Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

The disciple didn't speak loudly.

But it was enough for Yun Ci to hear clearly.

Yun Ci had already recognized the face under the scarf, which was the missing national master of Yanglan Kingdom.

"Sang?" They didn't specifically ask the national master's name at that time. Yun Ci didn't stop holding the sword in his hand and just asked, "Didn't the national master choose to be alone? Why did he defect to other people?"

After Yanglan Kingdom was completely burned by Ruan Gui, Yun Ci and his party did not spare the energy to find traces of the national master. At that time, Ji Peng's thoughts were still bothered by the deaths of his junior brothers, and he had no intention of looking for the national master.

Who would have thought that we would meet again in such a scene.

The baby-faced brows showed confusion for a moment, but after seeing clearly that the person he was pressing down and beating was just a little girl in the God Transformation Realm, his face turned ugly.

The surrounding trees that could be used for hiding were all overturned by the sword thrown by Yun Ci just now. Judging from the current situation, only the national master was guarding outside the secret realm.

Ji Peng also saw the face of the Imperial Master clearly, pulled out his weapon, and said in confusion: "The Imperial Master is not named Sang."

In the flashing light of the sword light and spiritual energy, the man's face had an unclear expression, and Yun Ci also had a cold expression on his face. While swinging his sword, he twisted his hand and fired several incantations.

"You seem to know this body?" The man in front of him dimmed his eyes, raised his hand to block the spells, and said coldly, "It's a pity that the person you know is dead."

The man had a clear goal and formed a ball of air in his hand with murderous intent, hoping to capture this little girl who dared to challenge him single-handedly.

Yun Ci flipped his wrist and raised his sword to block the air mass heading toward his chest. He used his backhand twist technique to shoot a blue spell that exploded in front of the man's face.

The spell transformed into a blue star in the air, and the aftermath of the star's power broke through the protective spiritual power in front of the man, knocking him away and making a sound on a fallen tree trunk behind him. There was a loud noise, and then he stopped.

"puff--"

Yun Ci had already stepped forward when the man fell to the ground, and thrust his sword into the man's shoulder.

The sword in the snow cut through the muscles and got stuck on the man's pipa bone. It penetrated the body and stuck to the ground. The blue frost quickly spread from the sword body to the man's body.

The man's words just now contained a lot of information.

But since they are not acquaintances, there is no need to show mercy.

Blood spattered on the green sleeves. Yun Ci held the snow lamp tightly and raised her foot to step on the man's chest. She asked, "What do you mean by dead?"

"What else could it mean?" The man on the ground grinned and kept breathing, "Do you think the person whose body was taken away will have any way to survive?"

Seize the house.

This is the first time Yun Ci has truly seen the person whose body was taken away.

She was not familiar with the Hua Ao whom Yun Ci met in the Hehuan Sect, and naturally she had no idea what kind of person Hua Ao was before he was taken away.

But the Imperial Preceptor was different. Yun Ci had some contact with the Imperial Preceptor in Yanglan Kingdom, and he was aware of some of the Imperial Preceptor's habitual little actions.

She bent down slightly and locked her eyes on the man's face.

Seizing the body means that the body has been replaced by a soul. Of course, the appearance has not changed, except for a long scar between the eyebrows.

It's just that his soul has been changed.

The former Imperial Master always had a compassionate face, with a seemingly kind-hearted indifference between his brows.

Now this man can already notice the difference between the two just by looking into those sinister eyes.

The expression on Yun Ci's face did not change, but the moment he lowered his eyelids, the spiritual power in his hand rushed into the man's body through the snow lamp, and the frost rushed around with aggression.

After the spiritual energy wandered in the man's meridians for a week, he finally found a gray object in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Tiny ice thorns kept sprouting from under the man's skin. Yun Ci finally spoke, but he didn't ask: "Sang? Is it Sang Yufeiwan's mulberry?"

The Tianshu star lit up at Yun Ci's fingertips, and dark blue nebulae instantly covered Yun Ci's body.

At the moment when the nebula swayed, the stars connected by golden threads quickly merged into the man's sea of ​​consciousness, surrounding the soul that had been forced into a corner by Yun Ci's spiritual energy.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness that Yun Ci and the man could not see, the soul surrounded by golden slender light became a little more transparent when it touched the light emanating from the stars.

But among the two, one endured tremendous pain and ignored the changes in his soul.

Yun Ci continued to twist the formula in his hand, the seal on his forehead flashed slightly, and he spoke slowly, with disgust in his tone: "Or... the death knell?"

No matter how long it took, she still hated the idea of ​​taking over her body.

In fact, it doesn't matter to everyone at this time what the last name is.

A black flame ignited around the man. When it touched the snow lamp, Yun Ci quickly drew his sword to avoid it.

Raising his hand to open the spell shot by Yun Ci, the man sneered: "My name is Sang Shi. But if you want to..."

Sang Shi quickly formed a seal in his hand, and as his Dharma appeared, a phantom of the city condensed in the sky. The city was wide and emitted a reddish light, almost covering the entire place that Yun Ci had marked out before.

