These people are also outstanding disciples trained by Bihai Pavilion.
Seeing this scene, outsiders just sighed, but the monks of Bihai Pavilion turned pale.
Among these disciples, one happened to be the disciple of Venerable Fu Cang.
At that time, Venerable Fu Cang's beloved disciple almost went crazy because of this incident. Afterwards, he also had inner demons and was unwilling to accept any more disciples.
And I have been looking for evidence from that year over the years.
Fu Cang actually didn't believe that it was a child named Xi He who did it.
Now that you’ve seen all the things He Yuan has done, what else don’t you understand?
Thinking of his helpless disciple, for a moment he wanted to turn around and leave, leaving He Yuan here to be embarrassed and settle the score with him when he returned to the sect.
But in the end, it was the sect's honor that had the upper hand. Venerable Fu Cang stood there holding back his anger, wanting to secretly help.
The ice mist bubble was changing rapidly, and Venerable He Yuan's aura changed from peaceful to violent and sinister.
The dissatisfaction that had been hidden in his heart for these years was brought out by the ice fog bubbles, and he exuded an angry aura.
Mania, gloom, and murderous intent enveloped He Yuan's whole person.
His expression was uncertain, changing rapidly, and there were traces of red in his eyes.
When Lin Qi wanted to secretly cast the third ice mist bubble, Venerable He Yuan was already overcome by irritability. ap.
His consciousness alternated between clarity and chaos.
When he realized that he was being pulled into the illusion by external forces, Master He Yuan became furious.
He raised his hand and exploded two layers of ice mist bubbles, and the murderous intent on his body almost solidified.
The evil spirit soared into the sky and rushed towards the face, making the person unable to breathe.
These murderous intentions were undoubtedly aimed at Lin Qi.
People trapped in ice fog bubbles will retain all their memories.
Lin Qi has already verified it in Yuanye.
So she had no doubt at all about Venerable He Yuan's determination to cut her into pieces.
Lin Qi ran towards Lord Jin'an without saying a word. Unfortunately, no matter how fast she was, she could not be faster than Lord He Yuan.
The moment the ice mist bubble burst, Lord He Yuan realized what had happened, and just wanted to kill Lin Qi first to vent his anger.
No compromises!
His cultivation level instantly rose from the middle stage of Nascent Soul to Mahayana. He formed a palm with four fingers and clapped toward the void.
Five phantoms of cranes with different postures flapped their wings and roared, appearing around Lin Qi, blocking her way out.
The invisible sword energy had already condensed, shuttled around Lin Qi, and the sharp energy was already fighting against the cold energy released by Lin Qi.
Lord He Yuan did not approach Lin Qi this time. He was hanging in the void, standing not far away.
The palm of the hand condensed, and a slender sword with a crane cloud pattern hung in the palm of the hand.
The sword energy almost condensed into substance, flowing around the sword body, exuding a terrifying aura.
Venerable Jin'an's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously drew his sword and rushed forward to stop him.
Unfortunately, because Lin Qi accepted the challenge, there were only Venerable He Yuan and Lin Qi within ten miles.
For Mahayana venerables, ten miles is only a matter of a few breaths, but it is these few breaths that can already determine life and death.
Venerable He Yuan's fingertips moved slightly, and the slender crane cloud pattern sword was unsheathed, carrying the power of tearing the sky.
There was faint thunder rolling around, and golden evil spirits rising.
The long sword pierced the void, like an unsheathed arrow, its tail dragging cold light.
A huge crane figure spread its wings in front of Lin Qi, its wings spread lightly, and countless hurricanes rose from the ground, connecting the sky and the earth.
The sky suddenly changed, the wind howled, the sword energy raged, and the territory was filled with the aura of killing.
As soon as he opened and closed his eyes, the crane was already in front of him.
Hidden under the shadow is a long sword with radiant cold light.
Lin Qi was trapped by five phantoms, and the terrifying suppression brought about by her Mahayana cultivation made her unable to resist.
The golden elixir was completely empty, and the body was extremely tired, unable to break away at all.
He could only watch the cold light sword tip magnify in his eyes.
Lin Qi's whole body was filled with blood-red murderous intent
Package, death comes as expected.
Venerable He Yuan seemed to have seen the sight of the crane sword penetrating her head, and a stern smile appeared on his lips.
However, the smile was only halfway through when it suddenly froze.
A huge Tai Chi diagram composed of black and white suddenly appeared on the ground.
A soft and strong force invisiblely shuttled around, spreading to the entire Tiandi Duxianquan area in the blink of an eye.
In front of the crane sword, a rotating, palm-sized black and white pattern also appeared.
Like an extremely powerful defensive barrier, it expands countless times during rotation.
It was also like a black and white wall, standing firmly in front of Lin Qi, as solid as a mountain.
The Crane Sword is at the center of the Tai Chi Liang Yi Diagram, and the sword energy and the black and white energy intertwine and collide.
The extremely sharp sword energy was swallowed up inch by inch, and even became entangled with the black and white energy.
The offensive and aura on the sword were resolved bit by bit.
Lin Qi looked at the black and white Liangyi diagram in front of her in surprise. There was a faint familiar aura in it, as if it was of the same lineage as the Tai Chi Liangyi sword she practiced.
But the purity of this breath, the softness and hardness contained in it, the breath of nature and all things, are extremely profound.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have almost thought that this Tai Chi Liang Yi wall had been integrated into everything.
Through divine detection, there is no sense of existence at all.
Those who can reach this level must have Mahayana cultivation.
Who is secretly helping her? !
Lin Qi raised her head and quickly looked around, but she didn't find a stranger.
Instead, Venerable Jin'an from a distance was already charging towards him with his sword.
The sword in Venerable He Yuan's hand was still entangled with the Tai Chi Liang Yi Diagram, so he had to raise his arm to resist.
The long sword fell, and a wave of air spread out from his arm.
The water in the surrounding mountains exploded in an instant, and a hundred miles in radius was hit by the air waves and was almost razed to the ground.
Both are Mahayana monks, and Venerable He Yuan is one level higher than Venerable Jin'an.
He thought that with his own strength, he wouldn't be afraid to block the sword.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when he frantically mobilized the spiritual energy around him, the movement of the Nascent Soul within his body suddenly stagnated.
His face turned green, and his spiritual energy was in chaos, impacting his meridians and heart. Not only was he unable to form a move, but one of his arms was cut off by Venerable Jin'an's sword.
"puff!"
Venerable He Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his arm fell along with his sleeve, and bright red blood splashed out.
The body fell hard to the ground, making a huge pit.
Venerable Jin'an was holding a blood-stained sword, and his expression was dull for a moment.
For Mahayana cultivation, half a step is a natural chasm.
She thought it was great that she could stop Lord He Yuan with this sword, but she didn't expect that it could cut off one of Lord He Yuan's arms.
It was really unexpected.
At this time, in front of Lin Qi, the hanging crane sword was blocked by the black and white diagram.
A woman wearing a black robe and flowing Taoist uniform stood cross-legged.
Her appearance seemed to freeze the world at that moment.
The passage of time and space seems to be blocked.
Lin Qi continued to lie on the ground, following the female Taoist with her eyes.
She saw Lord He Yuan's crane sword held in her hand and thrown away casually.
The shadow of the sword penetrated the void, as if cutting through this static world, ushering in sound and the flow of time again.
