Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 78 Bullshit! [Please continue reading]

The moment the mountain-protecting formation exploded.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect did not rush in, but instead observed from the deck of the flying boat.

The four Foundation Establishment Peak cultivators were also very cautious, having learned from their previous experience.

Deep within the Blood Spirit Sect,

A gray figure appeared and disappeared in the mist, with the Foundation Establishment puppet hovering beside her.

Her gaze was fixed on Zhao Wuji in the air when she suddenly spoke: "Zhao Wuji!"

Thirty years ago, I knelt outside the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and you all said I had inferior talent and told me to go back to farming.

"Now that I've cultivated to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage using unorthodox methods, your righteous cultivation techniques are nothing more than this!"

Zhao Wuji remained silent.

Qian Lie, standing nearby, exploded: "Bullshit! A heretical cultivator is a heretical cultivator!"

Ma Rou also emerged from the blood mist, her laughter alluring.

She added, "Elder Li, how did the Yin-Yang Harmony Pill you bought at the Rift Valley black market taste like?"

Elder Li, with his white eyebrows, changed his expression: "Hmph, utter nonsense!"

"The ledgers are in my hands."

Ma Rou smiled: "Don't worry, from today onwards, the entire Eastern Region will know."

Li Changtian of the Heavenly Sword Sect is a hypocrite who not only frequents brothels but also defaults on his debts.

Zhao Wuji said in a deep voice, "Kill," and Qian Lie was the first to rush out.

"You've repeatedly invaded my Blood Sect! Who is truly the demonic one? Do you really think my Blood Sect is without anyone?"

"Son, come with me and kill these beasts!"

Old Demon Han charged out with his Foundation Establishment puppet.

The puppet emitted a hollow roar, and the dark red patterns on it shone brightly in the bloody light.

at the same time.

Li Tianran, who was watching from below, suddenly froze.

He sensed the array symbols he had left within the Foundation Establishment puppet.

The backdoor he left in the puppet's core can affect it when the puppet is activated!

It's not about complete control, but about slowing it down for a moment, or making one of its moves stronger.

He dared not directly control the puppet.

Because he could clearly sense that Han Li's powerful divine sense was controlling the puppet.

With a thought, Li Tianran slowed the puppet's speed down slightly.

The puppet that soared into the sky slowed its movements by half a beat for a moment.

Sun Bofu, who was observing the puppet, seized upon this flaw.

"Found it."

Swish!

The sharp sword energy pierced through the puppet's chest in an instant.

The sword tip pierced through the back, striking the core formation, causing the puppet to tremble violently.

"Huh? Something's not right!" Old Demon Han's pupils suddenly contracted, and he controlled the puppet to drag it backward.

Her eyes reddened, but not from crying; they were from anger.

He held the puppet as if it were an injured child, his thin arms bulging with veins.

"My dear child, Mother will take you away. After this war is over, Mother will give you a better body."

Upon hearing this, Li Tianran was at a loss for words.

This woman really treats the puppet like a daughter.

He quickly withdrew his consciousness to prevent Han Laomo from discovering him.

"Hypocrite, prepare to die!"

Ma Rou released a poisonous mist, and the dark green fog surged out of Bloodfang Valley, attempting to cover Han Laomo's retreat.

Elder Li summoned an ancient mirror, and as the mirror's light swept across it, the poisonous mist dissipated.

Ma Rou was grazed on the shoulder by a sword aura, and blood flowed freely. She gritted her teeth and retreated towards Blood Cauldron Peak.

The gap between the peak of Foundation Establishment and the middle stage of Foundation Establishment is too large.

If the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect hadn't been so cautious and hadn't dared to charge in directly, they wouldn't have even had a chance to exchange two blows.

Wang Yin stood guard in front of the alchemy furnace, not retreating an inch.

There was no fear on her face, only a hint of excitement, as she overdrawn her spiritual energy to keep the alchemy furnace running.

Her red robe fluttered in the heat, and her bare feet were scalded with blisters on the gravel, but she seemed oblivious to it.

The alchemical furnace throbbed, and the blood mist seeping from the cracks in the furnace lid grew thicker and thicker.

