Chapter 1248 Fusion Ceremony

The Lingquan Eye is the place where all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire mysterious secret realm converges. It is also the exploration site selected by the leader of the Yunyin Sect in advance.

There is cloud and mist here all year round, the spring water is crystal clear, and bubbles of spiritual energy pop up from the bottom of the spring from time to time. It is completely free of the dangers that a secret realm should have.

There are towering ancient trees and exotic flowers and plants all around. The air is filled with the refreshing fragrance of flowers and grass. Occasionally, you can hear the sweet singing of birds. Everything seems so harmonious and peaceful.

However, when Zhou Yiqiao, Xu Hanchang and Qing Jimeng arrived here, the scene before them surprised them.

The spiritual spring that was supposed to be a blessed place has now become eerie and strange. There is a disgusting smell of blood in the mist, and the spring water has become turbid, as if it was polluted by some evil force.

The ancient trees around withered, the exotic flowers and plants died, and even the chirping of the spiritual birds became shrill, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

What shocked the three even more was that they found that all the cultivators who came to explore, including the leader of the Yunyin Sect, had been killed in a cruel way. The painful state before death was forever frozen on their faces.

The corpses were scattered all over the place, all of them had been drained of their blood, leaving only shriveled skins. Some were hung upside down on dead branches, while others were half-sunk in the spring water that was dyed red by blood. The scene was extremely tragic.

In the center of the spiritual spring, a leading black-robed monk was floating in the air, with black mist wrapped around his body and chanting some terrifying spell.

Beside him, a creature that looked like a fish but was otherworldly swam slowly.

Its body is twisted and deformed, and its scales do not have the shiny luster of ordinary fish, but are a sickly dark purple, and the surface is covered with fine black lines, like snake patterns.

The eyes of this fish monster were extremely huge, without pupils, only two balls of deep green light flickering in the abyss-like eye sockets. There was a row of sharp fangs at the corners of its mouth. When its mouth was open, one could see a mouthful of sharp serrations inside, which emitted a faint cold light under the sunlight.

Its fins were abnormally developed, with edges as sharp as blades. Every swing was accompanied by a slight distortion of space, and the entire space seemed to be able to be easily cut through by its fins.

What's even more bizarre is that its tail is not fan-shaped or forked like traditional fish, but has turned into a series of slender and flexible tentacles with undigested flesh and blood residue hanging at the end.

The black slime slowly dripped down and landed on the polluted water surface, causing ripples but also bringing with it more disgusting stench.

There seemed to be some strange connection between this fish monster and the black-robed monk. Whenever the black-robed monk whispered an ancient and evil spell, the fish monster would make a low and long cry.

All three of them were people possessed by strange magical weapons, so they knew that the black-robed monk wanted to merge with this strange monster fish.

Thinking that this strange fish might be the key to unlocking this mysterious secret realm, the three of them could no longer sit still. They emerged from their stealth state one after another, with spiritual power dancing wildly around them, ready to stop the black-robed monk's fusion plan.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao, Xu Hanchang and Qing Jimeng appeared, the black-robed monks immediately noticed their presence.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the leading black-robed monk. He knew that the fusion process could not be interrupted, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted.

So he let out a sharp whistle and ordered all the black-robed monks to step forward to stop them.

The black-robed monks seemed like brainwashed religious fanatics. They did not hesitate at all to follow the orders of the leading monk. They let out low growls that were completely different from those of humans and pounced towards Zhou Yiqiao and the other two like moths to a flame.

The attacks of these black-robed monks were completely disorganized, and they were ready to trade their lives for others. It was obvious that they were planning to use their lives to buy time for the leading monk.

Zhou Yiqiao and the other two naturally would not let the black-robed monks' plan succeed.

The Dusk Sword in Zhou Yiqiao's hand emitted a dazzling sword light, and the sword intent and the sound of the piano intertwined, slashing down the black-robed monks who rushed up one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the tentacles on Xu Hanchang's neck grew to more than ten feet in length, like a flexible whip, weaving an airtight net in the air, tightly entangling the black-robed monk who tried to approach, and then suddenly retracted.

Accompanied by shrill screams, all the black-robed monks who fell into the net were twisted into pieces of meat, and it was extremely bloody.

Qing Jimeng was not to be outdone.

As her spiritual power circulated, the dark pattern on her arm separated from her body like a wriggling snake and turned back into that strange long sword.

Qing Jimeng held the strange long knife, using it instead of a sword, and performed the secret swordsmanship of Qinjian Villa.

Boundless sword energy swept out like a violent storm, and every blade light contained the sharpness of cutting through space, splitting the surrounding air into pieces.

Under this violent sword energy, the black-robed monks seemed to be in the center of an endless storm. They were unable to resist and were all chopped into pieces.

Zhou Yiqiao and the other two were like three gods of war, charging among the black-robed monks and no one could stop them.

Although the black-robed monks were fearless and brave, in the face of absolute strength, they could only be ruthlessly harvested like grass.

In just an incense stick of time, the last black-robed monk fell into the hands of the three men.

When the leading black-robed monk saw this, a trace of despair and madness flashed in his eyes.

He was like a stranger prisoner, facing an irreversible defeat, but still roaring unwillingly. The black mist on his body became thicker, as if it would swallow up all the light and vitality around him.

His voice was mixed with ancient and twisted spells, attempting to make a final struggle and summon even more terrifying power.

But Zhou Yiqiao and the other two would not give him this chance. As soon as the black mist on his body dissipated a little, he was cut into two pieces by a long sword and the blood flowed continuously.

"don't want......"

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Yiqiao controlled the long sword of Mu and inserted it into the black-robed monk's throat, cutting off his entire head.

His head and body were separated, and cracks began to appear on his body. Then, with a buzzing sound, it turned into a ball of blood mist.

Zhou Yiqiao and the other two walked forward cautiously, checked the remains of the leading monk, and confirmed that he was completely dead.

They turned their attention to the strange fish monster, but found that after the death of the leading monk, it seemed to have lost its vitality and sank quietly to the bottom of the spring without any movement.

The three of them repeated the actions in the ancient battlefield and each stepped forward to contact the strange fish, but as expected, they did not get any response from the strange fish.

"If the three of us are unable to absorb it, then we can only bring one of the surviving brothers to control it."

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yiqiao proposed a solution.