Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Through Everything.

Yuan Jianchao's eyes were like dead fish.

Until his death, he didn't know why his father wanted to kill him.

Miao Ruochu, Yao Qingyi, and Shi Shouren were all shocked and dared not move.

"Chen Xuan, when did you start to doubt me?"

Yuan Qingfeng stared at Chen Xuan while absorbing Yuan Jianchao's blood.

"I suspected you from the first time I saw you."

Chen Xuan still smiled.

"But it's just suspicion. After all, you have the highest cultivation among us."

"You shouldn't say that you have been here once."

"Also, just now, you said that the Holy Lord projected, which made me finally confirm. Even if it's not a demon, it's a demon cultivator."

Yuan Qingfeng sighed lightly.

"Have the cultivators now become so smart?"

"I really look forward to your blood and flesh essence!"

Yuan Jianchao fell down softly, leaving only a piece of skin and a skeleton.

"Do you know why he wants to absorb the flesh and blood of so many cultivators?"

"Because he is not Yuan Qingfeng at all, but a remnant soul parasitic in Yuan Qingfeng's body!"

In the state of the Sky Eye, Chen Xuan clearly saw Yuan Qingfeng's true face.

The whole body was completely lifeless, relying only on the black evil spirit to support itself.

"Noisy!"

Yuan Qingfeng's body suddenly had a layer of dark light, deep and bottomless, and quickly expanded outward, soon involving all the people around him.

"Do it!"

Following Yuan Qingling's order, the sturdy Shi Shouyi, holding a heavy hammer, rushed over like a giant.

However, before he could do it, Feng Li next to Bai Tingting flashed and came in front of him.

The grass-like green staff in his hand lightly touched Shi Shouyi and jumped back.

Shi Shouyi, who was as powerful as thunder, suddenly stopped in place.

The muscles of his whole body bulged uncontrollably, breaking the surface skin, and exploded with a "bang".

"No!"

Amid the wailing, Shi Shouyi's body exploded "bang bang bang" all over.

Finally, it became a pile of rotten meat.

"Sir, the Holy Lord!"

He wanted to ask Yuan Qingfeng for help.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Qingfeng cursed.

"Useless thing!"

Then, he slapped him on the head and sucked him into a skeleton.

"Miao Ruochu, Yao Qingyi, you still don't wake up? Is this Saint Lord worth your life?"

Yuan Qingfeng sneered: "Go!"

Yao Qingyi rolled her eyes and walked straight towards Chen Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you are so handsome, sister will play with you!"

Chen Xuan shook his head.

"Yao Qingyi, you are old and ugly. You killed innocent people and your sister to prove your truth. Now you are so ugly that I can't stand it."

"Chen Xuan, I want your life!"

The black long scissors were raised and cut towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan retreated quickly.

Sixteen soul-devouring devil insects flew over.

The insect shadows were uncertain, as if they were there and not there.

The black long scissors clamped a few times, but not a single soul-devouring devil insect was clamped.

The soul-devouring devil insects seemed to have no entity and all disappeared into the void.

Yao Qingyi's face changed drastically.

Just when she was about to put away the black long scissors, a soul-devouring devil insect flew silently to her face, probed into her mouthparts, and took a deep breath.

"Ah!"

Yao Qingyi trembled with pain.

However, more soul-devouring devil insects pounced on her.

Not long after, Yao Qingyi quickly aged, her black hair turned white, her face was full of wrinkles, her skin was like chicken skin, and her beautiful curves became shriveled.

She waved her black scissors and struggled to get up. Seeing the old hands, she couldn't help but touch her face.

Wherever she touched, there were pits and bumps.

"Chen Xuan, you will die!"

Yao Qingyi screamed and died!

On the other side.

Miao Ruochu, who was fighting with Bai Tingting, was shocked when he saw Yao Qingyi's old appearance.

Turning around and trying to escape, Bai Tingting's cold sword cut her in half.

In fact, Bai Tingting only focused a little on the fight with Miao Ruochu and kept staring at Yuan Qingfeng.

To her surprise, Yuan Qingfeng was indifferent from beginning to end.

He watched silently until Yao Qingyi and Miao Ruochu fell.

He then said: "Okay, it's quiet!"

He waved his sleeves, and the bodies of the two people, including the body of Yao Zhaoyi, who no one paid attention to at the beginning, were all sucked into skeletons by him.

"Tell me, how do you two want to die? Since you have helped me a lot, I will let you choose a way to die."

Bai Tingting and Feng Li looked at Yuan Qingfeng in front of them nervously.

The windless and automatic Hanpo Sword and the slightly trembling Feng Li Staff were always alert and vigilant.

Chen Xuan was not so nervous.

He chuckled.

"If you really have that ability, why bother so much? You can take them all down in the White Jade Stele Hall. Wouldn't it be better?"

"If the real body of the demon was here, Bai Daoyou and I would naturally turn around and run. It's just a parasitic residual soul. Do you really think you are so powerful?"

Yuan Qingfeng's expression changed slightly.

Although he had just swallowed a lot of blood food, his control over this body was strengthened a bit.

After all, it was just a body in the middle stage of foundation building.

The two people opposite, one in the early stage of foundation building and the other in perfect Qi training, each relied on something.

He glanced at Feng Li and the soul-devouring demon insect swarm.

"Humph. Just a second-level spirit beast and a few soul-devouring insects. How can I be afraid of you?"

However, at this moment.

