Bei Quan was well aware of the final destination of the corpses of those spiritual beasts. He hesitated again and again, but reminded him: "Elder Xiong, don't overdo it. There will be no demons at the Demon Slaying Conference, and it will be difficult to explain to the great masters of the various sects who were invited. "
How Xiong Youyou broke through the bottleneck and became the Supreme Elder, other disciples of Tianyan Sword Sect don't know, but he, the Palm Peak of Divine Sword Peak, knows it very well.
That was blood and tears every step of the way.
——It’s just the blood and tears of monster beasts.
Now that the Mahayana demon cultivator Lu Jiucheng is in Xiong Youyou's palm, he is afraid that he will be able to add another boost to her practice.
At that time, Xiong Youyou will no longer be the last among the Supreme Elders, and it is almost certain that she will be promoted to the middle or upper position.
But in this way, the Tianyan Sword Sect will not attack the Supreme Elder, but will only hold him accountable for being in the Void Refining Stage, and a few people will fan the flames and add insult to injury...
I don’t know how many people in Tianyan Sword Sect are staring at this fat guy at Palm Peak of Divine Sword Peak!
Hearing this, Xiong Youyou looked at Bei Quan coldly, smiled suddenly, and said with approval: "Bei Zhangfeng really has the overall situation in mind. Don't worry, the monsters in the Mahayana stage will not die so easily. I will try to stop it."
Seeing her smiling face, Bei Quan couldn't help but shudder, secretly hating himself for talking too much.
Anyway, you don’t have to watch Lu Jiu suffer, so why are you so soft-hearted?
Bei Quan smiled apologetically and said, "Elder Xiong is a very perceptive person. It's me who looks forward and backward and thinks too much. One day I have to go to Wulu Mountain to find Du Quegu and ask for a few bottles of tranquilizing elixirs."
After saying that, he clasped his hands and saluted, turned around and left the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
When he left, Xiong Youyou waved his free hand, and the two thick black iron doors of the Hidden Sword Pavilion made a thunderous sound and gradually closed with a roar.
Then, she used her sword to burn a streak of sword energy on the black iron gate.
Even if other Supreme Elders come to the Hidden Sword Pavilion and see this sword energy, they will not rush in and become her enemy.
After doing this, Xiong Youyou maintained the sword formation, raised the sword, and started gesticulating on Lu Jiu from a distance.
When you encounter a Mahayana monster for the first time, where should you start?
The spine meat is fresh and tender, the back neck is tender, the back meat is soft and tender, the shoulder meat is smooth and tender, the tendon meat is elastic and tender...
Why don't you give me some?
Lu Jiu was lying on the ground, feeling the tangible greed and desire through the sword formation.
Out of curiosity, he quietly turned his face away at the risk of being scratched by the sword energy.
Seeing this, Lu Jiu almost got up from the ground.
Suddenly, the four swords in the sword formation came out at once, and the sword light danced wildly, cutting several holes in the Guiyi Sect Taoist robe that he carefully protected.
The sound of breaking cloth brought Lu Jiu back to his senses, and he lay back down unwillingly with his eyes wide open.
Memories of my childhood flooded my mind.
According to ordinary people, Lu Jiu grew up eating the "milk of a hundred wolves".
Before he even opened his eyes, his mother was spotted and abducted by a passing monk while she was out looking for food.
That's okay.
After all, Jiu Jie Lang looks cute and cute, and it often happens that he is captured and used as a contracted spirit pet.
Who knows, this trip can also help the Jiujielang clan to find a fairyland.
Moreover, his mother was not a high-level monster at the time, and the value of her flesh, flesh, and skin was very limited.
When Lu Jiu started eating bamboo, his mother, whom he had never met before, returned to the clan territory covered in bruises. She drove the entire Jiujie Wolf clan to migrate without caring about healing herself.
Lu Jiu still clearly remembers that after the whole clan left their ancestral land, his mother once raised her paw and caressed the top of his head, leaving a small leather bag filled with milk balls, and then left in a hurry.
After thousands of years, Lu Jiu never saw her again.
Later, he learned to make various concentrated meatballs without any teacher, and his cultivation gradually increased and he also realized the innate magical power. From time to time, he would go down to the mountains to inquire about information, but he always found nothing.
Until just now, Lu Jiu was not sure where to find his mother, who was most likely to have also opened up her spiritual wisdom.
Lu Jiu just saw clearly that the small leather bag containing the concentrated milk balls was
The texture of his fur is exactly the same as the texture of the scabbard of the female cultivator outside the sword formation!
After contacting Tianyan Sword Sect's "Refining Love and Enlightenment", Lu Jiu figured out everything in an instant.
The one who kidnapped my mother in the first place was most likely the female cultivator outside the sword formation.
This man...he's going to kill him!
However, he was currently trapped in the sword formation and at a disadvantage, and he was not sure what the strength of that person was.
At this moment, Xiong Youyou's eyes fell on Lu Jiu's broken robe of the Guiyi Sect, and he couldn't help but pause with the spiritual sword in his hand.
She returned the sword to its sheath and said, "I'm Xiong Youyou, Demon Immortal Lu Jiu from the Tianyan Sword Sect. I've heard about the name for a long time, and it's like thunder in my ears. Lu Daoyou is good at refining elixirs and medicines, so he should have no shortage of spiritual stones. As a demon cultivator, he doesn't need a spiritual sword by his side. , why did you come to my Tianyan Sword Sect to steal the sword?"
Hearing this, Lu Jiu thought about it and replied: "Who stole the sword? I just want to see the Tianyan Sword Sect's fairy sword! Isn't it okay to be curious?"
Xiong Youyou did not comment on this statement and asked: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Lu lives alone, why did he put on the robe of the Guiyi Sect? Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Lu has some kind of relationship with the Guiyi Sect?"
"What kind of friendship? What kind of friendship can there be? By chance, I met a disciple of the Guiyi Sect. She gave it to me. Do I need to report to you cultivators one by one what kind of robe I wear?" Lu Jiu denied it. He said, "Why don't you let me out quickly?! This sword formation won't be able to trap me for long. When I get out on my own, it won't end well."
Xiong Youyou smiled at the threat and said nothing, and pointed it towards Lu Jiu with his sword.
In the sword formation, the four swords seemed to have received the order, and they all drew a line of sword energy and merged into one, rushing straight towards Lu Jiu's heart.
Lu Jiu was on guard for a long time. He jumped up against the overwhelming pressure, raised his hands and gathered his strength to block the fatal blow.
No matter how strong his physical body was, he could not withstand the combined blow of nearly four immortal swords.
The fairy sword penetrated the palm, plunged into the chest, and stopped just before the heart.
Blood gurgled out of his hand, and the belated pain almost made Lu Jiu howl.
The sword energy dissipated, and the wounds on his chest and palms healed instantly.
But at the same time, the retreating sword energy had carried the oozing blood towards Xiong Youyou.
Lu Jiu had no other choice but to take a good look at Xiong Youyou outside the formation and swallow a few drops of his own blood into his mouth.
Tasting the familiar yet unfamiliar scent in the blood, Xiong Youyou's eyes lit up. Read the book
She looked at Lu Jiu with burning eyes and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Lu is actually the bloodline of my late beloved pet! You and I are so destined!"
Lu Jiu took advantage of her momentary distraction, seized the opportunity, and swung out several afterimages with his sharp claws, followed by four oval space cracks as high as one person.
The fairy swords responded separately, each passing through and sewing to seal a spatial rift.
Lu Jiu reached out with his claws and grabbed the quasi-immortal sword, and gave it a neat knee strike.
With a "ding" sound, the sword broke and the formation broke.
