The demon witch is her white moonlight

Something is about to come out of that vortex.

It has not yet been seen, but the evil spirit can no longer be concealed, making everyone who feels the killing intent terrified.

What kind of terrifying bloody aura is this?

Even the face of Venerable Jinghua, who had just entered the Wugou Mirror, became serious.

From the vortex, he felt an aura comparable to Wugou mirror. Could it be that... in the hands of Yuchi Hongyi, not only did he have a pair of fifth-rank swords, but also a second-rank magical weapon? !

Jing Hua's demeanor was composed, a little bit surprised and uncertain.

The people on the sidelines subconsciously backed away a few steps. If the Sword Asking Stage was not blocked by the Dao Enlightenment Sword Formation, some people might have already gone down the mountain.

and many more.

The Sword Asking Platform was blocked by a sword array.

Those who had the same thought in their minds all looked up at the golden swirl above Yuchi Hongyi's head, and ominous heart palpitations spread for no reason.

A bloody sword revealed its true face little by little. When it completely appeared in the sight of everyone, everyone lost their original rhythm.

This powerful coercion is even worse than the previous knife and sword.

Second grade six!

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was a gurgling sound, which was particularly abrupt on the silent sword-questioning stage.

The emotions hidden in the veiled or straightforward sights of the spectators around are not only depression and panic, but also envy and greed that cannot be concealed.

The senior of Bodhi Zen sect frowned, Venerable Jinghua's eyes darkened, and Ji Yuxuan looked up at the second-sixth-grade sword with a very heavy gaze.

This is an evil sword that drinks blood.

Then contacting the Enlightenment Sword Formation that blocked the Sword Asking Stage, Ji Yuxuan was so blessed that she finally understood what the real foreshadowing of Yuchi Hongyi's plan for this sword-making ceremony was.

"Senior, be careful! The old thief Yuchi wants to use this grand ceremony to start the blood-devouring sword!" Ji Yuxuan shouted coldly.

That Fang Yuchi Hongyi had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and killed a Xuantian Palace expert with a single blow, and then a wave of sword energy swung out, and several people who were a little closer to him were struck by the sword energy in no particular order. , died suddenly for no reason.

The blood grooves on both sides of the evil sword's spine were stained with human blood, making a sizzling sound.

Soon, those blood beads were absorbed by the sword body, and the aura of the evil sword was also raised.

Jinghua is well-informed, and seeing this scene at this time, his face turned cold, and he took a breath: "This sword can drink enough human blood, and it can reach the sixth rank after it is opened!"

Can't let the sword strike!

Once Yuchi Hongyi has the sixth-grade sword, no one present will be able to stop him!

By this time, those who were a little slow to react gradually realized that Yuchi Hongyi actually wanted to use the entire Sword God Sect and the guests who came to watch the ceremony as sacrifices to start the attack for the evil sword!

No wonder he was so eager to send Jinghua away just now!

The Sword Forging Ceremony is a game, sacrifice everyone, and achieve Yuchi Hongyi!

Ji Yuxuan's thoughts flashed, and she gritted her teeth and shouted: "So that's it! Old dog Yuchi! Yuchi's purpose is to completely destroy Sword God Sect!"

Sacrifice the sword with human blood, kill the people of the Sword God Sect, and then use the return to the sky to divert the dragon veins underground of the Sword God Sect. If his plot succeeds, the Sword God Sect will cease to exist from now on.

So insidious!

Yuchi Hongyi laughed again, and looked at Ji Yuxuan with pathetic eyes: "Why doesn't my Yuchi family have a younger generation as smart as you?"

Pity.

As soon as the words fell, Yuchi Hongyi began to kill people.

Except for those who expressed their support for him, everyone else will die.

Venerable Jinghua tried to stop Yuchi Hongyi, while Ji Yuxuan was surrounded by Yuchi Hongyi's lackeys.

