Chapter 489: Black clouds press down on the top, mountains, rivers and rivers break through the Yin thunder

"Mom, you want to avenge your child!" Young Master Xiang Yan's Nascent Soul, who lacked an arm, shouted at Xianyang's *** voice with resentment.

Mrs. Xianyang, who was still elegant just now, had long since disappeared from the calmness she had just now. Looking at her son who was in a very miserable state, a sword energy rushed straight from her body. A sword pillar that was three feet thick and radius rushed straight from her head to the wasteland!

"Yan'er, which Tianshao hurts you? Tell my mother quickly, I'm going to peel him off and tear him apart!"

In a rage, Mrs. Xianyang shouted angrily, reached out and grabbed Master Xiangyan's Nascent Soul in her hand. As her lips were spitting out like jade, a white glow as white as jade fell on Master Xiangyan's Nascent Soul.

The moment she was shrouded by this light, Young Master Xiangyan's Nascent Soul screamed again, but after this scream, Young Master Xiangyan's Nascent Soul that lacked an arm slowly grew out of it, as if the arm just now existed!

Yi Lan, who suddenly stood up from her seat, also had a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. Although before she came to Feixia Sword Sect, she had heard that Chen Long Taoist and his wife of Feixuan Sword Sect had great magic power and were a few characters in the right path. At that time, she was only half-believing and half-doubting about this kind of hearing. Now, she saw with her own eyes that Mrs. Xianyang was exhaled like orchid, and she actually gave birth to the magical art of the Nascent Soul, and couldn't help but look at Mrs. Xianyang with admiration!

Young Master Xiang Yan, who had recovered his Nascent Soul, slowly calmed down. However, the resentment on his little Nascent Soul had increased a little more.

"Yan'er, what's going on? Tell me quickly, who is so bold that he dared to hurt my Yan'er?"

At this time, Mrs. Xianyang looked at her severely injured son and felt a tightly held in her heart. The palpitations that penetrated her bone marrow came, making Mrs. Xianyang look a little crazy. She looked like a female wolf protecting her cubs. Her sharp teeth were sore, and her claws seemed ready to take action at any time to tear the hateful prey to pieces!

"Mom, I almost couldn't see you. If I hadn't had my father's body-protecting talisman, I would have died at the hands of the demons of the Blood Transformation Sect!" Although Young Master Xiangyan was also a master of Nascent Soul, when he saw his mother, he felt as if he was due to his nature. In the hands of Mrs. Xianyang, he cried sadly like a child who was wronged.

Mrs. Xianyang's face, which was originally full of murderous intent, became even more gloomy at this time. A white sword thread popped out of her hand and bounced hard onto Mr. Xiangyan's Nascent Soul.

"Incompetent thing! What did you say? You were actually injured by the demon of the Blood Transformation Sect? You are still a Nascent Soul cultivator, you really live to the pig." As Mrs. Xianyang spoke, several sword threads popped up again in her hand.

The young master Xiangyan did not expect that after being wronged, his mother not only did not comfort him, but also wanted to hit him. Although his mother's skillful technique could only be regarded as a lesson for him and did not hurt him at all, this made him feel heart-wrenching pain.

"Mom, where did you think of it? How could the child be defeated by the garbage in the blood-Crafting Sect? The child was injured in the hands of the new sect leader of the Blood-Crafting Sect. He was a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Moreover, he killed four Nascent Soul Cultivators including the Hunzi aged one an hour ago." The aggrieved Young Master Xiang Yan seemed to realize where his mother was thinking, and he defended him even more aggrievedly.

The furious Mrs. Xianyang calmed down instantly. Although she was also at the peak of the Nascent Soul, she had never done anything to kill four Nascent Soul masters at once.

In the hall of Feixia Sword Sect, eyes suddenly appeared. Obviously, these disciples who served were also shocked by the killing of four Nascent Soul masters. The cultivators who could kill four Nascent Soul masters were at least at the peak of Nascent Soul.

"What did you say? A Nascent Soul cultivator killed four Nascent Soul masters? How could this be possible? Even if I were to kill one Nascent Soul master at most. How could he kill four Nascent Soul masters at once?" Mrs. Xianyang's voice became even louder. Obviously, she didn't believe that there was such a powerful Nascent Soul-level master.

"Mother, what I said is true. Today, the four scattered cultivators, including the Soul-Slaying Zi, attacked the Blood-Crafting Sect and wanted to destroy the Taoist priesthood of the Blood-Crafting Sect, but unexpectedly, there were even demons of the Nascent Soul-level level in the Blood-Crafting Sect!"

"The devil was so powerful. He killed Li Tong Zhenjun as soon as he made a move, and even sacrificed something called Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner, trapping Zhan Hunzi and others to death. The child just said something and asked him to commit less murder. He took action without saying a word. That was just to kill the child in the Red Blood Mountain!" Mr. Xiangyan was half true and half false, and he said it perfectly. Obviously, it was not the first time he had been to such a thing.

