Chapter 57 The Succubus Ancestor (Part 1)

Beside Yang Zihe, the remaining casual cultivators glanced at each other and rushed out. However, the direction they were going seemed to be towards a side room!

"You beasts, you won't even let go of the souls of the casual cultivators who follow you!" I saw someone taking advantage of the chaos and running straight to the wing. I don't know who shouted, but I saw a thunder blast and a fishing net made of thunder and lightning.

, stopped these people directly.

The situation became even more chaotic. In the blink of an eye, all kinds of magical powers bloomed like fireworks in the entire mansion, and screams were heard from time to time. In a short time, more than a dozen people were dead!

At this time, Yin Yu was standing on the same spot with an imperceptible smile on his face. Behind him, the same was true for the five disciples of the hermit sect.

Covered by his sleeves and robe, Yin Yu was sketching something with his index finger, and saw very thin black lines floating out quietly, sticking to the ground, and then quickly extending towards the dozen dead people.

The thin black thread was like a tentacle, tightly binding the dozens of dead casual cultivators. As the thin thread was retracted, a dozen illusory souls were pulled away by the thin thread. After shrinking, they quickly returned to Yin Yu.

In hand!

Jinghun! Storage bag! Storage ring!

Although the cultivation levels of the dozen or so people vary widely, there are also several monks who are in the early stage of pill formation. For Yin Yu, this kind of strength is still of some use as long as the number is sufficient.

"It seems that no one in this hermit sect is good now!" Zi Ying whispered. She could tell that Nan Ruoxian and Qi Aotian had also noticed such a secret scene.

Perhaps he heard something, Yin Yu turned his eyes, grinned, and smiled at Ziying and others, his cold eyes made people shudder.

"Sin, sin." Master Yiming shook his head. The casual cultivators who were originally crowding around him rushed out at some point. In the chaotic scene, the original crusade against the three demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and ghost cultivators had evolved.

For random fights.

Within half a stick of incense, dozens more people died, and their souls were captured by Yin Yu using secret techniques.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of arms hugged him tightly!

Jie Jie's sneer was in his ears. In the evil wind, the man held Yang Xiu like this, and the two of them spun quickly. The evil wind burst out, and the black mist shrouded them. Because the two of them rotated too fast, they were soon swept away.

This overwhelming demonic energy covered the body.

"Yang Xiu!" The person who screamed seemed to be quite familiar with Yang Xiu. He screamed and rushed over, as if he wanted to avenge him!

The demon cultivator stood on the spot and saw this person rushing towards him without any fear. However, what he didn't expect was that when the figure approached him, his direction suddenly changed and he went straight to another wing next to him.

go!

"Damn ghost cultivator!" Yang Xiu endured the severe pain and just escaped when a demonic wind rose from the sky beside him. As Jie Jie sneered, a terrifying face was already stuck on his forehead!

Through the layers of silhouettes, in the middle of the opened wing, on an antique table, displayed were a pair of daggers with colorful lights flowing around them.

Anyone who practices the ghost path will be struck by thunder and lightning!

This blood is not red, but a strange green color!

"Poison! Ah! Damn it!" As his best friend, how could he not know what this green liquid is!

"As a righteous person, how can I let this monster kill innocent people indiscriminately! Fellow Taoists, help me!" The voice came, and it turned out to be one of those small sect alliances.

While saying this, many ghost cultivators behind him turned into clouds of black mist and rushed towards him!

These ghost monks came roaring, their hands and feet were like whips, their ends were as sharp as blades, and they were swept repeatedly, making the sound of ghosts screaming!

"Get up! Thunder Prison!" Yang Xiu collided with the Ghost Dao monk first, but when he saw his hands sealing the seal, in an instant, endless thunder was attracted. Under his control, silver thunder fell down in a radius of two feet.

Inside, it seems to be a purgatory made of thunder!

The location of the two of them was surprisingly at the door of that wing!

These two people must have a good relationship. Taking advantage of the chaos, they want to take possession of the high-grade spiritual weapon in the wing!

Here, the Heavy Meteor Demonic Palm was waving, and his own cultivation had reached the peak of pill formation. Coupled with the fierce attack, several people had been killed by him in a short period of time.

The world is declining, and the righteous path has fallen. They are extremely disgusted with these loose cultivators who are allied with demons and demons. They did not take action before, all because of caution. Now some people are shouting to eliminate demons and defend the righteous way. How can they, who claim to be righteous people,

I can bear it no longer!

"Hmph, a bunch of guys who overestimate their capabilities!" Among the ghosts, there was a guy covered in black robes, with only phosphorus-like eyes exposed at his eyes. His voice was like the night wind in the grave, and he looked like the leader of the ghosts!

