Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Miss Mu, this matter has nothing to do with you, so why should you interfere?"

Feng Qi said solemnly.

Mu Yunxin said softly.

"Junior Sister Ji and I are as close as sisters; Senior Brother Xue and I are close friends."

"Hehuan Sect and Xuantian Sword Sect share weal and woe, advance and retreat together."

Feng Qi said coldly, "Do you Hehuan Sect and Xuantian Sword Sect only dare to rely on the number of people?"

Mu Yunxin smiled charmingly.

"We just rely on the large number of people to bully you, the Beast Control Sect, because there are few people. What can you do?"

Feng Qi frowned coldly and stared at Mu Yunxin for a long time, then turned to look at Rong Jingyun.

"Elder Rong, for the sake of our fellow sect, can you help me and fight against the enemy together?"

Rong Jingyun is also at the peak of foundation building, if she is willing to work together to deal with Mu Yunxin and others.

On the surface, both sides have two cultivation bases at the pinnacle of foundation building, and in terms of top-level combat capabilities, their strength is even.

Rong Jingyun glanced at Feng Qi with a cold expression.

"Elder Feng, please don't involve the sect in your personal grudges with others. My Taoist companion and I only want to get a piece of ten thousand years of spiritual liquid, and have no intention of intervening in the dispute between you."

Rong Jingyun simply rejected Feng Qi and made his attitude clear to Mu Yunxin and others.

Feng Qi said, "Elder Rong, don't you care about our friendship at all?"

Rong Jingyun sneered.

"Friendship from the same sect? When you bullied Elder Wu just now, you didn't think about friendship from the same sect."

"Hahaha..."

Mu Yunxin suddenly laughed loudly.

"I didn't expect that the all-powerful Master Feng would sometimes beg for help everywhere."

"Feng Qi, take your dog legs and get out of the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid Palace!"

"Otherwise, this palace will be stained with blood."

Six robbery cultivators, Xue Gu, Mu Yunxin, and Ji Ruxue, a total of nine people, all released their spiritual weapons.

All of a sudden.

The atmosphere in the entire hall became extremely solemn.

The murderous intent boiled and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Feng Qi's face was as gloomy as water. He never expected that things would develop to this point.

The Hehuan Sect and the Xuantian Sword Sect actually united to force him to withdraw from the competition for the ten thousand years of spiritual fluid.

"Mu Yunxin, don't be too pushy. I have already agreed to give up a stone futon." Feng Qi made his final struggle.

Mu Yunxin was unmoved after hearing this.

"Get out! Or, die!"

Feng Qi's face was livid, his teeth were clenching, and he was obviously extremely angry.

But he was weaker than others, so he had to bow his head.

He stood up from the stone futon and glanced at Mu Yunxin and others fiercely.

A look of resentment on his face.

"Walk!"

Feng Qi shouted and flew towards the outside of the hall.

Leng Tianlu and the injured masked man followed him step by step and left the hall.

The three of them quickly disappeared without a trace.

Feng Qi wanted to use the masked man to obtain an extra portion of the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid, but it ended up being self-defeating. The Hehuan Sect and Xuantian Sword Sect jointly took away the original portion of the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid.

Among the six robbery cultivators, a man and a woman walked out and rushed towards the two empty stone futons.

suddenly.

Five skeletal ghosts appeared next to Jiehui and quickly moved towards an empty stone futon.

This stone futon was originally occupied by Feng Qi and is adjacent to the stone futon occupied by Jiehui.

Due to the closer distance, the five-headed skeleton ghosts arrived first and surrounded the stone futon.

"Bald donkey of Hunyuan Temple, what do you mean?"

Ji Ruxue saw this and asked sharply.

Jie Hui sat cross-legged on the stone futon, bowed slightly and saluted, with a compassionate face.

"This female benefactor, the poor monk, naturally wants to seize an opportunity."

Ji Ruxue said angrily, "This stone futon was taken from Feng Qi by our Xuantian Sword Sect and Hehuan Sect. You bald donkeys were silent just now, but now you want to take advantage of it."

Jie Hui said calmly and calmly.

"The Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid is a thing without an owner, so it is naturally inhabited by virtuous people."

"I, a Buddhist cultivator in Hunyuan Temple, save all sentient beings and am a great merciful and virtuous person. I should get more spiritual liquid."

Ji Ruxue cursed angrily, "You are a bald donkey. You refine your soul and control your soul, and you are a slave to ghosts. Where can you find the compassion?"

Jiehui clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and looked pious.

"Buddha said that all living beings are equal, everything can become a Buddha, and ghosts can also become a Buddha."

"The poor monk never enslaved ghosts! The poor monk is transforming ghosts. When the poor monk becomes a Buddha, these ghosts can ascend to bliss together with the poor monk and avoid the suffering of reincarnation."

"How can the female donor make such blasphemous remarks about something that is extremely virtuous and good?"

Jiehui looked compassionate and pious, as if what he said was true.

When Ji Ruxue heard this, she was not angry but smiled, and couldn't help laughing for no reason.

"You bald donkeys are indeed eloquent. According to your statement, aren't those ghost cultivators all good deeds and virtuous people? They should go to your Western Paradise to become Buddhas and ancestors."

"It turns out that the supreme Buddha in the Buddhist teachings is all evil and evil."

Faced with Ji Ruxue's ridicule, Jie Hui became angry.

"Ignorant woman, how dare you slander me, the Buddha, and seek death!"

The compassionate look on Jie Hui's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a murderous intent.

I saw him gently sliding the rosary beads in his hand to see the five-headed skull ghost, then abandoned the stone futon, held a rusty long knife, and killed Ji Ruxue.

These five skull ghosts are all at the late second level.

The strength of every ghost is comparable to Ji Ruxue in the late stage of foundation building.

Ji Ruxue showed no fear.

"A mere ghost dares to show off his evil deeds."

As soon as he finished speaking, nine flying swords suddenly appeared.

Ji Ruxue gave a sweet shout.

"Big Hole Divine Thunder!"

In an instant, lightning flashed on the nine long swords.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but look sideways.

Especially Lei Yuanhua and the other five members of the Lei family.

The Great Cave Divine Thunder is one of the nine great thunder secret arts of the Lei family. The second thunder method requires a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment or above to be practiced.

Due to the pressure from several major sects in the world of immortality, the Lei family once leaked the first two of the nine divine thunder secret techniques to several major sects.

These sects found that it was difficult for their disciples to practice the Mysterious Divine Thunder Technique to such a profound level that they could not unleash the true power of the Mysterious Divine Thunder Technique.

Slowly, these sects were extinguished, seizing the thoughts of the nine divine thunder secrets.

So, later, there were rumors in the world of immortal cultivation that only the blood of the Lei family could exert the true power of the nine divine thunder secret arts.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Ji Ruxue, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, practices the Great Cave Divine Thunder.

The strange thing is that she actually dared to take it out to face the enemy.

Moreover, she faced five enemies with the same cultivation level as her.

Song Wen, who had been staying in the corner of the hall and was almost forgotten by everyone, also looked surprised.

The 'Great Hole Divine Thunder' that Ji Ruxue displayed actually appeared from the nine-handled sword body.

This is very different from the 'Big Hole Divine Thunder' he used.

When Song Wen casts it, the divine thunder comes from the sky.

Moreover, according to the record on the secret technique of divine thunder obtained by Song Wen, divine thunder should fall from the sky.

"Could it be that there are powerful people in Xuantian Sword Sect who have improved the secret technique of divine thunder?"

Song Wen thought to himself.