Bone Taoist

Chapter 611 Blood Splattered in the Incense Palace

It's a dark and windy night, when people are killing people.

The man in black seemed to be integrated into the night, flying from the sky with light steps.

Dancing around above the eaves, her destination seemed to be the backyard of the palace.

Ye Zang's spiritual aperture slowly unfolded, and after observing with his heavenly eyes for a while, he gradually saw the figure of the man clearly.

"She is a woman who walks in the realm of Nascent Soul." Ye Zang lowered his eyes slightly.

The woman in black wears her hair tied around her shoulders, has a slender figure, and wears a long purple-green sword at her waist. The sword is also a thousand-year-old spiritual weapon, with a murderous intent that makes people shudder.

She seemed to use her consciousness to cover her aura, but it was in vain for Ye Zang's clairvoyance.

"Who are you trying to assassinate? Emperor Liang or Master Xuanzhao?"

Ye Zang thought to himself, then stepped lightly, and his figure dissipated like bubbles.

He used Chaos Steps and followed.

I thought that Xisuozhou was monolithic, but I didn't expect that there was an undercurrent. I don't know which force dared to act like this during the Buddha's birthday parade.

The two of them flew one behind the other on the eaves.

Not long after, they came to an incense hall, with candles brightly lit inside and a crimson scent coming from it.

The queen and all the concubines were moaning and groaning all the time.

Master Xuanzhao raised and lowered his hands, his face was red and he was so happy, the scene was quite eye-catching.

The woman in black's eyes trembled slightly, and she took out a spirit bottle from the Qiankun bag.

The bottle is filled with crimson pollen.

"It seems to be a mixture of pollen from the other side and other spiritual materials..." Ye Zang watched from a dozen feet away, hiding behind the eaves.

The woman in black took out the cork.

With just a flick of the finger, crimson pollen floated and penetrated into the incense palace.

After a while, the humming and moaning sounds of the concubines could no longer be heard.

Master Xuanzhao on the big bed stared with eyes in a state of intoxication, as if his three souls and seven souls were trapped, lying there in a daze, naked as a toad.

"Hmph!" The woman in black snorted coldly.

Seeing this, she no longer hesitated and directly broke through the door with a purple-green sword in hand.

With extremely fast speed, the sword cut through the void and wiped directly towards Master Xuanzhao's neck!
The expected scene of heads falling to the ground and blood splattering did not happen. There was only a clang, the candlelight in the room was extinguished by the huge magic power, the purple-green sword fell on the neck of Master Xuanzhao, and sparks flew everywhere!
Only a shallow trace of blood was left.

"How could it be!" the woman in black said in a loss of voice.

"The power of the physical body is extremely strong, just like a vajra that has been trained to be indestructible." Ye Zang looked at it with his Dharma Eyes. Although Master Xuanzhao's soul was temporarily trembling, his physical energy was still full of vitality. No wonder he could sing and sing every night. So lively and lively.

The woman gritted her teeth, drew her sword, and stabbed Master Xuan Zhao's spiritual orifice on his forehead again.

She exerted all her strength, but the purple-green sword only missed half an inch, and not even a drop of blood essence was dissipated.

Master Xuanzhao's eyes seemed to be a little clearer.

"Who are you..." He said subconsciously in vague words.

"Oops, the effect of Lost Soul Powder can no longer be suppressed." The woman in black said through gritted teeth.

No matter how you put it, the person in front of you is still at the first level of Taoist cultivation. If he waits for him to come to his senses, he can slap her to death with a single palm.

The woman in black came at night, obviously not wanting to cause too much noise, otherwise she would not be able to escape.

But in this current situation, it is obvious that there is no need to worry about that much.

The next blow is a sure kill!

The seal appeared in her palm, and her hand holding the purple-green sword was trembling, and a permeating power was building up. On the cold sword body, a cold light flickered, and the air seemed to freeze.

The void was churning and exploding, and such movement would definitely attract a lot of people.

