ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

"What it is?"

Shenshui asked in doubt.

Obviously, everyone saw the same thing this time. The monster's twisted limbs were as slender as resilient hemp ropes twisted together, and it was unexpectedly powerful. Every strike made the barrier set up by Jiuqing tremble.

"Is it...calling Master?" Shanshui looked at Du Xinghe, as if he had thought of a horrible possibility, and quickly added: "The spirits in the forest will imitate the speech of travelers, and the bear monster is the most proficient in this. Master, please don't be fooled."

Everyone present heard it clearly...

The monster was calling Du Xinghe's name.

"Is everything okay? My barrier won't last long." Among the four people, it was Shu Jiuqing who spoke first to break the silence.

Through a transparent barrier, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the monster and could also feel the ominous aura coming from it.

Xinyue glanced over and said, "So?"

Shu Jiuqing: "Whether to fight or retreat, we must decide as soon as possible."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"I'll give it a try."

……

Du Xinghe walked out of the ruined temple, and the sword energy emanating from the Xue Ming sword immediately attracted the monster's attention.

It slowly turned its head, and its originally dark face changed, revealing Rakshasa's face.

"Open the door, open the door," it said.

"What's wrong with calling my name?"

Cross the galaxy to see it.

The slender figure, with Luoshaya's facial features, walked towards her tremblingly. With every step he took on the ground, the energy that overflowed made the grass wither and die: "Sister Xinghe..."

It waved its long arms and attacked Duxinghe.

Her expression remained calm, and the sword rose from her loosened hand, blocking her arm.

This blocking move completely aroused the slender shadow's desire to attack, and the black mist rushed towards Du Xinghe. Under Shu Jiuqing's nervous gaze, a sword formation consisting of dozens of swords rose up around her, and the sword formation revolved around her body. With one spiritual power shock after another, the mist spewed out by the monster was completely dissolved.

"Sister Xinghe..." the monster called hoarsely.

Was it the thing behind the door that turned Luoshaya into this horrible state?

Du Xinghe frowned.

In Liuyang Mansion, she had seen people who pursued power turn themselves into monsters, but still retained their sanity and were able to have normal conversations. They also knew how to use brotherhood to get their younger brother to help them lure monks in as food.

The reason why the group of people from the Huanling Sect walked into the door was not because they were expecting power that did not belong to them, but because they were deliberately deceived by the door.

"Rakshasa?" she asked softly.

In a flash, Du Xinghe's feet paused. It turned out that the monster saw that it could not break through her defense from the front, so it spread black roots from the ground, approached her and swung it violently. She reacted very quickly, but the roots still rubbed her arm hard, penetrated her body's protective qi, and abraded large areas of her skin, and she was bleeding instantly.

The roots absorbed her blood and instantly expanded by two inches.

"Sister Xinghe."

The monster's voice suddenly changed.

The originally hoarse and ethereal voice suddenly solidified and became very close to the voice of Luoshaya in Du Xinghe's memory.

Sweet, lively, and full of admiration.

"What's wrong? Does my blood still have a throat-soothing effect?"

Du Xinghe's sword split into three parts and cut off the monster's roots: "If you want to gain my sympathy, then you are wrong. I don't have any extra emotions towards any evil spirits."

She said lightly, the flesh on her arm turned over, but her face was calm and composed.

The three people watching knew that this monster was no match for the master, and the master had obviously shown mercy before.

Shu Jiuqing whispered, "Then doesn't the master still sympathize with her?"

"Keep your voice down," Shenshui hushed her, "This is our master's tough talk."

The monster's roots had been cut off and thicker branches grew out again. It attacked her while saying intermittently, "Someone tell Sister Xinghe... not to open the door! Don't come over!"

After saying this, the monster's face changed again.

Du Xinghe also recognized this face. Not long ago, the owner of this face smiled and told her that her junior sister Luo was talkative and lively, and hoped that she had not caused any trouble for her.

And this monster, facing the face of Yin Ranran, the senior sister of Huanling Sect, said -

"Send Junior Sister out!"

"hurry up!"

"Change into fog! Change quickly!"

With a clear voice, he suppressed his panic and tried desperately to send his junior sister out the door.

……

After listening to the two speeches of the monster in front of him, Du Xinghe understood two things.

First, the monster was not transformed by Rakshasa.

It just imitated what the disciples of Huanling Sect said before they died.

Before Luoshaya was killed, she still wanted to pass on the message, telling Du Xinghe not to come to the fog cave.

And the second thing -

"I take back what I said before. I have no extra feelings towards demons."

The snow-colored sword edge suddenly brightened everyone's eyes.

From the time she spoke to the time the slender figure was torn into pieces, it seemed like only a breath had passed.

When the monster's flesh and blood fell to the ground with a thud, Shu Jiuqing remembered that he could exhale.

No one knew where this monster came from, and Du Xinghe didn't have an "Encyclopedia of Demons" at hand. He only saw its head fall to the ground and roll. It still wanted to open its mouth to speak, but the female voice had just uttered one syllable when an icicle spread from the tip of the sword dragged on the ground across the ground and froze the part where it made the sound.

"laugh."

Du Xinghe did not sheath his sword, but instead tapped the soft ground lightly with the tip of the sword again.

The sword energy spread out, like the divine consciousness extended to the extreme, to gather information for her.

All the spiritual beasts that could breathe rushed towards her as if controlled by a mysterious force. A monk flying on a sword looked down from the sky and saw the violent beasts under the moonlight, like a thousand-foot-high wave, one after another!

Among them, there are many spiritual beasts, which are rodent-like spiritual beasts that usually live underground.

Their eyes are red and they are surrounded by wisps of black mist.

If there were only one or two, or even ten or dozens of them, any Foundation Establishment cultivator could wipe them out.

But how many are there? Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands?

Du Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly

"come over!"

The three people in the ruined temple came out. Xinyue wanted to pretend that she couldn't fly with a sword, but when she saw her master's cold expression, she drew her sword obediently and flew into the sky with Shenshui.

Seeing the huge black mass of rats below, the three of them felt their scalps tingle.

Crossing the galaxy calmly——

Are you stupid? She can fly!

The rats gathered on the ground, climbed up the pillars of the ruined temple, and soon reached the top of the temple.

The next moment, the change occurred again.

The first round of rats that came to the roof of the temple crouched down, allowing countless of their kind to press on their backs. The rats at the bottom were quickly crushed to death, their organs squeezed out and connected into one piece, and their blood dripped down along the eaves.