The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Um!?"

Just as Ni Kun was about to make his move, a sudden change occurred!

"Bang!"

A deafening roar erupted, as if the entire mountainside was shaken by the force.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew backward at an astonishing speed, like a kite with a broken string.

"Pfft!"

A large mouthful of thick blood gushed out like a fountain, drawing a scarlet rainbow in the morning light.

"Bang!"

Another dull thud followed, and a once sturdy building collapsed under the impact of this powerful force, raising clouds of dust.

At that very moment.

"A-Jiu!"

A familiar and affectionate voice suddenly rang out, causing Ni Yongtang to tremble violently.

She didn't have time to think and hurriedly turned around to look.

Just as she turned around, a handsome and elegant figure slowly appeared before her.

Yes.

Just as Chi Lian's murderous palm struck Ni Yongtang hard, Feng Qingyue simultaneously placed a light palm on her back.

This palm strike, seemingly gentle and weak, actually contained boundless power and profound spiritual energy.

It was this palm strike that became Ni Yongtang's strongest shield, blocking Chi Lian's fatal blow.

At that moment, when Ni Yongtang saw his mentor and lover, the fear and despair in his heart were instantly replaced by endless joy and emotion.

Unable to stop the tears from flowing, she cried like a child.

"It's alright!" Feng Qingyue said softly, gently wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

Before Ni Yongtang could speak, Feng Qingyue fed her an extremely precious Great Rejuvenation Pill: "Listen to me, quickly eat this pill, then go over there to recover... and the rest!"

"I'll do it!"

As Ni Yongtang held the pill in his mouth, he gently bit Feng Qingyue's finger, reminding her, "Be careful, he's using demonic arts!"

Feng Qingyue smiled slightly, and with a flick of her wrist, she subtly grasped the memory crystal and headed straight for that fellow. Every step was so light and swift, every step was filled with killing intent.

at the same time.

"Fourth Brother!" Ni Yongtang came to Ni Yongxiao's side, giving him a reassuring and knowing look.

"Good, good, good! Ah Jiu, it's good that your master has arrived!" Ni Yongxiao was overjoyed and excitedly took out his communication jade token, quickly relaying the message to Ni Yongwu and the others.

"Fifth Brother, Eighth Brother, Feng Qingyue is here. Ninth Sister and I are both alright!" His voice revealed a sense of relief.

Followed by.

Ni Yongxiao seemed to have thought of something else and quickly added, "Apart from the disciples who have already been sent out, everyone else can be brought back!"

This arrangement was naturally made so that the disciples could observe masters exchanging blows, which would be extremely beneficial to their cultivation.

After doing all this.

Ni Yongxiao's gaze involuntarily fell on Feng Qingyue's retreating figure, his eyes filled with awe and envy: "Core Formation cultivators possess the power of heaven and earth, and Ninth Sister's master cultivates the righteous energy of heaven and earth. No matter how strong Chi Lian's demonic arts are, he would be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye in front of Feng Qingyue!"

Only at this moment did Ni Yongxiao finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Cough cough cough..."

Chi Lian struggled to his feet from the ruins, his body riddled with shards of debris. His blood was thick and burning with eerie bluish-black demonic flames.

"Mid-stage Core Formation?"

The man had no time to worry about his injuries; his eyes widened in terror as he stared at Feng Qingyue: "I, I, I'm an inner disciple of the Haoyue Sect! You…"

As she spoke, a ruthless and cunning glint flashed in Chi Lian's eyes.

"Um!?"

Ni Kun took in all of this, and a sense of unease welled up in his heart.

"So noisy!"

Enraged for the sake of his beloved: "Even if you are the adopted son of the Haoyue Sect Master, you must die today!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Feng Qingyue's hands moved rapidly like phantoms, her hand seals and hand gestures as fast as lightning.

With his movements, the spiritual energy around him fluctuated violently like surging waves, and the spiritual energy in the world seemed to be drawn in by his aura, frantically converging towards him.

The once calm clouds began to churn and spin rapidly under the influence of this powerful spiritual force, forming a massive cyclone.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The cyclone spun faster and faster, growing larger and larger, as if it were about to swallow the entire mountainside.

"The wind sweeps away the remaining clouds!"

The same Xuan-rank spell becomes hundreds of times more powerful in his hands.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The raging tornado, like a giant dragon, with a world-destroying momentum, instantly engulfed Chi Lian.

"Kill me? You'll all die!"

Chi Lian roared hoarsely amidst the tornado, his voice filled with madness and disdain.

"Gurgle!"

Without hesitation, he stuffed two Blood Soul Crystals into his mouth, and his demonic flame aura surged again. Then, he quickly formed hand seals and used all his skills.

"A frenzied dance!"

In an instant, Chi Lian's bloodshot eyes turned crimson, his hair stood on end, as if he were possessed by a demon. He bared his teeth and claws, his face contorted in a ferocious state, and he went into a state of madness.

The increasingly black demonic flames acted like a miraculous elixir, instantly healing the wound and stopping the flow of sticky blood.

Immediately afterwards, it was as if his entire body was burst open by an invisible force, his muscles bulging out, making him look as ferocious and terrifying as a writhing dragon.

That's right, this is an extremely violent Xuan-level physical technique, a very powerful secret technique passed down only within the Demonic Sect.

Once this technique is used, it can cause the demonic cultivator's physical body to be explosively enhanced in a short period of time, and it also has an extremely strong healing ability.

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, the man raised both hands, like a tyrant lifting a cauldron, and a powerful aura of physical strength surged out from his body, causing the ground to crack like a spider web.

However, even though that guy's physical body was incredibly strong, the profound-level spells he used in the mid-stage of Core Formation were not so easy to withstand.

"Bang!"

The moment the tornado struck like a thunderbolt.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

With a tearing sound, Chi Lian's ripped muscles were still being torn apart by the powerful tornado, leaving blood and flesh flying everywhere.

However, the fellow showed no sign of panic.

"Hey!"

With a cold shout, he used his powerful physique to fight against the tornado while his hands moved swiftly and rapidly, his fingers interlaced, and he chanted incantations.

In the blink of an eye.

"Buzz!"

A mysterious hand seal was formed in Chi Lian's hand.

"Slaanesh's Whip!"

With a furious roar, a profound-level spell was formed from demonic flames.

Slaanesh magic is a unique skill of demonic cultivators. It can corrupt the mind of an opponent, creating false illusions of pain and pleasure, driving people into madness without their knowledge.

This is an extremely insidious method, and it is also the secret technique by which demonic cultivators can kill righteous cultivators even if they are of a higher level.

Although that guy was a lecherous old man, he wasn't stupid.

He knew that he was far behind a cultivator in the mid-stage of Core Formation, so he immediately unleashed two Xuan-rank spells.

In an instant.

The ripples conjured by Slaanesh's whip, like a ghost, silently pierced through the tornado...