The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 633
Hua Yang stared dumbfounded at the changes in front of him, still not understanding what happened.

"Senior Brother Xiang, it's just three fruits, it's impossible for you to have such serious greed." He said while looking at Yu Feiran, "Senior Brother Yu, this..."

"He's not your brother Xiang." Yu Feiran's voice was clear and cold, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate, his eyes were fixed on the curved blade in Xian Yuyi's hand, "He is an evil cultivator."

"Evil cultivator?" Hua Yang was taken aback, "How is it possible, he clearly..."

"The evil cultivator must have practiced the soul-searching technique, so it's no surprise to recognize you." Yu Feiran stopped Hua Yang's endless questions with just one sentence.

At this moment, the fog gradually began to rise in the river valley, Xian Yuyi fell to the ground, feeling powerless, unable to release Yu Feiran's restraint at all, even having difficulty moving.

He lowered his head, and the nails on both hands behind his back quietly lengthened, piercing into his fingertips.

The blood energy escaped in strands and drifted away with the wind in the thick fog.

These fogs with the effect of shielding spiritual consciousness not only blocked Yu Feiran's eyes, but also blocked Yunying's spiritual consciousness.

Yu Feiran asked Xian Yuyi: "When did you impersonate Senior Brother Xiang? Was it when you attacked Mingyuezong's flying boat?"

Xian Yuyi wanted to deny it to death, but suddenly felt the itching in his throat was unbearable, so he opened his mouth involuntarily: "Yes."

He was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't control his voice at all.

"Why did you sneak into Haidong's secret realm?" Yu Feiran's questioning method was much more straightforward than Yunying's. After all, Yunying had a lot of secrets, and she knew too little about Xian Yuyi during the questioning. She was worried that if he was a Smart people, on the contrary, will find flaws in their own words.

Yu Feiran didn't have such worries, and with countless strange medicines on his body, he naturally asked Huanglong directly.

Xian Yuyi listened to his own voice in despair: "Arrange the evil-gathering array and evil puppets to change the trajectory of Haidong's secret realm."

"Evil puppet? Gathering evil formation? Have you already arranged it?"

"I have laid out the evil puppet, and others need to draw the evil gathering formation."

"Others? Who are they?"

"It's the four subordinates of my Shangqing Sect who sneaked into Lianxian Terrace, Leiyin Palace, Binghuo Pavilion and Youhuang Zhai respectively."

Hearing that Moxiu was also mixed into the Lianxian Terrace, Yu Feiran couldn't help but frowned, and he asked: "Is there a way to call them here?"

"They... have come."

Yu Feiran was stunned for a rare moment, then understood, and pulled Hua Yang to roll on the spot, avoiding a menacing bloody palm print.

In the dense mist, three figures reappeared from three directions, their blood-colored nails curved like eagle claws, and they moved towards the two of them mercilessly.

Yu Feiran snorted coldly, flung out a black lacquer elixir with his left hand, and moved the five fingers of his right hand like playing a piano, with every flick, ten silver needles pierced towards the three of them.

The pill exploded suddenly, and black air burst out, enveloping the three of them, Lian Xianyu Yi.

One of them seemed to have been prepared for a long time, retreated to Xian Yuyi's side, flicked his sleeves, and blocked the black air for himself and Xian Yuyi in time, he didn't dare to hesitate, let alone remind the other two to grab Xian Yuyi His shoulders quickly withdrew from the envelop of the black air, rushed into the boundless fog and disappeared without a trace.

Before the two people who were thrown could react, they felt that the skin that came into contact with the black air was rapidly festering, and the pain was burning like fire.

Yu Feiran stuffed Hua Yang with an antidote, sat down cross-legged, and quietly waited for the moment when the flesh and blood of the two evil cultivators were completely festered.

(End of this chapter)