With a wave of his hand, the "trap formation" collapsed, and the gloomy scholar drove straight in. Liu Feiyan was not surprised. She secretly guessed that the ancestor was a golden immortal who defected from heaven. Only a first-class person could easily capture the Nine Heavens Xuannv. He didn't give any face to him and tortured him until he couldn't survive or die.
After clearing the obstacles in front of him, he could see the "Killing Formation" at a glance. Blood flashed in the gloomy scholar's eyes. He stopped and watched for a long time, with a strange look on his face. Within the field of vision, the sky and the earth were dyed with a faint layer of blood. Under Luohua Island, deep in the "killing array", golden light was looming, like ripples, rippling out in circles, turning into countless golden threads, and silently dissolving into the void.
The gloomy scholar suddenly felt his eyes sore, and tears burst out of his eyes, uncontrollably. He closed his eyes and took away his magical power. His heart suddenly became hot. The divine sword fell into a deep sleep. It was the right moment to take advantage of it. If you miss this moment, you will be doomed for the rest of your life. regret. As if he was aware of his thoughts, the golden light suddenly stopped, and a fierce murderous intention burst out. The situation changed in an instant, and there was no wind and waves. Liu Feiyan took a breath of cold air, and squatted on the ground with his knees weak. .
Bixiazi pulled Shen Yuanqiong behind her. Her head was full of black hair mixed with strands of white hair. Tiny wrinkles appeared in the corners of her eyes. She solemnly greeted him and said, "Which senior is coming to Luohua Island?"
His eyes fell on her face, as sharp as a sword, giving her the illusion of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Bixiazi endured the discomfort and stood stubbornly on the spot, refusing to step back. The gloomy scholar looked at her for a moment and said calmly: "Jiutian Xuannv is not very good at Taoism, but she has good vision and has taken on a good disciple."
When Bixiazi heard the other party mention her master's name, she felt a chill in her heart for no reason. Her fingertips trembled slightly and said, "May I ask how you call me, senior? Is your master an old friend?"
The gloomy scholar exhaled slightly, and the blood in his eyes became brighter. He stared at Bixiazi with a pair of red eyes, and sneered: "The reincarnation of the Golden Immortal, a husband and wife in ten lives, a common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. I don't know who you were in your previous life." Whoever... it doesn't matter, let you be clear, I am the ancestor of flesh and blood, and I will be captured without any help, and there is still a glimmer of hope..."
Bixiazi once heard Xuannv say that the heavens are not united, and there are many unruly people in the golden immortals who cannot be restrained by the rules. They are tit-for-tat overtly and covertly, and even worse.
He left without saying goodbye and fled to the lower world to find freedom, not caring about heaven at all. For thousands of years, the most famous traitors were the ancestor of blood and Taoist Hehe. The two worked together to help each other. , escaped the pursuit of heaven several times and wreaked havoc in the lower world, killing countless innocent people.
I only heard the other party threatening again: "Your master has fallen into my hands. Life and death are only a matter of thought. Master and disciple are connected to each other, just like a grasshopper on a rope. The word "no" bursts out from your teeth. Jiutian Xuan Women suffer much more..."
Bixiazi's heart skipped a beat, her brows furrowed, and she clenched the bamboo slip with her fingers. She was simple-minded and focused on practice. She was not a person who was scheming and judgmental. She didn't know what to do for a moment. Seeing her dilemma, Shen Yuanqiong thought for a moment, leaned behind her ear and whispered softly: "He is afraid of the power of the "killing formation" and does not dare to try it himself. risk……"
Shen Yuanqiong guessed wrong. What the Blood Ancestor was afraid of was not the "Killing Formation", but the divine objects buried under the "Killing Formation". He was afraid that he might accidentally disturb the Divine Sword, causing chaos and missing the opportunity. Bixiazi has lived on Luohua Island for a long time. He is close at hand and gets along day and night. It can be said that he is destined to the divine sword. He intends to take it down and interrogate him slowly. He would rather spend more effort than be abrupt.
