What the evil cultivator practiced was the Blood Demon Soul Refinement Method!
This kind of magic skill that exterminates humanity, once it is completed, the caster's combat power is strange and powerful, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.
What's more, if the other party dared to provoke Ziyun Mountain so blatantly, he would definitely have something to rely on.
Who to send?
Those with low cultivation levels are going to die.
Send an elder? The other party is so cunning, if it is a killing spree in the mortal kingdom and throwing rats and taboos, it will be difficult to achieve full success.
For a while, the entire high-ranking officials of Ziyun Mountain were in a dilemma.
Most of the disciples present cultivated to become primordial infants and gods, wanting to go but also having self-knowledge.
If you go, you will die, but you will cause chaos to the sect.
"I'll go!"
At this moment, a clear and determined voice broke the suffocating silence.
"Disciple Chen Jing, I am willing to go to Tianxu Prefecture to slay this demon, avenge Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Liu, and seek justice for those thousands of innocent children!"
Everyone followed the reputation.
I saw a young man wearing the costume of the core disciple of the inner sect coming out of the crowd, he was tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was full of resoluteness.
"It's Senior Brother Chen Jing! Senior Brother Chen Jing, who is at the peak of his transformation!"
There was a low exclamation from the crowd.
Chen Jing is the leader of the younger generation of Ziyun Mountain, and he is only one step away from the merging period, and he is one of the hopes for the future of the sect.
He stood up at this moment, undoubtedly carrying the dignity of the younger generation of the entire Ziyun Mountain!
Elder Qing Chengzi looked at Chen Jing, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, but more of a worry.
"Chen Jing, do you know that this is extremely dangerous? That demon head could easily slaughter even the disciples in the late stages of transformation, and his methods were ...... Although you are at the peak of transformation into a god, I don't know the details of the other party."
Chen Jing bowed, his voice sonorous and powerful, and it was loud and loud.
"Elder, I know. But the honor and disgrace of the sect, the life of the disciple, which is more important, the disciple knows in his heart!"
"I am a disciple of Ziyun Mountain, I can die in battle, but I am not afraid of death!"
"If we all shrink back from the mountain gate out of fear and allow the devil to slaughter living beings outside the mountain, then my tens of thousands of years of reputation in Ziyun Mountain will be ruined!"
What a "fight to death, not afraid of death"!
The words made the blood of countless disciples present boil, and their hearts, which had been cold due to fear, burned again.
"Be very careful."
Elder Qing Chengzi looked at the determined disciple in front of him, nodded heavily, and was about to agree.
At this moment.
A flat voice sounded in everyone's ears without warning, clearly overpowering all the discussion and noise.
"I'll go."
This sound was not loud, but it seemed to have a strange magic that instantly quieted the originally noisy scene.
Who?
Who said such a thing at such a time?
Everyone turned their heads suspiciously and followed the source of the sound.
On the stone steps leading from the mountain gate to the Medicine King Hall, at some point, there was an additional figure.
It was a young man wearing a plain blue shirt, with black hair and a shawl, a handsome face, and his eyes as calm as an ancient well.
He didn't walk fast, step by step, but it seemed that every step was on the node of heaven and earth, causing everyone's heartbeat to slow down involuntarily.
"It's Master Li of Qingfeng Mountain!"
The crowd exploded, and all the disciples, both inside and outside, bowed and saluted, looking respectful.
Li Hanzhou's deeds are well known, and although these disciples have never seen Li Hanzhou with their own eyes, they admire him very much.
Even Qing Chengzi and several other elders, when they saw the coming, their faces showed solemnity and nodded slightly.
"Senior Brother Wu Yehou has been in retreat, why did he suddenly come out now?"
"I happened to be out of customs, and I happened to notice the noise here, so I came over."
Li Hanzhou's existence is no different from legends for most disciples.
They had seen him in the sect for more than ten years.
It seems that he has been in retreat, and not long after leaving the customs, he and Wu Yehou and Hua Qingzi did not know where they went.
When I came back some time ago, I was still in retreat.
Chen Jing was also stunned, he quickly took it and bowed to Li Hanzhou respectfully.
"Disciple Chen Jing, meet Master Li."
Li Hanzhou nodded at him, simply waving his hand to indicate that there was no need to bow.
Then his eyes swept over the two bodies entangled in lifeless and weak vitality, and his brows frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"Where is the evil cultivator?"
"Junior brother wants to go to suppress the rebellion?" Qing Chengzi was stunned for a moment, and then asked.
Li Hanzhou nodded.
"Needless to say, I saw my disciple seriously injured here, and I was angry in my heart."
Qing Chengzi fell into thought.
After hearing this, Chen Jing felt anxious and quickly raised his head, wanting to persuade him.
Although this Master Li is a genius and has unparalleled combat power, this has long been a consensus within the sect.
But he remembered very clearly that not long ago, when Wu Ye was waiting for Master Li's uncle to cross the tribulation, the cultivation revealed by this Master Li seemed to be only in the early stages of becoming a god.
And that demon head, even the senior brothers in the late stage of the god transformation can be easily slaughtered!
So Uncle Li's cultivation is still shallow, how can he take this risk?
"Uncle, this matter ......"
Chen Jing raised his head and was about to speak, expressing his worries and feelings.
When Li Hanzhou heard the question, he also turned his head.
At this moment, his eyes met Li Hanzhou's calm eyes.
Rumble!
In an instant, Chen Jing's mind suddenly went blank!
What did he see? Where is a pair of human eyes!
It was like an infinite thunderous universe!
In the deepest part of those eyes, there are indifferent, cold, and majestic pupils to the extreme!
Chen Jing felt that his soul was being squeezed hard, and his soul was trembling.
It is a fear that comes from the deepest part of the origin of life!
It is mortals looking up to the power of heaven, and ants catching glimpses of the divine dragon!
He could clearly perceive that Li Hanzhou's cultivation realm was in the middle stage of transforming into a god.
But......
How is this possible!
Why would a monk in the middle stage of transforming into a god bring him such a terrifying sense of oppression?!
This is no longer a quantitative gap, this is a qualitative gap! It is the absolute crushing of the life level!
"Gu Dong."
Chen Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his throat was so dry that it seemed like it was about to burst into flames.
What he wanted to say was struck back by that glance, blocked in his chest, and turned into boundless astonishment and awe.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't spit out a word, so he could only stand there in a daze, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
"Master, uncle......" Chen Jing immediately bowed his hands respectfully and explained: "It's not that the disciple must go, I'm just worried about ......."
"It's okay." Li Hanzhou nodded at him, then turned to look at several elders and asked, "Senior brother, where is the evil cultivator in Tianxu Prefecture?"
"It seems to be in the north." Seeing this, Zhang Qingyuan nodded to the disciple on the side.
The disciple first went to look for news, and he had just returned. Seeing that the elder had spoken, he quickly stepped forward, holding a jade slip in his hand.
"Uncle, the mortal kingdom is called Xiao Guo, in the north of Tianxu Prefecture, thousands of miles away from Ziyun Mountain......"