Mrs. Xianyang pondered for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "What an arrogant thing! How dare you treat my son like this. If I, Xianyang, don't give you some color, where should I put my husband and wife's face?"

While speaking, Mrs. Xianyang shook her hands and pulled Master Xiangyan's Nascent Soul and said, "Yan'er, go to the cave first, and wait until your mother recovers your body before making a fool of yourself."

While speaking, Mrs. Xianyang's sleeves flashed, and her whole person turned into a silver sword energy and sank into the mountains.

Yi Lan also fell into deep thoughts when Mrs. Xianyang disappeared. The Blood-Crafting Sect had an additional sect leader at the Nascent Soul level. This was a shocking news for the Taihao Sect, who was in charge of the righteous path. If she was the first to pass it over, she would definitely praise her.

Yi Lan, who had a smile on her lips, didn't know what she thought of, couldn't help but whisper to herself: "The Blood-Crafting Sect is the Blood-Crafting Sect again..."

Ten days have passed, and the Thousand Miles of Chixue Mountain is surprisingly calm. A battle that took place in Chixue Mountain ten days ago did not seem to cause any turmoil. The two paths of good and evil in the vast land of China are in a rare tranquility.

However, such calmness made the four elders of the Taihao Sect feel nervous and restless. According to their logic, abnormal things in the world are monsters. The abnormal silence of these sects seems to be nurturing a storm against the Blood-Crafting Sect.

The surviving disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect practiced hard every day under the supervision of Elder Chuan Gong. Although it only took ten days, with Yi Chu's elixir supply, some talented disciples have made obvious progress.

Because of the memory of Taoist Feixuan, Yi Chu, the leader of the Blood Transformation Sect, was leisurely and contented. In addition to dealing with some things occasionally, he spent most of his time practicing on the formation of the Blood Transformation God Palace. Unfortunately, although his cultivation level was still growing, the trace of killing sword intention had disappeared without a trace.

Yi Chu, who knew that he could not force it, could only sigh twice in his heart, but his habit of practicing in the Blood Transformation Divine Palace did not change much. As the blood swallow promoted by Yi Chu, he also followed him like a shadow outside the Blood Transformation Divine Palace every day, and accompanied him all day long.

Xue Yanzi used to be Yi Chu's subordinates. Now that Yi Chu has returned, his status is naturally rising. Not to mention some brothers from the Blood Generation, even some uncles from the Hua Generation, they are all fine and look for him to get close to him openly and secretly.

The Blood Swallow, whose status suddenly rose, was naturally aware of everyone's compliments. Therefore, he became more and more dedicated to Yi Chu's service and almost became Yi Chu's most caring butler.

"Swoosh", a jade talisman suddenly flew through the void. The jade talisman was like a blood-colored rainbow, instantly sank into Yi Chu's palm.

The blood-colored jade talisman is the most urgent jade talisman of the Blood Transformation Sect. What happened to it? It actually used this jade talisman?

The blood swallow with a change of expression suddenly became a bit solemn on her face.

"Hmph, I thought the Feixia Sword Sect was the one who jumped out first, but I didn't expect that they would be the one who came first!" Yi Chu sneered, and the jade talisman in his hand was instantly crushed by him.

Just as Yi Chu crushed the jade talisman, a thick black smoke rushed from a distance. In an instant, it flew to the Blood Transformation Peak. As the Blood Transformation Peak approached, the black smoke actually swelled more than three times in an instant, just like a huge quilt covering the Blood Transformation Peak.

Heiyun actually wanted to cover the Blood-Crafting Peak in an instant. This behavior is a great disrespect to the Blood-Crafting Sect. If you place it in a powerful sect, doing so will be an obvious provocation to this sect, and it is very likely that a huge sect war will be triggered.

Yi Chu looked at the strange black cloud and snorted coldly. The magic trick in his hand moved, and the endless blood cloud instantly rose from the top of his head and rushed towards the rolling black cloud.

The two clouds collided, and the rolling black clouds instantly dissipated. And at the moment when the black clouds dissipated, someone in the black clouds said coldly: "You dare to provoke my Heavenly Demon Palace, you are really looking for death!" In the cold voice, countless thunders instantly turned into black raindrops and covered Yi Chu hard.

With so many Yin thunders, ordinary Nascent Soul masters are simply unable to resist. These people above the black clouds can be regarded as killing Yi Chu with just one move.

"I dare to show my ugly tricks here!" Yi Chu sneered, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the endless mountains, rivers and rivers appeared on his body in an instant. The Yin Lei Beads that hit the face were included in the endless mountains, rivers and rivers in an instant.

"Everyone comes from afar, just kowtow here. Why don't you give gifts before you even get to the place? It's free, please take it back!" As he teased, Yi Chu retracted the endless mountains, rivers, and thunders turned in an instant, and rushed towards the black clouds!
Chapter completed!