Chapter 25 Highwaymen in the world of cultivation

Until everyone arrived at the teleportation circle, no one said a word. A deep sadness enveloped everyone's hearts. They had to be on guard at all times in case other accidents happened. Everyone was exhausted.

As soon as they arrived near the teleportation circle, everyone looked back at the depths of the Monster Valley, their eyes indescribably complicated. None of these leaders of the Phantom Sound Sect were very high-spirited and wanted to make a name for themselves in the world of cultivation in Chengfeng Continent.

It's a famous hall, but this time Monster Valley and his party, if they didn't escape quickly, all of them would die here.

"The road to cultivating immortality is inherently dangerous. As the saying goes, you should know that there is nothing you can do about it, and be content with it as if you were destined to live. If you are not born, you will live, and if you are not dead, you will perish."

Xiang Qi comforted everyone in a low voice, but the large blood stain on his chest had not completely dried up.

Just as everyone was about to teleport back to the sect, a strange voice sounded.

I saw three monks with their hands crossed, blocking the entrance of the teleportation circle. One was burly, one was tall and thin, and the other was fat. They were wearing cloaks and couldn't see their faces clearly. Three people in blue robes walked over slowly.

There seems to be a restriction on the cloak, and the spiritual consciousness cannot probe inside. It seems that it must be the spiritual weapon and armor.

"I say Fellow Daoist Huang, Fellow Daoist Liu, we have been waiting for so long, and finally we have a big harvest." The tall and thin monk surnamed Xu looked at the injured people with evil intentions.

"I'm talking about Fellow Daoist Xu, this little lady with an oval face is so beautiful and beautiful, her skin is as radiant as snow, her eyes are lively, she looks like a fairy, she is so beautiful." The burly monk surnamed Huang looked at Xiao Ning with a squinting look.

Joe.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, Fellow Daoist Xu, but there are several of them, and their cultivation levels are not shallow. Although they are injured, especially the leader, he is not simple. His cultivation level is far more than that. What he senses on the surface is that he is at the twelfth level of Qi training.

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"I see that Fellow Daoist Liu is becoming more and more timid. I will lead the people up first and deal with the rest. This little lady, we brothers must have a good time!" The burly monk surnamed Huang, his eyes glowing green, said

He looked at Ning Xiaoqiao with a lewd look on his face.

"Huan...Huan Ye! This...this is the secret technique of Hall Master Nangong!"

"Everyone, be careful!" As soon as Xiang Qi uttered his voice, a strong wind hit from the left side. At the critical moment, Xiang Qi turned sideways instinctively, and severe pain came from his ribs. A bone sword that looked like a human spine scraped

He passed by the corner of his clothes with his left arm, bringing up a small piece of blood mist!

Holding back the pain, without even looking at Xiang Qi, the Qing Gang Sword swept away, forcing the attacker back. In his peripheral vision, it was the thin cultivator!

"Two disciples, why are you pretending to be the king of hell here!" Ning Xiaoqiao said softly, raising her hand, a rune was outlined. After this rune appeared, it was directly submerged into the body of the red sword, and only the red sword was visible.

The sword trembled, and hundreds of identical red swords appeared!

After these red swords appeared, it was like a rain of swords filling the sky. With Ning Xiaoqiao's finger pointing in the distance, they roared towards the enemy!

"How can you break this earth-grade barrier talisman with your level of cultivation! Hahaha!" The fat cultivator surnamed Huang laughed loudly. After bowing to the west, he took out a black talisman from his arms, with a powerful soul roaring.

The same thing happened to the thin monk.

Sima Xiangru still needs some time, no matter what, they will delay it!

If it were normal, the three of them would never be so trusting. Now everyone in the Huanyin Sect has just escaped from death, and everyone has different injuries, especially Sima Xiangru, who is in the early stage of foundation building.

He has fallen a lot, and he vaguely looks like a monk at the late twelfth level of the Qi Training Realm.

It's no wonder these two people are so arrogant. They are all black earth-grade talismans. Even if they are low-level earth-grade talismans, only an earth-grade talisman master comparable to a pill-forming monk can refine them.

"This person should have a spiritual talisman of the concentration type on his body." Sima Xiangru's eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he had discovered something.

The burly monk surnamed Huang responded, and then seemed to be transmitting a message. I saw twenty monks at about the sixth level of the Qi Training Realm, jumping down from several ancient trees nearby in the teleportation circle, and gave me

The order came! Then the burly monk named Huang sacrificed a low-grade spiritual weapon and struck the white pen at Sima Xiangru. Sima Xiangru was faster than him and took action decisively.

The tall and thin monk surnamed Xu suddenly had a playful look on his face, and his eyes became lifeless.

The distance was too close, and seeing the black light heading straight for Ning Xiaoqiao, Xiangqi had to use his right hand to hold Ning Xiaoqiao in his arms, and the black light almost brushed Ning Xiaoqiao's shoulders and flew away.

Seeing Ning Xiaoqiao take action, Xiang Qi set his sights firmly on the fat monk named Liu. If the fat man made any move, he would immediately stop him.

Xiang Qi and others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They thought the two men had made some move, but they actually sat down on the ground at the same time!

Deliberately diverting everyone's attention, she said loudly to the tall and thin monk named Xu.

Seeing this, Xiangqi and the others quickly backed away. The two people shrouded in the black wind seemed to be undergoing some kind of change!

With Ning Xiaoqiao's current level of cultivation, although this magic sword-handling ability is not at its peak, it is proficient at it. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, he is like a snake, constantly circling around the thin man, always stabbing at tricky angles!

"Oh, this Xuanwu Shield doesn't work either." The thin man's tone was full of regret, but there was no trace of distress on his face.

The two people in the barrier, facing the astonished Xiang Qi and others, grinned and their eyebrows were full of ridicule.