Just at this time, the pain of tearing the soul suddenly intensified.

Ji Yuxuan's face was as white as paper, and the familiar pain swept through every inch of his muscles and bones.

She staggered a few steps and almost bumped into the enemy's sword.

A servant of Xuantian Palace rushed up to block the sword for her.

Her soul burns in flames.

The shadow of a person appeared in the blurred vision.

Gradually, she saw the man's face clearly.

who is it?

It's Le Xiaoyi.

·

It hurts.

A pain that is more twisted than the pain of shattering bones.

Le Xiaoyi twitched in pain.

The man's ghost entered her body through her eyes, trying to devour her soul.

Take home.

When Le Xiaoyi thought of this word, he couldn't help but think of what Ji Yuxuan told her about the disaster that happened to Ji's family 12 years ago.

At that time, the female ghost in the ground also wanted to take away Ji Yuxuan's body. At that time, Ji Yuxuan also experienced the severe pain of being separated from her body like her.

Le Xiaoyi has a strong desire to survive, so that she is still sober up to now, but she doesn't know how long this sobriety can last.

The opponent's soul was so powerful that she couldn't resist at all. She could only watch helplessly as the opponent's soul turned into a pitch-black monster and opened its mouth to bite her.

But just when she thought she was about to disappear, dots of red flames lit up in her soul, the monster bit Le Xiaoyi's soul, but was burned by the red flames.

Just this moment, the mass of black monsters actually burst into flames.

The bright and enchanting flames, which Le Xiaoyi had seen before.

On the Shenhuang Mountain, the clusters of fiery red sycamore leaves were exactly the same as the flames burning on the man's body.

The man screamed and wanted to leave Le Xiaoyi's body, but Le Xiaoyi seemed to have received some hint, and reached out to grab the man's soul.

Ji Yuxuan told her to do this.

Le Xiaoyi could still spare his mind to think about this question.

The power of this phoenix comes from Ji Yuxuan, and her and Ji Yuxuan's souls are connected to each other.

She tugged at the burning black mist in front of her eyes, no matter how it struggled in the flames, until the fire of Nirvana that belonged to the phoenix soul burned away the filth in this person's soul, leaving only a transparent ball of soul power, which was captured by Le Xiaoyi Easily incorporated into your own body.

Le Xiaoyi opened his eyes suddenly, his black and white eyeballs rolled around.

She still retains the sovereignty of this physical body, the pain of the soul gradually disappears, and her body regains consciousness.

She clutched her chest with a beating heart, the thrill of that moment and the sense of reality connected with Ji Yuxuan's life and soul still lingered in her consciousness, and she couldn't calm down for a while.

Ji Yuxuan shared the pain of being taken away for her, so she could survive.

Her eyes fell on the stone gate, and some strange memories that did not belong to her were naturally recalled in her mind.

Yuchi Hongyi had been here before, and that man had witnessed how he broke the seal with his own eyes.

He was killed by Yuchi Hongyi, and he saved his soul with difficulty, but because he had no body, he couldn't touch the seal on the stone gate.

Le Xiaoyi coincidentally brought him a fleshy body. He thought it was meat that reached his mouth, but he didn't expect it to be a murderous god.

The illusion has disappeared, and there is no trace of blood on the stone gate or in the surrounding halls.

Le Xiaoyi walked towards the stone gate, and Yuchi Hongyi's method of opening the stone gate appeared in his mind.

She drew out the Sixuan sword, wiped the blade with her palm, and the blood flowed out. Her movements were jerky, stained with blood, and drew a talisman on the stone gate. middle.

·

The stone door leading to the lower three floors of the Sword Forging Hall suddenly opened, Le Xiaoyi got out from inside, and the stone door slowly closed behind her.

The craftsmen who were still working looked in amazement at Le Xiaoyi who suddenly appeared, and Le Xiaoyi's eyes quickly swept across their faces, knowing in his heart that he had returned to Sword God Sect. The Sword Hall is connected.

