Pei Xihe sat cross-legged, and everyone around him had already stepped into the formation, so he could practice quietly.
With a flick of her fingertips, the restriction on the mouth of the elixir bottle was released, and a strong fragrance of elixir escaped. It was fragrant and fragrant, making people feel relaxed and happy after smelling it.
Sanxia Purple Heart Pill is a third-grade elixir, but its medicinal power is slightly better than that of the Golden Body Great Pill.
Pei Xihe had the black blood of God in his body and was not afraid of any cunning means, so he wrapped the elixir with his mind and jumped out of the bottle.
The elixir was no bigger than a soybean, and its whole body showed a peaceful purple atmosphere, while the elixir body was emitting a shimmering glow in three colors: red, yellow, and white.
Pei Xihe opened his mouth, and the elixir fell into it, transforming into majestic spiritual energy and medicinal power that swept through his body. The Shenwu blood in his body trembled slightly, and then exuded vitality to nourish the wounded body.
The spiritual shadow emitted by the Panlong Jade Seal has the power to easily kill Mahayana. If she hadn't used the Gang Qi in the Flying Dragon Order as a buffer to reduce its strength, and used the divine armor to resist more than 80% of the power, she would have I'm afraid it has perished.
Even so, it left many hidden wounds in the body, which are now being constantly nourished and repaired, just like dead branches meeting the new spring, they are healed one after another and glow with a stronger aura.
This third-grade elixir was used for recuperation, making her feel as if she was bathing in a hot spring, making her whole body feel extremely comfortable.
The consumed mana is also being replenished quickly. The massive amount of spiritual energy contained in the Purple Heart Pill is quite extraordinary for the monk Xiaoyaoyou. As a god, she has no time to absorb a lot of spiritual energy, but it is absorbed by the three items in the sea of qi dantian. The gluttonous and gluttonous god sucked up all the treasures without wasting a penny.
This practice took about two days. Pei Xihe was now full of energy, full of mana in his body, and the mana stored in the Qiwu Pearl was also filled up.
She looked at another place. Shang Xuanyu was practicing. Her whole body was exuding a faint pink light, and there was a faint silver glow flowing around her. When she was eroded by the evil spirit, she almost hurt her origin. It still needs some time. .
Pei Xihe set three days to realize that although her recovery speed was faster than that of ordinary monks, it was still far behind him.
She retracted her gaze from Shang Xuanyu and turned to look at the clouds and clouds in the sky, and she couldn't help but think in her heart.
That Mu Sheng has become an evil spirit. If he becomes Xiaoyaoyou in the late stage of cultivation, he will definitely become a disaster when he returns to Tianxu Shenzhou with his method of seizing the Yi ghost flag, extracting souls and refining evil spirits.
What's even more dangerous is that he used the method of soul seed to seize a body and be reborn, lurking in the dark. If it weren't for people from all over the world fighting in this holy and demonic world, and he relaxed his vigilance, Shang Xuanyu wouldn't have been able to identify him so easily. reveal his true identity.
If he is allowed to live and return to China, he is afraid of endless troubles.
Whether it was due to personal vendetta or public anger, now that she had met Mu Sheng, she was now strong enough to kill him with a sword.
However, the ghost cultivator's methods are extremely weird, and he is afraid that there are helpers at his side. If he wants to kill him, he must hit him with one blow, leaving no chance of recovery.
There was a dark glint in Pei Xihe's eyes, with a hint of coldness.
…
In a secluded mountain forest, the fragrance of vegetation nourished by spiritual energy was covered up by the strong and foul smell of blood.
The pale young man Lang Xu stepped into the air, his right hand crossing the heart of the cultivator in front of him.
The cultivator was a sturdy man in his thirties or forties, with a tough physique, but fear and anger still remained on his face.
A drop of scarlet splashed from the cultivator's heart fell on Mu Sheng's lips. He licked it and took back his right hand, with a ferocious look on his handsome face.
