The entire Chixiao Sect was in chaos. Yang Qizhi's expression changed drastically. He ignored Xiao Yifeng and flew towards Liuli Pavilion quickly.
"Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death, Yang Qizhi, where are you going?"
How could Xiao Yifeng let him escape? He rushed forward without fear of death and used his method of acting for heaven, which once again caused heavenly calamity and enveloped the two of them.
Ouyang Mingxuan also discovered the situation in front of him. Seeing that Yang Qizhi was being entangled, he shouted: "Chixiao Sect disciples obey the order and activate the mountain protection formation with all their strength. We must not let these monsters go out to harm people."
He turned around to look at Liu Hanyan, sighed and said: "Master Guanghan, I, the Chixiao Sect, made a mistake in this matter. I hope that the Master will allow me to preside over it for the sake of the innocence of my Chixiao Sect disciples. The overall situation. Afterwards, whether you want to kill or behead, please do as you please."
Liu Hanyan saw more and more Chixiao disciples mutating, and his expression changed. He said coldly: "Look at the good things you have done! I will settle the score with you later. Just go ahead!"
"Thank you, Master Guanghan, for your understanding of righteousness." Ouyang Mingxuan bowed and saluted, quickly flew away from Chiyan Mountain, and went to preside over the mountain-protecting formation of Chixiao Sect.
Liu Hanyan glanced at Xiao Yifeng, who was entangled with Yang Qizhi in mid-air, and saw a lot of bloody particles flowing towards him. He seemed to be the initiator of this formation.
Xiao Yifeng also discovered at this moment that these blood-colored particles continued to merge into his body, serving as a drain on his life and constantly repairing his body after the destruction of the Samsara Immortal Mansion.
He actually reached a strange balance in his body, and was able to maintain the cultivation level of the Mahayana period for a long time. The more he fought, the braver he became. Although he could not defeat Yang Qizhi, he could still maintain his undefeated state.
Yang Qizhi was furious, why was he able to absorb blood-colored particles, but he was excluded? He was already injured, and now that his combat power was greatly damaged, it became even more difficult to suppress Xiao Yifeng.
Ouyang Mingxuan stood in mid-air, activated the Chixiao Sect's mountain-protecting formation, and closed the entire Chixiao Sect's entrance and exit.
While borrowing the blessing of the formation to suppress the mutated disciples, he said: "Chixiao disciples obey the order, release the righteous fellow Taoists, and use all their strength to suppress the mutated disciples. Never let them go out to hurt others."
"Yes!" Those disciples who were still normal began to take out various magic weapons and locked up those disciples who had mutated and those who were mutating.
Seeing that Xiao Yifeng would be safe for a while, Liu Hanyan's cold voice spread throughout the Chixiao Sect: "Disciples of the Feixue Palace and fellow righteous fellows, please cooperate with the Chixiao Sect in suppressing the demonized disciples."
Those newly liberated righteous people still couldn't figure out what was going on. They saw that the entire Chixiao Sect was in chaos, the mountain protection formation was activated, and there were demonized Chixiao disciples everywhere.
The disciples of the Chixiao Sect were working hard to suppress it. They quickly joined the suppression team and helped the Chixiao Sect clean up the mess.
However, there were more and more disciples mutating, and those disciples couldn't survive at all. They were suddenly stretched thin, and some disciples themselves mutated in the process.
Ouyang Mingxuan knew that these were all disciples who had taken the Blood Spirit Pill. According to his estimate, at least two-thirds of the Chixiao Sect's disciples would eventually fall into the mutation.
He shouted: "The disciples who are still awake quickly formed the Nanmingli Fire Formation to protect themselves."
Those disciples were already unable to resist. After hearing the words, they flew to different directions and cast spells, and streaks of red light connected to the light curtain in the sky.
They were covered with a layer of flames, protecting their whole body, and the attacks of those demonized disciples were bounced back on them.
This is similar to the arrival of the Buddhist Kingdom in Wuxiang Temple, but the difference is that although they cannot move, they can cooperate with Ouyang Mingxuan, who is in charge of the formation.
Liu Hanyan frowned as she watched the wisps of black remnant souls drift towards Liuli Pavilion. She held the Xueji Sword and flew towards Yang Qizhi, shouting: "Yang Qizhi, the matter has come to this, are you still stubborn?"
"It's not you! You deserve to die!" Yang Qizhi said angrily. He was surprised to find that he couldn't control the puppet body.
As more and more remnant souls and resentments gathered, Liuli Pavilion suddenly started to tremble in the lava and slowly flew up from the lava.
The huge Liuli Pavilion broke free from the chains that bound it, floated out of the Red Flame Mountain, and floated in mid-air, exuding increasingly rich blood energy.
Yang Qizhi, who was fighting Xiao Yifeng, was so anxious that he didn't know that something had happened in Liuli Pavilion.
His heart skipped a beat, he forcefully took a blow from Xiao Yifeng, spitting out blood and flew towards the Liuli Pavilion.
When he arrived at the entrance of Liuli Pavilion, he finally regained control of the clone. The clone grabbed him and flew into Liuli Pavilion.
Xiao Yifeng and Liu Hanyan looked at each other and flew into Liuli Pavilion in hot pursuit.
The two of them broke into the Liuli Pavilion and saw that all the monks and monsters in the bubbles here had been sucked dry, leaving only shriveled corpses without any blood.
The same was true for the blood pools on other levels. There was no blood at all, as if something had sucked away all the blood in an instant.
And Yang Qizhi had already rushed straight ahead. He didn't care about anything along the way and quickly rushed into the eighth floor.
He reopened the hole at the bottom of the dried-up blood pool on the eighth floor and plunged into the ninth floor.
Xiao Yifeng and the other two people also rushed in quickly and were stunned by the sight in front of them. They saw that within the ninth floor, the huge monster corpse had floated up. At this moment, its limbs were upright and it stood up.
Lines of blood energy continued to gather on the hundred-foot-long corpse, and resentment and residual souls condensed. The black and red blood river condensed into a whirlpool, spinning around the corpse and being absorbed by it.
The ten huge black tails of the hundred-foot-long corpse were swaying behind it. Blue flames slowly ignited under its feet, and its huge wings slowly unfolded.
On the head of the corpse, strands of remnant souls gathered together, surrounding the golden light particles in the middle, and slowly solidified.
Sensing the arrival of someone, the remnant soul fell into the corpse. The corpse roared with overwhelming momentum and suddenly opened its eyes, with a faint cold light shining in the blue eyes.
Yang Qizhi was stunned, looking at the golden light and wisps of residual souls that were still gathering around him, he said in shock: "Rou'er?"
Neither Xiao Yifeng nor the two expected that the corpse would actually come back to life again. Xiao Yifeng looked at the golden light in disbelief and murmured: "Rou'er?"
The blood spirit pill in the ice coffin above the monster's head is constantly flowing back into the monster's body. The blood spirit pill is getting smaller and smaller, and it is only half the size before the eyes.
Yang Qizhi couldn't see that the Blood Spirit Pill he had worked so hard to refine was about to be reabsorbed. He roared angrily: "I don't care if you are a human or a monster, don't think about ruining my plan."
