Chapter 1036: Tooth for Tooth

After putting away the space jade gourd and feeling that Luo Qingcheng's aura was safe and sound, Ye Chunyang felt relieved.

Yiluo Qingcheng said that the Small Reincarnation Technique is based on the reincarnation of the Nascent Soul. Naturally, it requires cultivation to reach the Nascent Soul stage before it can be practiced. Although her body is destroyed now, fortunately the Nascent Soul has been completed, otherwise there will be no skills. Unable to cast.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but feel a little scared. If Luo Qingcheng hadn't succeeded in condensing the baby, he would probably have died this time.

He stood there in silence for a moment, his expression suddenly turned cold, and after throwing an illusion to cover the cave, he moved and turned into a startling rainbow that rushed into the sky.

Luo Qingcheng still needs some time to practice the Small Reincarnation Technique. Taking advantage of this free time, Ye Chunyang has some things that he must do.

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On the top of a snow-capped mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles, several black shadows are hovering, and there are silhouettes of people inside, all of which look like they are in the late stage of pill formation.

After observing in mid-air for a moment, these monks seemed to have determined something, and their bodies suddenly fell down.

Where these people settled down, an old man wearing Taoist robes stood there. If it weren't for the gloomy look in his brows, he would actually have the aura of a crane-bone fairy. This appearance is exactly that of a Wu Taoist.

"See Uncle Master."

Several disciples in the late stage of forming the elixir dispersed and bowed respectfully to the Wu Taoist.

"How are things going?" Wu Daoren asked calmly, with his hands behind his back and his face expressionless.

"According to the orders of Uncle Master and the Great Elder, all those sects have been destroyed, leaving no one alive."

Two figures stood side by side, one fat and one thin. They were the fat man surnamed Wang and the thin man surnamed Sun who had met once when Ye Chunyang transformed into "Chen Qi". They respectfully reported back to Master Wu.

"very good."

The Wu Taoist looked satisfied.

He looked at a few people and said sinisterly: "Had it not been for the intervention of Buddhism and Taoism more than a hundred years ago, our Taoist soul refining formation would have been completed long ago. The boy named Ye would not have escaped safely. Since they would not have If I, Qianxu Sect, take this seriously, I will destroy their affiliated sects one by one to give them some color!"

Several people ignored them, and the fat man surnamed Wang looked gloomy for a while before taking a step forward and said: "But Uncle Master, after all, Cangwu Immortal Sect and Xiaoleiyin Temple are not weaker than our sect. Although we are only destroying their affiliated It’s a small sect, but this is a provocation to them after all, and I’m afraid they won’t sit idly by.”

"Hehe, what I want is for them to come forward and conduct a thorough investigation." Wu Daoren sneered and asked in a different direction: "Have you done anything clean this time?"

"Uncle, don't worry, we will exterminate these sects. We will use the magical powers that uncle has recently taught us, and we will not expose our sect's skills." The thin man surnamed Sun replied.

After he finished speaking, a strange look flashed in his eyes. After hesitating for a while, he said: "Speaking of which, the magical power that our uncle taught us this time seems a bit like..."

"like what?"

The Wu Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the thin man named Sun with amusement.

The thin man named Sun's eyes flickered, and the expressions of the others also changed, as if they had the same idea in their hearts.

"Forgive me for talking too much, but everyone who is hit by the magical power we use this time will have their blood mutated and die. This method is very similar to the Mysterious Blood Curse of the Blood Demon Sect..."

The thin man surnamed Sun gritted his teeth, his voice gradually deepened midway through his words, and finally he could no longer speak.

"hehe……"

The Wu Taoist chuckled twice, looking at the Danjie disciples with a profound look, "If you can see the Xuanxue Curse, it proves that you are not too stupid."

"It is indeed a mysterious blood curse, could it be..."

The fat and thin people looked at each other, vaguely guessing something in their hearts.

"Yes, this mysterious blood curse comes from the Blood Demon Sect. I am here to anger the Cangwu Immortal Sect and Xiaoleiyin Temple. What do you think will happen if they know that these destroyed sects were caused by the Blood Demon Sect?"

The Wu Taoist gave a sinister smile.

The eyes of all the monks lit up, and the thin man surnamed Sun boasted with a low smile: "Uncle Master, it's really a clever plan! The Mysterious Blood Curse is the unique secret technique of the Blood Demon Sect. No one in the entire world of immortality can master it except them, and the Blood Demon Sect and I The faction has been fighting openly and secretly for a long time. If we can get rid of them with the help of Buddhism and Taoism, we can kill two birds with one stone and be very happy!"

"However, this disciple is a little confused. I heard that the Mysterious Blood Curse of the Blood Demon Sect has never been spread to outsiders, and only the core disciples and elders within the sect are qualified to practice it. How did my uncle obtain this secret technique and teach it to us?"

This flattery was very useful. Wu Taoist laughed loudly and said: "You don't need to worry about how our sect obtained the Xuanxue Curse. Not enough people have died right now. You have to continue to do it in the past few days. Only Only by thoroughly planning the conflicts between them can we reap the benefits."

"Yes! Disciple, obey!"

The disciples responded in a deep voice.

The fat and thin people exchanged glances, and were about to continue reporting something to Wu Daoist, when they saw the latter suddenly sneered, looked somewhere, and uttered faint words.

