Chapter 30 Red Lotus, Hidden Vein

"He's going to kill me?"

Although Elder Pingxin only took action a few times, Xiao Yu, who had been secretly paying attention to him, remembered his power.

Thinking of the incident of the Pingxin elder's sneak attack on Yunhezi, Xiao Yu subconsciously went down.

As soon as Xiao Yu's figure disappeared, the Pingxin elder felt that a murderous intention had locked him.

Seeing Xuanshuang looking at himself with a cold face, the elder Pingxin couldn't help moving half a step towards the elder.

Elder Pingxin knows very well that Xuanshuang, who is also a practicing in the realm of Taoist elixir cultivation, insists on killing him, and he has only one way to die.

He glanced around, and the elder Pingxin smiled bitterly at Xuanshuang and said, "The high priest, even if the poor monk has the intention to kill him, he will definitely not choose to do it at this time. The poor monk just wanted to restrain him and let him cooperate with the high priest's behavior.

Xuanshuang also knew that Elder Pingxin would not be stupid to take action against Xiao Yu at this time, but when she thought of Elder Pingxin's attack on the people she brought to her without authorization, the murderous intention in her heart became stronger and stronger.

The one-eye elder glanced around, and his face was also a little ugly.

Now not only Xiao Yu is missing, but many practitioners are also a little more vigilant when they look at them. Obviously, these practitioners think that Xiao Yu's action of the Presbyterian Association was decided by them.

Although the one-eye elder is very dissatisfied with the Pingxin elder, he can't help the Pingxin elder.

Whether it is to consider the common interests of Buddha cultivation, or considering that the elders of Pingxin know the most about Huangquan hell, the only elders must help the elders of Pingxin.

"Amitabha!"

After saying the Buddha's name, the one-eye elder asked Xuanshuang, "Does the high priest know what kind of escape skill Xiao Shizhu just performed?"

Xuanshuang shook his head and turned his eyes to Bailian.

Bai Lian glanced at Elder Pingxin and said in a low voice to Xuanshuang, "We don't know what kind of escape General Xiao is!"

Except for the old monk and Lin Beiwen who taught Xiao Yu's swordsmanship at the beginning, no one knew that Xiao Yu's phantom costume was cultivated by the ghost king's clothes, and no one would think that Xiao Yu's escape skill relied on the phantom suit on his body.

Xiao Yu relied on the phantom costume to escape, and felt that his body was empty, as if he had fallen down. As soon as he wanted to stabilize his body, his feet stepped on the ground.

"What is this place?"

There seems to be no boundary around, and Xiao Yu's head seems to be extremely high.

Although the resentment of this place is extremely thin, Xiao Yu does not think it is a safe place.

Xiao Yu looked up and hesitated for a long time, but did not dare to jump up.

In Xiao Yu's heart, the Elder Pingxin is a madman. He can't be inferred from common sense. He is worried that if he jumps back to the original place, he will immediately die in the hands of the Elder Pingxin.

"If you don't go back to the top, I'm afraid I'm alone here."

Although Xiao Yu had such an idea in his heart, he still did not dare to jump up.

Just when Xiao Yu was in a dilemma, nine miserable white flames suddenly appeared around him.

"The Ghost Fire!"

Thinking of what Xuanshuang said before, the ancestor of the blood moon died under the ghost fire. Xiao Yu couldn't think much and jumped up with all her strength.

Jumping up, Xiao Yu found that he could not go back to his previous place at all.

When Xiao Yu came down, he did touch the ground quickly, but he jumped up more than 20 feet but did not touch the top of this place.

Before falling to the ground, Xiao Yu reversed Zhenyuan and forcibly raised her body by more than two feet. She turned over and jumped into the distance.

As soon as Xiao Yu fell to the ground, he found that the nine ghosts flew to his side.

Before she could think about it, Xiao Yu used her body to fly away in the distance.

With the help of phantom clothes, Xiao Yu's speed is no worse than that of ordinary practitioners who ask about the cultivation of elixir, but he can't get rid of the nine ghost fires.

After flying for less than a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yu had to stop, because there were eighteen ghost fires in front of him.

The corners of Xiao Yu's eyes twitched a few times and lit down the twenty-seven ghosts around him with a red lotus sword.

Even if she is very afraid of the ghost fire, Xiao Yu will not give up resisting.

If you die under the ghost fire without resistance, Xiao Yu will not be willing to die.

Tolerating the injury left by Zhenyuan just now, Xiao Yu urged Zhenyuan to the extreme and pointed out 27 sword awns at a very fast speed.

At the critical moment of life and death, Xiao Yu not only suddenly understood the "Explosive Arrow" that Xia Yu passed to him at the beginning, but also used the mystery of "Explosive Arrow" with swordsmanship.

Twenty-seven small golden and red sword lights came into contact with twenty-seven ghost fires, all of them exploded.

Pup!

With a soft sound, twenty-seven ghost fires were blown up by the twenty-seven small swords.

Seeing that her sword spirit destroyed the ghost fire, Xiao Yu was overjoyed, but soon, the ecstasy on Xiao Yu's face froze on her face.