This stone gate may be another entrance to Jianshan.

Under the inexplicable eyes of the craftsmen in the Sword Forging Hall, Le Xiaoyi turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed up to the main peak of the Sword God Sect.

Can't let the evil sword strike!

Le Xiaoyi ran all the way on the mountain road, all the disciples and elders of the Sword God Sect went to participate in the sword casting ceremony, and there was no one on the road.

From far away, she could see the golden cloud, the magic circle covering the entire Sword-Trying Arena, and the palpitating oppression.

This is... the breath of the second sixth grade evil sword.

Le Xiaoyi ran faster and faster, two clusters of golden flames ignited in her pupils, and sword qi lifted her feet, causing her to fly up to the main peak like lightning at an incredible speed.

She felt the breath of Junlan Sword.

·

The evil sword was born, and the saber and sword on the Sword Asking Stage seemed to have sensed it, and it trembled. Yan Yunqing's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he grabbed the fifth-grade sword before the others could react.

As soon as he moved, the fake Yan Yunqing immediately understood his intention, and was a step slower, but he took away the fifth-grade treasured sword.

Yan Yunqing, the real and the fake, confronted each other in the air, each of them had a fifth-grade treasure in their hands, and when they fought against each other, they would be shocked.

Qi Jianxin couldn't use the full strength of the Junlan Sword, but with the help of the Junlan Sword, he cooperated with the masters of Xuantian Palace and Yuan Yi and other experts who were loyal to Yan Yunqing to suppress Yuchi Hongyi's lackeys.

Jinghua fought head-on with Yuchi Hongyi. Yuchi Hongyi's cultivation level was one level behind Jinghua's, but once with the sixth-grade evil sword in his hand, he not only did not lose, but also let Jinghua fail.

The seniors of the Bodhi Zen Sect helped Qi Jianxin, while the Ghost Dao Sect stood by Yuchi Hongyi.

In addition, Jiang's Nangong's family is also distinct from Zuo's Yuchi's.

The stage of asking swords became more and more chaotic, and Jinghua couldn't completely stop Yuchi Hongyi from killing people.The evil sword absorbed more and more human blood, and its power became stronger and stronger.

At a certain time, Yuchi Hongyi split Jinghua's protective zhenqi with a sword, leaving a scarlet bloodstain on Jinghua's palm.

Xiejian absorbed Jinghua's blood, and his aura suddenly rose a lot.

Not good.

Jinghua's heart sank.

On the other side, Ji Yuxuan finally recovered from the pain, and several Xuantian Palace masters beside her had already fallen down.

Yuchi Hongyi was determined to kill her, almost all the alchemy elders who obeyed Yuchi Hongyi's orders rushed towards her, the Xuantian Palace obviously lacked manpower, and the situation became more and more critical.

Suddenly, a figure rushed up from the bottom of the mountain.

Enlightenment sword formation can only enter but not exit, if she is outside the formation, she is the only one who has a chance to escape.

But with a mere Maiyuan realm cultivation, she broke into the chaotic battle circle without hesitation.

"Uncle Qi!" Le Xiaoyi called out loudly.

Qi Jianxin didn't hesitate, Junlan Sword flew out of his hand.

At this moment, there was no worry about life and death in his heart, what was just an elder's unreserved trust in the younger generation he valued.

Le Xiaoyi held the hilt of the Junlan sword with both hands, and carried the Sixuan sword on his back, and rolled on the spot, just in front of Ji Yuxuan.

The dull sword body of the Junlan Sword suddenly glowed with a red-gold brilliance, wrapped in a roaring sword energy, and burst into ear-piercing thunder.

The sky sank, there were bursts of muffled thunder, and the vast thunder calamity was not at all the prestige of the fifth rank.

Le Junhao's soul resides in Narada Sword, it is the real sixth-grade magic weapon!