Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 10 The **** battle at Hanxiu Peak (3)

“Hey, old guy, if you don’t run away and stay here, do you think you can stop us on your own?”

Junior Brother Chen, who had a broken gong voice, looked at the great elder curiously. All the hundreds of ghost flags in his hands had been unfolded, surrounding the entire Hanxiu Peak, and not a single bird could escape.

"Hold up? Of course not, I stay here... so that I can kill you and avenge the dead tribesmen!"

The great elder swallowed a blood-red elixir in one gulp. The skin all over his body exuded a strange red color, and his aura continued to rise. The Great Perfection of Qi Refining, which was clearly in the dead end, was actually advancing and growing every moment, and was already approaching the pressure of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

“Blood-burning pill? Your Bai family really has some in stock, which surprises me again and again.”

Senior Brother Shen’s face was gloomy. He was startled at first, but soon became a bit ferocious.

"Don't say that the Burning Blood Pill can only temporarily give you the magic power of the Foundation Establishment Stage. It only lasts for one stick of incense. When the time comes, the blood will flow back and you will die, leaving no bones. Even if you are a real Foundation Establishment Stage monk, family monks like you , I still want to compete with the sect disciples like me, but I can’t.”

“Senior Brother Shen, leave this person to me. I can kill him casually with a stick of incense. Junior brother is short of a flying sword in his hand. Although the old guy’s sword is not high-end, it can be used.”

“It’s easy to say, but you won’t have a share in other things found in this family’s treasury!”

The two ghost spirit sect monks talked to each other and arranged the fate of the great elder and the Bai family members lightly, but they did not relax at all. Baigui Banner covered himself up in a black cloud, with a distance of tens of feet, and the arrogance in his mouth could not be seen at all.

Blood-burning elixir is a very special second-level elixir. The main material comes from the inner elixir of second-level monsters, and it is refined with the blood essence of several monsters.

The effect is also very simple. A Dzogchen monk in the Qi refining stage can take it and instantly have the magic power of a monk in the early stage of foundation building. It lasts for one stick of incense at the cost of one's life.

The alchemist who created this elixir originally intended to research an elixir that could overdraft the qi and blood and forcibly improve the realm. The imagined cost was only a few months of weakness, and it would also allow the user to experience the operation of the mana of a monk in the foundation-building period, which would be beneficial to the breakthrough of the foundation-building period. There are certain benefits to base.

However, after the refining was successful, the side effects were too great, and the cost of refining was high. The alchemist gave up the recipe after opening the furnace several times without finding a way to improve it. Therefore, the number of Blood Burning Pills circulating on the market rare.

“With just one blood-burning pill, it’s true that it can’t do anything to you...but the family is going to be destroyed, so what’s the use of hiding the so-called trump card.”

 The great elder murmured to himself, as if he was making a decision for himself.

 “Thousand Bamboo Formation, raise it for me!”

On Hanxiu Peak, there are countless black bamboos planted in lush greenery, forming an undulating sea of ​​bamboo.

At this time, with the great elder's roar, infinite green light burst out from the ground, causing the black bamboos to rustle and grow, and actually formed a formation and the top of the Hundred Ghost Flags did not fall down.

"This is the enlarged version of Yimu Qingshen Technique...?" Bai Zichen was stunned when he saw it in the warehouse. The green light felt very familiar to him. It was the Yimu Qingshen Technique that he practiced every day, but the scale was enlarged hundreds of times. .

As the black bamboo grows crazily, countless roots grow and twine rapidly under the ground, entangling the two Ghost Spirit Sect foundation-building stage monks.

Although they were protected by the Hyakki Banner and could not cause much harm, the disguise trapped the two of them in a very small area and they were unable to break through the root cage.

The great elder took out a green talisman from his chest, bowed solemnly, and touched the edge of the sword with his wrist. The blood sprayed directly on the talisman, turning it into a jade flying sword.

“Sword talisman! It’s a talisman. Where did your Bai family get the talisman?”

