master.

The True Yuan Realm Great Perfection Monk condenses the True Yuan Realm to the extreme, and the False Dan Realm is an important transitional realm between the True Yuan Realm and the Jindan Realm.

The masters of the Fake Dan Realm have a very good grasp of the True Yuan, and their extremely condensed True Yuan lethality is much higher than that of the True Yuan Realm monks, or it can no longer be said to be the True Yuan, but the spiritual power. In time, the spiritual power will turn into a pill, and it will be a matter of course, and from then on, you will enjoy the Jindan Avenue and rank among the land immortals.

"The old man is Fang Zhensheng, the elder of the Blood Drinking Hall, seeing that you have some qualifications, if you know each other, hand over Youlian, and I will let you go. The old man in red glanced at Bai Yichen.

Seeing that he was just a monk of the True Yuan Realm, and seeing himself as a master of the Fake Dan Realm, not only was he not afraid, but he was still personable and calm. Fang Zhensheng frowned slightly, and when Yu Jiao casually glanced at the saber on Mo Yunchuan's waist, he was shocked again, but he still pretended to be pretending.

"The Blood Drinking Hall is famous in the southern realm, I didn't expect to covet this East China Sea Lotus, but the strange thing has a spirit, and since it has been returned to the Lord, I am afraid that it will disappoint Elder Fang. Bai Yichen said quietly.

"Oh, since you know the prestige of the Blood Drinking Hall, and you still don't know what to do, then don't blame the old man for bullying the small!"

Fang Zhensheng made a surprise move, and a red cloud sprinkled down, rushing towards the two.

"Shameless old thief!" Mo Yunchuan secretly said in his heart, relying on the void to resist the wind, his body instantly disappeared in the wind, and he drew his sword first.

The six True Yuan plum blossoms condensed in an instant, and the cold light was cold, stabbing at the old man behind the red cloud.

"Yunchuan be careful!" Bai Yichen reminded when he saw this, and a golden light appeared in his sleeve, dividing the six realms and blessing Mo Yunchuan's six True Yuan plum blossoms.

I saw that this plum blossom was inlaid with a layer of faint gold edge, sharp and dazzling, and broke through the air.

Fang Zhensheng snorted coldly, his face showed disdain, his five fingers were together, and a wisp of dark red fire popped out.

The red cloud was ignited, it actually burned, and a disgusting smell of blood emanated, and the cold plum true yuan was eroded, the golden light was dim, and it only took a moment to turn into nothing.

Mo Yunchuan was also a little surprised, he naturally knew that this Elder of the Blood Drinking Hall was not easy to deal with, in order to seize the opportunity, as soon as he made a move, it was a sword move like "Plum Blossom Six", which hit the key point, coupled with the strengthening of Bai Yichen's gold technique, the power increased greatly, even if it was a True Yuan Realm Great Perfection cultivator, he had to retreat, but in front of this old man in red, it was so unbearable.

When he saw that the blow missed, he retreated and waited for the opportunity.

Fang Zhensheng didn't want to let go of this opportunity, if he still had scruples after seeing the identity of Mo Yunchuan Sword Pavilion disciple, he changed his mind at this moment, since he had already made enemies, this place was remote, with his powerful cultivation, it was not difficult to solve the two juniors, not only to kill people and seize treasures, destroy corpses and destroy traces, but also get the appreciation of the blood son, why not.

The red cloud suddenly surged up, turning into blood flames.

The elders of the Blood Drinking Hall's Blood Refining Pool are the most proficient in bloodthirsty techniques, and this blood flame is one of the difficult techniques.

The blood qi is smelted into the fire, the thicker the blood qi, the stronger the fire, and the person who is burned will be possessed by the blood inflammation, and the blood qi in the body will be lost, and finally turn into dry bones.

Mo Yunchuan saw that the blood flame was coming, the sword light was released, and the sword curtain of rain hung down, dripping into ice. But although the bloody fire was stopped, there was still blood and qi soaked out, making his face change.

Bai Yichen sighed slightly, he didn't want to reveal his identity too early, but in the current situation, he needed to deal with this elder of the Blood Drinking Hall as soon as possible, and it would be even more troublesome if he waited for others to break out of the formation.

He stepped forward and pointed, and the white light flickered between his fingers, and the momentum of the blood flame slammed violently.

A wisp of fire also floated from its palm, turning into a golden flame in the wind.

This golden flame is like the king of fire, and wherever it passes, the blood flame retreats.

Bai Yichen pinched another trick, and the temperature in the cave suddenly rose, and the flames rolled towards the blood flame, and they merged into one.

It's just that the original bloody gas inside has been burned by the flames.

The firelight was sheng, and under his guidance, it gradually took shape like a red-gold bell with flame patterns, and pressed towards Fang Zhensheng.

"True Yuan Transformation, Pure Yang Fire?"

Fang Zhensheng looked at the fire bell that came to his face, his face was cloudy, a little surprised, but his hand was not slow at all, as an elder of the Blood Drinking Hall, he naturally had rich experience in combat, he didn't believe that he would be deflated under the hands of the two juniors.

"Blood coagulation!" Fang Zhensheng's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, and he waved his arms.

The remaining surviving disciples of the Giant Shark Gang and the Haihe Sect trembled, their faces showed a look of pain, and the blood and qi in their bodies were emptied in an instant, and their bones were erected, and their vitality collapsed and died.

Their blood and qi flowed into Fang Zhensheng's hand, turning into a blood-colored long knife and slashing towards Bai Yichen's flame bell.

The two phases collide, one is condensed with the fire of pure yang, and the other is manifested with the blood of man.

The Pure Yang Fire is certainly powerful, but this blood contains a new resentment that cannot be dispelled.

As time passed, the more the blood knife was burned, the thicker the blood qi became, and as time passed, the flames of the flame bell became more and more dim.

The "poof" flame was extinguished, and the evil spirit was raging.

"Old thief, you have actually destroyed human nature and performed the blood coagulation technique, and you will definitely be killed today!" Mo Yunchuan said angrily when he saw Fang Zhensheng use the blood coagulation technique to take the lives of the disciples of the two surrounding factions in an instant.

Although he is not accustomed to the arrogance and arrogance of these people on weekdays, relying on the sect to be powerful and prosperous, but after all, it is a living life, if it is not a person who is full of evil, the crime will not lead to death.

There were once demonic evil people who used blood to sacrifice secret methods, practiced the method of extermination, and created boundless killing, and blood coagulation as one of the categories was explicitly forbidden by the righteous path sects.

"Oh, it's a dying person, what's wrong with the old man just letting them die as they deserve?" Fang Zhensheng sneered, not caring at all.

It's just that the next moment, his face changed drastically.

In the flames that were shattered and dissipated by the blood knife, there was even a silver bead hidden.

It wasn't obvious at first, but now it was coming at him like thunder.

The breath of this bead is a high-grade spiritual weapon! The silver electric light on it surrounds it, and it is breathtaking, if it is hit, it will not be good with his cultivation in the Fake Dan Realm.

Mo Yunchuan's sword light walked quickly, and when he saw that Bai Yichen had such a backhand, he immediately exerted it with all his might, and the three sword intents of wind, snow and rain came out together.

For a while, the wind and thunder in the cave were loud, the sword rain was dotted, and the snow was as cold as frost, which firmly restrained Fang Zhensheng.

Fang Zhensheng was secretly annoyed, he still underestimated these two young people, and he was forced into such a situation by the two of them with only one carelessness.

He had a premonition of unease.