The poisonous path of the sick and reborn

The mirror world was shattered, and thousands of evil spirits swarmed out of the Rebirth Pool. The originally brightly lit Palace of Rebirth was shrouded in shadows. The practitioners who didn't know where they were, watched helplessly as their fellow Taoists were accidentally torn apart by the evil spirits. Swallowing them into their stomachs, they fled hastily in order to save their lives.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Tang Yu tripped Qi Yao, cheered inwardly when she saw her fall, and fled towards the outside of the hall.But he stopped laughing right away.Seeing that he was about to be overtaken by the evil spirit, his knees suddenly gave way, and he fell to the ground violently, falling behind. The evil spirit, which had been hungry for countless years, ecstatically devoured his body.At the end of consciousness, Tang Yu froze on the two thumb-sized cyan beads not far away, which seemed to belong to the elder brother.

After everyone entered the passage, Ji Yuan threw out a few talismans, which temporarily stopped the menacing evil spirits. Cheng Yuer quickly glanced at the crowd, her face turned pale, "What's wrong, where is my junior sister?"

"I just saw Junior Sister Qi Yao running out with us." Ji Yuan's expression was very ugly when he didn't see Qi Yao. Brothers go out first, I will go back and find Junior Sister Qi Yao."

Cheng Yuer glanced at the evil spirits that were constantly rushing towards this direction, saw Ji Yuan's unquestionable eyes, hesitated for a moment, nodded and replied: "Okay, be careful." Turning around, she wiped the corners of her eyes, and called out to her colleagues to follow .

After the disciples of the Qing Lingxian sect walked away, Ji Yuan removed the magic talisman blocking the entrance of the passage, drew out his sword and entered the hall again.

The former White Jade Palace has collapsed into disrepair at this moment, and the inheritance jade slips that all the cultivators couldn't ask for were scattered all over the place, but Ji Yuan didn't look at them directly. , and fight and go, and searched the place thoroughly within a moment, but did not see Qi Yao's figure.

Ji Yuan's face is getting more and more ugly, Qi Yao junior sister will not...

"Hurry up! The Land of Inheritance is about to collapse." A familiar voice fell into Ji Yuan's ears, and when he saw a few people appearing by the pool of past lives, his hands paused, and his heart was almost pierced by the arm of an evil spirit attacking from the side , narrowly escaped, but the arm was scratched by the sharp claws of the evil spirit with a deep bone wound, and blood spurted out.

"Eldest brother?" Qin Si recognized Ji Yuan at a glance, and approached him a few steps, "Why are you still here?"

The arrival of Qin Si and others relieved Ji Yuan a lot of pressure. He took a breath, stuffed a elixir into his mouth, and smiled wryly, "Little Junior Sister is gone. I think she may not have gone out, so I came back to look for her." Immediately One sword cut off the claws of the monster with sharp mouth and sharp claws, and before it grew again, another sword cut off its too huge head, "What the hell are these things?"

"They are the spirits of evil cultivators." Qin Si said briefly, "There is no one alive here except you, let's go out first."

The Qianmen passage is the shortest, but the only rope on the passage has been broken, and several people still entered the Xunmen.

"boom--"

The Palace of Rebirth collapsed behind them, and Qin Si paused almost imperceptibly.

Although there were evil spirits chasing after them, the few people went out much faster than when they came in.

The passage collapsed following the heels of several people, and Chi Yuan ran silently at the end, beheading the evil spirits that swooped over from behind from time to time, but none of them broke through the defense.But the speed of space cracking was too fast, and it was too strenuous to run at full speed with their Nascent Soul Stage cultivation base. Chi Yuan had not recovered from the internal injury he had suffered while recognizing the master artifact, and gradually fell behind by half a step.

It was this half step that made his feet emptied, and he was about to fall, when suddenly he felt a force pushing him forward.

In the huge gray space, a disciple of Qingling Xianzong knocked on the dense wall, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Cheng Yuer, "Senior sister, there is no door, we can't get out."

The other cultivators who followed obviously also discovered this problem. Hearing the sound of the passageway collapsing getting louder, the timid cultivator even cried aloud.

Cheng Yuer's complexion was heavy, but she was not flustered. She glanced at the doors and said, "Brother will be back soon, everyone, don't panic." Only she knew how guilty she was when she said this, but All the disciples calmed down because of this sentence.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining seven or eight disciples of Tianqingzong rushed out from the Kunmen. They were all in a state of embarrassment, especially Wang Qingyue, who had the lowest cultivation base, with a bloody wound extending from the corner of her forehead to her chin. The face of the number one beauty in the cultivation world was completely ruined.

The cultivators who saw her now took a deep breath and showed sympathy. The wound caused by this evil spirit cannot be healed with elixir. Disfigured.

Sensing sights from all directions, Wang Qingyue paused, lowered her eyebrows, took out a few bottles of pills and distributed them to the surviving fellow disciples, and then found a corner and sat down.Although appearance is important, it is not necessary. Compared with the fellow disciple who sacrificed for her, her face is only slightly injured.Thinking of that peerless young man, Wang Qingyue's eyes were gentle, but the price of being willful was too high, she should wake up.After a wry smile, his expression soon turned into relief.