"Oh, I didn't expect the little lady to be so powerful. I've realized my mistake. Please forgive me, little lady!" The thin monk surnamed Xu had a flattering look on his face, no matter how tricky the angle of the red sword was, no matter how fast the red sword was.

, as if he was at ease!

But he didn't have any upper hand in the fight, but he was beaten so badly by these two monks who were at the mid-twelfth level of Qi training realm!

Although the whip shadow was very fast, several people either moved to block it or moved away to avoid it.

"Watch me kill him!" Ning Xiaoqiao's eyes showed murderous intent. He raised his right hand and the red sword suddenly flew back. Ning Xiaoqiao jumped out, and the red sword in his hand seemed to flash red, piercing the opponent's throat!

An extremely strange atmosphere lingered.

Saying this, the tall and thin monk surnamed Xu laughed, but there was no trace of fear. He raised his hand and threw out a brown shield. The shield was no bigger than the palm of his hand. After being thrown out, it suddenly grew in size and stopped the thin man.

In front of me!

"boom!"

"Stop them!" Ye Bingyun took the lead and rushed over. Although the soul armor was completely shattered, it was now summoned and covered with his right arm. The long black knife was slashed out, and the black light was hooded towards the thin man named Xu!

Among the eight members of the Huanyin Sect, the strongest one is a master of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and there are also several senior brothers and sisters who are in the early stage of the twelfth level of Qi training.

The cultivation of these two people is that one is at the late stage of the twelfth level of the Qi training realm, and the other is at a perfect Qi training realm, but they have such a level of spiritual talisman!

They were surprised that the two of them were carrying such a treasure. As the two of them attached the black talisman to their bodies, a black wind suddenly rose from the soles of their feet and swallowed them up in an instant!

There was a sound of teeth grinding, accompanied by a weird laugh.

Moreover, this black cage is full of weirdness. It seems to have a similar effect to Lieshan Hall's spirit-breaking array, which can isolate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Almost at the same time that the two people prostrated themselves, a golden barrier appeared out of thin air, covering the two of them respectively!

All the people's attacks were deflected when they came into contact with this golden barrier!

"You guys, come and die quickly!" With a sharp roar, the kings of hell transformed by the fat and thin monks now all took action!

The injured two men immediately screamed and lay on the ground struggling in pain!

"These two are not simple!" Ning Xiaoqiao whispered, the red sword in his hand whizzed out, and while attacking the thin man, he quickly formed seals with both hands, and pinched out seals one after another.

The golden barrier appeared again, wrapping the two of them. The rain of swords had arrived and collided with the golden barrier, making a clanking sound like metal clashing. Under the impact, only waves were produced, but the barrier did not collapse.

Broken signs.

Especially for the spiritual sense induction, only the leader of the late twelfth level of the Qi training realm must be a despicable person who used the resting talisman to hide his cultivation.

"Junior brothers, help me!" I heard Sima Xiangru shout loudly, and then he sat cross-legged, his hands in front of him, and kept sketching!

Needless to say, Xiang Qi and others formed a circle and protected Sima Xiangru in the middle.

After the two people sat cross-legged, they bitten their thumbs and drew them on their faces! It was obvious that they were preparing something.

However, on the surface of this brown shield, cracks spread like a spider web with a crackling sound, and then turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

This magical power is much more powerful than the spirit-breaking formation!

"Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities!" The fat monk transformed into the Tenth Palace King of Hell, Qin Guangdian Wang Jiang, snorted coldly. Facing this huge rain of swords, he calmly took out something and pinched it on his chest.

"Oh! What an amazing magical power!" The thin man named Xu shouted, and the man next to him, who was as fat as Maitreya, started laughing instead.

Seeing that the thin monk named Xu had dull eyes, Ning Xiaoqiao explained to Xiang Qi: "This disciple has fallen into my illusion. Now he seems to be in an endless night, unable to see anything.

I can't hear anything, I can't feel anything, as Hall Master Nangong said, this illusion of night is a technique that deprives the five senses."

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you are really good at playing."

Sima Xiangru looked surprised, not expecting that the other party could easily block his blow.

Arriving above the fat monk surnamed Liu, Sima Xiangru opened his right hand, shouted loudly, and transformed into five purple rays of light, which shot out from his fingertips. Then he clenched his fist... The five rays of rays turned to five directions, sharply breaking through the air.

Amidst the sound, he quickly struck at the fat monk surnamed Liu!

To the left, a senior fellow from the Huanyin Sect named Lu Lin pressed his right hand on the ground in front of him.

These dead souls kept making shrill screams, which made everyone upset, and the spiritual energy in their bodies became disordered.

Before anyone could react, black beams of light shot up into the sky within a radius of ten feet, and gathered above everyone's heads, like a black cage, trapping everyone and the two fat and thin monks in it!

The sinister wind that came from nowhere was raging within ten feet!

"Be careful!" Seeing Ning Xiaoqiao rushing over, Sima Xiangru suddenly said. At the same time, Xiang Qi also noticed that a smile appeared on the fat man's face!

not good!

"When you see the two of us, why don't you kneel down quickly!" The two men said in a sinister voice. Without waiting for the eight people to reply, they raised their hands and several black whip shadows suddenly came out from the surrounding cages and flung them at everyone!

The whip shadow roared, and two of the eight people did not notice it. They were hit by the whip shadow. A burst of black energy lingered around the injured area, and the expressions of the two people also darkened.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of Xiang Qi and others shrank.

The tall and thin monk surnamed Xu had a sinister look in his eyes. He stuck out his tongue, which was several feet long. He licked the bone sword and disappeared again amid the ravages of dead souls.

The burly monk named Huang had a sinister smile on his face...
To be continued...