When Mrs. Tao saw that everyone in Qingyun Sect was chasing her, she did not see the other person who was with them. She frowned and asked sharply, "Where is Lao San Jiang?"

The Wild Dog Taoist shook his head, looked at Feng Yi and the other four, and said, "I haven't seen him come back, I think he's dead at their hands."

The boss and the other two years ago, when they heard this, all their expressions changed and they were moved. Mrs. Tao was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice: "What should we do now? If the 'blood-sucking monster' is pursued, we will not be able to explain!"

The few people spoke without shyness, and seemed to have not taken the four people in Qingyun Sect seriously.

Therefore, Feng Yi and the others heard this clearly. Zeng Shu had a puzzled writing and whispered to his fellow disciples: "A few of us, who killed the important person on the other side?" Lu Xueqi had not spoken to those people in the Blood Refining Hall, so she knew who she was killing, so she shook her head slightly.

Feng Yi knew who the other party was talking about. He couldn't help but recall the tragic character in the trapped corridor in his mind, and chuckled and said, "If I remember correctly, the person they were talking about should be the one who died at the hands of Junior Brother Zhang. It was also one of the three who sneaked into me at the beginning!"

Zeng Shushu's eyes shone brightly, and he was surprised and couldn't help but praise: "No, Junior Brother Zhang! I didn't expect that I had a fierce fight with Junior Sister Lu for a while, but I got rid of some irrelevant characters. But you made contributions and eliminated important figures of the Demon Cult. I really admire you!"

Lu Xueqi couldn't help but look at him with a strange look.

The four Qingyun Sect talked so calmly when facing the Demon Sect, which of course made the boss feel unhappy. After pondering for a while, he followed Mrs. Tao's words and said, "Since that's the case, we will take down these Qingyun juniors and leave them to the blood-sucking seniors to deal with them by themselves. I think we can get over it." When the others heard this, they nodded and said yes.

I don’t know how the boss got that year, so I took a few steps forward and looked at Qingyun and the other four, saying, “I advise you to surrender, so as not to break your bones and tendons when you start to use your hands, and you will suffer more from the pain of your flesh and blood!”

Lu Xueqi was jealous of evil and said coldly as if Duan Bing Cheyu: "How dare the evil heretics speak wildly? There is no need to show off your verbal advantage. Today is your death!" Zeng Shushu also said: "Junior Sister Lu is right. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been in harmony. Why do you need to speak too much? Let's come over!"

The old man suddenly looked ugly and his eyes turned cold: "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"

The four people from Qingyun Sect saw the old man with a beard, snorting coldly, their eyes wide open, and there was no special movement. They just glared at the four people, and suddenly they saw that their right eye on their faces doubled strangely, turning into a red color.

This was the first time Zeng Shushu and the other two saw such evil secret techniques as the old man. They were surprised and were very cautious. They only felt that such an eyeball was hanging on their faces, which looked funny and terrifying.

Then!

A red light flashed in the big eyes, and a blood-colored light shot out, and lightning came!

Feng Yi stood in front, sacrificed the fairy sword, and stimulated a sword light to protect the body, blocking the blood-colored red light. The red light flashed and collided with the sword light. Feng Yi heard a "sneer" sound, and then the sword light flashed, and the red light actually penetrated and fell on the fairy sword!

“Huh?”

Feng Yi felt that the "Mingquan" fairy sword seemed to tremble, and hurriedly recalled it to his hand. He saw a trace of blood on the blade. The spiritual light of the fairy sword was dim than before, and the magic power caused the operation to be unsatisfied. In the fairy sword, there was obviously an evil force attacking, covering the spirituality of the fairy sword.

It was not until he used his true energy to activate the energy in the magic weapon to drive away the evil power and the blood stain on the sword blade disappeared, and he returned to normal.

Feng Yi couldn't help but sternly and said, "The spirituality of the 'Red Demon Eye' is really a bit strange!"

Seeing that his secret technique was effective, the old man was intimidating the Qingyun disciple. He immediately showed pride. His eyes rolled and his red light flashed again. Since Feng Yi had felt the power of the "Red Demon Eye", he was willing to accept the call. He immediately stepped aside and said quickly: "Junior Brother Zhang, let's see you next!"

At first, Feng Yideng had already explained the magic weapon secret technique of the people in the Blood Refining Hall to the three of them. Among them, as the oldest leader of the current sect, his evil secret technique of "Red Demon Eyes" is the top priority.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan was not surprised, and stood up with a serious expression and held the "fire burning stick". When the boss shot a red light that year, he immediately threw up the magic weapon and turned into a black green light to resist the blood-colored red light. The two met in mid-air. Zhang Xiaofan felt a huge force shaking from the magic weapon, and then took the magic weapon and hurriedly went to see it. Sure enough, the "fire burning stick" was still dark and ugly, as if it was not affected at all.

Zhang Xiaofan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself that although my "fire-burning stick" was a little ugly, fortunately, my life was hard, so it played a role at this time.

The old man was confused and was surprised that the secret technique he had just cultivated for more than 300 years had not worked, and he quickly shot out a red light. Zhang Xiaofan still caught it, and there was nothing unusual. The old man's face suddenly changed, and his red eyes flashed, and three red lights were shot out in an instant. After a slight pause, three more red lights shot away!

Faced with such a fast and intensive attack, everyone behind the old man was surprised. Zhang Xiaofan naturally responded very reluctantly. He was pushed by the huge force and could not stop retreating. Feng Yi came forward to catch him before stopping. But as far as the fact is concerned, he completely took over the old man's secret technique, and his magic weapon was even more damaged!

The old man's face turned pale at this time, and he was confused.