Some of the cultivators who had nowhere to go out were like headless chickens, wandering around, and some seemed to accept their fate, sitting on the ground with pale faces, quietly waiting for death to come.

Cheng Yuer calmed down the emotions of the disciples with a few sentences, because the Qingling Xianzong is the most calm among the cultivators. She knows that if she calms down the disciples of other sects now, then if she goes out, the prestige of the Qingling Xianzong will be greatly reduced. She went up a level in Daoxiu, but she didn't do that, she just stared at those doors in a daze.

The disciples of Qingling Xianzong did the same thing as Cheng Yuer, their eyes seemed to see through the words on the door.

Ji Yuan rushed out first, then Qin Si, and finally Chi Yuan.

The evil spirits that followed several people crashed into the invisible door, screamed in pain, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Senior brother!" Cheng Yu'er's eyes lit up, she rushed forward a few steps, stood in front of Ji Yuan, and then saw the two people beside Ji Yuan, "Little brother, it's great that you are all right." Knowing Chi Yuan, she only nodded to Chi Yuan with a smile, and then asked, "Where is Junior Sister?"

Seeing Qin Si, Wang Qingyue's body froze, she raised her head and glanced at him, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes when she saw his white hair, but then she shrank her body into a corner.

Now is obviously not the time to exchange pleasantries. Ji Yuan briefly explained the current situation, smiled gently at Cheng Yuer, and then spoke to appease the panicked cultivators. According to the prestige of him and Qingling Xianzong, it only took a moment to become the group of cultivators. the backbone of the reader.

Nodding at Chao Jiyuan, Qin Si looked at the confined space with no source other than the eight gates, with a very serious expression.

According to past experience, it will take ten days for the door to open automatically, but now it will take at most a quarter of an hour, and this place of inheritance will be completely wiped out. If they are still inside by then, the end can be imagined.

Chi Yuan still stood silently beside Qin Si, pursing his lips, and he tightened his hands. Just now when Lin Feng was swallowed by the crack, he threw the Langchen pen to him, with a heavy expression on his face. This artifact has only recognized its owner for an hour, and it will be used again. Having lost its master, it was trembling and screaming.

Chi Yuan couldn't understand why Lin Feng did that. He only gave him a hand at first, but he didn't expect that the other party would pay him back with his life.

"You don't have to be sad," Ji Yuan patted Chi Yuan on the shoulder, "Second Junior Brother will be very happy to see that you are fine." Although Lin Feng is not well known in the sect, and his personality is inconspicuous, Ji Yuan always knew that it was A person with a very good heart.

Sighing lightly, Ji Yuan turned to Qin Si, "Little brother, is there a way?"

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Si, their eyes were burning, and now Qin Si was the last straw for them.

"Yes." Qin Si nodded lightly, and everyone's eyes lit up with hope, and they all listened with their ears open, but Qin Si didn't care about these gazes. While recalling Chi Yun's memory, he sacrificed the Ling Xiao Sword .

The sword intent circulated, and the slightly blue-colored true essence gushed out along the tip of the sword, leaving mysterious and complicated patterns on the light gray ground while everyone was dumbfounded.

Even the Yifu Sect, which is known as the third largest sect in the world of cultivation, specializes in the formation of magic talismans. This is the first time to see someone using a sword to form a formation. It only takes a moment from disapproval to stunned. Genius, this is definitely a genius!Shen Yun shouted in his heart, it would be too embarrassing for such a genius to be a sword repairman.Seeing the incomparably exquisite formation gradually taking shape following Qin Si's graceful movements, Shen Yun, as a genius of Yifu Sect's generation, was completely unable to see what kind of formation it was.

Wang Qingyue looked at the man who seemed to be glowing in the field, suppressed the obsession in her heart, and then looked at the injured disciples beside her.

The reason why Qin Si used the Ling Xiao Sword was not because he didn't have a paintbrush at hand, but because only a sharp quasi-immortal tool like the Ling Xiao Sword could carve marks on the ground here.

The feet had already started to shake, and the space was about to collapse. The cultivators who had just been immersed in Qin Si's movements began to panic again.

Qin Si remained motionless, continued to finish drawing the magic circle in his hand, swallowed the last elixir in his mouth to replenish the true essence, and when the true essence in his body was filled again, Qin Si threw 81 top-grade spirit stones towards the edge of the magic circle, At this time, no one was shocked that he had so many top-quality spirit stones that were rare in the cultivation world, they just wanted to survive.

There are still 87 cultivators surviving here, which is nearly four times less than the more than 300 people who came in. Fortunately, there are enough 81 cultivators who have cultivated Nascent Soul here.

"Everyone stand in the middle of the formation." Qin Si said unhurriedly, calming everyone's nervousness, "81 Nascent Soul cultivators, each with a spirit stone, will bring your true spirit stone to life." All the yuan is injected."

"Why?" Someone suddenly questioned, "We don't know what kind of formation you are, what if you want to harm us?"

At this moment, fine and dense cracks have begun to appear on the edge of the space they are in.