After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

Murong Mo led Xia Xiaoyu to avoid the attack, came to the other side, and went straight towards the group of Yuntian sect disciples.

"Junior Sister Xia! Why are you here? What happened? Are you okay?"

A disciple saw Xia Xiaoyu's appearance, and was so happy that he hurried up to greet her, asking her how to feel warm.

Among them, Yu Liuqing didn't say a word.

"I'm fine, thanks to the two brothers of Yujian Xianzong who saved me."

Xia Xiaoyu said with a twinkle in her eyes, she tidied up her appearance and tried her best not to look so embarrassed.

At this moment, the giant tree moved, and many thorny vines grew from its feet, covering the sky and covering the sky, and surrounded a group of people, turning it into a cage.

Yan Xiuyu's eyes were condensed, and she flew into the air, transforming the sword in her hand into countless sword shadows.

"Break!"

Within four miles, except for those disciples who avoided him, all of them were reduced to ashes, the breath of ice remained in the air, the shattered vines, the torn and crushed giant trees, all became his soul under the sword , only the pool of blood is still flowing in place.

"This is...!"

Yu Liuqing couldn't help being shocked, the evil giant tree's cultivation was at least above the Nascent Soul stage, but this disciple of Yujian Xianzong was able to kill with one move without any effort, and his cultivation level was definitely far superior to that of the Nascent Soul above!

Could it be the power of the transformation stage? !

He couldn't believe it, and thought that maybe this person was just a Dzogchen in the Nascent Soul Stage, with a magic weapon on his body.

After all, no one in Yujian Xianzong knows that except for Yan Xiuyu, the other great masters don't care about world affairs, and go all out to hit the ladder to avoid getting involved in the world's cause and effect.

And Yan Xiuyu is a well-known dragon who sees his head but doesn't see his end, and is a loner, how could he walk with his disciples?

It's just that no matter what, he is a little more solemn to these two disciples of Yujian Xianzong, and the other disciples are also like this.

Xia Xiaoyu's eyes widened even more, she didn't expect this person to be so powerful, could it be an elder of Yujian Xianzong or something, then didn't she offend before?

She felt remorse and fear immediately, fearing that Yan Xiuyu would settle accounts with her.

When everything subsided, she immediately wanted to step forward and apologize.

Murong Mo took a step ahead of her, grabbed Yan Xiuyu's hand, pulled it over to examine it carefully, and asked, "Master, are you injured?"

This is indeed the elder of the Imperial Sword Immortal Sect. The others felt that they were the truth, and they became a little more respectful in a calm manner.

Murong Mo actually pulled him over like this, Yan Xiuyu thinks the apprentice is too young or not?

He pulled away his hand slightly, then turned his head to look at Xia Xiaoyu and the others.

"Did you see anything on the way here?" Although he killed the evil creature, the place was still covered with fog, and the dark energy that had lingered for many years was still lingering, obviously the matter was not over yet.

"We didn't find anything on the way here, but we still couldn't get out of this village. The fog was thick, and we came here without knowing it, and then it was like what we saw just now." Yu Liuqing said, frowning , a little restless.

"The missing people have not been found yet, and the head on the giant tree just now has no disciples from our sect."

"They should be the villagers of this village. I saw their faces, and I think they had their necks cut off alive." Yan Xiuyu noticed the neat cuts on the heads and necks of those people.

Murong Mo was silent for a while, looked at the blood that was still flowing in front of his eyes, and asked, "Then Master, what about the left one?"

The eyes of several people fell on that area, and they couldn't help frowning. The strong smell of blood made people sick. Yan Xiuyu wanted to step forward and destroy this harmful thing, but he felt that there was something wrong with it. Something is wrong.

This seems to be an altar, is it here to summon something?Yan Xiuyu glanced at the strange scriptures around the blood tan. This seems to be a kind of rune from the ghost domain. How could it appear here now?

This shows that at least there are ghost cultivators in Nanshan Village now. How could they come to this small place?

Both the demon world and the world of cultivating immortals have no deep taboos on ghost cultivators. Those ghost cultivators are usually managed by the underworld ghost domain. How could they suddenly appear?

Yan Xiuyu couldn't figure it out.

Murong Mo came up and remembered that he had read these scriptures in Zangshu Pavilion, "This is a sacrifice technique of ghost cultivators, very sinister and vicious."

"Sacrifice?" Yu Liuqing looked at Murong Mo curiously, and cupped his hands, "Do you know what this fellow Taoist is for? Are you sure it's a ghost cultivator?"

If the ghost cultivator actually came to the world of cultivating immortals, I'm afraid he has bad intentions. The ghost cultivator named Yan Mie 300 years ago still sounds frightening. He lost many outstanding disciples in that battle, even the elders of the sect. few.

Yan Xiuyu was certain that it was Ghost Cultivator. With his divine sense, he saw the exclusive Ghost Cultivator symbol in the blood plasma, which was an inscription in the Ghost Domain.

"I have seen this kind of rune through the collection of books. It is a sacrifice made by ghost cultivators to pay homage to the dead souls with human lives, in an attempt to resurrect the dead souls. This method must be repaid with human lives, life for life." Murong Mo's sword eyebrow Pressing down, he also saw the inscription at the bottom of the blood pool, and knew that this matter might be difficult.

Yu Liuqing didn't expect it to be like this, "A ghost cultivator appeared out of thin air in the world of cultivating immortals, but there is no news at all. This can't be a conspiracy trap of the ghost domain."

"That's right, as we all know, those ghost cultivators in Huangquan are unscrupulous and temperamental. Many sects have not recovered from the great war 300 years ago." A disciple next to him said worriedly.

"Otherwise, Immortal Master, let's destroy this blood pool, and then go back and report to the elders of Ming sect, and call a meeting of all sects to discuss countermeasures?" Another disciple suggested.

This is a good way, but now they have already been trapped in this small village, and everything has to wait for them to get out alive...

Yan Xiuyu's gaze was cold, looking at the pool of blood, he summoned his sword, and a snow-white jade sword appeared out of nowhere, just like himself, others felt extremely cold just by looking at it.

Bingling Sword, this saber has been with the original owner for nearly a hundred years, witnessing him stepping from disciple to immortal venerable, accompanying him in battles to become famous, and surpassing all heroes!

But now Yan Xiuyu inherits his splendor and glory and leads a new journey.

He looked at the hot pool of blood in front of him, and was about to cut it down with a sword, when the ground shattered.

A huge hole suddenly appeared in the ground, it was bottomless, and everyone fell into it without checking for a while!

Yan Xiuyu immediately flew towards Murong Mo and grabbed his hand.

The people who were about to fly with their swords were attracted by the huge suction and couldn't use this move at all.

The abyss sucked everyone in, and the big tree grew vigorously in an instant, and the blood plasma began to flow rapidly!