"Fellow Taoist, you have been listening here for so long. Do you have all the information you want to know? It seems like you can go down and be a wise man?"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the Dan Formation stage were shocked, and their eyes became cold and cold.

From what the Wu Taoist said, it seemed that there was someone hiding here, but they were unaware of it.

However, after the Wu Taoist finished speaking, there was silence all around. No one answered for a long time, as if there was no one around.

"snort."

The Wu Taoist snorted expressionlessly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he stepped over a thick snow dozens of feet away.

There was a loud bang, and a snow avalanche opened on the ground. Ice shards flew all over the sky, revealing a bush covered in ice and snow, and a deep groan came from inside. But before anyone else could react, a giant green flag suddenly floated out from it, and thick fog suddenly appeared in the sky. Then, dragons and snakes were seen flying in the giant flag, and it suddenly rushed towards the Wu Dao people.

At this time, a group of monks in the alchemy stage not far away clearly saw a figure under the snow like wind and lightning. When dragons and snakes were sprayed out from the giant flags to attack Wu Taoist, they fled towards the sky and came up from the aura. It looks like he is a late-stage alchemy monk.

The Wu Taoist glanced at the escaping man with a sneer, raised one hand, black light flickered between his five fingers, and after a flash, it turned into several sharp flying swords and shot out.

In an instant, there was a deafening sound of rain hitting the plantains in mid-air, and the powerful-looking giant dragon and snake flags pierced through several sword holes on the spot and turned into pieces and scattered on the ground.

However, after this blow, the flying sword's power remained unabated. After a few circles, it chased behind the escaped late-stage pill-forming monk, exuding a cold and deadly aura.

The man was horrified when he saw this scene. He suddenly punched his chest, and a mouthful of blood and essence spurted out. Then he quickly recited an obscure spell, and the sprayed-out blood and essence condensed without scattering, turning into a thin layer of blood. His whole body was wrapped up, and then his flight speed surged, throwing away the flying swords shot by the Wu Taoist several feet away.

Although he escaped the attack of the flying sword, the man's face was pale, as if activating the secret technique had greatly damaged his true energy. But he didn't dare to stop for a moment, and rushed high into the sky in a flash.

"Blood Shadow Escape? You have actually mastered this technique. It seems that you are the descendant of an elder from the Blood Demon Sect. It is even more impossible for you to go back alive."

Wu Taoist was surprised when he saw this man's magical ability to turn his essence and blood into an escape technique, but his face turned gloomy immediately. The magic formula was shot out like a sudden storm, and the flying sword hovering in the air suddenly swung, and there was a "swish" sound. Break the sky.

In an instant, these flying swords reappeared almost teleportingly and caught up with the Blood Demon Sect monk, and struck him wildly without any hindrance.

Having just escaped with a glimmer of hope, he stepped into the gate of hell again in the blink of an eye. The Blood Demon Sect monk was so horrified that he hurriedly raised his fist and hit his chest hard, as if he wanted to activate the secret technique he had just used to escape.

But before he could use his secret technique, a chill suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead. The blood curtain that had originally shrouded the surroundings shattered under the touch of the Wu Taoist's flying sword, and the life-threatening sword instantly hung in the air. The top of his head.

At this time, the Blood Demon Sect monk's face was really pale. He only had time to let out a scream, and his body was stirred into blood mist and sprayed down, dyeing the snow red.

"Hmph, even a mere monk in the Dan-formation stage dares to show off his bravery in front of this Dao. He is looking for death!"

The Wu Taoist rolled up his sleeves, and several flying swords formed by mana dispersed invisible. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of baby fire. The blood on the ground evaporated and disappeared. There was no trace of this Blood Demon Sect monk.

But just when his figure flickered and fell back to the original place, his expression suddenly changed.

The fat man surnamed Wang, the thin man surnamed Sun, and others who were here a moment ago have disappeared, and there is no trace of their presence around them.

He glanced around with a surprised expression, only to find that these people had indeed disappeared, and his heart sank. He had just killed the Blood Demon Sect monk in just a snap of his fingers. There was no way that several of their pill-forming monks could evaporate in front of his eyes.

"Where are you? Get out of here!" Wu Taoist shouted in a low voice.

"If you are calling them, then I advise you to save your time, because when you killed the Blood Demon Sect monk just now, I had already killed all your pustular disciples."

As soon as Wu Taoist finished speaking, a faint chuckle suddenly sounded, and then something seemed to fall from the sky, and Gululu rolled in front of him.

After seeing the fallen thing clearly, the Wu Taoist narrowed his eyes, and his murderous intention was fully present.

Astonishingly, it was the fat and thin heads, staring at him with wide eyes, still retaining the great fear before death.

At the same time, a figure slowly walked out of the snow. He was wearing a black suit, with long flowing hair, and black eyes as clear as water. He was looking at the Wu Taoist with a smile on his face.

"Ye! Pure! Yang!"

The Wu Taoist stared at the visitor, almost squeezing out three words from his teeth, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

"I haven't seen you for a hundred years, old dog Wu. Is it time to repay the life you owe me?"

Ye Chunyang's footsteps were steady, and his calm voice sounded like a casual chat. There was no trace of murderous intent, but there was a chill that penetrated the bones, making the top of the snow-capped mountains, which was already filled with wind and snow, even more chilly.