While everyone was thinking wildly and in shock, more than a dozen figures shot out from the gray mist in the sky in two directions, one direction towards the Demon Sect, and the other towards the mountain peak where the demon cultivator was.
The cold voice sounded again, "Haha, what a good idea. I have really worked hard for decades. It has been found out. Yin Congfeng, you and the other three people have left behind everyone from Shibuyuan, Taixuan Sect, and Pure Land Sect." I will be a guest for a few days, and I will make a decision after I have an explanation with these old guys from the sect."
As he spoke, except for the middle-aged black-robed elder of the Sprite Sect who was thrown back to the mountain where he was, a dozen other people had been thrown to the mountain where the demon cultivator was.
Everyone was in a daze at first, and before they could react, the voice sounded again: "Xiao Zong, please wait and go back. As for the number of people who want to open the golden elixir to return, let Motian and Mingyu go and gather ten people." Yin Congfeng, please arrange for the other three sects to stay temporarily in Songtao Pavilion. As for the little guy who was poisoned in Shibuyuan, I will take action. But this poison is really strange, very weird and difficult to deal with..." In this area Amidst the words, the large gray mist slowly dissipated. After a while, the clear sky appeared in everyone's eyes again, leaving only a voice between heaven and earth, but there was a faint sense of ridicule in this voice, and at the end it seemed to be talking to itself. Talk to yourself.
These words came suddenly, and before everyone could react, the building was already empty. When the monks below came to their senses, there was only a lingering sound in the air, and the large gray mist disappeared out of thin air. From the beginning to the end, except for a dozen people who were sucked into the gray mist, no one could see the old demon clearly. What exactly does it look like.
When these words were heard in the ears of Shibuyuan, Pure Land Sect and Taixuan Sect, many people suddenly turned pale. Being a guest here was undoubtedly a hostage. King Xiahua Sword looked a little better. At least if this senior If he takes action, Wang Lang's life should be safe.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the three sects was extremely depressing, but before they could react, Yin Congfeng's cold voice sounded, echoing throughout the world. "Everyone, please!" He had already stepped from the mountain where the Demon Sect was located. He stepped out and stood in the air, looking at Shibuyuan, Taixuan Sect and Pure Land Sect with burning eyes.
On the top of the peak of the Sprite Sect, the middle-aged elder in black robes from Sixiang Peak was still sitting on the ground with a look of horror on his face. He had a dull look on his face. He had not recovered from the fear since he was thrown back. Elder Peng and others, especially Peak Master Yi, hurried forward to check.
The middle-aged elder in black robe sat on the ground blankly. Peak Master Yi had already grabbed his wrist. His spiritual power was about to carefully explore the elder in black robe. However, the moment his palm touched the elder in black robe, he sat down. The middle-aged man in black robe on the ground trembled all over, and violently threw away Peak Master Yi's arm. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, his eyes slowly focused. After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, sweat poured out of his forehead like a spring. The general flow came out uncontrollably. He didn't even bother to wipe the sweat, and said with trembling lips, "I...I...I'm fine." As soon as these words came out, it was as if a thousand pounds of weight had been lifted, and the whole body exhaled heavily. Take a breath.
But not only Elder Peng and the others, almost everyone was watching here. They had not heard the scream of the black-robed elder just now, and their curiosity doubled. When the seven elders Yi heard this, they also exhaled a long breath, glanced around, and released the shield again with a wave of their hands, only covering the eight golden elixir monks among them. How could such things be allowed to happen? Others learned that it might involve the Jindan monk’s face issue. Elder Yi's actions made the eyes around him suddenly filled with disappointment, but no one used their spiritual sense to investigate.
Next, in the black-robed monk's narration, the seven Peak Master Yi learned what happened. After more than a dozen of them were sucked into the gray mist, the old demon did not give them a chance to beg for mercy. He grabbed Yihuo in the palm of his hand and without hesitation directly used Soul Search on Yihuo Buddha. At the same time, he waved his other hand close to seal the tongue consciousness in the six consciousnesses of the middle-aged man in black robe and others, allowing them to There is no way to ask for mercy, but not sealing the other five senses, allowing them to feel the incomparable pain of the One Fire Buddha all the time.
