The Lord of Man City is still in Lan Junce's hands.
Lan Junce spread his hands and said: "This is the Nascent Soul cultivator that I finally caught. If you can use the flesh and blood soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator to practice, one can be worth a hundred Golden Elixir cultivators. If you had come a little later, I would have succeeded." .”
There was still a bit of regret in his tone.
"hateful!"
When Pianmiao heard that her father was almost eaten, she raised her sword and wanted to rush out.
Yun Miao held him back: "Sister, don't be impulsive, you are no match for him."
"I know, but my father is in his hands."
If Piaomiao had rushed out too early, there would have been so much nonsense.
Seeing this, Lan Junce suddenly said: "You are stalling for time. Why did you ask for help?"
Yun Miao didn't expect Lan Junce to guess it.
If possible, she would naturally fall in love with Lan Junce as soon as she saw him, talking so much nonsense and asking questions, even though she learned a lot of things.
But the most important thing is that Lan Junce is not sure to stay.
When she notified Piaomiao before, she guessed that Lan Junce might still be here, so she asked Piaomiao to summon other golden elixir monks to come and besiege him.
"Since you have guessed it, I won't hide it." Yun Miao said coldly: "The other golden elixir monks in the City Lord's Mansion have surrounded the entire City Lord's Mansion. You will not be able to escape today."
"Really?" Lan Junce said with a disdainful expression: "As long as I want to leave, no one can leave me."
"Then try it."
As soon as Yun Miao finished speaking, eight Jindan monks surrounded Lan Junce.
If she fights alone with Lan Junce, she can ensure her own safety, but like last time, if Lan Junce wants to leave, she won't be able to keep him.
But now, there is no need to worry.
As soon as the people arrived, Yun Miao took the initiative to attack.
In a ray of moonlight, the sword energy disappeared and reappeared in front of Lan Junce.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
A defensive spiritual weapon appeared in front of Lan Junce, blocking the sword energy.
"Fighting against Fairy Yun, I really can't relax. Fortunately, I saw this move last time."
Lan Junce's tone deepened, and he waved his hands, and there was a black scimitar in each hand.
The grade of the scimitar cannot be seen, but there is an indescribable evil aura on it.
Lan Junce still smiled and explained: "Fairy Yun, my pair of scimitars are made from the bones of ten thousand foundation-building monks and one thousand golden elixir monks. They are full of resentment when they are born. When I will If City Lord Man absorbs it completely and then tempers the bones of Yuanying monks into it, the power will definitely be even greater."
"You can also refine weapons?" Yun Miao was surprised.
Lan Junce is good at refining elixirs and formations. Now he can also refine weapons and is a master of the decathlon.
Lan Junce shook his head and said: "I don't know how, but the Yuanying monk who introduced me was once a member of the Immortal Artifact Sect. He knows how to do it the same as me."
Yun Miao lowered his eyes, but he did not expect that it would be another fallen monk from a large sect.
Pian Miao was surprised and said: "Why are the disciples of the Weapon-making Immortal Sect so reluctant to become evil cultivators?"
"Every sect has some dirty things. It's just that they can't survive because they are ostracized and have to become evil cultivators."
Lan Junce didn't seem to want to say any more. He raised the black scimitar in his hand and said, "Fairy Yun, my sail flag was restrained by you. This time you try my double scimitar again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Junce flew the two scimitars from his hands towards Yun Miao. When the scimitars flew closer, she noticed a cold aura.
If you are touched, it is definitely not a good thing.
"Senior sister, retreat quickly."
Yun Miao took the initiative to come forward, took out the black sword, and struck a scimitar with a "clang" sound.
"Junior sister, how can I let you face this evil cultivator alone?"
Piaomiao also flew forward and used Piaomiao sword energy to block another black scimitar.
But after the blow, Yun Miao found that Piaomiao's body paused, and the person seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and then returned to normal.
"Sister, what happened to you just now?"
"What happened to me just now?" Pian Miao asked back, her eyes dull.
Yun Miao turned to look at Lan Junce: "What did you do just now?"
"Why aren't you affected?"
The two scimitars flew back to Lan Junce's hand. He looked at Yun Miao unexpectedly and strangely, his eyes bright, as if he had discovered something interesting.