She narrowed her eyes, her tone full of anticipation: "Soon...soon...Sect Master, if this batch of pills succeeds, I can brag about it for the rest of my life!"

When Li Tianran saw Wang Yin's expression by the cold pool, a chill ran down his spine.

He vaguely sensed that what Wang Yin was refining in the alchemy furnace was related to the medicine he had tested before.

Could the previous drug trials have been a trap?

Could it be that the Blood Spirit Sect's plans and schemes are related to me?

If such a scene were truly related to me, I would surely die!

Let alone the Blood Spirit Sect, any Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Sect could easily kill him without a burial place.

Li Tianran dared not be careless and frantically refined the blood essence within his body.

All hidden dangers must be eliminated!

From above, they saw Han Li and her group retreating in defeat.

Elder Li sneered, "Hmph, nothing special."

The four elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect steadily pushed forward.

Qian Lie charged towards the alchemy furnace, flames churning on his greatsword: "Smash this damn furnace first!"

Sun Bofu stopped him: "Kill the person first, then smash the furnace. That woman hasn't come out yet."

Zhao Wuji stood at the back and did not participate in the frontal fight.

He remained wary of the mysterious and powerful sect leader of the Blood Spirit Sect!

His Heavenly Secret Sword Technique was constantly calculating, and his divine sense repeatedly swept over everyone on the battlefield.

He felt something was off, and paused when his divine sense swept over Chen Xiaolu.

This female disciple is behaving strangely.

Everyone was pushing forward, and everyone's emotions were clearly fluctuating.

She was unusually calm, even calmer than the four elders.

It was as if the grand and spectacular scene before her eyes was nothing to her.

However, Chen Xiaolu's spiritual power was normal, her heartbeat was normal, and there was no abnormal aura on her body.

Her background, origins, and experiences are all quite ordinary and can withstand scrutiny.

Could it be that she had been to the Blood Spirit Sect, which is why her reaction was different from the other disciples?

Zhao Wuji frowned, shifted his divine sense away, and continued to focus on other, more significant anomalies.

Li Tianran also noticed Chen Xiaolu through the crack in the rock.

She actually infiltrated the Heavenly Sword Sect's ranks?

What exactly are they plotting?!

At this moment, Chen Xiaolu, dressed in an ordinary Heavenly Sword Sect disciple's robe, stood at the very back of the crowd, her presence barely noticeable.

The battlefield was pushing forward, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were charging forward, and she was retreating.

wrong.

She wasn't retreating, she was going around in circles.

From the most inconspicuous corner, bypassing everyone's gaze, they moved step by step behind Zhao Wuji's four elders.

Li Tianran's heart suddenly clenched.

He wanted to offer a reminder, but with everyone's attention focused on the alchemy furnace at Blood Cauldron Peak, no one would pay any attention...

He could only watch helplessly as the short sword hidden in his sleeve slowly approached Zhao Wuji's back.

Zhao Wuji did not notice anything unusual.

His attention was entirely focused on the alchemy furnace.

"There must be something wrong with this alchemy furnace. Whatever the Blood Spirit Sect is planning, we should destroy it first."

now.

The Nine Swords of Heavenly Profoundness have reached the seventh sword, and their sword aura is overwhelming.

His back was wide open!

Chen Xiaolu moved!

It was a short sword, entirely blood red and covered with runes.

It wasn't a standard spirit sword from the Heavenly Sword Sect; it was her own, and her sharp sword intent surged in an instant!

The distance between her and the four elders shrank in the blink of an eye!

Thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang...

The crimson sword tip suddenly pierced Zhao Wuji's heart from behind, without any warning.

"Oh no! Scatter!!"

Zhao Wuji's sword intent froze in mid-air, amplified by spiritual power, and roared furiously.

He stared wide-eyed down at the tip of the sword protruding from his chest, blood-red, with runes flashing.

That terrifying sword energy, which had been building up for a long time, completely tore apart his internal organs and meridians!

His lips moved, but no sound came out, and he fell from the air.

Qian Lie turned around in a rage: "You wretched child!"