A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 154: Losing Everything

Seeing that the attack had been broken, Liu Rufeng leaped through the aftermath, holding the sword horizontally, and shouted softly: "Sword Qi."

"retreat!"

After witnessing the horror of the sword energy, the two men immediately fled outside.

Liu Rufei did not chase after him, but went straight to Zhou Bufan who was lying flat in the air.

After reaching out to sense it for a moment, he said with an unpleasant expression, "Damn it, so many evil thoughts were injected into the Purple Palace."

The actions of the three people just now were obviously intended to make Zhou Bufan possessed by a demon and then become a part of the Blood Spirit Sect.

Fortunately, Zhou Bufan has a strong faith in Taoism. If it were someone else, the Demon Sect would have gotten what they wanted long ago.

Liu Rufeng saw that his body was surrounded by restrictions, so he reached out and tapped them.

Those restrictions suddenly trembled in the face of this power.

Outside in the air, the two old men who had just escaped still had expressions of shock on their faces. Recalling that terrifying sword move, they said in fear, “What kind of sword move was that? It could take the life of someone of the same realm with just one sword move!”

"At the very least, it's a top-grade yellow-level martial art, or even... it could be a black-level one."

The other person still had a look of shock on his face and replied.

"Xuan level? Impossible, that's not something that a Half-step Golden Core can master."

The old man shook his head. For a person at the Half-Step Golden Core Realm, the Mystical Level Divine Power was like a baby in swaddling clothes holding a sledgehammer. It required extremely strong bones and talent. Of course, if one could lift it, one could imagine how strong he would be.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a strong person among the Half-step Golden Core! The two of us are no match for him, retreat quickly."

The two knew they were no match for the enemy, so they fled deeper into the Changge Valley.

What a joke! If Liu Rufeng wasn't strong, how could he have been able to intimidate those fellow junior brothers and sisters who had ulterior motives a few years ago?

"boom!"

"boom!"

Soon after, the entire depths of Changge Valley began to shake, with huge explosions ringing out.

The outer sect, inner sect, and true sect supreme elders all flew high into the air, not knowing what to do.

"What on earth happened to the sect?"

"Deputy Valley Master, why don't you give me an explanation?"

Those powerful supreme elders looked coldly at the figure in the distance who was protected by the formation.

"Haha, everyone, you still don't believe it?"

The deputy valley master laughed coldly.

At this time, another five figures flew over and stood behind the deputy valley master, and each of them had an extremely powerful aura.

"Who are you?"

A supreme elder questioned.

Because these strong men are not from Changge Valley at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the five people released demonic energy again.

"Haha, don't you understand yet?" the deputy valley master said playfully.

"Where's old fellow Du?"

When they noticed that one person was missing, someone frowned and asked.

"He is dead. Liu Rufeng from Zhengyang Sect was very powerful and had terrifying methods, almost comparable to the Golden Core Realm." An old man said with a grim expression.

Thinking back to the sword strike before, I still feel scared.

"Damn it, one of them died. The sect leader will blame me."

Hearing that he was dead, the faces of the others changed. The Half-step Golden Core was also very precious to the Blood Spirit Sect. With so many people coming to handle this matter, there were still losses.

“Don’t worry, elders. Aren’t there more than ten of us here?”

The deputy valley master looked at the people in front of him who were confronting him.

Changge Valley already has more than ten Half-Step Golden Core experts, and now they have tricked several Half-Step Golden Core experts from other immortal sects and more than ten masters in the late foundation building stage. As long as these people become possessed and join the Blood Spirit Sect, their strength will definitely increase a lot.

Now that the sect protection formation has been activated, these people cannot get out.

"How's it going?"

The leader looked at the two people who had just arrived.

"We had only completed half of it when Liu Rufeng came here." The two replied.

"Damn it, this is the key to destroying the Zhengyang Clan."

Everyone's face suddenly turned ugly.

If they lose, they will have to attack Zhengyang Gate. Although they can take it down, the cost will be much greater. Although the Blood Spirit Gate is strong now, every strong man is hard-won. Why not minimize the losses if possible?

on the other side.

"Could it be that the ancestor really..."

When the elders of Changge Valley saw so many powerful demon cultivators coming into the sect without anyone noticing, they were confused.

If even the ancestors of the Zonggu chose to join the Demon Sect, then even if the elders were unwilling, they would have no choice. After all, the soul lamp had been lit in the valley. If they disagreed, they would die! The soul, blood and flesh would eventually become the cultivation nutrients for the demon cultivators.

"boom!"

The earth shook, the wind blew violently, and there was another loud bang.

A mountain that was a hundred feet high was actually shattered by some attack! Rocks fell to the ground from the sky.

Then four people flew out.

Seeing this noise, everyone looked over there.

"It's the ancestor!"

The people in Changge Valley recognized the identities of these people at a glance.

After several battles, they had fought their way out of the cave.

"Damn it."

After coming out, he saw that the formation had been activated. The old man who was besieged by three people looked extremely unhappy. The last hope was gone.

Because there is no possibility of escape anymore.

After fighting for so long, he was already exhausted and couldn't hold on for much longer.

"Brother Sun, you don't have any chance. If you continue fighting for a long time, Changge Valley will be destroyed in our hands."

