The world of self-cultivation is at the foot of Daoyizong Mountain.

    A god-turning elder led a few Nascent disciples to patrol down the mountain. These Nascent practitioners were either direct disciples or highly valued disciples from the inner sect. The skill of the master of the faction was actually doing a mountain patrol mission at this time.

    "In the past, such trivial matters as mountain tours were done by a junior disciple from the inner sect of the Jindan stage and a few disciples from the outer sect of the foundation-building stage. Team, it's all to blame for the Temple of Fu, where did they get so many masters?" said a Nascent Soul disciple.

      Master Qi used an artifact to destroy our mountain protection formation, and that battle killed and injured many of the god-transforming elders. The younger brother of the elder Tiansong who led us to patrol the mountain died in that battle. You are mentioning the temple now, aren't you Sprinkle salt on Elder Tiansong's wound."

    "I don't find anyone breaking the formation?" Qing Ming said.

    The female disciple sighed: "The other party used Jiutian Ling, an ancient artifact, which is silent and invisible. And all the disciples who patrolled the mountain at that time were all killed by the people in the temple. If we are as strong as us, at least If I can send a message back to the mountain gate, my gate will not be attacked by the Fushen Temple unprepared."

    "I heard that the Heavenly Sword Sect also sent a communication talisman that day, saying that they were attacked by the Temple of Fushen?"

     "Exactly, at that time, Dao Yizong had no time to take care of himself, and finally defeated the enemy, and the head took a few elders to repair the mountain protection formation without sleep, and it was only relieved today. Fortunately, after the incident, the Heavenly Sword Sect sent a message to report that he was safe, saying that there was an expert to help."

    "What a master?"

    "They didn't mention it."

    Qing Ming, who had a lot of questions, leaned on the side of a female disciple of Daoist sect, his eyes swept over the beautiful face of the female disciple, and said through voice: "I heard that the Qingtian Sword Sect is asking for protection and giving After learning about the magic weapons of many sects, are there any old things from the master of the Xuansu Double Swords?"

    The female disciple only felt that the gentle and polite senior brother today not only talked a lot, but also looked wretched, and frowned: "This is the matter of the elders, how do I know, why are you talking so much? , Uncle Tiansong has already come over."

    Qing Ming put his arms around the female disciple's waist and smiled evilly: "It seems that you only know so much, the rest has to ask the old man who led the team!"

    After speaking, he pierced the female disciple's lower abdomen with a palm from the back, held the Nascent Soul in the dantian, smiled and said to Elder Tiansong: "Dao Yizong's ox nose, I am the blood of the temple. Protector, you should have heard of me?"

    The other disciples of Daoyi sect responded in a timely manner, and immediately moved away from the blood protector and the woman, and retreated behind Elder Tiansong, preparing to set up a formation to deal with this evildoer.

    "Bold monster, what did you do to Qingming?" Elder Tiansong shouted.

    The blood protector smiled and said: "Old Tiansong, you and I became famous at the same time. Have you heard of the unique stunt of the blood protector in the temple?"

    It is precisely because of knowing that Elder Tiansong is sad for Qingming. According to legend, there is a secret technique in the blood protection method, which can turn the whole body into pus and blood, merge into the blood of a certain cultivator, secretly devour the cultivator's Nascent Soul and flesh and blood, and finally only a human skin is left on the outside, the blood protection method can also be Act like this person.

    At this moment, Qingming's skin fell a little bit, obviously he had been killed, count the time, it should be a few days ago when the temple was attacking the mountain, the blood guardian quietly chose a disciple to integrate into his body, Qing Ming was probably killed long ago.

    "Isn't it the time to care about a dead person?" The blood guardian injected force into female disciple Yu Wangshu's Nascent Soul, forcing Yu Wangshu to scream, "This is still alive. Well, she was pretty born, she was a pretty little beauty, her Yuan Yin was not lost, it would be a pity to die."

    "What do you want to do?" Elder Tiansong prepared to deal with the blood guardian, while the sound transmission disciple returned to the mountain as soon as possible.

    "I just wanted to ask, what did the Qingtian Sword Sect give to Dao Yizong? You obediently hand over all the things of the Qingtian Sword Sect, so you don't have to suffer like this. "When the Blood Protector spoke, his face had all fallen off, turning into a man with an evil face and blood-red eyes.

      "Yu Wangshu, Uncle Shi can't save you. If you can keep a trace of your soul, you can find Uncle Shi to settle the account in the next life, and you will be compensated for this skill and soul!"

    After saying that, Elder Tiansong waved the dust in his palm at the blood protector, but did not avoid Yu Wangshu at all, but wanted to attack two people with one move.

    "Aiya, why are you righteous people so cruel to your own people?" The blood protector took out his hand, held Yu Wangshu's Nascent Soul in his palm, and kicked the body without Nascent Soul. kick away.

    At the same time, he caught Tiansong's whisk with one palm, and his palm turned into a bright red blood flow to Tiansong's arm, as if to take Tiansong's body.

    How could Tiansong be fooled by the blood protector, he took out a khaki tortoise shell with his other hand and threw it at the blood protector.

    No matter how evil the blood protector is, it cannot be separated from the five elements.

    The black tortoise shell split into forty-nine rock and soil walls in the air, Tiansong took out the hand that was entangled by the blood protector, and used all his skills to manipulate the black tortoise shell to trap the blood protector. Tiansong deliberately left him to hold Yu Wangshu's hand when he was trapped in the Blood Protector. After all, he still wanted to save the sect disciples. Seeing that the Blood Protector had been trapped for the most part, he swung the whisk around Yu Wangshu's Nascent Soul. Try to save the disciple.