Ye Zang concentrated, hesitated for a few breaths, and then moved his fingers around. The huge spiritual consciousness was like a sea hanging upside down, covering the entire incense palace, covering every move here. Even if the entire hall was destroyed, it would not spread. Every sound.

"A single spark is enough to start a prairie fire." Ye Zang was thinking about something.

For the Jackdaw Cult, the more chaotic the outer continents, the better. If possible, destroying the alliance between the two Western Continent religions and the Fengtian Dynasty will be of great benefit to the future arrival of the Cult in Central Continent.

Whoosh!
The woman in black had beads of sweat dripping from her forehead as she stabbed with the sword.

With a puff sound, the purple-green long sword landed hard on Master Xuan Zhao's spiritual aperture on the forehead. The blow had an effect. The sword penetrated three inches deep, and blood dripped down the wound.

"Ah ah ah..."

Master Xuanzhao came to his senses immediately and screamed in pain. His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely ferocious.

"you!"

boom!
Suddenly, his whole body flashed with a gilded color, and he shouted loudly. His magic power only swayed slightly. The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked, and dust and gravel were thrown up all over the sky. Veins popped up in Jin Cancan's arm, and he suddenly grabbed the purple-green sword of the woman in black.

"Go to hell, you beast!" the woman in black shouted softly, and used her hand again to stab hard.

"You are just a junior Dharma Infant, but you dare to come and assassinate me. Did your junior sister send you here?" Master Xuanzhao laughed sternly, blood slowly sliding down the corners of his mouth.

His golden arm clamped the sword tightly, and no matter how much the woman in black used her magic power, she could not penetrate even half an inch.

"Senior, give me a helping hand. This junior Jiang Qin is willing to be a slave and a maidservant in this life, serving you around!" The woman in black gritted her teeth and suddenly shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanzhao suddenly frowned and looked around with his peripheral vision.

No wonder there was so much movement and no one came. It turned out that this space was covered by divine consciousness, and the power of that divine consciousness was far beyond his own.

Xuan Zhao suddenly panicked.

Outside the hall, Ye Zang, who was standing on the eaves, hesitated for a few breaths and then took action.

His Purple Mansion opened wide, and the majestic blood-colored magic power surged away like ocean waves, blessing the purple-green sword.

Suddenly, Xuan Zhao's eyes widened, and he felt a powerful and domineering killing aura coming towards him. The aura was overwhelming, as if the whole sky had collapsed, making people suffocating.

"Who is it! If you dare to cause trouble in our West Suozhou, stop now and let bygones be bygones!" Master Xuanzhao panicked and immediately shouted loudly.

Rumbling--

The earth's veins are trembling, and the magic power is like thunder hitting the ground, making a clanging sound.

The difference between Xuan Zhao, a first-level Hedao practitioner, and the Hedao elder from Dongshen Shenzhou whom Ye Zang met in Beihai was not even the slightest bit different. In terms of divine consciousness alone, there was a gap as great as that of a celestial being.

"Master broke the rules and came to clean up the door for the Buddhas in the three halls and the Arhats in the twelve halls." Ye Zang said, his voice like thunder.

"You fart!" Xuan Zhao was forced to vomit blood. The spiritual orifice on his forehead was crumbling and cracked. Blood was dripping down the purple-green sword. He gritted his teeth.

Ye Zang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he just bent his palm and pushed, and the huge mana trembled out.

puff!

The purple sword instantly pierced his forehead, causing blood to flow out.

The Yuan Shen ran out. Jiang Qin, a woman in black, had sharp eyes. She did not kill him, but directly took out the jade purification bottle, suppressed Xuan Zhao's Yuan Shen, and used many restraints to suppress it.

In the bottle, Xuan Zhao's soul kept scolding him, extremely ferocious.

Jiang Qin, a woman in black, looked around but could not see Ye Zang. She took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for your help, senior. Please come with me, senior. This is not the place to talk."

After saying that, she flew out, melted into the night, and headed out of the city.

Ye Zang thought for a while and followed.

(End of this chapter)