The Demon Burning Array was formed, and the seven Qingyang Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief. They had been ambushing the Yang family for several days, and finally lured this Demonic Cultivator over. However, they did not expect that this Demonic Cultivator was so powerful and could fight alone. Fighting alone, even Luo Ziyun, who has the highest level of cultivation, is at a disadvantage! Fortunately, they were well prepared and finally trapped this demon cultivator!
"Tell me! Who are you? Who sent you here? Where are your accomplices?" Luo Ziyun suddenly asked coldly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you! The flames in this demon-burning array can burn spiritual energy and souls. , with your current cultivation level, you won’t be able to last long in there, if you don’t want to be burned alive, just tell the truth honestly!”
Huhuhu...
The flames quickly burned toward Zhou Tu.
Seeing this, Zhou Tu was not worried but happy. He was trapped in the formation, but the two eyes staring at him in the dark relaxed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately condensed the magic formula with his hands and used the Four Cauldrons. technique.
The next moment, a shadow of a huge cauldron appeared in the air and smashed towards the formation!
The seven Qingyang Sect disciples quickly cast spells and mobilized the power of the formation to block Zhou Tu's spell. But then, the second shadow of the giant cauldron appeared, and the fire wave in the formation suddenly dimmed, and then did not wait for seven seconds. People reacted, and the shadow of the third giant cauldron appeared...
boom! !
The Demon Burning Formation immediately shattered, and the flames within it were extinguished. The seven Qingyang Sect disciples all groaned, the formation was broken, they all suffered backlash and suffered serious injuries. Among them, Wang Zheng had the lowest cultivation level, and even more so. Vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Zhou Tu was about to use Shadow Escape immediately, preparing to escape from Yang's house first, but at this time, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and his movements suddenly became stiff. Here comes a cold wind that makes his heart palpitate!
The two foundation-building monks hiding in the dark took action!
At the critical moment, Zhou Tu did not dare to retain his strength. He waved his hand and slashed, creating a circle of sword energy around his body!
Ding ding ding…
The cold wind blew on the sword, and a series of sword sounds sounded, but until the cold wind passed, the sword remained undamaged!
clang! !
Immediately afterwards, a punch mark hit Jian Gang from the side. Jian Gang was shaken suddenly, but in the end he blocked the attack, and Zhou Tu inside was not harmed at all.
Only then did Zhou Tu clearly see the appearance of the two foundation-building monks. They were two old men with wrinkles on their faces, one with black hair and one with white hair. The black-haired old man stood majestically, with a temperament that was very similar to those on the battlefield. An invincible general, while the white-haired old man is holding a whisk, looking like an immortal.
"Such a strong sword intent! Does the Blood Soul Sect also have demon cultivators who practice swordsmanship?" the black-haired old man said with a frown.
Seeing this scene, Nangong Cheng, Bai Yedong and Zhang Yuan vaguely felt that something was wrong. This sword intent was no stranger to them!
However, before Nangong Cheng and the others could figure out the issue of the sword's intention, Zhou Tu suddenly said coldly: "With a demon cultivator like me in the Blood Soul Sect, can the Qingyang Sect win the gambling battle in Mo Yuan?"
"Haha! You are at the seventh level of Qi training, how can you participate in the gambling battle in Qi Mo Yuan?" the white-haired old man said, and immediately slapped Zhou Tu with his palm.
call!
The next moment, a huge palm print mixed with broken ice and cold wind roared towards Zhou Tu!
Zhou Tu's face suddenly turned cold. He had just used his sword intention, and now it was impossible to hide his identity, but these two old men actually wanted to attack him!
Haha, if that's the case, then...
Thinking of this, Zhou Tu immediately stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the white-haired old man.
Whoosh!
A small ray of sword energy suddenly shot out at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it collided with the giant palm, then passed through the giant palm without any obstruction and continued to shoot towards the white-haired old man!
The white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed. The sword energy gave him the illusion of facing death! He wanted to dodge at the moment, but then he saw the other party staring at him with an indifferent expression, and there seemed to be sword shadows flashing in his eyes. Then he realized that no matter whether he dodged left or right, he seemed to be hit by this sword. middle!