A shrill scream, blood dripping from the seven orifices, and facial features that were so distorted that they were no longer human faces. Hangzhi, Xia Chi, and the middle-aged man in black robes looked at him with their souls in fear, but they couldn't open their mouths. The fear in their eyes became even stronger. Qiu Jiuzhen and a group of low-level monks were trembling with fear, their faces were ashen, and they had lost the courage to ask for mercy. Several Qi-Condensation stage monks rolled their eyes in fear amid the screams of fire. Passed out.
After searching for a fire of spiritual consciousness, the copper ghost beast seemed to have gained something. Its eyes flashed fiercely, and there was a hint of anger. This made Hangzhi and others so frightened that they almost fainted, and their bodies desperately wanted to shrink back. , but couldn't move a hair. This ferocious iron-backed copper ghost beast casually sealed Yihuo's tongue consciousness and threw it aside. His fierce gaze swept over the remaining people one by one. When he glanced at the middle-aged elder in black robe, he paused, narrowed his eyes as if thinking, and then fell directly on Hangzhi. This glance made Hangzhi let go. Zhijiao's body was trembling, her pretty face turned blue. Amid the old demon's sneer, he grabbed her and showed no mercy. After untying Hangzhi's tongue, he opened her mouth without waiting for her to beg for mercy. Searching the soul, the moment the sharp and shrill screams rang out, Hangzhi's expression was in extreme pain, with high veins on his face and neck. He had long lost his youthful youth. The middle-aged elders in black robes clearly saw that His expression showed enjoyment, and he even closed his eyes.
Just like this, amid the extreme terror of the middle-aged men in black robes, it was Xia Chi's turn...
In the end, the three people with bloody faces were thrown aside. They looked like they didn't know whether to live or die at all. The middle-aged elder in black robes had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for his fate to come at the next moment. However, after waiting for a while, There was no movement, but he heard the ferocious beast seeming to be talking to itself. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of ferocious eyes staring at him, which made him feel cold.
"You're lucky, little kid. I was originally worried that this matter was extremely secret, and that their memories might have been modified by the three sects' hidden divine transformation stages, but I couldn't find out. But you're lucky little kid, the three of them After comparing the memories, they are almost inseparable. You are all chosen by me at random. Presumably you are the real monks of the three sects in the transformation stage, and you will not have to modify the memories of these dozens of golden elixirs. If it is to protect them. The secret is, after these dozens of golden elixirs come down, even the old monster in the transformation stage will have to consume a lot of energy, and that's it.
In this case, there is no need to search for your soul. After all, your sect informed me of this matter. But just now you had the intention of killing someone with a borrowed knife, so if the memories of the three of them were slightly wrong just now, you won't be able to run away now. "
Just when the middle-aged elder in black robe was as if he was in a dream, the ferocious beast actually looked at Qiu Jiuzhen and others. However, he did not search for the soul next. He just moved his hand and struck Qiu Jiuzhen's frightened eyes. The storage bag flew over, and without any obstruction at all, it was easily opened by the ferocious beast's consciousness. With just a sweep of his consciousness, he took out a green gourd. At the same time, Qiu Jiuzhen was The consciousness left on the storage bag was forcibly wiped away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when she opened her mouth, but the ferocious beast didn't even look at her. With another move of his hand, Wang Lang's belongings fell into his hands, and at the moment when his consciousness was forcibly erased from the storage bag, the unconscious Wang Lang spurted out a mouthful of brown blood, and he spit it out. The moment his blood fell into the gray mist, the surrounding mist felt as if it had melted into brown.
After taking a look at the blood that Wang Lang spit out, and then at the slightly discolored gray mist, the beast's eyes froze for a moment, and then he curled his fingers with doubt in his eyes, and a drop of blood flew over from the mist. It fell on his fingertip, a drop of brown blood, and it felt like it wanted to corrode his fingers in his hand.
"Haha, this poison is not found in the secret realm. It seems to be the poison newly prepared by the Demon Sect, which is somewhat interesting." However, this poison did no harm to him, and it was just interesting. This made him He took one more look, and after that he gently rubbed his thumb and index finger, and the drop of blood turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared.
Wang Lang fell down again in a coma after spitting out blood. The beast also took out a green gourd from his storage bag. Looking at the two green gourds in front of him, the copper ghost beast's eyes were filled with fierce gleams. Shen, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
After a while, he set his sights on the eight Qi Condensation disciples of Taixuan Sect, and then his spiritual consciousness swept over each of them one by one. At his level of cultivation, there was no need to borrow external objects or use spirits to detect spiritual roots. After power detection and spiritual consciousness scanning one by one, he already understood in his heart that these eight Qi Condensation Stage disciples were indeed uniform, and they all had mixed spiritual roots of the Five Elements.