He naturally didn't know that the "Red Demon Eye" used the power of evil and evil blood to defile the magic weapon and was unpredictable. When encountering the immortal sword like "Mingquan", "Xuanyuan" was of course invincible. However, because it exposed its background, it was naturally useless to "Soul Devouring" the ancestor of evil and evil spirit.

Feng Yi knew in his heart that others might not.

Lin Feng, who was standing next to him with evil faces, raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Boss, are you okay? Even a young Qingyun Sect disciple can't take it down. Your 'Red Demon Eye' is completely useless."

The old man opened his huge eyes and was extremely angry when he heard this, but he had no time to speak at the critical point of the magic weapon in charge of the charming lady Tao. However, the charming lady Tao frowned and looked at him and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin Feng, the enemy is in front of us, we are fellow practitioners. How can we say such words at this moment?"

Lin Feng sneered, and even came out over the New Year's Eve and laughed loudly: "A few young boys can also be called great enemies? Well, let you see my methods!"

The old boss looked at Lin Feng's back with a gloomy face. He didn't know what he thought of, but he snorted coldly, and then put away his magical powers and said coldly: "Since that's the case, fellow Taoist please let's wait and see!"

Lin Feng sneered and did not respond.

On the side of Qingyun, Lu Xueqi looked at Lin Feng for a moment, turned her head, and asked in her eyes. Feng Yi nodded and replied with affirmation. She immediately knew that this person was her opponent. - The successor of the Fengyue Ancestor of Jieshi Mountain!

Lin Feng has a very high opinion of himself and has never seen Qingyun and the other four men look down on him in front of his magical powers.

However, when Lu Xueqi stood up and took over Zhang Xiaofan, who had consumed his true energy, he couldn't help but be shocked by his appearance as a god. He was moved and couldn't help but speak loudly. However, Lu Xueqi had no intention of talking to these demon demons at all. With a wave of "Tianya", he pinched the sword technique in his hand, shouted "Death", and then slashed away with one sword!

If you haven't fought with Lu Xueqi, you won't know how powerful she is.

At least in Feng Yi's opinion, Lu Xueqi's talent in sword art is even better than Qi Hao, the Dragon Shou Peak, but he lacks the brewing time.

Lin Feng's face was only a few moves, and his face immediately became serious and cautious. Lu Xueqi's sword technique was so sharp that it was far better than he expected. Every time the blue-lighted fairy sword was cut out, he felt a sense of terror. Thinking of his sturdyness just now, Lin Feng looked ugly, shocked and angry, and used all the means to try to regain his advantage.

Mrs. Tao saw the magic weapon in Lu Xueqi's hand from afar, and her heart moved. She stepped forward and whispered to the old boss: "Did you see clearly?"

The old man was shocked and suspicious, and his eyes showed greed: "That's right, it's 'Tianya'!"

Mrs. Tao's eyes were also hot: "Lin Feng gained the upper hand in a while, you cooperate with me to take action, let's 'Tianya'!"

The situation is getting worse and worse, and the two magic weapons are crisscrossing, and the figures of the double rebellion can no longer be seen clearly.

"It's now!"

Mrs. Tao chuckled and suddenly lost her trace.

The old boss took a few steps forward, used the "Red Demon Eye" and shouted: "Let's take action together and take down these Qingyun Sect disciples!"

Feng Yi felt that he had been locked on them, so how could he let his sneak attack succeed? Almost at the same time as the old man shouted, Feng Yi also made a quick decision. It was already good to delay for so long: "Junior Brother Zhang, go and support Junior Sister Lu. Senior Brother Zeng, let's go!"

Zeng Shushu's purple light shining brightly, reflecting on his side, and laughed loudly: "It's been a long time now! The demon sect, eat my sword!" Seeing him use a sword technique, the magic sword's light surged and rushed towards the disciples of the Blood Refining Hall. Feng Yi even looked so terrifyingly, and he faced the opponent according to the previous response.

"ah!"

"Damn woman, how dare you hurt me?"

No one expected that when the devil and the demons suddenly launched a decisive battle, Lin Feng showed his figure from the fierce battle, his left arm was blood-red and his face was ferocious. How could a proud heart bear the insult of defeat?

Swish—!

With a crisp sound, Lin Feng's magic weapon of folding fan opened with a snap. On the fan of the folding fan, a picture was drawn in the style of ink, with a mountain, a river and a big roc spreading wings. This painting is delicate and the composition is clever, and it has an unusual meaning.

"Mountain and River Fan!"

Zeng Shushu exclaimed.

"Fellow Daoist Lin Feng, you must not - Damn! Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

The old man had a stinking face. Everyone who had just been besieged by his orders was a little puzzled at this time. However, most of them followed his orders and retreated quickly. It was because Lin Feng had no concern about the people in the Blood Refining Hall, throwing the folding fan upwards, activate the magic trick, and the folding fan shone golden light, and then suddenly disappeared.

Invisibly, a powerful force sinks like a mountain, suppressing everyone's hearts.

Lu Xueqi's true energy surged, and the blue light of the fairy sword reflected her fair face, looking at the evil demon man with caution.

In a moment!

The wind rises and the clouds surge.

The faint ink and water charm emerges deep underground, and all kinds of strange phenomena appear.

While Lu Xueqi was shocked and suspicious, she suddenly heard a loud noise. The phantom of the treasure fan appeared from the air and kept shaking. After a moment, the mountain on the fan moved out of it in a very magical way. Just under the attention of everyone, the mountain picture turned into reality, growing in the wind, and grew to a hundred feet in an instant, completely becoming a hill made of rocks, almost filling the entire huge underground space!
Chapter completed!