A flag stood on the ground behind him. The pitch-black flagpole looked like it was made of ebony and black iron. The black flag embroidered with silver patterns moved slightly in the wind, escaping a large amount of black energy and claws clawing into the corpse. middle.
The remaining soul was pulled out, and the sharp black claws touched the soul, causing it to scream in agony.
The evil spirit invades the soul, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives and insects eating the bone marrow.
The soul was infected by the black energy and turned into an evil spirit, and was forcibly sucked into the flag. It was tempered by the evil spirit day and night, and fell into endless pain.
At this moment, Mu Sheng's pale complexion suddenly turned a little rosy, and the blackness on his right hand that was burned by the flames gradually recovered.
Seizing souls and nourishing evil spirits to nourish himself, he swallowed the soul of the fused monk in front of him. Only then did Mu Sheng completely recover from his injuries. There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
That female cultivator from the Yiyuan Sword lineage, the fire-moving Taoist technique she mastered was a bit too powerful. Could it be that she was a third-grade Taoist technique?
Shang Xuanyu also had extraordinary qualities. He resorted to frequent tricks, which consumed half of his mana. Otherwise, he would never have been so embarrassed in front of Pei Xihe.
He frowned, and some doubts flashed in his eyes.
Mu Sheng couldn't tell the truth of what Pei Xihe said. She said she wanted to feel the power of the demon. At that time, she was confused, and then she used the fire technique.
Did Pei Xihe get the information about the original soul search from Zhao Hanfeng, or was it really that the demon was planted in her hands?
He had a gloomy look on his face, but he heard a dark laugh coming from beside him.
Mu Sheng said with a look of disgust on his face: "Blood Butcher, stay away from me. The rotten smell on your body is really disgusting."
A figure in red clothes emerged. The woman's figure was extremely graceful, and her eyebrows were full of amorous feelings.
She frowned slightly, and her white jade index finger landed on her red lips.
"Oh, you really make me sad."
"I've hurt my heart, but you still don't comfort me, you really have a heart of stone."
The Yi-Seizing Ghost Flag behind Mu Sheng was suspended in the air. It suddenly spun and became smaller, turning into a small pocket flag and was put in the palm of his hand. Then he glanced at the Blood Butcher, fear flashed in his eyes, but he was even more disgusted.
"I know that the evil master's name is Corpse Eater and he likes to eat rotting corpses. I shouldn't say much."
"But please rinse your mouth after eating it. The evil master probably hasn't practiced any turbid qi method."
The Blood Butcher uttered an ouch, but there was no sign of anger on his face. He took on the mood of a little girl and snorted.
"Hmph, there are many people who don't dislike me. If it weren't for the arrangement of the city lord, how could I come to the Holy Demon Realm with you?"
"Don't forget our mission, don't neglect public affairs for personal reasons."
When she said this, she showed the cold and solemn aura that one of the five evil lords of Xiewan City should have. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and a terrifying coercion spread across her body.
The realm of Xiaoyaoyou, the late stage of returning to virtual reality.
Her cultivation level is at the bottom among the five evil lords, and she has only been in power for a short period of time.
If Mu Sheng hadn't belonged to the Soul-Swallowing Evil Lord, the old ghost's cultivation had reached the Mahayana level and he couldn't afford to offend him. Otherwise, he would have suffered tremendously just because of the ridicule and offense just now.
That is to say, the fox is pretending to be the tiger's power, relying on the favoritism of swallowing the soul to dare to say disrespectful words to himself.
Mu Sheng heard her threat and did not show any mocking expression. Instead, he lowered his face and said, "I will definitely do what I should do."
The bloody butcher lowered his eyelids, hiding the dim light.
"It better be so."
"Last time the successor of the Yuan Dao appeared here, the female cultivator named Pei Xihe had indeed performed magic tricks in the sect competition. Maybe she was actually the one who took your demon seed away from you, but before you complete the task, you You are not allowed to provoke me. If you disobey me, my soul will be swallowed to protect you, and your life will be worse than death."
The setting of the Five Evil Lords can be found in "Chapter 471", which many readers may have forgotten.
(End of chapter)
