Somewhere within the ranks of the Holy Puppet Sect, Bai Suyuan's clothes were completely stained black with blood, the half-wet fabric clinging to her body, highlighting her exquisite figure. Even her pearl-like white earlobes were adorned with ruby-like blood scabs.

However, most of the bloodstains on her belonged to the cultivators of the Ten Directions Pavilion. Many were also from the Holy Puppet Sect members splashed from the side. Only the wound on her right arm was a result of a sneak attack from a sinister Ten Directions Pavilion cultivator.

That strike had originally aimed for her heart, but at the crucial moment, the peach talisman given to her by Bai Fengyi took effect, injuring only her arm and saving her life.

She retreated to the center of the crowd, swallowed the last pill for restoring her mana, and silently cultivated its medicinal power. Contrary to her initial fear and unease, her heart was now strangely calm.

Before, whether she was being chased by the possessed Old Ancestor Bai Songshi or experiencing the killings during her cultivation journey, they were all small-scale, localized skirmishes. Compared to the current purgatory scene that resembled a meat grinder, they were simply too easy and carefree.

She possessed excellent aptitude and had experienced the warmth and coldness of her family since childhood. Her nature was not that of a delicate young girl. The bloody battle now ignited the cold and resolute side of her personality. The constant fighting had even loosened the bottleneck in her cultivation that had been stuck in place.

Bai Suyuan believed that if she could survive this time, she would definitely be able to break through smoothly as long as she went into seclusion for a decade or so.

However, could she still survive this time?

A hint of gloom flashed in her beautiful eyes as she looked up towards the high sky.

In the sky above ten thousand zhang, a huge hole, a hundred zhang wide, had opened up amidst the dark clouds, stretching out for thousands of miles, with a majestic aura.

Within the hole, sword energy surged like ten thousand dragons rolling against a wall, stirring up the heaven and earth spiritual energy into chaos, constantly tearing the void, and emitting bursts of deafening thunder.

Through the hole, one could see a snow lotus flower shadow so large that its entire shape could not be seen, slowly rotating. Petals flew out, with scattered white light gathering on them, shining like stars, emitting waves of shocking power.

A huge sword shadow was propped up in that starlight, constantly emitting "铮铮" sharp sounds, but it could not press down and could not break through the snow lotus flower.

The two were deadlocked.

Yun Ni, like a lotus flower, stood gracefully in the center of the flower shadow, forming hand seals, and constantly emitting intoxicating singing from her mouth. A pink color had risen in her eyes, and she seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy morning light and flower shadows, making people fall in love at first sight, making people forget themselves.

As her singing continued, countless barefooted women kept leaping out from the pistil, jumping and leaping on the snow lotus petals, flying into the high sky.

Above the entire cloud layer, a huge scroll unfolded in a hazy light, with hundreds of barefooted women, with colorful ribbons around their waists, flying and dancing. Some were like peacocks spreading their tails, some were like phoenixes looking back, some were holding the pipa, some were with skirts flying... It was a beautiful scene.

If ordinary people were to see this scene, even just a glance, their souls would directly leave their bodies and fly into the scroll, becoming a nutrient for those flying women.

Even cultivators, if they were too close, as long as their minds were unstable and their Taoism was not deep enough, their fate would not be much better than that of ordinary people. At most, they would last a little longer, but in the end, they would inevitably be scattered.

In the high sky directly in front of the painting, Lu Ji was still standing alone with his sword.

His clothes were smooth and flawless, and even under the blowing of the strong wind in the high sky, there was not a single wrinkle.

His whole person looked no longer like a person, but like a rigorous but extremely sharp sword. It seemed that no wind in the world could stir up even a ripple on his body.

His eyes did not even look at the painting in the high sky, but kept staring at Yun Ni in the snow lotus flower shadow. A layer of faint pink color had risen in his left eye, but his right eye was still clear as before, without any change.

Thousands of miles away, above the sea, a nine-star golden sword more than a thousand zhang long shone brightly in the high sky, slashing down towards the scarred-faced man on the sea.

The void vibrated where the golden sword passed, and among the layers of golden sword shadows, dots of blazing white light appeared, as if surrounding a dazzling golden starry sky.

"It's enough for you to brag about dragging me down for so long with just two True Immortals, it's just that you don't have the chance." The scarred-faced man's clothes were mostly broken, but a sarcastic smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

With that, he waved his palm, and a wide black flag as tall as a zhang appeared in the center of his palm.

There were many damages on the flag surface, and in the center was embroidered with golden threads in vortex-shaped patterns, surrounded by ancient runes, emitting waves of amazing and powerful aura.

He held the flagpole tightly with both hands, and after chanting for a while, he waved it violently.

