Bai Jing Qiu's cultivation was the highest, and she was incomparably intelligent. She was the absolute core of this young team.
Every disciple in this group had an uneasy look in their eyes. They were really afraid, afraid that they would see that scene.
He saw a few of his former fellow disciples who had long turned into black-eyed bloody zombies roaring at him!
To the twenty elite disciples, this was a form of mental torture.
Not only that, but it was also a kind of destruction to their sword path and Dao heart.
It was enough to show the sinister intentions of these demonic sects. It was not enough to kill people, but to kill their hearts.
Since a few days ago, Bai Jing Qiu had led the other nineteen Junior Brothers and Sisters to kill a large number of Black-Eyed Zombies.
Even if they met their fellow disciples, they were merely ghost slaves under the Corpse Controlling Secret Technique. Thus, Bai Jing Qiu and the other elite disciples drew their swords and slashed at them without holding back.
He killed and beheaded them endlessly, and they were both physically and mentally exhausted.
They were like a group of beasts locked in cages, playing a bloody game of trapped beasts under the control of the schemer.
Compared to two years ago, Bai Jing Qiu was much calmer and more composed.
After a year and a half of death trials, her cultivation had also increased from the initial mid-stage Mystic King realm to the high-stage Mystic King realm.
His aura had also become stronger, and the sword qi emitted from his body had also become sharper. His lethality had indeed increased by a lot.
Even so, her snow-white hand that was holding the sword was still trembling slightly.
Because these days, countless of her fellow disciples had died in her hands.
Bai Jing Qiu understood that this debt had to be settled with the Ghost King Sect and the other Devil Dao Sects, as well as the corpse controlling secret technique.
"Hold on, junior brothers and sisters! Master had sent a secret message that they would arrive in this area in a few days. At that time, we would be saved!”
Bai Jing Qiu had long since become the leader of this group of elite disciples, their spiritual pillar.
"But Senior Sister, we are almost exhausted. Those demonic cultivators seem to be doing this on purpose. They don't give us much time to recuperate, recover from our injuries, and replenish our Celestial Chi. Every once in a while, zombies, ghosts, and slaves will sneak up on us. They want to exhaust us to death.”
At this time, a simple-looking elite disciple said angrily.
"That's right, Senior Sister. I'm afraid that we won't be able to hold on for more than a few days. We're all injured and have no supplies. We're already exhausted from running all the way, but we haven't had much time to meditate and recover our Celestial Chi.”
After a while, a female disciple said weakly with a gloomy expression.
"Everyone, be careful. They're here again!”
All of a sudden, Bai Jingqiu's brows furrowed slightly. She could sense killing intent and immediately warned her junior brothers and sisters!
"Squeak!"
"Squeak!"
“......”
Pale white Soul Beckoning Flags shot out from the forest at lightning speed!
The sinister soul-summoning banners seemed to be carved with ancient incantations, emitting an extremely evil and powerful aura that was soul-stirring.
Vaguely, the group of young disciples could still hear the wails of countless undead within the Soul Beckoning Banner.
"Junior Brothers and Sisters, be careful. This is the Netherworld Soul Summoning Banner of the Soul Refining Sect. Not only is it powerful, but it can also intimidate souls.”
Bai Jingqiu, who had just entered the high-level Mystic King realm, reacted in an instant. At the same time, she quickly responded.
Under Bai Jingqiu's signal, the nineteen elite disciples formed groups of five and formed a powerful Azure Mystic Devil-Slaying Sword Formation to defend against the powerful enemy.
After a long while, Bai Jingqiu's expression turned cold. She shook the exquisite blue dagger in her hand and activated her cultivation technique. Sword light flashed as Sword Qi swept out.
The dark blue dagger buzzed continuously. The three-foot-long blade was filled with sword intent, and then it emitted a biting cold sword light!
"Slash!"
Bai Jingqiu and the other nineteen elite disciples who had formed a sword formation exerted their strength together, slashing several times at the strange Soul Beckoning Banner.
The two forces collided with a loud bang. In an instant, the entire area shook.
"Boom!"
The impact of the collision was still there. Sand and stones flew in the area of 100 feet, and it was a mess.
After the Underworld Soul Beckoning Streamer exploded, several ghostly figures of the dead suddenly shot out like lightning towards Bai Jing Qiu and the other elite disciples.
The exhausted elite disciples of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion turned pale and felt powerless.
If one was touched by the ghost, one would be controlled and become a ghost.
Bai Jing Qiu gritted her teeth and forcefully gathered her Qi. An incomparably sharp Sword Qi swept out, shattering the ghostly shadows of the dead.
The group of disciples once again managed to escape unscathed. However, they did not notice that Bai Jing Qiu's beautiful face had turned even paler. This was a sign of her Profound Qi being overdrawn.
At this moment, the group of elite disciples sensed that a few powerful evil auras had quietly approached.
"Hehehe, this group of kids formed the Azure Mystic Devil-Slaying Sword Formation at the last minute, but the pretty little girl leading them is even better. She has such a cultivation at such a young age, even this old man is tempted!”
Under the despairing gazes of Bai Jing Qiu and the other elite disciples, a black figure slowly stepped forward. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, their voices sounded like that of an old man.
The old man was surrounded by black gas, and there were even hundreds of dead souls lingering around him. It was very strange.
Behind the old man, there were a few figures with extraordinary cultivation bases that rushed out of the forest.
