God Destroying Pearl

There was a hint of urgency in Ke Sanxiao's voice, but there was no panic in his movements.

He quickly took out a transparent jade pendant from his storage bag. The jade pendant emitted a faint light and formed a protective shield that enveloped both him and Song Yun.

Song Yun's reaction was also extremely quick. After hearing Ke Sanxiao's warning, he immediately circulated the spiritual power in his body to form an invisible barrier, sealing his mouth and nose to prevent the invasion of poisonous fog.

While holding his breath, Song Yun quickly took out the ethereal sword from his storage bag.

Song Yun snorted coldly, and a hint of cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

As his spiritual power was injected, the ethereal sword suddenly disappeared from his hand, as if it had merged into the air.

Only a scream was heard from the poisonous fog, and the sound was full of pain.

In an instant, the ethereal sword appeared in Song Yun's hand again, and the sword was covered with blood.

When the enemies on the wall saw this scene, they fell down from the wall one after another, holding magic swords and attacking Song Yun.

Ke Sanxiao also took action at this time, and he used spiral sword energy at the attacker.

The spiral sword energy whizzed through the air, carrying great destructive power.

"Fellow Daoist Song, you must not let their spiritual swords touch your body. Be careful, their spiritual swords are poisonous!" While attacking, Ke Sanxiao did not forget to remind Song Yun.

Song Yun nodded, then performed space teleportation without hesitation, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared like a ghost behind a monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

His ethereal sword flashed a cold light in the night and stabbed out quickly. Amid the opponent's surprised expression, he instantly pulled out the sword that was inserted into the opponent's back.

Then Song Yun's figure disappeared again, as if he had never appeared.

At the same time, Ke Sanxiao was also showing his skills on the battlefield.

His spiral sword energy was like a violent storm, sweeping away the enemies around him.

His swordsmanship is not only extremely powerful, but also has a wide coverage, making it difficult for the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to get close to him.

While Song Yun was dealing with two enemies, Ke Sanxiao also killed a monk from the Wan Du Sect with his swordsmanship.

When the remaining monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect saw this scene, a strong fear surged in their hearts.

They originally thought they could deal with Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao easily, but now they found that they had completely underestimated the strength of their opponents.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, they realized they had no chance of winning.

"Retreat quickly!" a monk from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect shouted loudly, with a hint of despair in his voice.

They began to retreat rapidly, trying to escape this deadly battlefield.

Although they moved quickly, Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao did not give them this chance.

Song Yun's figure disappeared again, and his ethereal sword drew a deadly arc in the air, hitting the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who was trying to escape.

One of them suddenly turned around and threw a powerful talisman towards Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao. This was their last struggle and also a cover for their escape.

The talisman drew an arc in the air and landed in front of Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao.

With a loud bang, the talisman exploded, producing a large amount of yellow smoke.

Not only does the yellow smoke contain a deadly poison, it can also block vision, making it difficult for Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao to see the surrounding environment clearly.

The yellow smoke spread rapidly, and a pungent smell filled the air.

Ke Sanxiao reacted immediately. He waved his hand and a strong airflow surged out from his palm, blowing away a lot of yellow smoke.

At the same time, Song Yun was not idle either. He took the opportunity to use his space replacement skills.

Under the cover of the yellow smoke, the ethereal sword in his hand instantly disappeared from its original place, and then appeared next to a monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in the next moment.

The ethereal sword stabbed at the opponent like a flash of lightning. Although the monk sensed the danger at the last moment and barely avoided the fatal blow, the ethereal sword still left a deep wound on his body.

He let out a scream of pain and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his wounds. He had obviously lost the ability to fight.

Song Yun did not stop. His figure appeared and disappeared in the yellow smoke like a ghost.

He quickly looked for the next target, and Ke Sanxiao followed closely behind him. His spiral sword energy continued to clear the yellow smoke while also looking for the enemy's traces.

The remaining two monks from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect fled around in the yellow smoke, but their speed was no match for Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao.

As the yellow smoke gradually dissipated, Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao had already locked on to their position.

They attacked as quickly as cheetahs, and their ethereal swords and spiral sword energy drew deadly arcs in the air, killing the two monks one by one.

The aftermath of the battle slowly dissipated in the air. Song Yun and Ke Sanxiao stood back to back, observing their surroundings vigilantly.

After confirming that there were no other lurking enemies around, they turned their attention to the Wan Du Sect monk who was stabbed on the ground.

The monk had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, breathing rapidly.

Song Yun walked forward and lightly touched the opponent's chest with the tip of the ethereal sword.

"Who sent you?"

"No one ordered us to come here. We heard that your lives are valuable, so we came here!" There was a trace of blood at the corner of the monk's mouth, and his eyes revealed a hint of despair, but still with a hint of sarcasm.

A cold light flashed in Song Yun's eyes. He snorted coldly and gently swung the ethereal sword in his hand, ending the opponent's life.

"It's not safe here anymore. With such a loud noise, let's leave first." Ke San smiled and looked at Song Yun's actions, then said.

Song Yun nodded.

Not long after, they arrived at a remote place in Luosu City.

After sitting down to rest, Song Yun felt a little dizzy.

Song Yun shook his dizzy head, and then felt his consciousness beginning to blur. The strength in his body was gradually lost, and his body began to shake.

"You're poisoned!" Seeing this, Ke Sanxiao immediately stepped forward to support Song Yun, checked him, and then said.

After saying that, Ke Sanxiao took out a pill from his storage bag. The pill gave off a faint fragrance and was obviously an elixir for detoxification.

He handed it to Song Yun, who took the pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

The elixir quickly dissolved in his body, and a warm current flowed through his meridians, gradually forcing out the toxins in his body.

After a while, Song Yun felt that his symptoms began to improve and his consciousness gradually became clearer.

He took a deep breath, then nodded to Ke Sanxiao to express his gratitude.

He knew that without Ke Sanxiao's timely assistance, he might be in danger because of the poison.

In order to restore his best condition as quickly as possible, Song Yun chose to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.

After Song Yun took out a few mid-grade spirit stones, he sat cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, and began to circulate the spiritual power in his body.

His breathing gradually became smooth and deep, and every breath seemed to be communicating with the natural energy around him.

As time went on, a faint vortex of energy formed around his body, a sign that he was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

About two hours later, Song Yun felt that the spiritual power in his body had been fully restored, and was even more abundant than before.

He slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam in his eyes.

However, when he looked at Ke Sanxiao, he found that the other party's expression was extremely solemn.

Song Yun's heart sank involuntarily. He knew that Ke Sanxiao would not have such an expression if it wasn't something important.

"Friend Ke, what happened?" he asked softly.