The huge black dharma image grabbed the tree trunk on the ground and struck hard on a heavy and bulky bell on an independent high platform in the city.

"Boom-"

The bell rang, and the entire city fell, trapping Yun Ci and the group of disciples behind him.

Amidst the deep ringing of the bell, Sang Shi spit out a mouthful of blood and sneered at Yun Ci under the ice lotus: "If you want, I can also ring the death knell for you!"

The color of blood enveloped the entire space.

A huge plant with green stems and white flowers blocked the burst of blood in the sky. Thin threads stretched out from the yellowish stamens and wrapped around the ankles of the disciples controlled by the thin vines, temporarily stopping the few who could not move their hands from the familiar faces. The man took a breath.

The petals on the top of her head shone like white jade. Lu Lingyou's hands trembled slightly when twisting the secrets, and a small flower that looked like the plant she summoned appeared on her head.

Unlike the disciples of the sect, Shen Yuan came from a wealthy family and had seen similar moves like this before.

The Hong family, one of the six major families, is good at puppetry. The imps they control are difficult to control and don't know the pain, but as long as they cut off the red rope they control or subdue the controller, they can get rid of those difficult puppets.

The woman used thin vines to control the group of unconscious disciples to launch attacks, which was similar to the puppetry technique Shen Yuan knew.

After thinking about all this, Shen Yuan nocked an arrow and drew his bow, and said quickly to Lu Lingyou beside him: "Ayou, find a way to control them for a while!" When the arrow was shot out, there was a clear whistle, and she said, "You can't If you want to kill people, cut down those annoying vines."

The arrow hit the thin vine on one of the disciples' bodies, but the broken branches were red.

Shen Yuan held the secret in his hand and controlled the arrows to fly in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the vines on several disciples had been eliminated, and finally they were tightly grasped by a vine that stretched out from nowhere. After the outer layer of golden light shattered, the broken arrows and the disciples who had lost control fell to the ground at the same time. on the ground.

The sound of splashing water from Asawa was accompanied by the impatient tut of the woman opposite.

"You little girl, you are too annoying." She raised her hand, red light emerged from her fingertips, and the thin thread that Lu Lingyou had tied up was cut, but the woman only saw that the arrow was aimed at herself again. Shen Yuan said, "These vines of mine are harder to come by than the blood slaves. You have hurt me so much right now..."

"I will take good care of you."

The answer to the woman was the arrow shot by Shen Yuan. The tail of the arrow trembled and burst through the vines with golden light and flew towards the woman.

But the woman just raised her eyelids and glanced. As the red light flashed in her hand, the arrow in mid-air suddenly lost its direction and stopped.

Shen Yuan followed the instructions and tried to control the arrow to move forward.

"Zheng——"

While Shen Yuan was fighting with the woman, Ning Yuchuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing a war song while flipping his fingers.

The cyan crystal with a phoenix carved on the head of the piano kept flashing in the notes. As he stroked the strings, the strings gradually turned golden, and with every vibration, a swaying bamboo leaf formed at the end of the piano. phantom.

A turquoise magic circle was formed with him as the center, covering the five people. Golden maple leaves occasionally floated on the shield formed.

The fighting spirit in the sound of the piano was invincible, and it also blessed several people.

With the help of Yinxiu, the petals of the huge plant above his head continued to grow, and the golden threads from the stamens also became much thicker.

Lu Lingyou, who was depleting his spiritual energy very quickly due to the summoned flower branches, was shaking his hands. A golden light flashed in his eyes. Only then did Lu Lingyou realize that a spirit-gathering talisman was affixed to him by Gongliang Yu in front of him.

The spiritual energy was replenished, and Lu Lingyou's nose stopped bleeding. As she thought, many flower vines appeared on the ground and wrapped around the hands of the disciples holding weapons.

This makes it easier for Mingxi and the others to deal with Xiteng.

When the woman's eyes were attracted by Shen Yuan, many flower vines sprouted from the ground, dragging the disciples who had lost control after Shen Yuan shot off the vines to Lu Lingyou.

Ming Xi held his sword and swung his sword across the thin vines he wanted to block. The golden sword energy turned into a dragon, wiping out all the vines wherever it passed.

The sword energy that seemed to be able to cut down all the beings in front of him turned into a warm breeze and blew over their faces before it touched the disciples.

After advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, Ming Xi seemed to have gained other insights into controlling sword energy.

He seemed to have some ignorant ideas in his mind, just waiting for him to put them into practice one by one.

If Chang Ning or Yun Ci were here, they would naturally know that Ming Xi was involuntarily comprehending his own sword intention.

Those disciples who were unconscious and dragged back by Lu Lingyou all had red curse marks flowing on their exposed skin.

Gong Liangyu is better at assisting than attacking. Ming Xi and Shen Yuan in the team are responsible for output, and he sees the right time and shoots the talisman according to their moves.

If these unconscious disciples could be awakened, it would be much easier for them to fight.

Gong Liangyu shot several talismans in succession, knocking down the vines that Shen Yuan and Ming Xi had no time to deal with, and then quickly dodged beside the unconscious disciples.

