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Qi Wu Yue's eyes flashed, and he reacted quickly, kicking away the magic sword in front of Mu Ling.

There is something wrong with the blue-clothed disciple.

Before Qi Wu Yue and Xiao Lin could turn around to look for him.

The terrified cry of the child in brocade clothes suddenly rang out.

Manager Huo's body was impaled in mid-air.

Although a person dies, his spiritual power is still contained in his blood and spiritual veins, and it is impossible for it to dissipate back to the world in a short period of time.

But now, his body was rapidly turning gray and old, and all his blood and spiritual energy had been drained away.

The person who did all this was none other than the blue-robed disciple.

He changed his previous timid attitude, grinned, and absorbed all of Manager Huo's spiritual power in just a few breaths.

He raised his uninjured hand, and a triangular cut of moderate size appeared on the palm of his hand.

There was a dense circle of tiny white teeth on the edge, like a mouthpart, with something that looked like a long blood vessel sticking out of it.

It's not a blood vessel, but it's much more disgusting than the real one.

The thing directly connected to the heart and lungs of Manager Huo's body, and like an extremely ugly blood snake, it devoured the blood and the spiritual power that had not yet dissipated from the old man's chest.

But after a few breaths, the old man's body seemed to have dried up.

All the blood in his body was drained away, and his body shrank by half in an instant without blood.

It was like an empty skin bag that had been drained of all its water, with only madly crowded wrinkles of skin left, as withered as a dead tree turned to ashes.

Seeing this sudden change, the child in brocade clothes screamed like crazy.

The blue-clothed disciple's own cultivation level jumped up three levels in a row.

The three levels of spiritual power generated by the promotion surged layer by layer and spread rapidly.

He himself only had the second-level cultivation base, but had previously taken the Soul-Snatching Pill to advance to the third level.

Now all the blood and spiritual power of the old man in the Vein Condensation Stage that had not yet dissipated were drained out, and he leaped to the sixth level.

Seeing that no power could be extracted from the old man's corpse, the blue-clothed disciple immediately controlled the blood snake-like thing that stretched out from his palm to attack the Lord of Piyang Mansion.

Although the Lord of Piyang Mansion is about to die, his cultivation and spiritual power are superior to those of Chief Steward Huo.

If his blood and spiritual power can be extracted cleanly, it will definitely bring more energy, and he may be able to advance to the ninth level or even condense his meridians.

When the blue-clothed disciple thought of this, his desire for power became even more intense, and the emotions in his eyes became almost twisted to the point of being abnormal.

The thing in his palm also had a circle of sharp white fangs on the top.

The fangs were sharp and bloodthirsty. They easily tore a bloody hole in the chest of the Lord of Piyang Mansion and quickly extracted and swallowed the blood containing spiritual power.

Everything happened in an instant, and Xiao Lin had already swung his sword and a beam of sword light swept over.

The sword energy is sharp and cold.

The blue-clothed disciple did not dare to take the risk and quickly retreated just before the snow-white sword energy hit the blood snake.

"bang"

At this time, his cultivation had already risen to the seventh level, but if a fight really broke out, he would obviously not be Xiao Lin's opponent.

The male cultivator's cultivation level is at the eighth level. The truth has been revealed and he has no way out today.

If you want to achieve your wish, the cultivation of the Lord of Piyang Mansion is indispensable!

The blue-clothed disciple looked fierce, took out a black copper bell that carried a spooky ghostly aura, and shook it gently.

The bell made a rough and piercing sound, and invisible sound waves spread out in circles like ripples.

The black copper bell should be a magical tool for targeting spiritual consciousness and souls. Those who hear its sound can't help but feel their hearts tremble.

Because Xiao Lin inherited the spiritual power he cultivated, his consciousness was strong, far surpassing that of the cultivators of the same level, so his movements were only slightly delayed under the attack of the sound.

But he immediately recovered as normal, and his sword moves flowed smoothly.

