I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 91 The Troll Arm
The female cultivator surnamed Yun stared blankly at the green-robed figure in front of her.

Couldn't speak for a while.

To be able to kill two disciples of the Soul Refining Demon Sect in just a few breaths is an extraordinary strength.

The other party is dressed in the costumes of the inner disciples of the Qingxu Sect. He should be a famous person, but he is very unfamiliar.

She knew all eight core disciples of Qingxu Sect.

But I don't recognize this person.

"This fairy, I'm Fang Han of the Qingxu Sect." Fang Han saw the female cultivator on the opposite side staring at him blankly, so he coughed lightly and introduced himself.

"So it's Daoist Fang, my name is Yun Qing, and I'm the inner disciple of Shuiyue Sect."

The female cultivator surnamed Yun realized this, her face blushed, she saluted slightly and said.

At the same time, he gathered his somewhat messy hair and cloud temples.

Although embarrassed, it is still full of charm.

However, Fang Han, the straight man, has no intention of admiring him.

Instead, he directly asked about the current situation.

This question made him feel cold.

Now the remaining disciples of the six major sects already knew that they had fallen into the trap of the Demon Sect. Many people turned back to the rocky beach where they came back, and hoped that the Jindanqi master would open the forbidden area to teleport and pick them up.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Sect set up an ambush there, specifically to ambush those returning disciples, causing heavy casualties in a short time.

It is estimated that there are not many disciples of the six major sects left in the forbidden area.

"Junior Brother Fang, one thing is very strange. After the incident, I tried to contact Master Xue, but I couldn't get in touch. It can't be true..."

Yun Qing murmured.

She has been unwilling to believe Duanmukui's words, but deep in her heart she is getting more and more uneasy.

Fang Han frowned and remained silent.

This secret realm is obviously an independent space, and ordinary sound transmission symbols cannot communicate with the outside world, but Yun Qing, as the inner disciple of the Shuiyue Sect, has some special means to communicate with his Jindanqi master on, but can't get in touch.

Then there must be something really big going on outside.

"Since it is an independent space, but not closed, there must be a way to get out."

"If you can come in through the magic door, you will definitely be able to get out."

Fang Han thought.

"Senior Sister Yun, you can rest in peace and recuperate in the grotto below."

"Don't come out at will."

"I'm going to find a way to leave."

Fang Han burned the corpses of the two disciples of the Soul Refining Demon Sect, erased the traces of the fight, and instructed Yun Qingdao.

"Junior Brother Fang, be careful."

Yun Qing nodded.

The two took out the sound transmission talisman, injected their respective auras, and then exchanged.

In this way, they can also communicate with each other in this forbidden area.

Then Fang Han's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the mountains.

And at the same time.

The rocky beach where everyone was teleported to.

The eight Qingxu Sect disciples were surrounded by more than [-] Demon Sect disciples.

They formed a formation and resisted hard.

Sword Qi, Daomang, spells radiate.

All the disciples of the Qingxu sect were bloodstained, left branched and right clumsy.

Obviously, after a series of hard battles, his mana has long been exhausted.

"what!"

With a scream, Ji Jie, a disciple of Qingxu Sect and Fang Han's old acquaintance, was accidentally slashed into the chest by a bone knife. The disciple of the Soul Demon Sect used the soul-absorbing net to cover his head all at once, his eyes turned white, his soul was extracted out, and he was dead.

This time, the defensive formation that had been struggling to support was finally broken.

"Ah!" Another two disciples were torn to pieces by the besieging demon sect disciples.

"Brother Zhu, save me!"

The remaining disciples of the Qingxu Sect turned to the core disciples of the inner sect who were in the middle, and wished for help desperately.

Seeing this situation, the latter gritted his teeth and shook his shoulders. After a crackling noise, the cassock on his body suddenly became blurred, and instantly turned into a pair of blue wings about ten feet long.

Brother Zhu slapped the transformed wings fiercely, and the whole person flew into the air, leaving everyone behind and quickly fled.

"Zhu Yansong, you will die!"

"You pretend to be the big brother of the Qingxu Sect!"

The remaining disciples of Qingxu sect screamed and cursed in despair.

They followed Senior Brother Zhu all the way, thinking that they would hug the big tree to enjoy the shade, but they were directly abandoned as a shield at this time.

On top of the highest central peak of the range.

A group of demon monks in various costumes looked down.

Between the dim sky and the earth, one can vaguely see the fluctuations of fighting skills that occur from time to time.

"Everyone, it seems that my soul-refining demon sect has undoubtedly won the first place in the trial of our five major demon sects."

A gloomy young man in a gorgeous brocade robe in the center said proudly.

This trial of the demon sect is to use the disciples of the sect to hunt and kill the disciples of the orthodox sect, and the results are calculated by the number of hunted.

"Yes, the strength of the Soul Refining Demon Sect is obvious to all."

The rest of the Demon Sect disciples smiled a bit reluctantly, but they had to nod in agreement.

"Especially Senior Brother Xia, you are a brilliant genius."

"At such a young age, he can be called the No.1 of the young generation of the Demon Sect."

Other high-ranking disciples of the White Bone Sect, Yin Corpse Sect, Blood Demon Sect, and Tianjue Sect's Qi training disciples complimented each other.

No compliments.

Today's Soul Refining Demon Sect is not what it used to be.

In the hundreds of years since they withdrew from Chu State, they have developed to the point where they are well-known in the world of cultivating immortals in Lingyun Continent.

It's not like these small and medium-sized magic gates that live in a corner can compare.

Returning to Chu State this time also has the ambition to unify Chu State and several neighboring countries.

And the Xia Ziyou in front of him is the ancestor of the Yuanying stage of the Soul Refining Demon Sect, and a direct descendant of Xia's ancestor.

The background is no small matter.

In his early twenties, he was already at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. If it wasn't for some special reasons, he could have built his foundation a few years ago.

Such characters are not something they can offend.

Even the teacher of his own sect can't afford to offend him.

So they flattered one after another.

Hearing the compliments from the others, Xia Ziyou snorted noncommittally.

Instead, he frowned and looked around the mountains.

"This forbidden place, thousands of years ago, was a secret spiritual place found by our senior demon monks."

"It took a lot of effort to attract those idiots from Zhengdao to be fooled this time."

"It's just that it is said that the arm of an ancient troll is sealed here. I don't know if it is true or not."

"Senior Brother Xia, according to the records in my Baigumen sect's classics, it seems to be true." At this time, a high-ranking disciple of Baigumen who practiced Qi said beside him.

"However, these are just rumors. After all, there have been no records of any changes here for thousands of years."

"It's probably just spreading rumors." The senior disciple of the Blood Demon Sect next to him also laughed.

"I think so too." Xia Ziyou nodded.

"Ten thousand years ago, Chu State was one of the battlefields of the Great War of Immortals and Demons, so it is not surprising that various anecdotes and legends have been left behind."

"Even if it is really a sealed troll limb, we are all monks of the magic way, and we should not make it difficult for us to practice magic skills."

Xia Ziyou laughed.

The others laughed and agreed.

At this moment, Xia Ziyou saw a blue light flying towards the highest peak.

It was Senior Brother Zhu from the Qingxumen who controlled the flying wings and ran for his life in a panic.

"Interesting, there are also fish that slipped through the net."

"Everyone, I'm waiting for the end of the Demon Sect Trial, let us each show our talents, and let these fish that slip through the net end."

After Xia Ziyou sneered, his figure shook.

A pair of black flying wings also sprouted from behind, and quickly lifted off into the sky.

He rushed towards Brother Zhu who was running for his life in a panic.

(End of this chapter)