Junior brother Chen who broke the gong, as if he had seen a ghost, sacrificed five magic weapons in succession to block his side. At the same time, he took out a dagger and decisively chopped off his wrist, and threw it to the evil ghost on the main banner of the Hundred Ghost Banner. The two chewed the wrist and swallowed it, then crawled out from the flag and attached themselves to his body, forming a vicious black armor.

“Impossible. The ancestor of the Bai family, who has the highest level of cultivation and is barely in the late stage of foundation building, has never heard of any ancestor who has a close relationship with him. How could he hide a talisman!"

Senior Brother Shen also couldn't believe it. He took three defensive talismans on his body, and then took out a big bell and placed it over his head.

The talisman is still the Master Jiedan. At the cost of losing his own talisman, he seals part of the power of the magic weapon in the talisman. Only the Master Jiedan who is about to be transformed has always done this, so that the talisman can be passed on to his closest descendants and disciples. .

Having the power of a magic weapon, one can imagine how powerful the talisman is, not to mention the sword talisman that kills the most among all talismans.

The great elder held the jade flying sword and used his body to control the sword. Just a thought turned into a blue light and circled the monk surnamed Shen three times.

Any protective magic talisman you use is just like paper, indestructible.

Even the bronze bell instrument fell to the ground with a clang on the third round, neatly split into two halves, smooth and flat.

“Fellow Taoist, keep your hands, I am the Ghost Spirit Sect and Soul Palace…”

 Before the monk surnamed Shen finished speaking, his body and head were separated, and his spirit and soul were destroyed.

 The green light dissipated, and the Great Elder reappeared. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was shaking. Even with the blood-burning pill, a strange and counterproductive elixir, it was still a bit reluctant for the elder to activate the sword talisman. What's more, he used the sword talisman to the limit and combined with Qingming, he could kill the monk named Shen in three breaths.

 “Time is running out, kill a few more!”

The Great Elder glanced at Broken Luo's junior brother named Chen, who was sweating coldly. Then he slashed at him with a sword that turned into blue light, smashing a pair of bells and a flying knife. He then cut off two sea-splitting forks with one sword, and was blackmailed. A blocked it.

With this buffer in hand, Junior Brother Chen took out another green orb and pushed it forward to add another barrier.

The green light turned and rushed directly towards the surrounding Ghost Spirit Sect Qi Refining Stage disciples.

This sword talisman was passed down from the ancestors of the Bai family. It was only used once in hundreds of years, but all the bystanders were slaughtered. Naturally, no news about the Bai family talisman spread. But when the sword talisman arrived in the hands of the ancestors of the Bai family, it had been used many times, and after that there was only one last chance to use it.

 Today the sword talisman was activated, and the sword wielder under the influence of the great elder clearly felt that the power of the sword talisman might be exhausted at any time, so he had no time to waste time on the difficult junior brother named Chen.

　　咻! call out! call out!

Three ghost spirit sect monks in the late stage of Qi refining were called out by the elder. Regardless of whether they had defensive weapons or not, they were all shaken by the blue light and their souls flew away.

The green light receded, and the jasper flying sword returned to a green talisman. It ignited spontaneously in the absence of wind. All the power of the sword talisman was used up, and its mission was completed.

“Haha, it’s great. Before I died, I was replaced by a Ghost Spirit Sect foundation-building monk. When I get to the underworld, my ancestors can’t blame me for wasting the sword talisman!”

The great elder fell to the ground, looked up to the sky and laughed, then tried hard to turn his stiff head and looked around, as if he wanted to take in Hanxiu Peak.

boom!

 The blood-burning pill expired, and the great elder's whole body swelled up and exploded into a ball of blood mist, with no bones left.

"Damn the Bai family monks, I will collect all your souls, slowly boil them with magic fire for forty-nine days, and then send them hundreds of ghost flags, and you will never be reincarnated!"

Junior brother surnamed Chen finally broke through the rhizome cage, looked at the corpses on the ground, and became furious. There was blood dripping from the broken wrist.

 (End of this chapter)