After the twenty-seven ghost fires exploded, they not only appeared again soon, but also seemed to have not changed at all.

The ghost fire can kill the ancestor of the blood moon, but in fact, Xiao Yu's sword spirit can be easily destroyed?

Before she had time to think about it, Xiao Yu once again displayed the mystery of "Explosion Arrow" and destroyed the 27 ghost fires with sword spirit.

As just now, after the twenty-seven ghost fires were blown up by Xiao Yu's sword gas, they quickly returned to their original state.

Xiao Yu knew from the bottom of his heart that although the Netherworld Fire did not seem to change on the surface, it must be consumed in the process of being destroyed by the sword gas. However, he did not know whether his Zhenyuan was consumed first, or whether the 27 Netherworld Fire disappeared first.

While procrastinating the time with sword spirit, Xiao Yu began to think of a way to deal with the ghost fire.

The ghost fire is terrible, but Xiao Yu will not give up until the end.

The ghost fire, like the ordinary ghost fire, is also a negative flame condensed by resentment and yin qi. It is only more powerful than ordinary ghost fire.

In fact, the miserable white flame prouded by the blood of Lin Beiwen's sword can also be regarded as the ghost fire, but the ghost fire prouded by the blood is far worse than the ghost fire condensed by resentment and yin qi.

In the ghost fire, you can burn the nine underworld iron used by Lin Beiwen to refine the sword into nothingness in a moment.

"Although Chunyang Zhenyuan is a little restrained from resentment, this kind of production is not as good as the light of merit. If the light of merit can be transformed into sword qi, it is likely to really destroy the ghost fire. However, how should the light of merit into sword qi?"

When Xiao Yu didn't expect how to burn the ghost into nothingness, a white and young-faced monk appeared not far away.

Xiao Yu has never seen a monk with similar cultivation as him before, which means that this monk is likely to be a person in Yinshan.

"Who are you?"

"You can call me the third son of Yin!"

Xiao Yu had a trace of fluke before, and now, the trace of fluke in the bottom of her heart has completely disappeared.

At the beginning, Xiao Yu was worried that if he used the ecstasy of Mr. Yin Jiu for too long, it would cause too much damage to Mr. Yin Jiu's yuan god. Therefore, he only asked about the general situation of Yin Mountain at the beginning. He could say that he knew nothing about the third son Yin in front of him.

"The third son of Yin? Your master's enemies are those from Jinguang Temple and Maoshan. Shouldn't you be dealing with those people now?

"Master, he has great magical power, and it's easy to deal with those people."

"Real?"

"Isn't it? I'm afraid you don't have a chance to know."

As soon as he finished saying this, Mr. Yin Sanzi typed seven miserable white runes at Xiao Yu's position.

When Xiao Yu tested the third son of Yin, the third son of Yin was secretly running the secret method.

Xiao Yu didn't know what the secret method was used by the third son of Yin, but she did not dare to let the seven runes hit her body.

At the moment when the seven miserable white runes were about to hit Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu flashed to the side of the third son of Yin with a change of shape, and nodded to the throat of the third son of Yin with a red lotus sword.

Seeing that Xiao Yu's sword light was about to pierce the throat of the third son of Yin, the third son suddenly disappeared.

"You are pleasing to Xuanshuang. Didn't Xuanshuang tell you something secret? In Huangquan hell, you can't hurt me at all.

"Real?"

He replied with a sneer. Xiao Yu Ning felt the breath around her, but did not feel the breath of the third son of Yin.

Xiao Yu did not feel the breath of the third son, but felt the twenty-seven evil breaths full of resentment.

Seeing the 27 miserable white skeletons that suddenly appeared not far away, Xiao Yu only felt that a sense of coldness spread all over her body from the vest, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.

Xiao Yu has seen zombies, fought wolves, cut dragons, and turned into horrible ghosts, but she has never seen a skeleton that can be moved.

After a short shock, Xiao Yu subconsciously greeted him with a red lotus sword when the 27 miserable white skeletons attacked him.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yu made two moves with the twenty-seven skeletons.

After two moves, most of the fear in Xiao Yu's heart disappeared.

These weird things look scary, but their strength is not strong.

"The seven runes just played by Mr. Yin San should be used to summon these skeletons. In this way, these strange dangers should still be above the twenty-seven ghost fires, but why are these skeletons so weak? Are there any hidden means for these skeletons?

When Xiao Yu didn't expect any hidden means of these skeletons, he suddenly felt a strong pressure on him.

The pressure that appeared on him was not stronger than the pressure put on him by the elder, but this pressure made his figure fixed.

"Is this the hidden means of these skeletons?"

In Xiao Yu's frightened eyes, twenty-seven ghost fires flew out of the skulls of the twenty-seven skeletons, directly through the phantom clothes completely condensed by the power of Taiyin, and penetrated into Xiao Yu's body.

At this time, the third son Yin, who had just disappeared, appeared in front of Xiao Yu again.

Looking at Xiao Yu with a frightened face, the third son of Yin sneered and made a bloody palm print on Xiao Yu.