Head of the Female Sword Cultivation Sect

There is an old man on the altar, wearing a ghost mask with two horns, chanting words to the sword cottage.

Suddenly, the old man roared loudly, and a stream of Yin fire spewed out from his mouth, and the Yin fire sprayed into the furnace, and the furnace was full of flames.

There were screams in the furnace, piercing and piercing, horrible.

Ji Yi was stunned for a moment, the fire was raging, and the sudden screams startled him too.

The voice sounded like a little girl's. The fire in the furnace was already hot, but following the dark fire that the old man sprayed into the furnace, the flame curled upwards and turned into dark blue.

The blue flames emitted a dense cold air, and the chill rushed upwards, turning into frost and spreading along the wall of the underground cave.

Drops of blood fell from the sky and dripped into the furnace.

The girl's screams were endless.

The young man's demonic body flew into the furnace, and he saw that the dark red liquid was crazily compressed in the blue cold fire.

There were eight ugly ghosts on the furnace wall, flying wildly like living creatures in the blue flames, spewing out various poisonous gases towards the girl.

The drops of blood that fell from the sky shrunk above the stove and dripped onto the girl's figure.

The girl's limbs were pulled by the iron chain. She struggled desperately, but could not escape.

Her screams were heart-wrenching.

The girl's figure looked very small, about the size of an ordinary person's palm.

But it was indeed a girl's scream, full of fear, full of pain, full of desperate pleading and hysterical screams.

The mysterious and weird blood drop was quickly absorbed by the girl's figure and poured into her body.

The little girl was crying helplessly, her voice gradually hoarse.

Eight ghosts exhaled, and all the dark red fluid around rushed towards the girl, engulfing her.

The girl's figure began to become blurred, spreading towards the dark red fluid with the power of blood beads.

Ji Yi didn't know what kind of situation this was, but he couldn't bear to see it.

Although he is an extraterrestrial yin demon, he has a human heart.

Compassion is what everyone has.

She is just a child.

When he appeared in the body of Yin Demon, personal likes, loves and hates were easily magnified.

He felt that he couldn't sit idly by, and with a thought, he took action almost without thinking.

He flew towards the dark red fluid.

His demonic body invaded the dark red fluid.

The dark red fluid gradually condensed into shape under the exhalation of the eight ghosts, which was in the shape of an iron hook.

The blood dripping from the shattered sky gradually merged with the dark red fluid as the girl spread out, and a magic hook was about to be completed in the blue flame.

Outside, the group of demons roared, and the sky cracked gray silk screens, crackling, and the rain poured down.

Visions appear in the sky, mountains and rivers tremble, Taoism disappears and demons rise, and ghosts and gods are afraid.

Suddenly, the flame swayed, the fluid twisted, and the hook-shaped treasure that was about to form slowly melted away.

Outside the sword hut, the old man wearing a double-horned ghost mask stared.

He did the trick again, chanting words in his mouth, followed by another burst of magic fire spraying into the hut.

With his own mind, the magic fire tried to eliminate the foreign objects that hinder the cultivation of the magic weapon.

Ji Yi felt an amazing force coming towards him.

Although the Yin Demon is formless and can be reborn repeatedly, the body of the Yin Demon itself is actually not tough.

He saw that because of his interference, the figure of the girl had recovered a little bit, vague and young, as if hugging paint and crying in the bottomless abyss.

If she is left alone, she will be destroyed in body and spirit.

The blue flames rushed towards him, crackling, frost piercing his bones, trying to freeze him into ice cubes and smash him into pieces.

boom!He started to use the power of the Lingwa stone, and the holy light condensed to protect him tightly.

The holy light possessed by the Lingwa stone itself was incompatible with the surrounding devilish energy. For a moment, the entire sword furnace began to shake.

Dozens of men and women in red robes around the sword hut chanted mysterious mantras and kept bowing down.

The magic sound they made formed a mysterious force, which then poured into the furnace.

"Yeah—" The old man stepped on his left foot, and the altar made a loud noise.

Step on the right foot again, and there is another shock.

He was holding more than ten magic beads strung with small skulls, and while shouting loudly, he moved his palm forward and hit the cauldron.

The sea-like demonic energy crazily poured into the furnace.

The eight ghosts in the cauldron roared in dissatisfaction, but they were urged to further spew out huge evil energy.

Ji Yi felt the tingling pain, and the body of Yin Demon would be torn apart anytime.

The holy light emitted by the Lingwa stone is constantly shrinking.

The small, girl's figure swayed unsteadily, like a candle in the wind, ready to disperse again at any moment.

Ji Yi didn't believe in evil, he used the power of Lingwa Stone to the extreme.

Bang bang bang, the whole furnace was shaking.

Outside, the old man with the two-horned ghost face also began to sweat on his forehead.

The men and women around knelt down even harder, and the muttering magic voice became even more impatient.

They couldn't understand why they couldn't succeed even though they had already sacrificed a Baoxuan girl?

The mountains and rivers roared, the sky shook and the ground shook, and the entire furnace was shaking.

"Ah—" The old man gritted his teeth, turned around and pulled out a machete, and slashed with his backhand.

He cut off his left hand!