With a word that woke up the dreamer, Bixiazi suddenly woke up and pulled Shen Yuanqiong back slowly. As expected, the Bloody Ancestor's face darkened, but he did not press forward. He narrowed his eyes slightly, full of anger with nowhere to vent. He tightened his fingers, picked up Pixiu out of the air, and pursed his lips. Pixiu screamed, his internal organs were shattered, muscles and bones were broken inch by inch, blood, energy and essence flew out from the pores and fell into the ancestor's mouth. Without any movement, Gongfu's soul flew away and was sucked into a mummy.
Jiutian Xuannv couldn't escape from his Five Fingers Mountain, let alone a beast that served as a mount. However, the Bloody Ancestor was not impressed. He tentatively stepped forward, but saw a ball of golden light under Luohua Island rising and shrinking, ripples layer by layer. There were layers upon layers of people, as if they were alarmed, so they had to stop and watch the changes.
Bixiazi didn't know why the other party was holding back, but for her, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She pulled Shen Yuanqiong back quickly, hurried back to the quiet room, and told her husband to stay outside the door and not stay away. Waiting for her to practice inside, there may be a chance of improvement
. Shen Yuanqiong nodded and agreed.
When she came down, she had thoughts swirling in her stomach, crammed into her head, and sought medical treatment in a hurry. Jiutian Xuannv most likely left behind a backup plan. When the enemy came, Bixiazi had to use the last resort. She just didn't know whether she could survive this disaster safely.
Seeing that Bixiazi could not be moved, the Blood Ancestor stood outside the house and looked carefully. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and he saw countless golden threads emerging from the sky, intertwined and densely packed, and submerged in the golden light like moths flying into a flame. The divine sword trembled, but someone was refining a heavy treasure. The Blood Ancestor raised his eyebrows and his heart was like a mirror, it must be Bixiazi who did not know his own abilities and wanted to take it as his own. Choosing the owner of the divine object, and refining this sword is not a day-to-day effort. He was not in a hurry to intervene, and waited for several hours. He noticed that Bixiazi had used all his strength, but the divine sword remained motionless, did not respond, and did not Resist.
The Blood Ancestor was relieved and grinned sternly. While Bixiazi was refining the divine sword with all his strength, he restrained his breath and approached step by step. The golden thread lying in the void disappeared, and he stepped into the house lightly and skillfully. She followed the qi machine all the way to the quiet room, and saw Shen Yuanqiong guarding the door early, with a frightened look on his face, but he did not abandon Bixiazi to escape alone.
Bixiazi was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, but she didn't expect that the sacrifice of the divine sword would give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it. She felt regretful in her heart, but she couldn't make a move. The aura in her body was in chaos, her white hair secretly grew, and there were more and more wrinkles. The divine sword But he ignored it, just like a dead thing. The Blood Ancestor was determined and glanced at Shen Yuanqiong. In his eyes, even Jiutian Xuannv's master and disciple were not worth a cent, let alone a mere ghost and fairy. He reached out his hand, trying to kill Shen Yuanqiong casually, just like crushing an inconspicuous ant. As soon as he raised his fingertips, a sudden change occurred, a sharp sword energy appeared across the sky, and the "killing formation" flashed It turned into powder, leaving only a ruins, with a clear view in all directions. Only the blood ancestor, Shen Yuanqiong, and Bixiazi were left looking at each other.
Bixiazi was the first to wake up, stood up, and stood in front of Shen Yuanqiong at all costs. She opened her arms and faced the bloody ancestor. Her black hair was half black and half white, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were desolate, no longer as young as her youth. Liu Feiyan blinked, not knowing what happened just now. She was so far away that not even a hair on her hair was missing. A sudden fear suddenly hit her heart, her legs and feet went limp and she collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.