"哗啦啦"

The wide flag surface of the black flag surged violently like waves on the sea, hunting and响, and the runes embroidered on it flew out of the flag surface, releasing dazzling golden light, covering half the sky.

At the same time, the golden vortex on the flag surface also seemed to come alive, one after another rotating violently, directly flying out of the flag surface, stirring up a violent storm in the air.

The starry sky shadow wrapped around the golden sword immediately felt an extremely powerful attractive force as soon as it approached these vortices, and large swaths were swallowed into the vortex.

As the starry sky continued to decrease, the power emanating from the Nine Star Golden Sword also weakened more and more. When it truly landed on the black flag, the sword body had shrunk to less than a hundred zhang, only causing a burst of vibration on the flag surface, and was shaken back.

Lin Jiu raised his hand to catch the golden sword flying back, his body involuntarily staggered, feeling that the consumption of immortal spiritual power was too great, and it was now a little difficult to operate.

"How is it?" He turned sideways and asked behind him.

"Almost... You recover first." Bai Fengyi stood up with a pale face and said.

When she joined forces with Lin Jiu to attack the scarred-faced man, the other party deliberately sold a flaw, luring her to attack, but she was hit in the left shoulder by the other party's golden ring magic weapon. Although she was protected by a treasure and did not hurt the root, the immortal spiritual power around her body suddenly dissipated, and she could not mobilize it for a while.

Fortunately, Lin Jiu protected her in time, so that she had a chance to breathe and was able to take pills to recover from her injuries.

At this moment, the sleeves on her left shoulder and arm were completely shattered, and even the placket on her chest was torn open a lot, revealing a piece of crystal clear and tender skin.

Under the water blue tube top in front of her chest, there was also a layer of white ribbons, which forcibly suppressed the majestic scenery that should have been on her chest.

She exchanged positions with Lin Jiu, came to the front and confronted the scarred-faced man, while Lin Jiu took out two pills and threw them into his mouth, and fully蕴化the medicinal power in them.

The scarred-faced man snorted coldly, and was about to fly forward, but the expression in his eyes suddenly changed, and he turned his head and looked towards the direction of the main island of the Holy Puppet Sect.

After a slight groan, he waved his hand and put away the black flag. The light of遁 shone on his body, and his body disappeared from the spot, instantly fleeing far away.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Bai Fengyi didn't care to call out to Lin Jiu, and hurriedly chased after him.

If she can't hold this person back, and let him have the opportunity to join forces with the man with the sword, then the master Yun Ni will be in danger.

However, with her True Immortal cultivation base, how could she catch up with a Golden Immortal? The scarred-faced man had already come to the man with the sword in an instant.

Seeing the flying spectacle in the high sky ahead, a trace of vigilance flashed in the eyes of the scarred-faced man, and then looking at the strange scene in the eyes of the man with the sword, he uttered a strange low reprimand.

"咄..."

The sound of his low reprimand seemed to be transmitted from the depths of his throat, extremely deep but extremely penetrating.

When the man with the sword heard this sound, the pink color in his left eye immediately flashed, and retreated like a tide, and both eyes turned clear at the same time.

He took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand suddenly掠, and the other hand pointed from the sword body, and suddenly a series of snow-white sword qi surged out of the long sword, turning into white游龙缠绕the sword body, constantly surging.

This style seems to be骤起, but it has actually been蓄积for a long time.

Just now, he had been brewing the attack first, but at the key moment of launching, he accidentally hit Yun Ni's secret technique, so he failed to use it for a long time, and he had been suppressing it until now, but it was precisely because the suppression time was too long that the蓄势on the sword body was even more fierce at this time.

A clear dragon roar came!

I saw a snow-white sword qi as long as a thousand zhang, tearing the void like a slash from the high sky, and those white游龙缠绕on the sword body suddenly漲大百倍, and they all蜿蜒扭动着 towards Yun Ni.

Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds were激变, the狂风呼啸, the dark clouds涌动, and thousands of游龙若隐若现穿行其中, the声势浩大至极.

Yun Ni, who was in the shadow of the snow lotus flower, saw all this in her eyes. Although her face did not change, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

If it is an ordinary Golden Immortal realm cultivator, being consumed by her "Illusory Maiden Flying Sky Picture" to the point of losing their spirits, they would have already lost their minds. Even if they were not controlled by her, they would be reduced to puppets that could not move, and would have no more power to fight.

But the tenacity of the man with the sword was really beyond her expectations. Although it seemed that he had been hit by her secret technique just now, he had sealed his six senses in the first time to protect his mind.

Even without the scarred-faced man interrupting, she would need at least half a quarter of an hour to barely imprison him.

If this move succeeds, she can free her hands and repel the scarred-faced man first, and the crisis here may be resolved.

But now...