Chapter 89 Too Unusual
Mu Qianheng swallowed his saliva, bowed slightly, clasped his fists, and said, "Senior, Patriarch Cang Lu has long since passed away, and the Quanzhen Sect is now in the hands of this junior."
Xue Xian was stunned: "Dead? Then where is Yue Qiyuan?"
Yue Tianxiao also clasped his fists and said, "Same."
"Are they all dead? Then who should I turn to for revenge? Since you are the disciples of those two old men, you are the ones who will repay their debt!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Immortal raised his hand into a claw, and a strong blood-colored evil spirit condensed in his palm. The evil spirit condensed into a flying sword in the next second. He just waved his hand, and the flying sword rushed towards Mu Qianheng and others at a high speed!
The flying sword was unstoppable, breaking through the air. Before the sword arrived, the fierce murderous aura had already swept through the entire hall like a gale.
Seeing that Mu Qianheng and his companions were about to die under the flying sword in the next second, Lu Qingya suddenly shouted loudly: "Senior, wait a minute!!"
The voice was particularly harsh when it sounded in the hall, and because the hall was so spacious, it produced an echo.
However, the only advantage of this was that the flying sword stopped just when it was a little distance away from Mu Qianheng's vital point.
The Blood Immortal controlled the flying sword to a stop, a playful sneer on his lips. He looked at Lu Qingya and asked, "Do you have any last words?"
After hearing this, Lu Qingya mustered up the courage to open his eyes. He had just shouted in desperation, just wondering if the Blood Immortal would stop.
Now, the opportunity has come.
He stepped forward, bowed slightly, and clasped his fists, saying, "Senior, the encirclement and suppression of you back then was a grudge from the previous generation, and has nothing to do with us juniors. Moreover, your resurrection was entirely due to the nine of us sacrificing our essence and blood for 49 days. Do you want to be called ungrateful by the world?"
Hearing this, Xuexian tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, as if analyzing the truthfulness of Lu Qingya's words.
Then he looked at Tan Tai Yin and asked, "Is what he said right?"
“…Yes…”
After receiving the answer, the Blood Immortal withdrew his flying sword without hesitation, and said in a lazy and conceited tone: "Well, I always repay a favor. In this case, do you have any wishes?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Qianheng and the others all looked at Tan Tai Yin, their gazes as if they wanted to cut him into pieces.
The Blood Immortal watched this scene and realized that these nine people did not sacrifice their blood and essence voluntarily: Haha, interesting.
He looked at Mu Qianheng and the others with great interest, and then heard Lu Qingya continue, "Senior, we don't ask for anything. We just hope that Master Tan Tai can give us the antidote to the Hua Gong Powder."
"Power-Dissolving Powder? I never thought that a hundred years later, the Demon Cult would resort to such despicable tactics..." He stared at Tan Tai Yin, sighed, and said, "Never mind. Since I've already promised you, I won't go back on my word. You, give them the antidote."
Tan Tai Yin didn't reply, but Hei Jiang, standing beside him, couldn't help but say, "Master Xuexian, we can't give them the antidote. Once they recover their power, they will definitely attack us in droves..."
"Old bastard! Are you going to go back on your word?" Lu Qingya pointed at Heijiang and glared at him.
"So what? You are prisoners now and have no right to negotiate with us..." Heijiang no longer concealed and revealed his other side.
"you……!"
“That’s enough!”
Seeing the two sides arguing, Xuexian felt a headache: "I don't want to say it again, give them the antidote."
Seeing that the Blood Immortal was already angry, Heijiang naturally did not dare to disobey orders anymore. In the face of absolute strength, relative submission was the wisest choice.
"yes……"
The next second, Heijiang took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Mu Qianheng and others.
Mu Qianheng grabbed it quickly, opened the bottle and took out a black pill. After looking at it carefully, he nodded to Yue Tianxiao and the others.
Then he distributed the antidote to several people one by one. After they swallowed it, the nine people immediately felt their strength returned.
Mu Qianheng bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Thank you, Senior, for the medicine..."
The Blood Immortal sat up straight, a playful sneer on his face, and said in a playful tone: "Well, now that the favor has been repaid, it's time to settle the score for the encirclement and suppression of me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, nine flying swords suddenly condensed and flew around the Blood Immortal, ready to strike.
Mu Qianheng secretly thought that this was not good. He quickly made hand gestures with his fingers and shouted to the others at the same time: "Everyone, use all your strength to break the formation, otherwise today will not end peacefully!"
"good!"
Yue Tianxiao and Lu Qingya took the lead and began to attack the formation on the door, followed by the others.
At this time, Mu Qianheng also used his true energy to condense into a protective barrier.
Seeing this scene, the Blood Immortal sneered and said, "An ant trying to shake a tree! Go!"
The next second, a flying sword flew out quickly and hit the barrier with a bang.
The moment the flying sword collided with the barrier, it turned into starlight and dissipated, while the barrier remained intact.
"Ha! That's interesting! Come again!"
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”
Three flying swords attacked the barrier in succession, but only caused a slight crack to appear in the barrier.
This protective barrier was formed by Mu Qianheng using his true energy. Every time he was attacked, his body would feel the impact of a powerful force.
After several attacks, he felt exhausted, and even his internal organs felt as if they were being stirred.
"Not ready yet?" Mu Qianheng took the time to ask.
"Master Mu, just hold on a little longer, it will be fine soon." Lu Qingya said.
