Poisonous clouds rolled over the sea, and flying swords galloped. It seemed inextricable, but Yunyao saw that the poisonous gas was superior.
Donghai Sword Immortal also saw the problem and said: "The old poison monster's poison attack is so powerful, the guys in Meishan are probably going to suffer a loss."
??????????????? It was indeed the case, just listen to the Master of Bai Du Sect shout: "Poison Blade in the Heart." Poison Sea moved upon hearing the sound, and actually condensed and shrank into a ten-foot-long sharp blade fighting against the Meishan Flying Sword.
The flying sword, which had long been corroded by the flying poisonous sea, could not withstand the heavy blow of the poisonous blade in the heart, and turned into fragments all over the sky.
The leader of Meishan's natal flying sword was destroyed, and his magic power immediately backfired on his internal organs. His throat felt sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the Baidu Sect Master looked as ferocious as a beast at this moment. The ten-foot poison blade was divided into hundreds of poisonous swords and shot out, trying to kill the leader of Meishan on the spot.
Just when the poisonous blade was approaching, the sky burst into sword light. The sword light illuminated it, and all evils gave way, and the poisonous blade disappeared in an instant.
"Hiding mountains and rivers is also hiding, and there is no competition in the world for the original truth. I send you a message that the famous sword has no intention, and we should be Taixu people." The poem's trumpet fell with the light of the sword, and the killing moves were eliminated in the conversation and laughter, forcing Graman to be full. .
Yunyao looked at him and wanted to learn how to show off. He looked up and saw a white-robed Taoist descending from the bright sword light. He was in his early thirties, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, like an immortal general.
"Greetings, Master." The sword cultivators on the ship below greeted in unison, letting everyone know that the person coming was the Sect Master.
Donghai Sword Immortal has a sword energy that does not belong to him. Although the wound on his neck has long since disappeared, the sword energy of the master of the Sword Sect has not been refined and digested by Donghai Sword Immortal. The sword energy senses that the master is eager to try again. The white-haired old man looked very ugly. Sure enough, as soon as the other party arrived, his wound started to hurt.
"You are finally here?" When the leader of the Baidu Sect looked at the visitor, his expression was serious, because the leader of the Sword Sect was more terrifying than the leader of Meishan. Now that the other party has rescued the leader of Meishan, he is obviously siding with Meishan, and the situation is very unfavorable. Meishan and Shushan were originally allies, and with the addition of a Sword Sect leader, the situation was very bad. "Old waste, let's work together. Once we kill all three of them, we'll take turns taking the East China Sea Spirit Pearl. You take it one year and I take it one year. What do you think?"
The Sword Immortal of the East China Sea called the Master of the Baidu Sect an old poison monster, and the Master of the Baidu Sect simply called him an old loser.
However, the Sword Immortal of the East China Sea will definitely not accept this proposal. This is seeking the skin of a tiger. Even if they can defeat the three of them by working together, the leader of the Baidu Sect will definitely kill him in the end. The Sword Immortal of the East China Sea has decided not to go. The water was muddy, and this time he wanted to sit on the sidelines, so he said: "I'm not here for the spirit beads today, I'm just here to join in the fun, so I won't participate in the battle."
The master of the Hundred Poison Sect secretly told the cunning old fox that since he couldn't find an ally, he could only fight one against three. He said loudly: "Haha, don't think that if you guys get together, I am really afraid of you. Shushan, Mei Shan, Sword Sect, you all can come together and see the power of my "Poison Sea Magical Power"." Boom, the purple poison sea has become as thick as ink, and the master of the Baidu Sect got ready to show off his skills.
However, the Sword Sect Master¡¯s mind was not on the battlefield, or even on the treasures. Instead, he frowned and looked at the western sky. It seemed that the most difficult things were there.
Yunyao couldn't help but look over, and finally saw a horrifying scene. She saw a young Rakshasa monk stepping on a corpse and flying over. The scene was very funny, as if the corpse was a flying sword.
The monks from the Rakshasa Kingdom also saw the people coming, and they emerged from the darkness one after another and immediately surrounded the scene. The leader was a pale-faced Rakshasa strong man with black smoky makeup. He looked at all the sword cultivators present with contempt and said : "If you don't want to die, get out. Ding Haizhu will belong to our Rakshasa Kingdom Ghost Tomb Sect."
