Chapter 817: At a disadvantage

Although the two of them were communicating secretly, they could not hide it from Zhao Nanxing.

This person's cultivation level was the seventh level of the Nascent Soul, and his magic power and consciousness were similar to Qingchan's. Although Qingchan's sound transmission technique was very advanced, he could not avoid this person's consciousness. He looked at Qingchan with a smile, which made Zhang Zhixuan and the others a little restrained and embarrassed to continue communicating.

Qingchan's reminder just now made Zhang Zhixuan guess a little about the Huangji Sect's backhand.

However, Hu Yongchou was cunning, and the Huangji Sect's methods might not be able to hide from this person.

In addition to the three Nascent Soul cultivators, the Huangji Sect also had seven Jindan cultivators who came in together. These seven people had different levels of cultivation, and it should be their first time to enter the Demon Cloud Cave.

As soon as the group of seventeen people entered the Demon Cloud Cave, a blood cloud suddenly floated from afar and covered everyone's heads.

In the blood cloud, some demon shadows were floating faintly.

The demon shadows let out a shrill ghost cry, and suddenly turned into blood lights, rushing towards everyone's faces.

Qing Chan and Zhang Zhixuan looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and suddenly a spiritual light appeared, flying above the blood cloud.

She raised her white hand, shook her white wrist lightly, and the Ziyang Palace Lantern appeared in her hand.

A large amount of purple flames fell from the mouth of the copper lamp, wrapping the entire blood cloud in it.

In an instant, the blood cloud was refined by the Ziyang Heavenly Fire, and even the demon hidden inside had nowhere to hide.

"The person who came is Shen Fengniang. Hu Yongchou really started to test us. Shen Fengniang's real body is not here. Just now, she used the blood sea to transform into a demon to detect the enemy situation. I am afraid that our number has been seen by her."

Zhang Zhixuan nodded and said: "We have eight Yuanying, even if Hu Yongchou has refined the magic knife, he may not dare to act rashly. But since Shen Fengniang has appeared, we all have to be careful."

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in a hidden cave in the Demon Cloud Cave, Hu Yongchou opened his eyes indifferently.

One hundred and twenty years ago, the gate of Hehuan Sect had been breached by Zhang Zhixuan and others. Since then, in order to avoid Yuwen Hong, Hu Yongchou has never built a fixed gate, and their bases have been constantly changing.

"How is it, how many people have come from Huangji Sect and Ziyang Sect respectively?"

Shen Fengniang said: "Four Yuanyings have come from Ziyang Sect, except Chen Yunfeng, almost all of them have come out, including Liu Qingchan, Congyi's enemy. Three people have also come from Huangji Sect, led by Zhao Nanxing, and the other two are in the early stage of Yuanying, one is Chu Liangcheng, and the other is relatively unfamiliar, probably a newly promoted Yuanying. In addition, the Yuanying Ji Yuncheng, a casual cultivator, also followed them."

Shen Fengniang hid in Song State for a decade and founded Fenglou Small Meeting. She had met several Yuanyings from Ziyang Sect and recognized Zhang Zhixuan and the other four at a glance.

The cultivators of Huangji Sect were their enemies, so naturally they would not recognize the wrong person.

Ji Yuncheng is also well-known among the casual cultivators. It's a pity that Shen Fengniang has been hiding in the Demon Cloud Cave for more than a hundred years, and the news is a bit blocked. I don't know that this person has cooperated with others to establish the Guiyi Sect.

As soon as the voice fell, the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Knife flew out of his hand, and surrounded Hu Yongchou with a roar.

"Don't worry, no matter how many people come, the master will definitely avenge you. Yuwen Hong is a man of many minds. This time he actually wants to lure the snake out of the hole again, but in this battle I will do as he wishes, and try the sharpness of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Knife to see how many people can be killed."

Hu Yongchou stretched out his hand and controlled the magic knife in his hand. With the magic power under his feet, he transformed into a cloud that wrapped the three people.

The late-stage Yuanying cultivators fled very fast. In less than half an hour, a thick black cloud suddenly rolled up in front of them. The black cloud kept surging and stirring, and then bursts of muffled thunder were heard.

