Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Zhou Yiqiao wiped out a god-forming elder in the blink of an eye, causing all the senior officials of Qingshi Sect to fall into endless fear in an instant.

"What kind of evil magic is this!?"

Elder Xicheng looked at the green lamp beside Zhou Yiqiao with fear in his eyes.

He has never seen such a weird and unpredictable magic that can drain all the energy of a monk in an instant, quickly refine it, and feed it back to the caster.

But Elder Xicheng had the advantage of cultivation after all, and he quickly calmed down after being surprised.

"This kid has completely fallen into madness. If he doesn't take action, he may cause even greater losses."

Thinking of this, Elder Xicheng did not hesitate to activate the true energy in his body, flipped the seal with his right palm, and struck out with a palm sword.

In an instant, a blue-white sharp blade more than a hundred feet appeared out of thin air and slashed towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade pierced Zhou Yiqiao's chest, and then penetrated his body in a devastating manner.

The huge force of the sharp blade clearly tore Zhou Yiqiao's entire body apart, forcing him to retreat backwards.

However, his body was extremely contrary to common sense and was not affected by this force at all, and continued to rush forward.

"How can it be!?"

Elder Xicheng's eyes widened in fear as he watched Zhou Yiqiao pass through his attack and approach step by step.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Elder Xicheng's scalp was numb and he backed away repeatedly.

"kill!"

Zhou Yiqiao spat out a word indifferently, and the black evil sword appeared in his hand, sweeping across with overwhelming power.

In an instant, a rain of swords fell from the sky, and each sword was attached with terrifying power. The sharp sword energy stirred in all directions, as if it was going to split the space.

The speed of the sword energy has completely exceeded the signs of a god-transformation monk. Even the elders of Xicheng in the middle stage of refining the void can hardly resist it.

"Damn it!"

Elder Xicheng cursed angrily, and turned into a stream of light and swept back. At the same time, he activated the true energy in his body to condense a thick spiritual energy armor on his body surface.

"Clang clang clang!"

Fortunately, the elder of Xicheng had an absolute advantage in cultivation. Under this dense rain of swords, although he was in a state of embarrassment, he did not suffer too serious injuries.

"Hahaha, I am a virtual cultivator, but I am so embarrassed in the hands of a junior god-former. It is really ridiculous!"

Elder Xicheng was obviously aroused by the real fire. The real energy in his body was surging like an explosion. His robes were beating incessantly, and his powerful aura oppressed all directions, causing gusts of wind.

"Shh!"

Elder Xicheng waved his hands, and streaks of cold light shot out from his sleeves, overwhelming Zhou Yiqiao.

This move gathers all the power in the middle stage of the Void Refining. Each cold ray is like a substantive sword energy. It is extremely powerful, enough to penetrate a god-transforming monk in an instant.

Under such a powerful offensive, even Zhou Yiqiao, who had lost his mind, was driven back by instinct.

However, those cold lights seemed to have a tracking function. No matter how Zhou Yiqiao moved, he could not avoid those attacks.

"Click, click!"

Zhou Yiqiao's body was covered with cracks, and his bones were even exposed in some places.

The demon baby flew out from his broken body and hung high above his head.

The demon infant opened its eyes, its scarlet eyes flickering, and there were two dark stars in the depths of its pupils, exuding an extremely rich aura of evil and violence.

"Hurry and help Elder Xicheng!"

The senior officials of Qingshimen finally came to their senses, and activated the true energy in their bodies, forming a horned force with the elders of Xicheng, and surrounded Zhou Yiqiao.

"You are all going to die!"

Zhou Yiqiao, the controller of the Demonic Infant, let out an extremely cold whisper.

The black clouds in the sky gathered together and condensed into a huge black magic sword.

The magic sword exudes an icy aura, the black clouds are rolling, and the evil energy is overflowing, making people feel creepy.

"Go back!"

Elder Xicheng's eyes narrowed suddenly, obviously not expecting that Zhou Yiqiao still had the energy to fight back.

The senior officials of Qingshi Sect felt the terrifying aura emanating from the magic sword, and their faces instantly turned pale.

They knew very well that if this blow fell, everyone present would probably not be spared.

However, the speed of the magic sword was far beyond their imagination, and almost in the next moment, it was already above everyone's heads.

"boom!"

Along with a deafening roar, just when everyone thought they were going to die on the spot, everyone clearly felt that a strong wave of air came from behind.

All the senior officials of the Bluestone Sect opened their eyes and found that the black magic sword had deviated from its original trajectory and struck a mountain not far away.

At the same time, Zhou Yiqiao, who had caused all this, seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He fell softly from the air and landed next to a stone tablet in the mass grave.

"Go and capture this thief!"

The master of the Bluestone Sect was the first to react and immediately gave orders to all the elders of the Bluestone Sect.

"Wait a minute!"

Elder Xicheng suddenly spoke and stopped the actions of the senior officials of Qingshimen.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Elder Xicheng pondered for a long time, and then slowly spoke.

"The way this person's spiritual power was operating just now is extremely special. I want to take him back to the Netherworld Demon Sect to study it. Do you have any opinions?"

"this......"

The senior officials of Qingshi Sect looked at each other, and then looked at their sect master, waiting for his decision.

The master of the Bluestone Sect's eyes flickered and he did not give an answer immediately.

After a long time, he took Elder Xicheng to an unoccupied tombstone and whispered.

"It's not that my subordinates don't want to hand over to the Netherworld Demon Sect, it's really that what this thief has done during this period is too bad."

"If we cannot show his head to the public, I am afraid that not only our Qingshi Sect, but also several nearby forces will be unable to explain to the monks and mortals under our command."

The elder of Xicheng frowned slightly when he heard this, obviously dissatisfied with Qingshimen's decision.

"If you want to find a scapegoat, you don't have to go to such trouble."

"As long as you are willing, I can guarantee you on behalf of the Nether Demon Sect that the Qingshi Sect will be exempted from taxes for the next hundred years."

The person he rescued was the disciple of Elder Bai Gu. No matter what promise he made to Qingshi Sect, Elder Bai Gu would not have any objection.

"A hundred years of taxation..."

The master of the Bluestone Sect's pupils shrank suddenly, and he began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

“Don’t be greedy.”

Seeing that the master of Qingshi Sect was still hesitating, Elder Xicheng couldn't help but remind him.

When the master of the Qingshi Sect heard this, he immediately trembled and nodded in agreement.

"Subordinate agrees!"

Elder Xicheng nodded slightly without saying anything. He turned around and walked towards Zhou Yiqiao who was lying on the ground. He grabbed the bruised Zhou Yiqiao and flew away.