MTL - Natural Fairy Species

  Chapter 10 contains the **** battle at Xiufeng (3)

   "Hey, old guy, if you don't run and stay here, do you think you can stop us by yourself?"

   With a broken voice, Junior Brother Chen looked at the elder curiously. He had unfolded all the ghost banners in his hands, surrounding the entire Hanxiu Peak, and not a single bird could escape.

   "Stop? Of course not, I stay here... to kill you and avenge the dead clansmen!"

  The Great Elder swallowed a blood-red demonic elixir in one gulp, the skin of his whole body glowed a strange red color, and his aura continued to rise. It is obviously impossible to advance to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, but it is advancing and growing every moment, and has infinitely approached the coercion of the foundation-building stage monks.

   "Burning Blood Pill? Your Bai family really has some stocks in stock, which surprises me again and again."

  Senior Brother Shen had a gloomy face. He was startled at first, and then a hint of ferocity soon appeared.

"Not to mention that the Burning Blood Pill can only temporarily allow you to have the mana of the foundation-building period. It only lasts for a stick of incense. When the time comes, the blood will flow backwards and die, and the bones will not remain. Even if the real foundation-building period monks, you family monks , and want to compete with me and other sect disciples."

   "Senior Brother Shen, leave this person to me. Yizhuxiang can pass by casually. The junior brother is missing a flying sword. Although the old guy's hand is not high-grade, it can barely use it."

   "It's easy to say, but you won't have a share in other things found in this family's treasure house!"

  The two Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators arranged the fate of the Great Elder and the Bai family members lightly, but they did not relax at all. The Hundred Ghost Banners hid themselves in a cloud of black clouds, and opened a distance of tens of feet, so the arrogance in their mouths could not be seen at all.

  Burning Blood Pill is a very special second-order elixir. The main material comes from the inner alchemy of second-order monsters, which is refined with the blood essence of several monsters.

  The effect is also very simple. If a Dzogchen monk takes it during the Qi refining period, he will instantly have the mana of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and it will last for a stick of incense, but the price is to pay his life.

The alchemist who created this elixir originally intended to study a elixir that would overdraw the qi and blood and forcibly elevate the realm. The price he imagined was only a few months of weakness, and it would also allow the user to experience the operation of the mana of a monk in the foundation-building period, which would be of great help to the breakthrough. Both have certain benefits.

However, after the successful refining, the side effects were too great, and the refining cost was high. The alchemist gave up this formula after opening the furnace several times without finding a way to improve it. Therefore, the number of burning blood pills circulating on the market rare.

   "With only one Burning Blood Pill, it's true that you can't do anything to you... But the family is going to be wiped out, so what's the use of hiding the so-called hole cards."

  The Great Elder muttered to himself, as if making a decision for himself.

   "Qianzhu formation, set up for me!"

  On Hanxiu Peak, there are countless black bamboos planted in lush greenery, forming an undulating sea of ​​bamboos.

  At this moment, amidst the Great Elder's angry shout, endless emerald awns sprang out from the ground, causing the black bamboos to grow rustlingly, forming an array and the top of the Hundred Ghosts Banner was not under the wind.

"This is, the enlarged version of the Yimu Qingshenjutsu...?" Bai Zichen was dumbfounded looking at it in the warehouse. The emerald light gave him a feeling very familiar. It was the Yimuqingshenshu that he practiced every day, but the scale was enlarged hundreds of times .

  As the black bamboo grows crazily, countless rhizomes grow and entangle rapidly in the ground, entangled the two foundation-building stage cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

  Although there are hundreds of ghost banners protecting them, they can't do much damage, but they are trapped in a very small area in a disguised form, unable to break through the root cage.

  The Great Elder took out a cyan talisman from his chest, bowed solemnly, wiped his wrist on the edge of the sword, and sprayed blood directly on the talisman, turning it into a jasper flying sword.

   "Sword talisman! It's a talisman. Where did your Bai family get the talisman?"

