Chu Xiaoxiao was the most unlucky one in the defensive formation, as she was directly buried under the other five people. Su Yunyao was the one who received the least damage, because she was always held in Mu Wuyi's arms and was well protected. Even if the defensive formation rolled and swayed in the storm, Mu Wuyi did not let go.

But the six of them were all feeling a little dizzy now, and they couldn’t get up for a while, which made Chu Xiaoxiao, who was at the bottom, suffer. She had to bear everything alone.

At the same time, on the other side, Qin Wuyi stepped into the vertical eye crack. She did not deliberately resist the blood mist storm, but let it carry her away.

After about a quarter of an hour, Qin Wuyi was thrown out by the blood mist storm. Although he was a little dizzy due to the storm, he finally landed steadily on the ground.

If there were someone by her side, they would be surprised to find that the black jade talisman hanging around her waist was silent and had not been activated.

After Qin Wuyi closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing for a while, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath. Then, she saw a trace of Shura blood mist being sucked directly into her mouth. Her red lips closed, her eyes opened, and a red light flashed through the depths of her pupils.

His originally stern face now showed a hint of excitement, and he murmured something.

"As Yan Helai expected, my Shura bloodline can indeed evolve to a certain extent in this Shura battlefield. But to what extent it can evolve depends on me, right?"

After he finished speaking, Qin Wuyi looked towards the depths of the Shura battlefield, then picked up the pitch-black sword and walked towards the depths.

Before this, not long after Mu Wuyi and the others stepped into the vertical eye crack, most of the cultivators from Jiuzhou Immortal Palace had already entered the Shura battlefield, and now only more than 20 people were left. These more than 20 people were all disciples of the Immortal Palace, including Helan Qianyan.

Helan Qianyan has now reached the initial stage of cultivation in the Spiritual Immortal Realm. In addition to him, there are two other people among the more than 20 people who have also reached the Spiritual Immortal Realm.

He had seen Su Yunyao before, but Qian Liao had ordered that no disciples from the Immortal Palace were allowed to show up before all other cultivators entered the Shura battlefield, so he was unable to say hello to Su Yunyao.

These twenty-odd people had a mission, and it was a personal instruction from the Lord of the Mansion, Qian Liao, that they should try to find something after entering the Shura battlefield.

Helan Qianyan still had some confusion about this. Since this black jade talisman could withstand the spiritual power of a fifth-level cultivator in the Spiritual Immortal Realm, why didn't Qian Liao send some Silver Order elders to find these things? After all, the three disciples in the Spiritual Immortal Realm had the highest cultivation level of only the first level of the Spiritual Immortal Realm. If more than 20 Silver Order elders were sent in directly, wouldn't the probability of success be higher?

Qian Liao did hide something about the Shura bloodline. As early as nine thousand years ago, they discovered that the more talented a person is, the less likely they are to be affected by the Shura bloodline. Because the bloodline of a monk with high talent is also stronger, it is hard to say who will win in a battle with the Shura bloodline. This is why the Immortal Palace sent monks with first-class qualifications to enter the Shura battlefield.

Of course, Qian Liao would not tell these disciples about things related to the Shura bloodline, because in his eyes, the Shura clan had become a thing of the past, and there was no need to mention the past now.

Then, these twenty or so disciples of the Immortal Palace also entered the vertical eye crack one after another. Because it had not been too long since Su Yunyao and the others entered the Shura battlefield, Helan Qianyan still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that he could still find Su Yunyao after entering the Shura battlefield.

However, after entering the crack, Helan Qianyan was a little confused. Before he could see the situation inside clearly, the blood mist storm swept him away. In this situation, let alone looking for Su Yunyao, even where he would be blown to was unknown.

Helan Qianyan felt like crying but had no tears. He felt that his pursuit of Su Yunyao seemed to be full of difficulties.

Mu Wuyi and the other six had been lying in the defensive formation for a long time before they finally recovered. The sphere formed by the defensive formation was not big to begin with, and now the six of them were squeezed together. Mu Wuyi quickly put it away, then hugged Su Yunyao and jumped out.

At this time, several other people also climbed up one after another, but Chu Xiaoxiao hit her head and was pinned down by everyone, so she suffered too much damage and was finally picked up by Dongfang Zhiyun.

Mu Wuyi let go of Su Yunyao and looked around the Shura battlefield. When Su Yunyao was let go, she looked a little reluctant, but she also knew that the Shura battlefield was full of dangers and now was not the time to act like a spoiled child.

Mu Wuyi looked into the distance, and saw that the entire Shura battlefield was filled with blood-red mist. And behind them, the blood-fog storm was still spinning madly around the restriction.

Mu Wuyi didn't know where they were being taken by this blood mist storm. After all, with the momentum of the blood mist storm, it was not impossible for them to be blown away tens of thousands of miles even if it only lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Chu Xiaoxiao, who had finally recovered after regulating her breath for a while, saw that Mu Wuyi was still in a daze, so she spoke.

"Why are you in a daze? Go inside. I don't want to be caught in that storm again."

As she spoke, she wove spiritual wings behind her and flew directly into the sky. Mu Wuyi raised her hand to stop the others, then looked up at Chu Xiaoxiao and began to count down.

"Five, four..."

Except for Su Yunyao, the others were a little confused, wondering what Mu Wuyi was counting. Seeing that no one else moved, Chu Xiaoxiao scratched her head, not understanding why they didn't follow.

At this time, Mu Wuyi's countdown also came to the end.

"...Two, one."

As she finished her words, the spiritual wings behind Chu Xiaoxiao suddenly disappeared, and she fell from the sky screaming. Fortunately, Dongfang Zhiyun reacted quickly and jumped up to catch her before she landed, preventing her from being hurt again.

Seeing this, You Qingwei seemed to understand something, and stretched out her hand to send out a stream of spiritual energy. But the spiritual energy did not fly far before it dissipated. So she said with some doubt.

"Can this Shura blood mist devour spiritual energy?"

Mu Wuyi nodded. This blood mist was no longer pure Shura blood. Nine thousand years had caused this blood mist to undergo significant changes.

But before she could answer, she saw a black shadow rushing towards Dongfang Zhiyun and Chu Xiaoxiao.

I tried the AI ​​illustration in Tomato and drew a Qin Wuyi, but the AI ​​is not very mature. I picked a picture that is more in line with my expectations.

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