    At this moment, a knife passed through the chest from behind Tiansong, directly injuring Tiansong.

    Qing Ye's face also fell a little bit, and his face showed the appearance of blood protection: "Who said I can only control one person at a time? That's a matter of the spirit transformation period."

    The four guardians of the Temple of Fu, blood, yin, evil, and desire are all at the peak of the spirit transformation stage. The early stage of evil cultivation is fast and the later stage is slow. , if there is a real evil cultivation that has become the Mahayana period, it is impossible not to know about the Dao sect.

    This is supposed to be the blood protector of the spirit transformation period, and I don’t know when it became the Mahayana period.

    The blood guardian who was trapped by the black tortoise shell distracted and ripped off the magic weapon on his body, and said with a low smile: "Such a good high-level magic weapon, the Nascent Soul of your disciples, I smiled. You It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer the question, as long as you draw out your soul, the spiritism will let you say everything."

    Tian Song said with difficulty: "You, you are at the foot of Daoyizong Mountain, doing, doing such things, no, you will not succeed. I have sent a summons..."

    "Oh, you said this communication talisman," the blood guardian took out a talisman, he pointed to the sky and said, "Jiutian Ling is above, this space has been completely blocked, you can't say a word. Can't spread it, hahahahaha!"

    Just as Tiansong was preparing to burn all the jade and stones, it was said that a crack opened in the already blocked sky, which looked like a crack cut by a sword.

    A black cat fell from the gap, and it looked like a demon cultivator with extremely high skill. Tiansong saw that it was a demon clan, and thought that it was also an eagle dog of the Fushen Temple.

    The black cat circled in the air, glanced at the battlefield and said, "Which one is the **** of the Temple of God?"

    After finishing speaking, there is a difference: "Huh? The **** is not blocked. Usually, such things are 'beep-'."

    The blood protector's face sank: "Who are you? You can actually enter the space blocked by Jiutian Ling?"

    "Jiutian Ling?!" The black cat almost broke out, "No, our team is so lucky that we met Jiutian Ling right away?"

    He shouted at the crack in the sky: "Come on, Jiutian Ling is here!"

    "What are you shouting, don't I want to serve my boss?" A green willow branch hangs down from the sky. on the ground.

    The man in white with a sandalwood-colored fan in one hand walked down the willow ladder leisurely. This man looked very sultry, but there was a trace of righteousness in his eyes. Evil cultivators who practice the technique of harvesting and replenishing are the most crooked and crooked.

    The willow tree is next to him. He is wearing a new green robe, his hair is loose, his face is white and feminine, and his body is full of evil obstacles. Such profound power.

    The three people in a row are all evil cultivators, and they are all at the peak of the spirit transformation stage. Facing such an opponent, I am afraid that they will not be able to even self-destruct Nascent Soul. desolate.

    "Xiaoyao, your body is too big, and the hole is completely blocked, can't you honestly make a potted plant?" Behind them, a plain-looking man with a long knife in one hand jumped down , is a righteous monk.

    Following them were two young women, one was a red-clothed woman who was very beautiful, and the other was a little younger, with a light and holy spirit. It is spirituality!

    The six-member team of Black Cat, Yuanhang, Xiaoyao, Aotian, Qingyue, and Ganoderma Lucidum, with output, control and treatment, came to the world of self-cultivation with complete configuration.

    The leading black cat pointed to the blood protector and said, "This kid has a nine-day ling, fight!"

    As soon as the voice fell, the black cat turned and turned into a monk in the sky, turning into a monk holding a golden Zen staff.

    A golden "Gan" character appeared on the Zen staff and slammed heavily on the Blood Protector.

    "My God, can you say it?" The black cat said in surprise, "Brothers, there is no shield in this map!"

    "I'll try, Gan Gan Gan Gan! Really, so happy!" Willow Demon also said happily.

    Yangfan Yuanhang in the team pinched his eyebrows and sighed: "Save people quickly, the rules of the event say that saving people can increase points!"

    As for why these people did not resist, and why did the blood protector not stop it, of course, it was because Qingyue had already used the control skill "Down the Country" and controlled the local mind indiscriminately, as long as these people raised a trace The thought of "This woman is extremely beautiful" will be controlled by skills.

    The blood protection method is in the Mahayana period, and it is only controlled for a moment, but at this moment, let Yimeng Xiaoyao rescue Yuwang Shu Yuanying in his hand.

    Ganoderma lucidum girl patted her arm continuously to treat Dao Yizong disciples.

    Tian Song has the highest skill, and soon regained the ability to speak, he said with difficulty: "You, you are..."

    Ganoderma lucidum girl said: "Speak less and focus on healing. After you recover, quickly help us to set up that spiritual gathering array, which can quickly restore spiritual energy."

    Since she saw the Spirit Gathering Array at Qi Feishen's place last time, the Lingzhi girl has regarded all these NPCs as food and grass storage.

    The other side of the blood guardian quickly sobered up, he asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

    "We are disciples of Wushuang Sect and allies of Duguzhuo. How old are you? In another way, how is your skill?" Ao Tian asked.

    "Dougu Zhuo? It's really easy to come by, and even a few cultivators in the Divine Transformation stage dare to shout with me, a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, and immediately tell you to die without knowing how! "The Blood Protector said gloomily.

    He was excited to find the news of Dugu Zhuo, but at this time, several people on the opposite side were also happy to high-five.

    "The Mahayana period, level 100! Jiutian Ling, one of the four quest items, just happened to us, yay!" The black cat said happily.

    "By killing the Mahayana cultivators, we can gain experience and advance to level 100, brothers!" Yimeng Xiaoyao rushed out first.