That Broken Junior Brother Chen, like a ghost, sacrificed five magical weapons in a row to block him, and at the same time took out a dagger, decisively chopped off his wrist, and threw it to the evil ghost on the main banner of the Hundred Ghosts. The two chewed and swallowed their wrists, climbed out of the streamer and attached themselves to him, forming a vicious black armor.

  "Impossible, the ancestor of the Bai family, who had the highest cultivation base, was barely in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and he had never heard of an inseparable relationship with any ancestor of the alchemy, so how could he hide a talisman!"

  Senior Brother Shen also couldn't believe it, and took three defensive talismans on his body, then sacrificed a big bell and put it on top of his head.

The talisman is still the real person of Danjie who seals part of the power of the magic weapon in the talisman at the cost of depleting the magic weapon of his own life. Only the real person of Jiedan who is about to sit down will do this, so that the talisman can be passed on to the closest descendants and disciples .

   Possessing the power of a magic weapon, one can imagine how powerful the talisman is, not to mention the sword talisman that kills the most among all the talismans.

  The Great Elder held the Jade Flying Sword and used his body to control the sword. With just one thought, it turned into a blue light and circled the monk surnamed Shen three times.

   Whatever body protection spells and talismans you want, they are just like paper, unstoppable.

  Even the copper bell instrument fell to the ground with a bang on the third lap, split neatly into two halves, and was smooth and flat.

  "Fellow daoist, keep your hands, I am the ghost gate soul hall..."

  Before the monk surnamed Shen finished speaking, his body and head were separated, and his mind and soul were all gone.

  The blue light dissipated, and the Great Elder reappeared, and another mouthful of blood spewed out, making his whole body crumbling. Even if there is such a strange pill as the Burning Blood Pill, it is still a bit reluctant for the Great Elder to push the sword talisman, not to mention that he has used the sword talisman to the limit, and he fits Qing Ming, so he can kill the monk surnamed Shen in three breaths.

  "Time is running out, kill a few more!"

The Great Elder glanced at Po Luo's junior brother surnamed Chen, made him sweat profusely, then turned into a green light and slashed up with a sword, splitting a pair of bells, a flying knife, and cutting off two fork handles with another sword, and was hacked A blocked it.

  With this buffer, the junior brother surnamed Chen took out another green orb and urged it in front of him to add another barrier.

  The blue light turned and rushed towards the surrounding disciples of the Qi Refining Stage of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

   This sword talisman was passed down by the ancestors of the Bai family. It was only used once in hundreds of years, but it slaughtered all bystanders. Naturally, no news about the Bai family talisman was spread. But when the sword talisman was in the hands of the ancestors of the Bai family, he had already used it many times, and after that, there was only the last chance to use it.

  The sword talisman was activated today, the role of the great elder, and the swordsman clearly felt that the power of the sword talisman might be exhausted at any time, so he had no time to waste time on the difficult junior brother surnamed Chen.

   Phew! call out! call out!

  Three ghost monks in the late stage of Qi refining were named by the elder, regardless of whether they had defensive magic weapons or not, they were all stirred up by the blue light, and their souls flew away.

  The blue light receded, and the Jasper Flying Sword returned to a blue talisman, which spontaneously ignited without wind, exhausted all the power of the sword talisman, and completed its mission.

  "Haha, I'm happy, I changed to a foundation-building cultivator of the ghost gate before I died, and my ancestors in the underworld can't blame me for wasting the sword talisman!"

  The Great Elder fell to the ground, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then tried to turn his stiff head, and looked around, as if he wanted to take Han Xiufeng into his eyes.

boom!

  Burning blood pill expired, the Great Elder's whole body swelled, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving no bones left.

  "Damn monks of the Bai family, I will collect all your souls, boil them slowly with magic fire for forty-nine days, and then send you hundreds of ghost banners, and you will never be reborn forever!"

  Junior brother surnamed Chen finally broke through the root cage, looked at the corpses lying on the ground, and became furious, with blood dripping from the severed wrist.

  (end of this chapter)