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Bai Tingting suddenly activated the Hanpo Sword, making a sharp sword sound, and a transparent sword light whistled and shot towards Yuan Qingfeng as fast as lightning.

At the same time, Fengli jumped up swiftly, and the Fengli staff in his hand pointed in the air, and a green light swept over.

Being attacked by Bai Tingting suddenly, Yuan Qingfeng was not afraid, and a black gas emerged from his body, forming a black magic shield, which protected him firmly in it.

Then, he secretly pinched the magic formula, and his skinny palm turned into a huge black magic palm, grabbing Bai Tingting.

Bai Tingting snorted coldly, and a three-meter-long silk with flawless whiteness appeared on his left hand, shining with spiritual light, forming a cloud-like shape, wrapping the magic palm layer by layer.

Yuan Qingfeng opened his mouth and sprayed out a thick evil spirit, which formed several evil blades, and flew over with a soul-stirring scream.

However, an antique Qinglong bell rotated to block the evil blades, and the sound of "ding ding dang dang" kept ringing.

"Good boy!"

Yuan Qingfeng looked at Chen Xuan with a sharp look.

Chen Xuan had been preparing for a long time. At this time, the Qingmu Sword pointed at Yuan Qingfeng from a distance, the sword light was cold, and the spiritual energy around the sword body rushed into it crazily.

"A mere Qi training sword cultivator dares to show off in front of me, you don't know whether you live or die!"

Yuan Qingfeng was furious, and clapped his hands, and a Yinhun Banner appeared in his hand.

With a light wave, some familiar faces appeared on the Yinhun Banner. They were the seven people who had just fallen, including the Shi Shouren brothers, Lu Yunze and his wife, Yao Qingyi sisters, Yuan Jianchao, etc., all of whom had hideous faces and were cruel and vicious.

The unwillingness before death made them more violent.

And this was exactly what Yuan Qingfeng was after.

Not only did he suck the bodies of these people dry, he also collected their souls into this Yinhun Banner.

Sure enough, there was no waste at all.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law. Taoist disciple Chen Xuan, I beg the ancestor to grant the law!"

Chen Xuan stared at the statue on the altar and said slowly.

A strange scene happened.

The face of the statue suddenly became clear, and it was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a majestic appearance.

The sword in his hand lit up, making a clear sword sound, like the clear sound of a fire phoenix, turning into a red light, projected into the sparkling Qingmu sword in Chen Xuan's hand

On the originally green Qingmu sword, first a burst of azure thunder power flowed, and then it was wrapped in a layer of fiery red spiritual light.

Three completely different magic powers are perfectly integrated together, radiating a magnificent color that is breathtaking.

Yuan Qingfeng's face suddenly changed.

He felt the threat of the sword intent, and felt an inexplicable palpitation.

There is a long time to come, so it is more important to save the main body instead of fighting with such a junior!

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingfeng began to retreat.

However, Chen Xuan did not think so much.

The petals of the Thunder Blue Lotus were all in full bloom, the verdant sacred tree was radiant, and the mana of the whole body was like a sea, pouring into the Qingmu Sword in his hand like crazy.

"Cut!"

The Qingmu Sword carried a terrifying and majestic momentum, carrying the three powers of the divine sword intent, thunder power, and Qingling sword light, and the terrifying momentum of cutting mountains and seas and destroying everything, and shot towards Yuan Qingfeng at a high speed.

"No!"

Yuan Qingfeng roared.

His body swelled wildly, and the surrounding Yinsha demonic energy rushed in wildly. He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of blood-red blood and flesh essence, which turned into a solid blood-colored light shield to protect his whole body.

At this moment, Yuan Qingfeng's originally ruddy face suddenly turned pale, his breath was weak, his black hair turned white again, and his face was haggard.

It can be seen that this blood and flesh essence hurt his vitality.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, all the hundreds of ghosts in the ghost banner were sent out to intercept the Qingmu Sword.

The next moment,

the Qingmu Sword left a residual image, as if ignoring the space limit, and arrived almost instantly.

Wherever it passed, the intercepted ghosts sizzled, and the azure thunder power easily refined them into nothingness.

The eighteen soul-eating demon insects, as if they had found extremely delicious prey, flapped their wings and chased after them, biting the ghosts tightly when they caught them, and made a cheerful "dudu" laugh.

Finally, the Qingmu Sword flew in front of Yuan Qingfeng.

First, the Yinhun Banner tried to knock the Qingmu Sword away, but was shattered by the sword energy, and the banners turned into butterflies, leaving only the bare flagpole.

Then came the magic shield.

It didn't even last for a breath, and then it dimmed and collapsed completely.

Finally, the blood-colored light shield was still struggling to hold on, holding the Qingmu Sword tightly.

"Good! I didn't expect that you are the strongest among them!"

Yuan Qingfeng saw the blood-colored light shield blocking the Qingmu Sword, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Ordinary cultivators, let alone practicing Qi, even if they are building a foundation, no one can force him to this.

The Qingling sword energy and thunder power on the Qingmu Sword can threaten his soul.

What surprised him even more was that Chen Xuan could actually borrow the sword intent of the sword held by the statue of the deity.

And this sword intent is his nemesis.

Unbelievable.

Could it be that he really has a connection with this Taoist statue?

As long as he can survive this attack, he has plenty of ways to fight back against Chen Xuan and Bai Tingting.

"But that's it. I'll stop here. I'll let you see the power of the Holy Sect's magic!"