"Sure enough, there is something wrong. They are all miscellaneous spiritual roots. They are exactly the same as the three people remembered. How can we justify this without making them pay a heavy price? Last time, I only killed thousands of people. You asked me to pay for so many spiritual stones and treasures, and this time I asked you to spit out even the profits you earned." A fierce light flashed in his eyes, he already had a plan, and then he waved his hand to the middle-aged man in black robe. The elders and the other three sects all flew away from here.
After hearing this, Elder Peng and others really breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, the fourth-level monster really gave the Demon Sect some face, otherwise he would probably be the second person to search for souls.
At this moment, just as Yihuo, Hangzhi and others landed on the Yaoxiu Mountain Peak, dozens of Jindan elders from the three sects did not hesitate at all, but quickly flew over. After they checked, they couldn't help but relax. In one breath, the "Soul Searching Technique" was used by an old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage. It is really not comparable to the Golden Core Stage. If Golden Pills like Hang Wu and Xia Hua were searching for Soul Foundation Stage and Qi Condensation Stage monks, they would be searched. Everyone basically turned into idiots after the incident. Although Yihuo, Hangzhi, and Xiachi looked extremely miserable and their breath was weak to the bottom, their minds were still clear. It was obvious that the ferocious beast had used extremely clever methods. The method was not to search for souls by force, but to avoid some forbidden areas that were not allowed to touch at all. This allowed the three of them to retain their sanity, but even this caused a lot of damage to the three of them, and they needed at least a few years of recovery. It may even take more than ten years to recover, and the tyranny of the soul-searching technique may only be possible after the legendary divine transformation stage. As for Qiu Jiuzhen and the others, they were really shocked. Even the storage bag was returned to them, but two green gourds were missing.
At this point, Xiahua Sword King, Yisong Buddha and Hangwu Immortal Master knew that there was nothing they could do. The three sects of their own could not go back in any case without the permission of the other party, so they had to accept their fate and obey the temporary orders of the fourth-level monster. After leaving, Yin Congfeng ordered Jin Chuixuan and Wu Wu'an to "invite" each other to fly to three more peaks to gather the remaining personnel.
It’s just that everyone in the three sects looked fiercely at the peak of the Demon Sect, where Yan Motian and Lin Mingyu had already walked over and were talking quietly with Elder Peng and others, looking at the nearly a hundred monks from the three sects with unkind looks. With overwhelming hatred, the Demon Sect seemed to have not seen it and began to organize the team to return. They knew that the three sects could not take action no matter what. It was estimated that as soon as they made a move, the ferocious beast would appear here immediately.
The final result was something no one could have imagined. While Elder Peng and the others were talking, a cold voice came over, "Elder Peng, don't you think the one who won in the end was your Demon Sect. After several battles, all the remaining monks were left." At most, I still have something to hide." Xiahua Sword King said loudly as the leader flew towards the demon cultivators, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Three of your teams have come out in the Wheel of Life and Death. Even the cultivators in the secret realm don't have such strength. I am willing to be defeated." Immortal Commander Hang Wu also turned back, but with a smile on his face, and after saying that, he glanced at the demon cultivators.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect that all the donors could win the first and second place despite our calculations. This is not just a matter of supernatural power and scheming." Buddha Ichimatsu was a bachelor and directly admitted the calculation, and he returned the treasure. He solemnly saluted in the direction of the Sword Sect.
Having said that, the three people led the people behind them who were full of hatred and flew towards Yin Congfeng. Of course these people hated it. In addition to the failure of this plan, they were now treated as hostages and left here. There was a matter of life or death. , with the moodiness of the demon cultivator, he is naturally full of anxiety. The reason for this is that the Demon Sect is obstructing him.
But when the words of the three of them fell into the ears of Elder Peng and others, their expressions changed again and again. Each of the three said a sentence, which seemed simple, but every sentence was a murderous word. If the secret realm demon cultivator thought deeply, he would The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and it was not impossible to search their souls and detain them in the end. It was really killing without blood and borrowing money without leaving any trace.