A man in yellow shouted to the old man.

Their breath caused the valley to howl with strong winds and darken the sky.

"Haha, even if I have to destroy him, I won't let the Demon Sect succeed!"

The old man was very stubborn and vowed never to enter the Demon Sect. Although he was no match for the siege of three people, he was not afraid at all.

The three men also felt that it was a very difficult situation. If they pushed the other party too hard, they were afraid that the other party would self-destruct.

After looking at each other, they started fighting again.

In that broken barrier.

Liu Rufeng finally broke the restrictions around Zhou Bufan, waved his sleeves and put it into his own magic treasure, then looked outside.

Seeing the four Jindan fighting in the air, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, and he quietly muttered to himself: "It seems that the strong men in Changge Valley are not all members of the Blood Spirit Sect. We can give it a try, maybe there is still a chance."

Then he opened his hand and a small bell appeared. He whispered into the bell, "Old friend, if he can get out, I'll have to ask you to accompany him on the rest of the way."

Xiao Zhong felt his tone and shook his body slightly, which meant he agreed.

"Spiritual Starlight Technique!"

Next, he put away the small bell, and after a murmur, his pupils gradually turned golden. The calm soul in the purple palace began to burn violently, and a golden figure like a god slowly appeared in the ocean of soul.

The primordial spirit was originally a flame, a vast ocean, very discrete, and had no form. But now the primordial spirit in his purple palace has condensed into a human figure, star-like light spots on a mixed-color cloth.

The soul condenses into a form. This is a very rare soul-refining technique! It is specialized in refining the purple palace soul.

I saw that golden waves began to flow out from between his eyebrows and flow behind him. The phantom of the golden elixir in his body kept spinning, and his aura began to slowly become stronger.

But the Four Seasons Sword Qi that can kill people of the same level of cultivation with one sword, and the current method of refining the soul, these are not something that a small sect like the Zhengyang Sect can possess. It seems that Liu Rufeng had his own adventures when he was young.

It’s just a pity that he is troubled by his emotional knot, otherwise, his cultivation level would be more than just half-step golden elixir.

"Huh? What's going on? Are there any more experts?"

The people fighting in the air felt the powerful waves coming out of the barrier and immediately frowned.

How come they don’t know that there are such masters in the sect?

Others also felt it and looked over in shock.

I thought to myself that the strength of Changge Valley was too strong.

Suddenly, countless golden lights as sharp as swords shot out from a palace, and finally a tall golden figure stood up in the golden light.

"Such a powerful spiritual power, who is it?"

After the three golden elixirs in the air felt it, they all showed incredible expressions, because this soul was actually stronger than theirs!

The old man with the golden elixir narrowed his eyes and murmured, "This is the art of refining the spirit. Who has this magical power?"

Inside the barrier, there seemed to be a small sun between Liu Rufeng's eyebrows, the light was very dazzling, and his soul was burning violently like firewood.

"Who is it? Come out!"

One of the Jindan felt uneasy, so he slapped that place with his palm.

"Ok?"

Liu Rufeng frowned, stood still, and slapped his side with his palm.

The huge true body of the original spirit met it with a palm.

The two attacks collided with each other, and the powerful aftermath reduced the area within a radius of one hundred and fifty feet to ruins.

Afterwards, Liu Rufeng then said to the sword in his hand: "Spring Thunder, Summer Flame, Autumn Water, Winter Snow."

With each word he uttered, the aura of his sword became sharper.

Until the last moment, the sharp sword energy was enough to make one's pupils bleed.

"Which fellow Taoist is it?"

One person asked.

"blow!"

However, the only response he got was a huge sword light that was twenty feet long.

The man quickly slapped out his palm, trying to block it.

However, the sword light seemed illusory and it actually passed through the palm print and slashed towards him without being affected at all.

"not good!"

After all, he was a strong man in the Jindan realm, so he immediately moved to the side and avoided it.

The sword energy hit a mountain in the distance.

The strange thing was that there was no movement on the mountain, as if there was just a breeze blowing.

But the next moment, everyone was stunned, because all the grass and trees on the lush green mountain suddenly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, including the surrounding area hundreds of feet away. In an instant, there was no life, and the place was filled with death and a rotten smell.

What kind of trick is this? Even though they are knowledgeable, they can't react.

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped in shock. What terrible consequences would occur if that sword struck them?

The three Jindan's eyes suddenly became serious.

I don't know when snowflakes started to float in the sky.

Then Liu Rufeng slowly walked out of the ruins, releasing strings of lightning under his feet in the snow, but the ground he walked on revived everything, which was really weird. What made people more fearful was the terrifying golden giant of more than 20 feet following behind him.

"The secret technique of burning the primordial spirit."

"You two deal with that old stubborn man, I'll leave him to me."

After one of them said something to the other two, he flew in front of Liu Rufeng.

Liu Rufeng's eyes were full of golden light, and he said coldly: "Open the formation, I don't care what happened in your Changge Valley."

The golden elixir crossed his arms and said slowly, "You just used the secret technique of burning your primordial spirit to forcibly increase your strength to the golden elixir realm. How long can your primordial spirit burn? And how many attacks comparable to the golden elixir realm can it support you to release?"