Unfortunately, still nothing was found.
Everyone in the hall had already stood up and used their own protective measures, fearing that there was another righteous disciple hiding in the dark who would attack them.
The saint of the Naked Sect was wrapped in a pink peach blossom mist and was hiding far away at this time.
"Ah...you little brat who only knows how to hide your head and tail, I will make sure you die miserably!" Taoist Xueyin's face turned from white to red, and from red to black with anger, and he said with gritted teeth.
As he spoke, he sheathed his sword, his figure flashing and transforming into a strange, blood-stained figure. Like a ghost, the blood-stained figure drifted through the air, making it impossible to discern its true form. Its body took on a strange red hue, as if formed from condensed blood, emitting a pungent, bloody odor.
However, the invisible sword seemed to have the power to ward off evil. After he turned into a blood shadow, although his speed was as fast as lightning, he was still in the open and could not avoid the sharp edge of the invisible sword at all.
The blood shadow transformed by Taoist Xueyin looked like a frightened hare, constantly changing its position in the hall, but it could never escape the pursuit of the invisible sword.
Blood Shadow held on for a while, then for some unknown reason, suddenly went berserk. Like an enraged beast, he bared his fangs, let out a deep roar, and lunged at the closest Bamboo Mountain disciple. His speed was so swift that he pierced through the disciple's body like a flash of lightning before pouncing on another Baiman Mountain disciple.
Everyone was shocked as they watched the Zhushan Sect disciple's body instantly shrivel, as if drained of all life force. His skin turned pale, devoid of any color, his eyes bulged, his mouth open, as if he were about to let out a final cry. But he was no longer breathing, a dried corpse.
"Everyone, be careful! There's something wrong with the Blood Shadow Magic he's practicing. He can't control the bloodthirsty nature within him. He'll need to drink enough blood to calm down!" someone warned. Everyone summoned flying swords and magic weapons for protection, watching Blood Shadow warily.
A bloody figure weaved through the crowd, stirring up a bloody storm wherever he went. His body became even more ethereal, as if it would vanish into thin air at any moment. But his attack power remained undiminished, and every strike took a life.
Those targeted and their companions launched flying swords at him, but Blood Shadow was like a ghost, unable to harm ordinary flying swords or magic weapons. He easily dodged any threats that could pose a threat. His speed grew faster and faster, and his attack power grew stronger and stronger.
Su Rui was standing behind Taoist Yuan Huai, and he was also terrified. The blood shadow transformed by Taoist Xueyin was so ferocious that he even felt that even if he transformed into a demonic body, he might not be the opponent's opponent!
"This won't work. We have to find a way to trap him," someone said. Everyone nodded in agreement.
However, at this moment, a disciple of the White Bone Sect was suddenly pierced through the heart by an invisible sword energy. This sword energy was like lightning, instantly passing through his body. His eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he wanted to scream, but no sound came out, only a stream of blood gushed out from his chest.
It turned out that the Zhiliao monk who was hiding in the dark also took the opportunity to take action!
All this happened so quickly and so suddenly that no one could react at all. When the others saw this scene, they were terrified and retreated backwards, trying to avoid the attack of the Zhiliao monk.
These people are the elites among the cult disciples. They usually think that they have profound magical powers, but in front of Monk Zhiliao, they are like ants and have no ability to fight back.
The scarlet blood flowing from his chest actually attracted the blood shadow over.
There were indeed internal and external troubles, and these people, including Taoist Yuan Huai, immediately strengthened their own protection.
"Everyone, my Six Desires Peach Blossom Miasma can detect the trace of the Invisible Sword. If that little devil dares to come over, I will make sure he never returns!" Ye Qiuyu, the Saintess of the Naked Sect, snapped her fingers, and the pink peach blossom mist that was originally just surrounding her body quickly expanded and enveloped the entire hall.
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