The long sword in Su Xu's hand danced rapidly and he said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, we all come from the Canglan Continent. The secret realm is dangerous. We should help each other and face it together."
As soon as he finished speaking, the big man who was kicked away by Yunli was full of ridicule: "How many people died at the hands of the same sect just now, and how few people died at the hands of fellow Taoists from the same continent? Help each other? How ridiculous!"
"That's right, there is only one Taoist artifact, and I got it today, the King of Heaven, who is also my enemy, Xiao Hao!" A Xiao family disciple said with a sneer.
Wei Lin ignored these words. What he cared about was the golden elixir monks fighting in the air.
Even if the Foundation Establishment cultivators chased after him, they would still be no match for Ah Li. What was difficult was that these Jindan Daoists were extremely fast. If they chased after him, Ah Li might not be able to outrun him.
Seeing that Yunli was about to escape the range of their consciousness, the Jindan masters in the air immediately stopped and wanted to chase after him.
If they really let a little mid-stage foundation-builder take away the Taoist artifact from under their noses, where would they put their face?
No, they want to stop, but some don't.
A crystal clear ice sword blocked their way, wisps of cold air emerged from the blade, and an indescribable cold seeped into every corner of their bodies.
In the previous melee, many people had already experienced the dominance of Chu Feng's Bingling Spiritual Root. His moves, as well as him, were all indescribably cold.
After practicing so far, the ordinary cold and heat had no effect on them. However, under this person's sword force, they once again experienced the cold that invaded the bone marrow.
Looking at Chu Feng standing silently in front of a huge ice flower that appeared and disappeared under his feet, a real person asked sternly: "What are you doing, fellow Taoist? Do you really want the treasure to be obtained by a small foundation building period?"
Chu Feng said nothing, but the ice sword became even colder.
Lin Chen hesitated, then flew over and blocked everyone's way.
In any case, the Taoist artifact was obtained by a disciple of their Taiyi Sect. With this Taoist artifact, the Taiyi Sect's strength in the secret realm became somewhat stronger.
Ye Chuning thought for a moment and decided to go over to help. If she could be recognized by the Dream-Slaying Sword, the little girl must have her own strengths and it would be good to have a good relationship.
The three young masters made a decision, and several other real people in Canglan Continent hesitated for a moment before taking action to stop them.
If the Taoist artifact falls into the hands of a foundation-building stager, they still have a chance to get it back. If it falls into the hands of a monk at the same level, it will be difficult to get it back.
Do me a favor now, and there are excuses for taking away the Taoist weapon later.
The banana fan carried Yunli and Li at a fast speed, and soon they came to the big tree where Wei Yu had been killed before. She looked at the sea of flowers, then at the dark hole, and jumped into the hole with Mu Yan in her arms.
The worst thing to avoid when escaping is that there is no way forward. Between the brightly lit sea of flowers and the dark hole, in the eyes of an uninitiated person, the sea of flowers must be their first choice, and most people will probably pursue it.
With Huahai's weirdness, not to mention killing them all, it would be no problem to stumble for a while, and he would be able to leave calmly.
After passing through the long narrow passage, a cup of tea finally landed.
The bottom of the cave is surprisingly big.
Yunli immediately found a corner and set up an isolation formation with his hands, and then used fire magic to illuminate the place.
Looking around, she asked curiously: "What do you think Master Wei Yu was sprayed out by?"
Under the firelight, everything in the cave of about ten square meters came into view clearly. Dead trees, cobwebs, rocks, and moss were all desolate. Except that it was a bit bigger, it looked like a normal abandoned cave.
Mu Yan's face turned pale. Except when she first entered the sect, she had not faced such danger for a long time. In those early days, the danger only came from the low-level qi-training monks of the sect.
She suddenly jumped a level and was chased by thousands of foundation-building monks. Her heart was still trembling even now.
Taking a deep breath and trying hard to stop her trembling body, she raised her eyes and glanced around, and suddenly caught a glimmer of light in the corner of her eye, "Look there!"
"firefly?"
On the bluestone cave wall covered with spider webs and dead branches, a small firefly lies quietly, with a halo of light at its tail flashing, but why is its light red?
Yunli stared at the little insect warily, "Is it possible that this is actually a monster?"
The strange thing is that she didn't feel any spiritual fluctuations in the fireflies. If it wasn't the weird red fluorescence, it was just an ordinary insect.
They were not given too much time to think, and soon a bunch of people fell down like dumplings.
Tens of thousands of people were chasing after them, and Wei Lin and others were close to intercept them. Only a few could stop them, and most of them had already chased them.
The hole was only so big, and the isolation formation was easily discovered. Yunli jumped out of the formation and struck with a knife before they could react.
The strong smell of blood filled the cave, more and more bodies fell down, and the tops fell one after another. Soon, a large number of people gathered in the cave.
Some people sneered: "Humph, I didn't expect you to seek your own death and hide here!"
"Even if a teenage girl has high talent but lacks experience, it's not surprising that she would hide here. It's so safe in the dark." As soon as the man finished speaking, someone immediately answered, with a sinister tone. ridicule.
Yunli didn't want to go to such a place, but she didn't want to go to the sea of flowers. It would be fine if there were only poisons. With her invulnerable physique and the Yue Ying Ming Xin Umbrella protecting A Yan, she was not afraid. .
But the sea of flowers is not only poisonous, but the most terrifying thing is that the space is unstable. If you are accidentally caught by the turbulent flow of space, you will either lose your arms or legs or die on the spot. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will not live long if you accidentally fall into the void.
During the siege, You Yuan's eyes fell on the peach-pink knife in her hand, revealing her greed.
As she moves, pieces of bright peach blossoms seem to fly down, making people feel like they are in a soft and beautiful peach blossom forest.
The faint silver light disappeared in the rustling peach blossoms, and wherever it passed there was bound to be blood. Few people could survive under her knife.
After discovering this fact, some people couldn't help but want to give up. They originally thought that she was in the early stage of foundation building and she was young, so she had just established the foundation. Who would have expected that after so long, she didn't fall behind at all, and she didn't show any flaws.
On the contrary, they were outnumbered. In this short period of time, twenty or thirty people had died under her knife.
Seeing this, You Yuan hurriedly said: "Junior Sister Yun, you already have the Dream-Slaying Sword, why bother trying to compete with us for the Taoist weapon? Your sword is no worse than the Taoist weapon."
Her words instantly turned everyone's eyes into searchlights, sticking to the Dream-Slaying Sword. Is it no worse than a Taoist weapon?
In the previous battle, they only saw that this sword was not ordinary. As for the specific extraordinary method, they did not know.
Most of those who had personal experience and could explain to them the extraordinary skills of the knife had fallen into a pool of blood.
So everyone turned their attention to the few people who had narrowly escaped death from the Dream-Slaying Sword, and saw that they were staring at the peach-pink scimitar with undisguised greed in their eyes.
Everyone became more and more crazy, attacking Yunli in the corner like raindrops. Her eyes were cold, and the clear peach red on the Dream Slayer became clearer, like translucent blood-colored glass.