The same ghostly qi was dense, the same evil qi was awe-inspiring, and their cultivation was extraordinary. One look and one could tell that they were demonic path experts.
Bai Jing Qiu knew that from the looks of these people, they didn't look like the Snake Immortal Sect's experts.
Therefore, they were either experts of the Ghost King Sect or experts of the Soul Refining Sect.
The group of elite disciples of Qingxuan Sword Garret were shocked. They forced themselves to focus and silently circulated their cultivation techniques. Every four or five disciples formed a formation and formed the Qing Xuan Demon-slaying Formation.
In an instant, the array light was dazzling, and sword qi surged. Its aura was extraordinary.
As soon as Bai Jingqiu gave the order, the nineteen elite disciples of the Azure Mystic Sword Garret would fight with all their might.
The demonic experts nodded their heads and sighed at the extraordinary sword techniques and formations of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion!
At some point in time, the leading demonic old man stood in the air and looked down at everyone.
The huge red pen in his hand seemed to be soaked in blood, emitting a strange light that was quite terrifying.
Below the old man were a few demonic experts. All of them had extraordinary cultivation and powerful auras.
To Bai Jingqiu's despair, there were actually two demonic experts among them. They were high-level Mystic Kings who were not weaker than her. The rest were also low-level and mid-level Mystic Kings.
Those demonic path experts were filled with killing intent. Their pitch-black eyes flashed with a dim light. They were like wild beasts that had encountered fat prey, drooling.
Even though Bai Jingqiu was currently in the high-level Mystic King realm, she had only broken through recently and her foundation was not stable enough. Thus, she might not be able to display the standard of a cultivator of this realm!
One had to know that her mystic qi was already severely depleted at this moment. She was exhausted and her combat strength had been greatly reduced.
Other than the unfathomable old man in the sky, there were also two high-level Mystic King realm demonic experts, as well as a few low-level and mid-level Mystic King realm experts.
"Do I really have to die here?”
A complicated look flashed across Bai Jingqiu's beautiful eyes. She felt a little helpless.
At this moment, many people appeared in her mind.
Su Ming's senior brother from Fallen Demon Mountain, his Master Ximen Xuan, Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang, and his fellow disciples.
The situation was critical, and the war was imminent. She did not have time to think about it carefully. This was the cruel reality.
Bai Jing Qiu's expression was cold as she stared at the powerful old man in the sky who was holding a huge blood-red brush. She said thoughtfully,""You are the third elder of the Ghost King Sect, the Blood Brush Judge! The two high-level Mystic Kings below you are from the Soul Refining Sect, right?”
As soon as she finished speaking, the 19 elite disciples of Qingxuan Sword Garret beside her trembled. Their young faces were filled with surprise and shock.
The Blood Brush Judge was an expert who had been famous in the demonic sects for a long time.
Fifty years ago, he was already a beginner Mystic Royal Realm expert. Now, he had already stabilized his cultivation at the intermediate Mystic Royal Realm for several years. His cultivation was unfathomable.
It was rumored that the Judge of Blood Brush had once slaughtered a small sect by himself and refined 900 disciples, including the sect master and his wife, into ghost slaves. It was extremely heinous and was not tolerated by the righteous path.
"Hehehe, this little girl is not only beautiful, but she also has a good outlook!”
"Your guess is correct. This old man is the Ghost King Sect's Third Elder, the Blood Brush Judge. And the few below me are indeed the junior brothers of the Soul Refining Sect as you said!”
It was unknown whether the Blood Brush Judge was in a good mood or because he saw that Bai Jing Qiu was extremely beautiful, but his tone and attitude were actually very friendly, without a trace of ruthlessness.
"Little girl, why don't you follow me? The rise of our demonic sect is imminent. Why do you have to sacrifice your life in vain?”
The Blood Brush Judge was all smiles. Even though he had deliberately restrained his bloody aura, he was still evil and disgusting.
"Humph! Boasting shamelessly. The Sword Pavilion Master of Qing Xuan and the other peak masters will arrive here in a few days. At that time, it will be the end of you evil devils!”
Bai Jing Qiu was filled with righteousness as she shouted in a delicate voice.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's a pity! You little girl, you're extremely talented. You've already reached the mid-stage Mystic King realm at such a young age! Your future is limitless, let me guess! uh... That woman Ji Yunshang is very likely to use you as the next sect master to nurture. It seems that I've caught a big fish!”
The Blood Brush Judge said excitedly.
"Senior Brother Blood Pen, why are you wasting time with her? We'll kill the next Pavilion Master of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion and break the foundation of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion. That'll definitely be a great merit! Sect Master will reward us well. Perhaps he will give us this woman's fresh corpse to enjoy, hehehe."
At this moment, a high-level Mystic King beneath the Judge of the Blood Brush laughed sinisterly. He was a deacon of the Soul Refining Sect, Hun Qing.
"Junior Brother Hun Qing's words are reasonable. However, there are nineteen extremely talented disciples of the Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion behind this beautiful girl. Their nineteen corpses belong to me.”
As the sound of his voice faded, the Blood Brush Judge pointed at the nineteen elite disciples of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion behind Bai Jingqiu!
What was a corpse?
Corpses could be used to refine ghost slaves and Yin souls!
In particular, the corpses of martial artists with extraordinary aptitudes and bones were even more precious treasures that the devil path sects scrambled for.
In the words of a demonic ancestor a thousand years ago," Although our demonic path has few talents, we can forge millions of weapons!
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