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

He casually threw the bloody scimitar, grabbed the severed arm, chanted a mantra, and threw the severed arm into the furnace.

boom!Thousands of sparks exploded from the broken arm in the furnace.

His consciousness was thrown into the furnace with the broken arm, and the magic fire rose further, turning it into a deep blue.

He saw that the magic weapon was about to be cast, but there was a little bit of multicolored light rolling towards it.

The old man's spiritual consciousness drove the raging demonic fire and rolled it towards the light.

Ji Yi felt the powerful pressure.

But he is not afraid at all!

In turn, it erodes the old man's consciousness.

The powerful demon energy of the old man collided with the power of the Lingwa stone.

There was a bang!

The entire furnace was torn apart, and the billowing flames involved dozens of men and women around it.

"Ah—" the old man with the broken arm hissed and was thrown backwards.

With one palm forward, bang, a sharp blue glow emerged from the palm.

In the eyes of the old man, in the burst furnace, a small sword-shaped piece of red pearl light was pulled, smashing the earth and rock above, and fled through the air.

There are three other pearl lights, carrying the magic sound all over the sky, fleeing into the void.

The old man's back hit the hard wall and fell to the ground. He looked tired, looked at the billowing flames, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

In all directions, thousands of yin demons dissipated, and flames rushed among the earth and rocks spewed into the air.

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"Senior Brother? Senior Brother?" Anxious voices kept coming.

Ji Yi opened his eyes and sat up unsteadily.

The first thing I saw was the concerned eyes of the two junior sisters.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Qi Shitong asked worriedly, "Why did you wake up after calling so many times?"

"Sleeping too deeply!" Ji Yi replied, "What's wrong?"

Li Shixiu said softly: "Brother, look over there!"

Ji Yi got up and looked, on the other side of the southern mountain, flames shot up into the sky, dyeing half of the night sky red.

Ji Yi observed his own spirit silently, and there was a period of dark air in his body.

Just now, in order to stabilize the cauldron, the old man sacrificed his own flesh and blood to the monster in the cauldron, and then used his spiritual consciousness to drive his life's skills to stay in the cauldron, trying to stabilize the situation and make the monster come out.

Although Ji Yi relied on the holy light of the Lingwa stone, he was unable to resist it.But he is an invisible yin demon, taking advantage of the old man's full suppression of the furnace, he invaded his body, and used the yin demon's ability to kill and destroy dharma to steal a part of his power.

The old man's own foundation was greatly weakened, his demon energy was out of control, and the whole furnace exploded.

He pondered in his heart: "At the last moment, I vaguely saw the drop of blood falling from the shattered sky. With the explosion of the furnace, it was divided into four parts. The little girl fled away with one of them, and the other three also disappeared." Fly. What the hell is that?"

There is no doubt that it was the mysterious drop of blood that fell from the sky that attracted thousands of Yin demons.

And what kind of existence is that little girl?

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Qi Shitong raised a small hand, shaking it in front of his eyes, "Are you okay?"

He couldn't wake up no matter what you called him just now, but now he was in a trance again, which made the two girls quite worried.

Ji Yi responded casually: "It's just a little headache..."

"Are you sick?" Qi Shitong hurriedly pressed his hand on his forehead, "Do you have a fever?"

Ji Yi said: "It's okay..."

Li Shixiu asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, how do you feel now?"

Ji Yi said: "It's really fine!"

The two junior sisters didn't know that the reason why they couldn't wake him up just now was because his soul was not in his body at all.

It's not something they can comprehend in their current state.

But just because they didn't understand, they were even more worried. You need to know that although their senior brother was only in the Qixuan realm, even if they were in the Qixuan realm, he was still a cultivator of immortality.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners are not easy to get sick, let alone Taoist cultivators?

Generally speaking, people who cultivate immortals will not get sick on weekdays.

If you are sick, there must be a major hindrance.

The two junior sisters are both worried.

Ji Yi said: "It seems that there is something wrong on the other side of the mountain. In order to avoid trouble, we don't want to stay here anymore, let's leave."

Qi Shitong and Li Shixiu were awakened just because of the roar of mountains and rivers and the sudden explosion.

Both of them are immortal cultivators in the external scene, and they are not very timid, but they don't want to get into trouble for no reason.

Qi Shitong squatted down in front of Ji Yi with his back facing him: "Senior brother, I'll carry you on my back."

Ji Yi said: "Ah? No, no need."

Qi Shitong said: "You should rest a little longer, you couldn't wake up no matter how much you screamed just now, it must be because of disordered breathing, don't be lucky, just close your eyes on my back and rest your mind."

Ji Yi said: "It's really unnecessary..."

"Come up!" Qi Shitong said sullenly, "So wordy!"

This temper...

Although the junior sister was angry, she had good intentions.Ji Yi had no choice but to lie on her back.

Qi Shitong hooked his legs with two small hands, carried him on his back, and performed light body exercises, together with Li Shixiu, they avoided the mountain where the accident happened.

Ji Yi helplessly lay on the junior sister's back, Shi Tong was petite, his body almost wrapped her from behind, his hands hooked her pink neck, and folded his hands on her collarbone, not daring to move.

If you accidentally poke down, it's easy to get into her folded breasts.