The white-haired old man quickly took out the fly whisk in his hand and blocked it in front of him. It was a magic weapon. He was not sure of receiving Zhou Tu's sword, so he could only use the magic weapon for temporary defense.
However, just when the sword energy was about to hit the white-haired old man, the sword energy suddenly turned and shot towards the eaves next to it...
brush!
The eaves of the wing room were immediately cut off by the sword energy, and the sword energy continued to shoot into the night sky unabated.
boom!
At the same time, Zhou Tu was also hit by the white-haired old man's palm print! Of course, the white-haired old man's palm print was penetrated by his Yiqi Sword, and its power was greatly reduced. In addition, his physical body was extremely powerful, so he was not injured. However, he deliberately flew out upside down, threw off his mask in mid-air, and used his spiritual energy to Compressing the internal organs, he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood!
Seeing that Zhou Tu was seriously injured, the black-haired old man immediately stepped forward and wanted to add a punch, but at this time, the white-haired old man, Bai Yedong, and Zhang Yuan quickly shouted...
"Wait!"
"stop!"
"Stop it!"
The black-haired old man frowned, but still stopped and looked at the white-haired old man in confusion.
"I can't dodge his sword. He just showed mercy on purpose. He's not like a demon cultivator from the Blood Soul Sect!" The white-haired old man explained immediately. After speaking, he also looked at Bai Yedong and Zhang with some doubts. Yuan, I don’t understand why these two Qingyang Sect disciples want to stop them.
At this time, before Luo Ziyun and others could realize what happened, they saw Bai Yedong and Zhang Yuan running to Zhou Tu's side.
"Zhou Tu! Is it really you?" Bai Yedong said in surprise while helping Zhou Tu up from the ground.
"Are you seriously injured? I have some healing elixirs here..." Zhang Yuan asked immediately, and then took out a bottle of elixirs from the Qiankun bag. During the battle in Qiu Moyuan, the three of them and Shen Lin Du had fought together, and although they were separated later, the relationship between the four of them was undoubtedly much closer. As soon as they recognized Zhou Tu's identity, they immediately stopped him.
Zhou Tu didn't reply, but coughed and vomited blood.
"Cough cough cough..."
Seeing Zhou Tu's serious injury, Nangong Cheng felt a little hesitant. He had a conflict with Zhou Tu because of Ning Yu's matter, so after he recognized the other party's identity just now, he did not speak out to stop him immediately, but after all, he was from the same sect. It would be unjustifiable if he didn't go over to see the opponent's injury now.
Just when Nangong Cheng was thinking this, Wang Zheng winked at him anxiously. Nangong Cheng was slightly startled, then suddenly realized and walked towards Zhou Tu immediately. In the battle of Prisoner of Demon Abyss, Zhou Tu made several great achievements for Qingyang Sect. First, he defeated the Blood Soul Sect's Earth Spirit Genius, won the fifty-year bet for Qingyang Sect, and then found the key to the Demon Sealing Formation. The location of the Shengmen allowed the Qingyang Sect and others to safely exit the Demon Prison Abyss. In the end, it is said that the demon cultivator who killed the earth spirit root... Although the other party is not a true disciple now, he has won the respect of the old sect leader and Elder Miao. , once the Qingyang Sect knows that the other party did not die in the hands of the Blood Soul Sect, but was ambushed by them and almost died, then the trouble for these people will be big!
Thinking of this, Nangong Cheng had already walked to Zhou Tu's side, and he immediately said with concern: "Junior Brother Zhou, I have a high-grade healing elixir here. Take it quickly!"
"Cough cough cough..." Zhou Tu lowered his head and coughed, looking like he had no strength to speak.
At this time, no matter how slow others reacted, they knew that Zhou Tu was a disciple of the Qingyang Sect. Knowing that he was in trouble, Luo Ziyun immediately took out a healing elixir, but before she could send it out, Wang Zheng said with an angry look on his face: "Senior Sister Luo! Why did you, a member of the Luo family, hurt my Qingyang Sect disciple?"
