Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Sword cultivators have a strong attachment to Sword Spirit, and they prefer Sword Spirit to Yun Ci.

Although he likes excitement, when Xuezhongzhan sees the white disciple uniform, he easily thinks of the boring days in Jianzhong.

So after seeing the Kunlun Mountain disciples, he hid in the sword and never came out again.

The string made of demon elixir was pierced by the magic of Xue Zhongzhan, and a snow-white tassel was formed, which was currently hanging on Yun Ci's wrist.

Yun Ci looked helpless as he watched these young disciples stepping on traps laid by various spirits.

The traps are sloppy and can be seen at a glance, but there are always one or two people who prove that they have bad eyesight.

Although the young disciples were very fierce in killing enemies, they didn't seem to be very clever. Yun Ci felt that they should go with Shengrulou instead of meeting him.

If you stay with the disciples of Shengrulou for a while, you should be able to regain your perspective.

Along the way, apart from the spirits and monsters, there were some Jindan realm monsters, and there was no chance for Yun Ci to take action.

When the Kunlun Mountain disciples fell into the pit for an unknown number of times, Yun Ci took out the communication talisman.

After reading the news that most of the Xuantian Sect disciples had gathered together, she chose Xi Xingyuan and said, "Are you missing some fun?" 』

Innocent children need to experience the beatings of society.

Xi Xingyuan: "? 』

Xi Xingyuan is actually quite boring.

As a talisman cultivator, ordinary heavenly materials and earthly treasures are not very attractive to him because they are of no use.

Most of the monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm in the secret realm would avoid people, and only a group of young disciples from the Shengru Tower were left walking with them all the way down.

The 100-pound scheming of Shengrulou is so boring to play.

Xi Xingyuan was still waiting for Yun Ci to send the next message, but there was no message for a long time.

Yun Ci originally wanted to tell Xi Xingyuan that he had a few disciples from Kunlun Mountain around him who could have fun, but suddenly he heard a scream.

Her hands shook and she looked up towards the source of the sound.

But I saw that the surrounding woods, which had been quiet for years, gathered their branches and leaves into huge waves, and each emerald green leaf exuded a trace of white mist.

Soon the place where Yun Ci was was filled.

She frowned, put away the communication talisman, twisted the spell in her hand, and a breeze of breeze spread out around Yun Ci.

The white mist is increasing instead of decreasing. Just now I could barely see the figures in the mist, but now I can only see things within five steps.

The Kunlun Mountain disciple uniforms were white, and it was even harder to find them in the white fog. A trace of irritation flashed in Yun Ci's eyes.

When the screams started just now, other disciples could still be heard calling their names, but now the surroundings were silent and only the rustling of green leaves could be heard.

Suddenly, Yun Ci raised his sword and turned around, and the sound of breaking through the air also sounded when Xue Zhongzhan blocked a sword.

On the chest is a red sword.

As Yun Ci turned around, the white fog around him dispersed for a moment, and Yun Ci could clearly see the person holding the sword.

He was one of the disciples who was walking with him just now. He was wearing white clothes and black hair, and his eyes were red.

Yun Ci frowned slightly, and the disciple immediately drew his sword and slashed forward. Yun Ci leaned back to avoid it, and then the sword slashed towards the disciple's wrist, but only a "clang--" was heard, and the sword did not cut the disciple's wrist. .

A red light flashed in front of Yun Ci's eyes. Before she could strike again, the disciple threw the sword into the air and stabbed Yun Ci's right hand with the sword in his left hand.

The sword wind was fierce and powerful, but it carried a strange aura. A magic circle lit up in front of Yun Ci to avoid the sword.

The magic circle formed a mind-cleansing spell and struck the disciple's sea of ​​consciousness.

The disciple stopped stabbing Yun Ci with his sword, and his eyes were not as red as before. When he saw Yun Ci, he seemed to be confused.

But it was only for a moment. The sword swung again, Yun Ci turned his wrist, and the sword blade severely hit the disciple's hand holding the sword.

This blow was powerful. The disciple was not left-handed in the first place, and the hand holding the sword was not very strong. The sword fell to the ground after his wrist hurt.

Only then did Yun Ci discover that there was a thin red thread wrapped around the disciple's neck and wrist, and the other end of the thread extended into a certain part of the white mist.

She swung her sword and slashed at the red thread. Although the thread was thin, it was extremely strong, and the lamp in the snow did not break.

When one hit failed, Yun Ci quickly formed a formation.

Several ice-blue spells appeared around her, and a talisman formed a heart-cleansing spell and hit the disciples who were trapped in the formation one after another.

The other spells formed ice, stabbed in the direction of the red line, and then pinched out a line of ice fire to burn the red line.

The red line was burned out, and the disciple was attacked by the mind-cleansing curse. He was a little stupid, and turned to look at Yun Ci with a confused face: "Senior Sister Yun?"

His eyes were no longer red, but his face looked a little painful, and his consciousness was a little painful from being hit.

This heart-cleansing spell uses the spell of Zhi Qiuyue and the others. It is so domineering that even the water that enters the brain can be knocked out.

The red thread was burned by the fire and shrank back as if it were alive, and Bing Ling also retracted most of it at this time.

One of the ice crystals had been mostly broken into pieces, but it was not stained with blood. There was an explosion symbol inside, and there was no explosion sound around it.

I originally wanted to find the person behind it based on the sound of the explosion, but I didn't hear a sound.

There's something wrong with the white mist, it seems to block out sound.

Almost instantly, a hundred-meter magic circle spread under Yun Ci's feet, and countless red lines appeared around the two of them.

The magic circle was divided into two, and the red line was also piercing Yun Ci and the disciple at this time.

The heart-cleansing spell was too overbearing. Before the disciple could recover, Yun Ci pulled him, and then the blue magic circle froze all the red lines.

This time, Xue Zhongzhan was filled with spiritual energy, and after swinging out, he cut off all the threads that flew towards him.

The ice shattered on the ground, while the severed red thread twisted wildly like a bug.

Seeing that it was getting longer, Yun Ci pinched a stream of ice fire and burned all the red threads on the ground.

At the same time, the formation moved and dispersed the surrounding white mist.

Only then did Yun Ci see clearly that there were still several Kunlun Mountain disciples lying in the distance. Their life and death were unknown. There was another one floating in the air with countless red lines behind him. He was holding a red sword and his eyes were red when he looked up.

If she were to fight, she wouldn't be surrounded by teammates worthy of her support.

Thinking of this, Yun Ci raised his hand and quickly slashed the disciple on the back of the neck. When he fell to the ground, Yun Ci raised one foot to catch him slightly, and then pinched a protective shield around him.

A little love, but not much.

After doing all this, she held her sword, and a magic circle appeared behind her, condensing a pile of fireballs around her.

The fireball flew towards the disciple in mid-air, and Yun Ci turned into a ball of ice and disappeared.

She appeared in the next moment, swinging her sword to slash at the man with countless red threads tied to his hands.

The man who was controlling his disciples from behind to avoid the fireballs and attack Yun Ci reacted, turned around and raised his hand to block Yun Ci's swinging sword with a red thread.

The lamp in the snow was quickly wrapped with red threads, and the snow-white sword immediately ignited with ice-blue flames.

In the icy blue Dharma light, Yun Ci met the man's eyes.

He has black hair and red eyes, with a red inverted triangle drawn under each eye to the corner of his mouth, and his arms under his short sleeves are tied with red threads.