The spiritual energy around him kept spinning, and soon formed a vortex. The momentum in the vortex was heavy, as if some great magical power was brewing?

A moment later, a blood light burst out, and the blood light turned into a thousand-foot-long rainbow, carrying a rolling blood mist, and slashed directly at Qing Chan's head.

The blood light came very quickly, and Liu Guyan and Dong Xueying, the two Nascent Souls, didn't even have time to react, and the danger had suddenly arrived.

Qing Chan laughed tenderly, and didn't dodge. A cloud of Gang suddenly appeared above his head, and a purple light rushed up from the Gang cloud. The purple light instantly surged a thousand feet and turned into a solid purple Gang cover.

After breaking through the fourth level of Nascent Soul, Qing Chan's purple Qi Xuan Gang's defensive ability increased by 30% to 40%.

The defensive effect of this magical power is no weaker than a sixth-level middle-grade magic weapon, and it has some blessing effect on the defensive ability against magic spells.

Although the purple Qi Xuan Gang is powerful, the power of the Heavenly Demon Sword is even stronger.

A humming sound was heard, and the Heavenly Demon Sword turned into a long rainbow, bursting into the sky, and then turned into thousands of blood lights, slashing at the Purple Qi Xuan Gang from all directions.

In less than a moment, cracks appeared on the Purple Qi Xuan Gang.

A purple light flashed in Qingchan's eyes, and two purple divine lights instantly hit the blade of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Sword.

When Hu Yongchou refined this sword, he did not refine his own spiritual consciousness, but refined the remnant of his disciple Lou Congyi into it. Using the heart-to-heart spell, the Demon Sword communicated with him anytime and anywhere.

The purple divine light hitting this sword did not hinder Hu Yongchou too much, but it injured Lou Congyi's spirit.

Lou Congyi was already equivalent to the spirit of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Sword. Once he was damaged, the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Sword instantly damaged some of its spirituality.

At the same time, Qingchan suddenly sacrificed the Purple Yang Palace Lantern, which released large amounts of purple sky fire, burning towards the black cloud in front.

Seeing that Qingchan and Hu Yongchou got into a fierce fight as soon as they started fighting, Zhang Zhixuan's face changed, and he flashed a light and started to work together with Qingchan to deal with the enemy.

Zhang Zhixuan knew that although Qingchan was powerful and could restrain the ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivators, her skills and methods could restrain the demon cultivators. After advancing to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, she could even compete with the ninth-level Nascent Soul demon cultivators.

However, Hu Yongqiu had refined the magic sword, and even Yuwen Hong had to avoid its edge. Qingchan alone would definitely not be able to defeat this man.

Zhang Zhixuan looked at the blood-light demon shadows flying all over the black cloud, and his eyes became very firm.

He stretched out his hand and summoned the Qiankun magic sword with a flash of his eyes.

A ray of spiritual light flashed in an instant and shot into the black cloud.

The sword light flashed with divine light, constantly killing the blood shadows in the black cloud.

The Qiankun magic sword was extremely sharp. As long as the sword light caught up with a blood shadow, it could kill it cleanly.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhixuan did not care about his magic power. No matter how the blood shadow changed, it could not escape the pursuit of the flying sword.

These blood shadows were all transformed by Hu Yongqiu's magic power.

Every time Zhang Zhixuan killed one of them, his magic power would weaken a little.

This person did not reveal his true identity, so Zhang Zhixuan could only use this method to restrain him a little and relieve some pressure for Qingchan.

Zhang Zhixuan and his wife began to fight with Hu Yongchou, and the Yuanying who was traveling with them also launched a fierce attack.

Liu Lingjun and Liu Guyan, the master and apprentice, released the Purple Yang Sky Fire and began to refine the black cloud released by Hu Yongchou.

Under the leadership of Zhao Nanxing, the three people from the Huangji Sect worked together and ventured into the black cloud.

After just one round of fierce attack, blood shadows could still be continuously transformed in the black cloud.

These blood shadows were sometimes far and sometimes close, as if they could not be completely killed.

However, more cracks began to appear on the purple Qi Xuan Gang released by Qingchan.

Seeing that the war of attrition could not be won, Zhang Zhixuan's face suddenly became gloomy.