Although Qi Wu Yue's cultivation was suppressed, his spiritual consciousness was truly that of a powerful immortal.

Although in the mortal world, with the Taoist prohibitions gazing at him from above, he could not attack with his spiritual sense.

But just like a vast ocean, even if there is not a splash, it cannot be easily shaken.

His expression did not change at all as the bells rang sharply.

Seeing that the two of them were not affected at all, the blue-clothed disciples stopped wasting their spiritual energy and directly concentrated all their sound waves towards the wood spirit.

Or maybe his target wasn't these two people from the beginning.

The male monk has a profound cultivation level, so the black bell may not be effective. Although the female monk has the lowest cultivation level, she has many strange magical weapons in her hands, so she may not have any means of protection.

So at the beginning, the person he wanted to influence when he took out the black bell was Mu Ling.

The wood spirit, infected by resentment, was easily controlled by the bell. With a flash of red light in his eyes, he was completely reduced to a puppet in the hands of the blue-clothed disciple.

The blue-robed disciple gave a disdainful smile.

He swung the black copper bell, commanding the wood spirit to attack Xiao Lin, and ordered: "Entangle him!"

Mu Ling's body shook, unable to escape Hei Ling's control, so he raised his hand and released countless sharp wooden vines to stop Xiao Lin.

The wood spirit that had lost its resentment was obviously unable to entangle Xiao Lin, who possessed the phoenix true fire, with only the wooden vines.

As soon as the two of them fought, she was at a disadvantage.

The blue-clothed disciple knew that he couldn't delay for long, so he took this opportunity to release the blood-snake-like devouring monster from his palm once again.

The Devouring Snake's entire body was red and winding like blood vessels, the size and thickness of a ball. It quickly drew spiritual blood from the main body of Pi Yangfu and devoured his cultivation.

"bang"

The blue-clothed disciples’ cultivation level improved rapidly.

"The blood is extremely energy-rich, and the spiritual power is extremely abundant. As expected of the Palace Master, his aptitude is indeed far superior to that of ordinary cultivators, hahaha!"

His smile grew.

The body absorbed a large amount of spiritual blood, which could not be transformed in time, and many of the dark spots floated to the surface. A large number of black spots appeared on the exposed skin of the blue-clothed disciple.

The spots are like corpse spots.

It is not an exaggeration to call it corpse spots. The energy extracted from the dead body itself carries a smell of corpse.

However, this method is only available to ghost cultivators.

Qi Wu Yue narrowed his eyes slightly.

He secretly activated the water-drop silver bead magic weapon in his hand, trying to condense a barrier in front of the Lord of Piyang Mansion to prevent the blood snake from devouring his cultivation.

The methods used by ghost cultivators are extremely cruel, and they are also detrimental to the harmony of nature, so everyone in the cultivation world wants to kill them.

But when it comes to practice, there are no taboos and one can make rapid progress every day.

If we really let this guy keep swallowing, breaking through to the ninth level will be no problem.

It will be really difficult to deal with then.

"Crack!"

The barrier was shattered in an instant, without even a moment's delay.

Qi Wu Yue shook his wrist in disdain and threw the water drop magic weapon back into the storage space.

His third level of cultivation is no joke, it is completely wasted.

"Get away from here!" The child in brocade clothes stepped forward and hit the blood snake that was sucking the remaining blood from his father's body.

He was hit by the blue-clothed disciple and fell into the ruins and rocks behind him.

Perhaps he was blessed by the Piyang Prefecture's hundred years of merit and virtue, so he didn't die.

"bang"

Xiao Lin knocked Mu Ling several feet away.

At this time, Qi Wu Yue finally saw the essence of the black bell magic weapon to control the mind.

Spirituality.

"Leave her here!" Qi Wu Yue said to Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin immediately changed direction. Mu Ling was controlled by Hei Ling and attacked again tirelessly without feeling any pain.

Qi Wu Yue also knows the art of soul-stealing.

What a coincidence, isn't it?