Maybe it was good luck, or Shen Yuan's subconscious mind told her to save a few familiar people first.

This group of disciples who were brought here were from Jiang Hua Yanqu. Except for one disciple from Shengru Tower, the remaining two were Que Yi and Heng Jing.

Red spells appeared on their exposed skin and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Although output is not something Gong Liangyu is good at, as long as it is a spell, it must be related to the talisman he is good at.

With this thought in mind, Gong Liangyu concentrated on looking at the incantation that kept flashing.

Ning Yuchuan and Lu Lingyou looked at Gong Liangyu who was squatting beside a few people. Naturally, they saw the sweat flowing out of his forehead mixed with the blood coming out of his nose and dripping into the shallow pool at his feet.

Lu Lingyou controlled Huazhi and had no energy to do anything else.

Ning Yuchuan couldn't stop. He wanted to persuade Gong Liangyu to do what he could.

But when the words came to his lips, he paused.

Act within your capabilities?

Countless times in the past, people have advised him to do what he can, simply because he is a frail music practitioner and deserves to be protected.

But every time he heard such words, Ning Yuchuan was actually unhappy.

Just like Lu Lingyou was not willing to rely on pills to survive, Yin Xiu Ning Yuchuan, who was considered frail in the world of cultivation, was not willing to be regarded as a marginalized figure.

If you have such a mentality, why should you advise others to do what they can?

Ning Yuchuan lowered his eyelids, and because of the ups and downs of emotions in his heart, he shook his hands and made a few vibratos.

This trill made Shen Yuan hear every bit of his leaked emotions. Under Shen Yuan's discerning eyes, Ning Yuchuan regained his composure, but this time the tune he played was no longer full of fighting spirit.

There is a song in the Ning family.

Famous vibration.

The sound of the music is as rapid as the sound of drums, like the trumpeting war drums in front of thousands of troops. The ups and downs of the tune are inspiring.

It is a song that can improve the abilities of everyone in the circle in a short time.

A line of blood spilled from the corner of Ning Yuchuan's mouth, dripping on the flying phoenix on the head of the piano, dyeing half of the strings red like cinnabar.

In the sound of this song, Gong Liangyu suddenly felt that his mind was clear. He took out a blank talisman, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose with his fingertips, and drew the talisman in the air with his fingers stained with his own blood.

A golden halo spread around him.

When drawing talismans, Fu cultivators must first burn incense, bow three times and kowtow nine times to show respect for the way of heaven they are about to comprehend.

But now he feels that sincerity is spiritual.

Many copies of the Ancestor's Notes that Yun Ci brought back from the ghost world had already been copied, and the entire Shengru Pavilion disciples started practicing again according to the Notes.

If he was really sincere, Gong Liangyu kept drawing the talisman in his hand. He thought, if his previous practice was really useful, then let him feel what the power of the stars is.

The golden light around him suddenly turned into clouds, and as Gong Liang Yu painted the talisman, several dim stars slowly appeared.

But Gong Liangyu didn't notice at all. Drawing the talisman needed to be done in one go, so naturally he had no other thoughts to see what changes were happening around him.

The blood on his fingertips drew formation-breaking symbols in the air. The blood in his nose no longer flowed drop by drop. The blood soaked into his tightly pursed lips, spreading a strong smell of blood in his mouth.

The further back he drew, the slower his movements became, and his vision was stained red with blood.

But Gong Liangyu didn't seem to feel the pain caused by the squeezing of his internal organs, and he only slowly painted the last stroke amidst the sounds of the piano.

The drumbeat of orders in the military was always going on and on, and he couldn't stop.

Finally, at the moment when he was about to lose his strength and could no longer lift his hand, the runes in front of him lit up with a dazzling red light.

The originally dim stars in the surrounding golden nebula suddenly lit up.

The runes shone in the light, and they did not fall on the runes as Gong Liangyu thought before, but were activated directly in front of his eyes.

The red light is like a wave, spreading out layer by layer, each wave becoming more radiant than the last.

The woman had already retreated, covering her arm that had been corroded by the red light just now, looking from a distance where the aperture did not touch.

The stars in the nebula connected each other in slender lines, circling and rising around Gongliangyu. A majestic and pure spiritual power fell into Gongliangyu's sea of ​​consciousness, healing the injuries all over his body.

The blood on his face had dried up and turned darker. Gong Liangyu raised his eyes to look at the stars in the sky, with a golden light in his eyes.

The light from the stars slowly touched Gong Liangyu's eyebrows like a tentacle.

For a moment, the light was even brighter, and suddenly the wind blew up from all around, causing countless waves to rise on the shallow swamp beneath my feet.

Ning Yuchuan stopped playing the piano in his hand and turned to look at the ethereal figure of Gong Liangyu in the starlight.

The runes in front of Gong Liangyu scattered like meteors.

Wherever it passed, all the vines and the spells on the disciples were shattered by this light.

Gong Liangyu raised his hand, and the stars had dimmed and turned into stardust falling.

He thought, it turns out that this is what Senior Brother Xi calls real power.

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These chapters are about the growth of the junior brothers! Throw flowers!