The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 243 Is it qualified?
Qiu Hong was startled and quickly condensed a spiritual power shield to barely block the sudden attack.

"Sir Saint, what do you mean?!"

Qiuhong's face suddenly changed and she asked harshly.

Meng Wan did not answer. She raised her left hand and lifted up the long table between them. She moved her body slightly and instantly approached Qiu Hong.

Her moves are simple and sharp, but they contain a heart-pounding pressure that brings a strong sense of oppression.

Although Qiu Hong was in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, she was defeated step by step under Meng Wan's violent attack.

The two men fought fiercely in the small space, and the air waves generated by the collision of spiritual power shattered the surrounding tables and chairs.

Even this humble house was not spared.

He Xianzhi was horrified watching from the side, but did not step forward to intervene.

He is not as stubborn as Qiu Hong, but it is not bad to take the opportunity to see Meng Wan's strength.

Meng Wan was very fast, and each of her attacks accurately hit the weak points in Qiu Hong's defense.

There was a flash of horror in Qiuhong's eyes. Is this the combat power of the Son of God?
He was able to use his cultivation level of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment to fight against her, a cultivator of the fifth level of Golden Core, without being at a disadvantage.

But at the moment Qiuhong lost consciousness, a strange blood-colored mist spread out and instantly enveloped Qiuhong.

Qiuhong only felt that the scene before her eyes was distorted and her mind was in a trance, as if she was in a sea of ​​blood.

Then, with a "slap", the crisp sound of slapping resounded throughout the room.

Qiuhong was knocked over in the air and fell heavily to the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Meng Wan then retracted the mist and slowly walked up to Qiu Hong, looking down at her miserable appearance with a cold smile on her lips.

"Now, do you think I'm qualified?"

Qiuhong only felt a burning pain on her cheeks and a bloody taste in her mouth.

But she didn't dare to harbor any resentment. Meng Wan's attack just now seemed fierce, but in fact it left room for her.

If not for this, she would have been seriously injured by now. How could it be as simple as being slapped in the face?
An intense feeling of fear instantly swept through her body, and she realized that she had seriously underestimated the strength of this young saint.

"Holy Son, please spare my life! I know I was wrong!"

Qiuhong quickly stood up, knelt in front of Meng Wan, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

Seeing this, He Xianzhi, who was standing by, became even more wary of Meng Wan.

Sure enough, those who can become the Son of God are all monsters.

For them, killing enemies of higher levels is as easy as breathing or drinking water.

He Xianzhi did not dare to hesitate and quickly knelt down to express his loyalty, "The Holy Son has unparalleled magical powers. I am willing to follow him until death!"

Meng Wan felt quite happy when she saw the two men surrendering.

When she had fought with Ling Wu before, she had seen Ling Wu use fog magic, which allowed him to change the fog into thousands of shapes.

Recalling that she had roughly learned a martial art called "Blood Mist Sutra" in the Blood Palace.

So on the way to the Meng family, Meng Wan took the time to study this technique and figured out several uses of the blood mist.

At the moment, it seems that both turning the blood mist into a cage or integrating the blood mist into the illusion are good.

Meng Wan smiled faintly, "Get up, it's good to admit your mistakes. Remember, I, Meng Wan, don't need anyone to question my actions."

"Yes! I will remember this!"

Qiuhong and He Xianzhi quickly stood up, lowered their heads and dared not look directly at Meng Wan.

Meng Wan nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered, "Gather all the disciples in the base and act immediately."

Near the Xuanyin Sect's stronghold, a restless atmosphere surged like an undercurrent.

The foundation-building disciples no longer practiced on their own as usual, but walked around frequently, with strange and excited lights flashing in their eyes.

It seems like something big is about to happen.

Naturally, this kind of unusual movement could not escape the spies stationed here by the Jinyun Sect.

The Xuanyin Sect had set up a base here and had almost completely identified the Jinyun Sect's secret agents. Conversely, the Jinyun Sect's people had also discovered the Xuanyin Sect's base long ago.

It’s just that both sides have always been cautious, which is why they can live in peace and maintain superficial peace.

But at this moment, with the unusual movements of the Xuanyin Sect disciples, this delicate tranquility was broken.

The monks of Jinyun Sect began to become alert, and a feeling of uneasiness spread among the crowd.

They didn't understand why the Xuanyin Sect suddenly made such a big move.

Although there have been frictions between them and the people from the Xuanyin Sect stationed here over the years, there has never been a large-scale conflict.

Once a full-scale war breaks out, both sides will suffer losses and it will benefit no one.

However, before they could figure out the reason, the people from Xuanyin Sect had already gathered quickly and came to kill them.

Leading the way were two Jindan managers, Qiu Hong and He Xianzhi. They had cold eyes and exuded a murderous aura.

Following closely behind were more than a hundred foundation-building monks.

They all looked excited, as if they were infused with some fanatical belief.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, Fellow Daoist He, what do you mean by this?"

Elder Zhang, the head of Jinyun Sect, asked in a stern voice with an imperceptible tremor.

He really couldn't understand why the other party was so confident.

Aren't they afraid of both sides suffering losses?

Qiu Hong sneered, "What do you mean? Of course I'm sending you off!"

Before she finished her words, she took the lead in attacking, and a sharp sword energy went straight towards Elder Zhang.

He Xianzhi followed closely behind, and a ghost knife cut through the void, making a sharp whistling sound, and headed straight for another Jindan elder.

"kill!!"

Upon seeing this, the foundation-building cultivators of Xuanyin Sect immediately rushed forward and engaged in battle with the people of Jinyun Sect.

The light of spells and spiritual weapons instantly intertwined into a gorgeous web of death.

Although the monks of Jinyun Sect fought hard, the people of Xuanyin Sect were like chickens with their blood pumped up, and were not afraid of death.

The metallic clanging of swords, the roar of spells exploding, and the roars and screams of the monks intertwined into a terrifying symphony of death.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy.

People kept falling down wailing, while others rushed in shouting.

The last Jindan cultivator of Jinyun Sect was a white-haired old woman.

Seeing the fierce battle, she was about to intervene, but suddenly she felt her hair stand on end.

The white-haired old woman subconsciously leaped forward, then looked back.

I saw a blood mist rising from where she was originally, and a figure slowly emerged from it.

"I kept you waiting."

The blood mist dissipated, and Meng Wan's figure was completely revealed.

She was wearing a black dress, which made her skin look whiter than snow and her eyebrows and eyes look like a painting.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and her whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

The white-haired old woman's pupils suddenly contracted and she recognized the person at a glance.

She finally understood why the people of Xuanyin Sect were so confident - with the Holy Son of Demon around, they did have the capital to do so.

"Meng Wan!"

The white-haired old woman uttered the name through gritted teeth, her voice full of fear and hatred.

Remembering the sect's instructions, she hurriedly took out a jade talisman and crushed it.

(End of this chapter)