Compared to the anxiety of Mu Qianheng and others, Xuexian seemed calm and composed, with a sneer on his lips and his fingertips casually fiddling with the evil spirit, as leisurely as a cat playing with a mouse.
On the contrary, Mu Qianheng was in a critical situation. Due to the continuous output of true energy, veins on his forehead bulged, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and the true energy protecting his body was shaking violently. Every time the flying sword hit him, he groaned and his body shook.
"That's quite interesting. I never thought that even after I've been asleep for a hundred years, there are still people who are so fearless of death. I want to see how long you can hold on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless flying swords condensed around the Blood Immortal again, and this time he did not hold back.
"go!"
In an instant, countless flying swords attacked at the same time. Mu Qianheng's pupils suddenly contracted and he increased his true energy output, but his strength was still far behind that of the Blood Immortal.
Countless flying swords attacked at the same time, and the protective barrier shattered. Mu Qianheng was also pierced through the abdomen by the flying swords, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Lu Qingya and his men successfully broke the formation on the door. Yue Tianxiao carried the seriously injured Mu Qianheng and said to them, "Let's go!"
After saying that, he tapped his toes lightly and leaped away carrying Mu Qianheng, and the others followed suit.
In an instant, the hall fell silent.
The Blood Immortal stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes slightly and staring at the direction where Mu Qianheng and the other nine people fled, the smile on his lips becoming deeper.
Tan Tai Yin and Hei Jiang exchanged a glance, and Tan Tai Yin asked, "Why don't you chase after him?"
The Blood Immortal turned and walked towards the throne. After sitting down, he said, "These mere ants dare to dream of killing the gods. Letting them go won't cause any trouble. I will take care of myself and then settle the score."
It’s not that he doesn’t want to keep Mu Qianheng and the other nine, but his skills have not fully recovered yet.
Moreover, he also realized that the strength of Mu Qianheng and the other nine was not weak. If he relied on one-tenth of his current strength to keep them, it would take some effort.
Therefore, the most urgent thing is that he has to recover his strength quickly.
Although Xuexian didn't say it explicitly, but knowing who Dantai Yin was, he quickly guessed the reason why Xuexian didn't pursue her.
I guess he just resurrected and his strength hasn't recovered yet, so he didn't chase me.
If so, if he joins forces with Heijiang now, can he control him?
The subtle change in expression on Tan Tai Yin's face did not escape the eyes of the Blood Immortal. His eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of ridicule flashed across the depths of his dark golden pupils.
"Haha...some people really won't cry until they see the coffin."
He let out a low laugh from his throat, and the blood mist at his fingertips quietly surged into thin threads, attacking Dan Tai Yin like a spider web.
Tan Tai Yin's pupils trembled, and she was so frightened that her whole body trembled and she even forgot to dodge.
However, the blood mist spider web passed by him and attacked Heijiang directly, wrapping Heijiang in an instant.
The other end of the blood mist spider web was connected to the Blood Immortal's hand. With just a slight pull, Heijiang was brought uncontrollably in front of the Blood Immortal.
Heijiang tried to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter the spider web became.
"Master Xuexian, what do you mean?"
The Blood Immortal licked his lips, revealing a greedy look as he said, "My strength has not yet recovered, and I need the nourishment of my natal soul thread. I see that your soul thread is quite good, are you willing to sacrifice your natal soul to me?"
As soon as these words came out, Hei Jiang's face turned pale and he shouted loudly: "Master Xuexian, please spare my life. My soul is not tasty. If you want my soul, I am willing to capture it for you. I only beg you to let me go."
Hearing this, the Blood Immortal pretended to think for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But what can I do? I value your natal soul..."
“No, no!” Hei Jiang struggled violently, turning his head with great effort to look at Tan Tai Yin, begging, “Master, save me, save me…”
At this time, Tan Tai Yin was so frightened that he dared not move. He had only had such a thought, but was seen through by the Blood Immortal. If he acted rashly again, he would probably end up like Hei Jiang.
He is killing the chicken to scare the monkey!
"Master, save me...!"
Before Heijiang could finish his words, his face instantly turned grayish-white, and his life soul was completely sucked away by the Blood Immortal, leaving him a soulless corpse.
Throwing Heijiang's body on the ground like trash, the Blood Immortal licked his lips and said, "Not enough, far from enough. I need more of my own soul!"
After saying that, he suddenly turned his head to look at Tan Tai Yin. This look frightened Tan Tai Yin so much that his legs went weak and he knelt down unconsciously.
"I give you two days to capture a hundred people like him. If you don't do it, I will eat your soul!"
"…yes…"
The Blood Immortal strode away, and only when his breath completely disappeared from the hall did Tan Tai Yin become weak and slumped to the ground.
He didn't just resurrect a helper, he clearly brought upon himself a powerful enemy.
If I had known this would happen, I would have killed him rather than resurrect this evil star.
Now, it’s too late to regret.
Two days later, in a small village in the north, at Tang Xiaoyun's home.
When Tang Xiaoyun opened the door in the morning, he saw a sea of white snow outside. He grew up in the south and rarely saw such a scene.
"Alie, come out quickly, it's snowing!" He rushed into the snow excitedly, grabbed a ball of snow, rolled it into a ball, and then threw it hard at Fusheng who was having fun in the snow.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Tan Tai Lie walked out of the house and frowned at the snow covering the ground. "It's only the middle of October, and this much snow is really unusual!"
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