A dazzling light shot up into the sky, and then turned into a golden cloud that lingered for a long time.
This is an urgent signal for help from the sect.
Seeing this scene, Meng Wan's face gradually turned cold, and her figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of the white-haired old woman.
At some point, a blood-red sword appeared in her hand, emitting a frightening murderous aura as it slashed towards the old woman.
The old woman hastily used her magic weapon, an ancient bronze mirror, to try to resist Meng Wan's attack.
With a "clang", the blood sword and the bronze mirror collided violently.
For a moment, the blood light was so bright that the entire sky turned blood red.
The old woman's face turned pale and her body trembled uncontrollably, as if she had received a great shock.
On the other hand, Meng Wan looked as if nothing had happened, and it was obvious that she was not trying her best.
Fear arose in the old woman's heart.
Others don’t know, but in their Jinyun Sect, there was once a soul lamp of Patriarch Meng.
Just yesterday, the soul lamp belonging to Patriarch Meng was extinguished.
She and Patriarch Meng are both at the second level of the Golden Core Realm. Even if her strength is stronger than Patriarch Meng's, it is only limited.
The result of her previous test further confirmed her guess.
She is no match for the Blood Saint!
The old woman suppressed her fear and activated the bronze mirror again, rushing towards Meng Wan.
She has already sent out a signal for help. As long as she holds on a little longer, she will be able to wait for the sect's help.
However, the mottled bronze mirror faced the blood-red sword, and after fighting for more than ten rounds, it shattered with a "snap" sound under the heavy weight.
The old woman was seriously injured, her face full of horror, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"A so-called Jindan cultivator is so vulnerable?"
Meng Wan smiled, but put down her sword and stepped forward to beat the old woman violently.
The old woman was beaten until she saw stars and her bones were broken. Only then did she activate the Blood Demon Heavenly Killing Technique and ruthlessly refine the blood in her body.
The old woman opened her eyes wide in horror and struggled desperately, but it was no use, like a lamb in a tiger's mouth.
"If you dare to kill me, my Jinyun Sect will not let you go!"
"Then I will destroy the entire Jinyun Sect!"
Meng Wan licked her lips lightly and smiled bloodthirstily.
As time went by, the old woman lost more and more blood.
Her body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, like wind-dried bark, no longer able to produce a drop of moisture.
After dealing with the old woman, Meng Wan lowered her head and looked at the Foundation Establishment cultivators who were fighting fiercely below.
The next moment, she directly launched the Blood Sea Dream, enveloping all the foundation-building monks in it.
The blood sea dream was like an invisible net, silently covering the entire battlefield.
Those monks were like flying insects trapped in a spider web, stuck in place, unable to move, and could only wait to die.
In just a few breaths, dozens of skin-and-bone mummies appeared on the battlefield.
Just as Meng Wan was about to continue expanding the victory, the other Jindan cultivators who were fighting finally discovered the unusual movement below.
"stop!"
The angry roar exploded like thunder. Elder Zhang stared at Meng Wan with his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.
"You, you actually dared to slaughter the disciples of my Jinyun Sect!"
Another elder of the Jinyun Sect was equally resentful. He stared at Meng Wan with his eyes spitting fire, as if he wanted to eat her.
Meng Wan smiled nonchalantly and used her power again, sucking the blood out of more than a dozen people.
"If they keep fighting like this, they'll die eventually. It's better for them to die in my hands."
Looking at the scene of corpses strewn all over the ground below, He Xianzhi and Qiu Hong also had ashen faces, and anger kept boiling in their chests.
They never imagined that Meng Wan was so bold that she would not even let go of the foundation-building cultivators of her own sect!
"Devil! How dare you slaughter my disciples of the Jinyun Sect like this? Today I will make you pay with blood!"
Elder Zhang's hair and beard stood on end, and he was furious.
A golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden sword with a sharp sword energy pierced He Xianzhi.
Another Jindan cultivator also took out a fire whip that was flashing red light and lashed it fiercely at Qiuhong.
Seeing that the two men were really angry and were willing to attack them at all costs, He Xianzhi and Qiu Hong felt miserable in their hearts.
Lord Saint Son is too impulsive. Isn't he afraid of completely angering the Jinyun Sect by doing this?
He Xianzhi raised a green shield to block the attack of the golden sword.
The shield made a buzzing sound, which made his palm numb.
Qiuhong dodged the fire whip's attack with a flash of her body.
The fire whip hit the ground with a loud bang, and a deep pit was blown out on the ground, with charred marks spreading.
"He Xianzhi, Qiuhong! Both of you must die today!"
Elder Zhang roared, using all kinds of life-saving trump cards, and vowed to destroy the evil cultivator.
He Xianzhi and Qiu Hong were exhausted from dealing with the situation and gradually fell into a disadvantage and were beaten by the two Jindan cultivators from the Jinyun Sect.
But when several people were fighting, Meng Wan used his power again, swallowing up the sea and refining all the remaining foundation-building cultivators.
After swallowing so much essence and blood, her aura became even more powerful.
The blood in his body was surging, like a wild beast awakening!
Her cultivation level even showed signs of breaking through to the Golden Core stage.
Meng Wan licked her lips gently and looked up into the sky with an unsatisfied look.
The two Jindan cultivators from the Jinyun Sect noticed the change in Meng Wan's aura, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
This demon is about to break through!
The two men looked at each other, no longer wanted to fight, and decisively withdrew and fled into the distance.
"Qiu Hong, He Xianzhi, stop Elder Zhang for me. Leave the remaining one to me."
After saying that, Meng Wan moved slightly, turned into a streak of blood light, and instantly appeared in front of one of the Jindan cultivators, blocking his way.
Qiuhong and He Xianzhi looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and stood in front of Elder Zhang.
All the foundation-building cultivators in the stronghold were killed. If the opponent's Jindan cultivator escaped, the two of them would definitely be to blame.
Elder Zhang was furious, "You're looking for death!"
Qiu Hong snorted coldly. She might not be a match for Elder Zhang alone.
But if He Xianzhi is included, it may not be the case.
The three of them immediately engaged in a battle. The loud noise of the collision of magic weapons was deafening, the spiritual power surged, and the weather changed color.
On the other side, Meng Wan also fought with the monk holding the fire whip.
Meng Wan's blood was boiling, and his attacks were extremely ruthless, each move fatal.
Although the Jindan cultivator had a higher level of cultivation than her, he gradually fell into a disadvantage under Meng Wan's fierce attack.
"Blood mist turns into a demon!"
Meng Wan shouted loudly, and the blood mist rolled and turned into a huge blood-red skull, which bit the Jindan cultivator fiercely.
The Jindan cultivator's face changed drastically, and he quickly took out a piece of golden armor to resist.
However, the blood-red skull formed by the mist avoided the armor at a tricky angle and bit his head.
"ah--"
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