The leader of the Sword Sect just asked: "Did you kill the leader of Shushan?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, especially the expressions of the three hundred Qingcheng disciples changed greatly. They originally thought it was strange why the leader had not arrived, but they did not expect to know the news about the leader's death from the sect leader's mouth.
The leader of Baidu Sect, the leader of Meishan, and the Donghai Sword Immortal were also stunned. The leader of Shushan was a Yuanshen realm monk with the same name as them. How could he die? Who can kill him?
Yunyao secretly thought, could it be that the body of the leader of Shushan was beneath the feet of this young Rakshasa?
When the young Rakshasa approached, the excitement of the three hundred Qingcheng disciples also proved Yunyao's suspicion that the body that was trampled under his feet was really the body of the leader of Shushan.
"Headmaster?" The sounds of sadness that came and went were moving. The three hundred Qingcheng disciples showed their true feelings. They were shocked and angry. They didn't know what the situation was.
"The leader of Shushan is in a complete mess. It is interesting to have Yidan monks." The young Rakshasa who stepped on the corpse of the leader of Shushan was obviously not a normal person. The murderous aura on his body was very strong, as if he had come from the sea of ????blood in the mountain of corpses. ?It's the same as in the human world.
Now his ruthless, indifferent and provocative eyes are jumping between the Sword Sect leader and Yunyao. It is obvious that he has seen that these two people have different elixirs, and they are the prey that makes people excited.
"Haha, this is the Yidan killer carefully cultivated by our Rakshasa Ghost Tomb Sect. From the moment he was born, we have captured Yidan monks to kill him to improve his cultivation and hone his murderous aura. None of you are his opponent. ." The leader of the Rakshasa was the leader of the Ghost Tomb. He declared loudly and confidently. It was obviously an extremely inhumane cultivation method, but they were not ashamed of it but proud of it.
The Yidan Killer is also very abnormal. He probably has been fighting since he was a child, so his brain is not bright at all. He looks at everyone like prey.
"The ghost cultivators in the Rakshasa Kingdom are already weird enough, and this Ghost Tomb Sect is even more weird among the weirdest." Yunyao couldn't help but say, although she had long heard that because Rakshasa is a ghost cultivator country, there are always I didn¡¯t expect that after actually encountering some weird cultivation methods, I would refresh my three views and lower my limits.
"Isn't the Ghost Tomb Sect afraid of being killed by the monks in the world?" the leader of the Sword Sect asked seriously.
"Haha, what do you people know? Especially those of you who have magical elixirs and are favored by heaven, you don't understand the difficulties of ghost cultivators like us." The head of the ghost tomb said plausibly: "You have the blessing of luck. , can turn danger into danger, so how can we understand the pain of us ghost cultivators who are forced to fight and die? Especially Yidan monks, why can you produce more powerful Yidan than ordinary monks? So we have to Kill all the Yidan cultivators in the world, rob you of your luck, and let you know the pain of being defeated."
Yunyao felt that this rhetoric sounded familiar. A few decades ago, the female disciple of the Antarctic Immortal had also made such remarks, saying that the way of heaven was unfair and that children of destiny could take care of themselves and be happy without doing anything. She looked down on people, so she killed her sister to steal her luck.
The Rakshasa in front of him seemed to think so too, but he didn't target the Son of Luck, but the Yidan cultivator. It was very unfortunate that Yunyao had both. He was the son of destiny, and he also had the strange and mysterious White Lotus Pill.
The Yidan Killer? Yunyao said that these ghost cultivators really have ideas and can already feel strong jealousy from them. Since the Yidan Killer can kill the leader of Shushan, it means that this ghost cultivator's cultivation level is not low.
Yunyao has not yet had murderous intentions, but the Sword Sect leader has decided to kill the Yidan killer to set the record straight. His body is like a sword, his spirit is like a sword, his mind is like a sword, and his power is like a sword. His inner elixir is a sword. , seems to be born for the sword.
"Come on, let me kill you." Yidan Killer was also very excited. He didn't want Ding Haizhu, he just wanted to kill people. Obviously he is the main force in this battle, and the other Rakshasa's goal is to seize the treasure.
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