It seems that there is really something wrong with those two black scimitars.
She didn't let the knife get close to her just now, only the black sword blocked it.
Pian Miao did the same, but blocked it with the sword in her hand.
Could it be that even if the scimitar came into contact with the spiritual weapon, it would affect people, and the reason why she was fine was because of the black sword.
Yes, although Black Sword is not willing to accept her as his master, it is an immortal weapon.
"What's weird about your black scimitar?" Yun Miao asked.
Lan Junce said: "It's nothing, it's just that the owners of these bones have been sacrificed and refined, and their resentment is soaring. As long as they come into contact, this resentment will affect people's sanity. If they are exposed to it a few more times..."
Lan Junce didn't finish what he said next.
But Yun Miao knew it was not a good thing.
Pian Miao also knew that this black scimitar could not be touched, but Yun Miao was fine, but this evil cultivator was too weird.
"Little junior sister, don't go up alone, we all go up together."
The following words were said to other Jindan monks.
The other golden elixir monks looked at each other, stopped holding back, and rushed towards Lan Junce.
"Heh, I thought they could catch me if there were more people."
Lan Junce smiled contemptuously, and took out the sail flag that contained countless resentful souls. When he waved it, countless roaring and screaming resentful souls rushed out from it and rushed towards these Jindan monks.
There were too many resentful souls, and the golden elixir monk had to protect himself.
However, without the magic weapon or spiritual weapon to restrain the resentful souls, it soon began to falter. These resentful souls not only aroused people's negative emotions, but also devoured spiritual energy.
The entangled golden elixir monks have less and less spiritual energy, and as long as there is a breakthrough, these resentful spirits will swarm up and devour the golden elixir monks.
"ah……"
One of the Jindan monks was careless and his arm was bitten by a resentful spirit.
Resentment and evil spirits entered his body, and the golden elixir monk was quickly wrapped in countless resentful souls, and soon lost his life.
But in the blink of an eye, a golden elixir monk died.
Seeing this, the other Jindan monks looked frightened and even wanted to retreat.
It’s good that they are golden elixir monks supported by the city lord’s palace, but there is no need to fight for it.
"small fire."
Seeing this, Yun Miao quickly released the spiritual fire and let the spiritual fire save those Jindan monks.
Pian Miao said with fear in her eyes: "The evil cultivators in the past were not so powerful. Why is Lan Junce so powerful?"
"It's not him who's powerful, it's these resentful spirits and the sail flag."
Yun Miao's eyes were sharp. To capture the thief, capture the king first. The source of these resentful spirits was the sail flag. If the sail flag was destroyed, there would be no place to store these resentful spirits.
Taking this opportunity, Yun Miao quickly stepped forward with his sword, and swung out a moon shadow with his black sword, trying to destroy the sail flag.
"Don't even think about it!"
After Lan Junce noticed Yun Miao's intention, he held a pair of scimitars to stop him.
As the two parties approached, Yun Miao's eyes lit up, it was a good opportunity.
She blocked the two scimitars with a black sword with one hand, and made a fist with the other hand to hit Lan Junce in the abdomen.
The flesh-tempering stage of Yu Qing Gong made her body comparable to high-grade magic weapons. Even if she can't compare with real physical cultivation now, it is more than enough to deal with monks like Lan Junce who use evil energy to cultivate golden elixirs.
Lan Junce's spiritual clothes blocked most of the damage, but he was still knocked backwards by Yun Miao's fist.
"puff!"
Lan Junce opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Yun Miao looked disgusted and became an evil cultivator, and her blood turned black.
Lan Junce spat out a mouthful of blood. Without any hesitation, before he could stand still, he waved his hand to take back the sail flag. He ignored the resentful soul and turned around and ran away.
Obviously, just like last time, he ran away when he saw a crisis.
"Lan Junce, I won't let you escape a second time."
Yun Miao's eyes darkened, and he waved a moon shadow sword energy again.
However, this sword energy was swung out, but Lan Junce blocked it with a defensive weapon.
Lan Junce said proudly: "Fairy Yun, you are indeed powerful, but it's a pity that you only have foundation-building skills and can't stop me at all, haha... what?"
Lan Junce was halfway laughing when his voice suddenly stopped and he looked above his head in horror.