There was no scream, no blood mist exploded. After a few breaths, as the demon cultivator stopped, Yang Xiu's shadow was nowhere to be seen in his arms, leaving only a piece of clothes stained with blood, falling to the ground.

The sudden change!

Immediately afterwards, where Chen An was splashed by the green liquid, green smoke rose, and his huge body was corroded by the green liquid and turned into blood in less than two breaths!

In fact, in this chaotic fight, many monks died at the door of the wing, especially the wing whose door had been opened, with the most corpses at the door.

Most of the flesh and blood on that pale face was missing. Under the black robe, only bones remained of a pair of feet. In those empty eye sockets, there were several maggots crawling in and out!

"Brother Wang, who asked you to snatch that treasure from me? Don't blame me for being cruel, brother. I will collect this top-grade spiritual weapon for you, brother!"

"Chen An, I have always regarded you as my best brother, and you actually hurt me!" In the chaos, a man with blood-stained hair and his left arm hanging weakly by his side shouted angrily.

No matter who you are or which alliance team you are in, you are here to grab the treasure. The more one dies, the greater your chance of getting the treasure.

Bang!

The door to the wing was directly knocked open by the strong wind.

The person who spoke before had a figure as electric as lightning. He walked among the many fighting monks and soon came to Zhong Yun's side. He raised his hand, held a copper hammer in his hand, and smashed it towards Zhong Yun's head!

When the fighting started, this group of people was extremely cautious and did not participate.

As a monk from a small sect, he did not initially attach himself to a top sect like the Shenyi Sect because although their sect was small, they still had a sense of pride.

"Fellow Taoist Yang Xiu, I'm here to help you!" An old man stepped forward and appeared beside Yang Xiu, shouting: "Wind!" The strong wind formed out of thin air and condensed in the palm of his hand. A frightening aura of destruction suddenly appeared.

!

Yang Xiu nodded, controlled hundreds of thunders above his head, and was about to kill a ghost cultivator who was charging towards him.

"Eliminate demons and defend the Tao! Eliminate demons and defend the Tao! Let's all come together!" Someone shouted loudly. The emotions of these small sect monks were instantly aroused. They no longer stood by and watched, but rushed forward!

Three people from Nan Ruoxian, Qi Aotian and others, plus Yang Zihe and others, Master Yiming and others, the alliance of the four factions slowly came together through the chaos. Now they can hold back their desires, and the casual cultivators surrounding them

, already very few.

"Don't even think about it, I can't get it, and you can't get it either!" The monk surnamed Wang was seriously injured. As he said this, he bit his silver teeth and actually bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted directly on the opposite body!

Severe pain swept through him. Yang Xiu watched in disbelief as his right arm exploded. The splattered flesh and blood spread out in front of his eyes. The heartbreaking pain almost made him faint!

Next to him, the old man holding the wind in his hand, in Yang Xiu's disbelieving eyes, a large black mist burst out of his body. When the black mist dissipated, he still looked half human!

Fighting is fake, grabbing treasure is real!

The three allied teams of demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and demon cultivators suffered a lot of casualties. Chong Xian, who was still standing there just watching, had already taken action at this time. His hands were spread out and were as big as a head. His left hand was red and his right hand was

Black, dancing, fishy wind bursts, those who are swept by the wind of its palm will turn into blood and water in a short time, and even the best spiritual weapons cannot break the defense of its demonic palm!

A unique aroma of elixir soon floated out.

On the table in the center of the room, there were actually hundreds of porcelain bottles placed, and the aroma of those elixirs wafted out from these porcelain bottles!

For a moment, there was a brief silence in the chaotic field. There were so many people present, many of whom were experts in elixirs. I heard someone exclaim: "It's the Blood Demon Pill, and the Pulse Expansion Pill!"

Blood Demon Pill and Pulse Expansion Pill are pills that are quite beneficial to the pill-forming monks. Even if they are placed in a sect like Shenyi Sect, they are rare. It is roughly estimated that there are enough in this room now.

Hundreds!

"Hahahaha! This high-grade spiritual weapon is mine!" A monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks exclaimed in ecstasy. While everyone was distracted, he grabbed the five-color dagger in his hand!

However, after the ecstasy, the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly exploded. In the blood mist, the five-color dagger was snatched away by someone unknown and put into the storage ring at a very fast speed, so that the blood mist dissipated and the five-color dagger was

No trace of it!

Killing people, seizing treasures, all in one go, and being invisible in front of everyone. This level of strength made Nan Ruoxian frown.
Chapter completed!