Chapter 1807 The Persistent Youquan
The words fell.
In times of extreme crisis.
Baimei and the others couldn't help but feel a shiver in their hearts at the same time, thinking that if Youquan had reached this stage, could it be that there were some hidden cards that had not yet been revealed?
Then he thought of the red corpse that had died in Su Jing's hands.
My heart suddenly became calm.
This guy probably doesn't know yet, but his right-hand man has already died on Mount Emei.
The Haotian Mirror moves brilliantly. Although it has just been broken by Youquan, which has caused a lot of cultivation, and now it is no longer possible to exert the supreme power of the Haotian Mirror, but it does not require too much...
As long as he can be a little more certain, he can get enough opportunities for the purple and green swords.
Now Youquan himself took the initiative to gather all the souls into one. Although it meant that a strong man would cut off his wrist, it also exposed the chance of him being completely killed.
Even though he intended to disperse the souls, it was only within a small area...all the souls were within the attack range of the purple and green swords.
Just one sword fall.
The dark future described by Changkong Wuji before was completely cut off.
A blazing look flashed in Bai Mei's eyes, and all the cultivation in his body was concentrated on the Haotian Mirror. In just a few breaths, a generation of demon Youquan was about to be buried under the purple and green swords.
But my heart suddenly felt cold...
All the mana that had gathered in his body was dissipated.
The somewhat playful voice rang in my ears.
"Youquan is calling me, didn't you hear it?"
Bai Mei spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the long sword piercing his chest in shock, and looked back...
He was seeing Yang Feiying's somewhat evil face.
It's obviously the same face, but combined with his sinister eyes, anyone can tell...this is not the taciturn Yang Feiying from before.
Inside, it has already been replaced.
Red corpse!
See a sudden change.
Just through his somewhat enchanting movements, Su Jing suddenly woke up... I'm afraid that at the beginning, Red Corpse was playing a trick of pretending to be real and not real.
The one he killed was a naked corpse.
Or maybe it was just a clone of her... She wasn't sure that she could avoid Baimei's detection, so she played a trick that was exposed in advance.
In this way, the vigilance of all of them was reduced to the lowest level.
Since then, she has been lurking in Yang Feiying's body.
In order to prevent Baimei from discovering her, she might have stayed asleep, otherwise, she might have warned Youquan in advance.
But in Bai Mei's view, Yang Feiying, who had already killed two of his classmates, was basically absolutely trustworthy.
Especially since even the Red Corpse chose them as the tool to invade Emei... This further proves this problem.
In this way, she perfectly avoided Baimei's eyes and ears.
Youquan... is so cunning.
I'm afraid that all his previous actions were just to pave the way for the present.
He didn't want to escape from the beginning.
He has been thinking about counterattack...
Even if he was surrounded by people, he might still want to take back the blood cave.
"Hiying!!!"
Ziyou shouted angrily, and Haoran's righteousness suddenly burst out around him. The pure white light of Haoran's righteousness made the red corpse instantly show a look of pain.
Confucianism cultivators are the nemesis of these evil spirits.
Facing Ziyou's all-out explosion, Chishi didn't dare to fight, since his goal had been achieved anyway.
Watching Bai Mei's mana drain out of her body like a torrent...
And in his waist, a bit of blood never dissipated, stubbornly attached to his body.
This weapon was refined by Youquan himself and was prepared for Bai Mei.
She pulled away and retreated behind Youquan.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Youquan laughed crazily.
Obviously, his goal was achieved, and even Bai Mei was seriously injured under his scheme.
No one can stop him.
The souls became one again, and then they spat out forcefully...
A bloody arrow was spit out from his mouth and fell directly downwards!
The target is the bloody spring water below that has gradually begun to dissipate.
Even though he has reached this point, he has not given up on obtaining the blood cave!
"No!"
Yang Feiying, or Chishi, had been suppressing Baimei's movements after severely injuring Baimei. Seeing Youquan's actions, she shouted anxiously: "Everything here is Baimei's conspiracy, no re-entry..."
Idiot, what do you know!
Youquan ignored Chishi's words. Is there a conspiracy?
trap?
Of course he knew it was a trap, but the problem was that even if it was a trap, the things inside couldn't be fake...
He could feel that it was really connected to the blood cave, and even the body of the blood cave, a weapon that was more powerful than the Haotian Mirror and the Heavenly Thunder Sword, was about to be born.
Baimei is really willing to spend money.
But this undoubtedly gives me a chance to turn defeat into victory, as long as I can get the sword...
When the time comes, even if these people join forces, what do I have to fear?
Even if he sacrifices all his soul, as long as he obtains that sword... not to mention, he still has a trump card to save his life!
They can't kill themselves at all.
Youquan's body in the sky instantly turned into countless blood spots, spreading in all directions.
He is actually double insurance...
While the main body goes to get the weapon, the soul is escaping. As long as one of the goals is achieved, he will make a lot of money.
Youquan... is so cunning!
Bai Mei raised his hand and wanted to hold up the Haotian Mirror to block it, but the weapon of the red corpse that was inserted into his back kept releasing filthy blood and corroding his cultivation. The Haotian Mirror was actually a little hot.
He knew that this was because the filthy blood had penetrated into his body.
In the future, before expelling it, he would never be able to use a magic weapon like the Haotian Mirror that was completely composed of righteousness.
This was his purpose.
"That is Youquan's body. He went for the weapon in the sea of blood. Wuji, you can't let him get your sword. Chase him quickly. As long as you kill him, he will lose his original body. With only those split souls, Youquan will be unable to recover for at least a thousand years!"
Bai Mei gritted his teeth and shouted.
Difficult to recover?
Su Jing didn't consider it...
He didn't want to severely injure Youquan, he wanted him to die!
What to do?
There was no excessive hesitation.
Under Bai Mei's astonished gaze, Su Jing quickly broke away from the state of being in harmony with Qu Wuyi and shouted, "Xianxian!"
In telepathic communication.
Su Jing and Xianxian had reached a consensus in an instant.
Su Jing stretched out his hand and flipped it.
He had already grasped the Xihe Sword, and held hands with Xianxian who rushed up, and the two swords were instantly intertwined.
In an instant, the extremely hot spiritual energy torrent and the extremely cold chill instantly filled the eight directions of the world and spread to the endless distance.
It can be seen with the naked eye that ice and fire overlapped and merged, and then with the two swords as the basis, it turned into layers of intertwined sword nets.
Accompanied by the spiritual energy torrent, it was like a mist, and the sword net was looming in the mist, looking like a fairyland.
The sword net quickly expanded to a radius of 100 miles.
Then it quickly shrank inward.
The souls of Youquan that were scattered in all directions wanted to flee, just in case... As a person in the magic way, he naturally thought most about saving his life.
Just like now, the original body went to fight desperately, but the clone escaped, even if the original body failed and was killed.
As long as enough time is given, he can still restore his invincible Youquan Blood Demon!
Attack when advancing, defend when retreating!
It's perfect...
But then, these countless bloody souls collided with the intertwined sword net.
Accompanied by shrill screams.
These countless souls like blood elves quickly retreated with screams.
