C117 (2/2)

Elder Shui? Looking at this old man with grey hair and a pale complexion, a trace of ridicule appeared on my face. However, before I could do anything, a black shadow charged towards Elder Shui.

It was the Demonic Cultivator!

When Elder Shui saw the demonic cultivator rushing towards him, he obviously recognized that he was a Demonic Cultivator. His expression changed drastically, and without thinking, he immediately took out a bronze mirror. The copper mirror wasn't aimed at the demonic cultivator, but at him.

The demonic cultivator struck out at Elder Shui, but Elder Shui did not seem to react. He let the palm strike on his own head, and after a while, Elder Shui turned into a mummified corpse like the one below.

That cultivator seemed to be very satisfied after sucking all of Elder Shui's spiritual power dry. He chuckled weirdly, but I was curious. What was Elder Shui's bronze mirror for? However, because it was all of a sudden, no one was able to catch up to the copper mirror. Thus, they were unable to obtain it.

The battle ended faster than I expected. Not long later, You Hong also ran back with a wounded body, but she didn't see the eleventh summit's Peak Master Zhu Yunzi. It seemed that he was either still fighting or had already died.

She looked like a beautiful woman in her twenties. It was just that she was not that old, but to be able to become the Peak Master, she must be at least a hundred and eighty years old.

Seeing another prey coming towards them, the demonic cultivator laughed heartily. However, his laughter was hoarse and extremely sinister, causing one to feel goosebumps all over their body.

When Youhong saw the demonic cultivator and the rest of us, she was stunned for a moment before she turned around and fled. However, due to her injuries, she was unable to escape the demonic cultivator's pursuit and was intercepted in an instant.

It was likely that she knew that he was a Demonic Cultivator, but Youhong had more backbone than Elder Shui. Each of her hands held a short knife, which was less than two feet long. However, there was one black and one white.

However, she knew how powerful that demonic cultivator was, so she continued to slash out her blade energy. Perhaps it was because she was worried about Qiu Xuan and my existence and needed to always be on guard, so she couldn't display her strength.

After half an incense stick of time, You Hong noticed that Qiu Xuan and I seemed to have no intention of joining in the battle. As a result, she focused on fighting with the demonic cultivators.

The slash from the black dagger gave off a cold aura. The demonic cultivator's palm print was frozen and disappeared without a trace, while the white dagger gave off a fiery aura. It was like the power of fire.

Even the black Qi around his body turned into weapons, making it hard to guard against, to the point where the black Qi formed a long spear, which the demonic cultivator used to parry the blow. However, the long spear instantly turned into black Qi, and swept towards the red light.

You Hong also reacted quickly. Even though she had managed to avoid most of the black air by somersaulting into the air, the black gas still managed to touch her right hand. With a sizzling sound, her right arm started to rot.

With a flash of the white blade in his left hand, his right arm was cut off as well!

Her face was pale, but she did not even make a sound. After swallowing a bunch of medicinal pellets, she opened her mouth and bit into the hilt of the black blade. From the looks of it, she was planning to use her mouth in place of her right hand.

What a strong woman!

Although I don't like the people from the Sky Sect, I have a bit of admiration for her.

The demonic cultivator did not expect Youhong to be so decisive. He let out two strange ”hehe” laughs, and with a ”peng” sound, he turned into a cloud of black gas, quickly spreading out and enveloping everything within a few dozen feet.

Youhong's expression changed greatly, but she didn't have time to escape before the black gas surrounded her. After a few breaths of time, the black gas gathered again and turned into a demonic cultivator. As for the crimson blades, all that was left was a pile of bones. They plummeted through the air, and the two short sabers lost their luster and shattered into pieces as they hit the ground.

From start to finish, she didn't utter a sound.

The sky gradually darkened and the sky was shrouded by night. However, Qiu Xuan did not move, nor did Qiu Hong, so I naturally did not make a move and just stood in front of the Third Peak. However, my consciousness was immersed in my Fate Soul, experiencing the changes of the five evil spirits after I had digested them.

Even Ling Xuanxuan, Qiu Xi and the rest who were on the third mountain did not make a sound, as if they had been hidden within the barrier for four hours.

A man flew over from the distance. His expression was calm, and his face was ashen. It was Du Ji. Behind him came a few people one after another. Elder Bai had a pale face, Guang Liang with a stern expression, You Menglan with an indifferent expression, and then there were a few remaining people from the White Jade Sect, Mountain God Sect, and Sword Sect.

Lan Yun's face was also very pale, but he was unharmed and didn't look at me directly. Behind him was Zou Zhi Zhi, his eyes rolling around as he looked at me with an ugly smile.

Qiu Xuan raised his head to look at the sky and whispered, ”It should be about the Hai hour …”

He then looked at the demonic cultivator and whispered, ”Qiu Hong, are you still not going to make your move?”