The immortality of mortals

Chapter 102 Blood Servant

"Why did you guys break into the palace and break the protective formation? Aren't you afraid of violating the seven sects' ban?"

Just when Mo Jiao destroyed the formation and everyone moved towards the palace.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with straight features and a white face flew out and stood in the distance.

"Hmph, you evil cultivator, you still dare to quibble!"

Liu Jing shouted with a stern face.

As the imperial palace that rules mortals and maintains the stability of the country, it has been stipulated since the founding of the Seven Factions that no monks are allowed to break into the palace, let alone massacre members of the royal family at will.

But several people had already reported it to Master Jiedan, so naturally they would not be frightened by these words.

"It's you?"

Han Li, who was standing to the side at this moment, frowned and looked at the middle-aged man with some confusion.

"What's going on, Junior Brother Han? Do you know him?"

Liu Jing turned his head and asked.

"This person's name is Qing Wen. I met him in the old years. At that time, I was still in the Qi refining stage. I didn't expect that after so many years of separation, he would actually become the foundation builder."

Han Li couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he recalled his experience in Tainan Valley.

If he had trusted the other party at that time, he might have been poisonous long ago.

At the thought of this, Han Li felt murderous intent in his heart.

"You can actually be promoted to Foundation Establishment without the Foundation Establishment Pill. You must have sacrificed blood to many monks."

When Liu Jing heard this, he was furious and raised his hand to draw the magic weapon.

The middle-aged Taoist priest Qing Wen was naturally on guard.

At the same time as Liu Jing took action, he took out five cyan bead-shaped instruments, which were floating around and arranged in a pentagonal shape.

When the magical weapon attacked, a pentagonal prism shield appeared out of thin air, emitting a green luster and protecting it tightly.

Ding!
The magic weapon that Liu Jing took out in anger made a slight sound when he hit it, but it turned out to be useless.

"Hahaha, my Aoki True Shield can only be broken by monks at the core-building stage, and monks at the foundation-building stage can't even think of damaging it at all!"

With a smile on his face, Taoist Qingwen shot out two cold golden rings and counterattacked Liu Jing.

"The demonic evildoers, why do all of you fellow disciples have to talk about moral principles? Let's get rid of them together!"

Yang Xuan suddenly said loudly.

The rest of the people also had this intention, and they all nodded and used their magical weapons to attack.

Han Li directly drove the golden clam blade to hit the light barrier.

Yang Xuan's Fire Cloud Sword penetrated.

Nie Ying, who had bought time, had finished reciting the mantra and gathered her true energy, forming a huge firebird in the air and pecking at the Taoist priest.

Mo Jiao also spurted a stream of black water from his bloody mouth.

Attacks from multiple directions hit the cyan shield.

The sharp golden energy repeatedly pierced and slashed, the fire bird's fierce flames burned, the highly toxic black water quickly contaminated and corroded, and the light of Liu Jing and Zhong Weiniang's magic weapons was not weak at all.

"not good!"

The Taoist priest Qing Wen's expression, which was still complacent at first, changed drastically. The shield that boasted of being able to withstand the attack of the pill actually shattered.

Yang Xuan's Lingshuang Knife silently hit the shield, immediately becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The cyan shield flashed twice and was broken directly.

Suddenly various attacks rushed towards Taoist Qingwen.

Just in time.

Suddenly, a hand with only four fingers stretched out from behind and directly pulled Taoist Qingwen to avoid the fatal attack.

"Hey hey hey, we have to attack all the blue lines together. It seems that the disciples of the big sect are nothing more than that."

A lazy voice sounded, and three figures suddenly appeared in front of the palace hall.

"Hmph, Leaf Snake, don't be careless."

Qing Wen's face was a bit ugly as he spoke to a lazy young man in a yellow shirt next to him who had no fingers.

"It seems that you are the four blood warriors."

Yang Xuan, who was familiar with the information about the Blood Demon Sect, said.

In the entire Blood Demon Sect, apart from the leader, the four blood servants are the strongest, followed by the altar leaders and protectors of all parties.Everyone in Huang Maple Valley looked at the other two figures.

The white figure on the far left looks erratic, with a faint white aura emitting from his body, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

Next to him was a strong man with a bald head and bald eyebrows.

Wearing blood-red clothes, his face was not concealed at all, and he looked at Yang Xuan with murderous eyes, revealing a particularly sinister look.

"I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance."

After seeing the bald-browed man, Yang Xuan smiled.

"Junior Brother Yang, do you know this Blood Warrior?"

Nie Ying, who was standing beside him, said strangely.

Yang Xuan nodded.

The bald man with bald eyebrows opposite him was obviously Ge Hong, who had actively provoked him during the Immortal Ascension Conference.

When the top ten were in the final battle, they gave in and chose someone else to challenge. However, they still lost to No. 10 and missed the opportunity to enter the Yellow Maple Valley.

"Yang Xuan, it's really you!"

The bald man with bald eyebrows had a fierce look in his eyes.

Although Yang Xuan didn't feel anything special, the big man looked like he hated him to the core.

Two people who once worked hard for the conference.

Now the gap is getting bigger and bigger every day.

The other party is a respected genius, but he, Ge Hong, is just a rat in the gutter, harboring ordinary people and not daring to show his face.

"Today is different from the past. Now I have also broken through the foundation. I will definitely defeat you here and drain you of all your blood essence!"

The bald-browed man Ge Hong said bitterly.

"Hey, Tie Luo, it seems we all have old grievances to resolve, so let's deal with each other one by one!"

Taoist Qing Wen said to the bald man.

"Then leave the remaining three people to me and the Ice Demon!"

The lazy young man in yellow shirt smiled.

"Hmph, just three people in the early stage of foundation building and one in the middle stage of foundation building still dare to speak arrogant words."

Liu Jing took action directly.

The four blood warriors also reacted quickly. Taoist priest Qing Wen went straight to attack Han Li, and the bald-browed man nicknamed Tie Luo faced Yang Xuan.

The remaining young man in yellow shirt and the ice demon emitting white mist attacked Nie Ying, Zhong Weiniang and Liu Jing at the same time.

As for the two Murong brothers, they were still at the peak of Qi refining and could not participate in the battle. They had been sent in advance to eliminate the remaining Black Evil cultists.

Nine foundation-building monks fought in a melee, and the entire palace square was shattered to pieces.

The fierce-faced bald-browed man's eyes gleamed with strange light, he roared low, his whole body glowed with blood, and his speed was extremely fast.

He raised a huge blood-red fist and hit Yang Xuan hard without using any magic weapon.

"You don't use magic weapons. It seems you are very confident in your body."

Yang Xuan smiled and used his magic power to move the iron dazzling shield in front of him.

"Hmph, do you think it's still the time of the conference? I'm no longer the same as before... Break it for me!"

The bald-browed man had a ferocious look on his face.

At the same time as he spoke, he hit the French shield.

He was confident that with his current body strength, even top-level magic weapons would be damaged.

clang!
The blood-red huge fist collided with the iron shield, and a huge shock wave suddenly exploded.

The bald-browed man was so shocked that he took several steps back.

But Yang Xuan was as motionless as a mountain, and the solid iron glare shield was also intact.

The big man looked shocked when he saw this, his fists were still shaking slightly, and he felt bursts of pain.

"Impossible, how come your magic power is so strong?!"

Yang Xuan's safety made the big man's previous heroic words seem a bit ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)