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"Ice Demon, what happened? You've even activated the Four Symbols Formation... and it still can't trap the opponent..."

A gentle, calm voice, yet carrying a hint of surprise and solemnity, came from the depths of the Cold Palace.

Upon hearing this sound.

The Ice Demon immediately felt relieved, as if she had found her pillar of support. Her voice was filled with undisguised joy: "Qingwen, Tieluo, Mushe, you've finally arrived. That's wonderful!"

He quickly turned around and looked.

Five or six zhang behind them, in the shadow of a half-collapsed palace, three people had silently appeared.

The man was in his thirties, with regular features, a fair complexion, and no beard. He wore a blue Taoist robe, had a calm demeanor, and gentle eyes. He was none other than Qingwen, the leader of the Four Blood Servants.

The other man was tall and burly, with a shiny bald head, a bare upper body with bulging muscles, and an unnatural dark bronze complexion. He stood there like an iron tower, exuding a menacing aura; he was Tie Luo.

The last person was a sallow-faced, thin young man in a yellow shirt with sinister eyes and thin lips; he was none other than the Wood Serpent.

The three individuals exuded different auras—one calm, one fierce, and one cold—and were all clearly at the Foundation Establishment stage!

Qingwen Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, Tieluo Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, Mushe Foundation Establishment Early-stage!

The four Blood Servants of the Black Fiend Cult have now gathered!

"Senior brothers, it's said that the Black Fiend Sect has four Blood Servants, and now it seems they've gathered them all!"

Zhou Yuan spoke up at the opportune moment, reminding Liu Jing and Song Meng beside him in a calm tone, but pointing out their identities and strength.

Liu Jing's gaze swept over the four people opposite him, sensing the auras of two mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators and two early-Foundation Establishment cultivators. His face showed no fear; instead, he sneered, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"Hmph, a bunch of wicked and unorthodox people, perfect timing! Saves us the trouble of searching for them one by one! Today we'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop...!"

He comes from a family of cultivators, has exceptional talent, and has followed Li Huayuan for many years, making him wealthy and resourceful.

They were extremely confident in their own strength, and even though they were outnumbered, they were not afraid.

Across from them, Qingwen Daoist's gaze swept over Zhou Yuan and the other two, lingering for a moment longer on Zhou Yuan's calm face, and he felt a slight chill in his heart.

He maintained his gentle demeanor and asked, "The three of you possess extraordinary bearing and exquisite magical artifacts. May I ask which sect you belong to? To trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace so late at night—are you unaware that the seven sects have long established a prohibition, strictly forbidding their disciples from setting foot in the imperial city? This is a consensus within the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom. I'm afraid your actions are inappropriate."

His question, though seemingly a inquiry, was actually an attempt to stall for time.

The leader is at a critical juncture. If we can delay for even a moment longer until he emerges from seclusion, the situation will be completely different.

"Enough with the nonsense! You heretics and demons, harming your fellow practitioners and cultivating evil arts, deserve to be killed by everyone! Today is your death day!"

Liu Jing wouldn't give him a chance to delay. Upon hearing this, he roared angrily and pointed his finger!

The two gleaming silver flying needles, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, whistled sharply as they flew from the left and right, aiming straight for the eyes of the Green-Patterned Daoist! Their speed was three times faster than before, clearly indicating that they were truly enraged.

"Clang! Clang!"

Two crisp metallic clangs rang out almost simultaneously.

However, the bald, burly man, Tie Luo, reacted extremely quickly. With a roar, a thick, dark iron shield instantly blocked the two silver needles in front of Qing Wenwen.

Although the silver needles were sharp, they only left two shallow white dots on the shield surface and failed to penetrate it.

Tie Luo blocked the attack, and with a backhand, he drew a golden giant sword the size of a door from behind him. The sword had no edge, but it was extremely heavy. He swung it with one hand, creating a gust of wind, and slashed down fiercely at Liu Jing!

It is powerful and heavy, and incredibly fierce!

Liu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and the white silk handkerchief in front of him reappeared, transforming into a light barrier to defend himself.

The golden greatsword slammed heavily into the light barrier, producing a dull thud. The light barrier rippled violently, yet remained stable.

On the other side, Zhou Yuan also made a move.

With a thought, the black dragon that had been hovering beside him transformed into two dark golden streams of light, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, and rushed straight at the Green-Patterned Daoist!

At the same time, a condensed azure light shot out from his sleeve, which was the Breaking Gold Sword, and its target was the sinister yellow-robed youth, Mu She!

He fought two opponents simultaneously, wielding two powerful top-tier magical artifacts to attack the two Blood Servants!

Seeing the dark golden claws coming, the Green-Patterned Taoist dared not be careless. He flicked his whisk, and thousands of silver threads surged, wrapping around Wulongduo like living things, trying to use softness to overcome hardness and bind him.

Faced with the sharp sword light of the Broken Gold Sword, the wooden serpent snorted coldly and spewed out a foul-smelling green poisonous mist. The mist churned and condensed into small, emerald-green snakes, hissing as they lunged at the sword light.

Song Meng, of course, wouldn't be idle either; his target was the original Ice Demon.

The Blue Silk Sword transformed into a blue disc once more, unleashing countless crackling wires that enveloped the Ice Demon. The Ice Demon's body radiated intense cold, condensing into ice shields to defend itself. Urgent! A major plot twist! Watch now. However, it was clearly struggling against Song Meng's fierce offensive, retreating repeatedly.

In an instant, within the dilapidated courtyard of the Cold Palace, flashes of spiritual light erupted, and the sounds of colliding magical artifacts and booming spells filled the air.

In an instant, within the dilapidated courtyard of the Cold Palace, flashes of spiritual light erupted, and the sounds of colliding magical artifacts and booming spells filled the air.

Although Huang Fenggu's three were outnumbered by one, Liu Jing's silkworm handkerchief provided excellent defense, Zhou Yuan held his own against two opponents, and Song Meng's fierce offensive actually gave him the upper hand.

The four Blood Servants' magical artifacts were clearly inferior in quality to their opponents', and their Taoist arts were not particularly outstanding. With the superior magical artifacts and tacit cooperation of Zhou Yuan and his companions, they were overwhelmed and gradually suppressed.

Seeing that his side had a clear advantage, Liu Jing felt somewhat relieved. At the same time, he also gained a more direct understanding of Zhou Yuan's strength: "Junior Brother Zhou is indeed worthy of his reputation. No wonder he was able to kill dozens of Foundation Establishment experts of the Demonic Path on such a dangerous front line. His divine sense is powerful, his control of magical artifacts is exquisite, and he was able to suppress the opponent even when fighting two against one!"

He figured that if he were to face Qingwen and Mushe alone, he probably wouldn't be able to do it so easily.

However, just when Liu Jing thought victory was in his grasp and was preparing to give it his all to crush his opponent, another unexpected change occurred!

The four people, Qingwen, Tieluo, Mushe, and Bingyao, who were quite disheveled from being suppressed, exchanged glances, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

The next instant, the four of them retreated simultaneously, quickly closing in to form a small formation back to back.

Immediately afterwards, a dense crimson light emanated from all four of them!

This blood-red light was not a simple protective aura, but rather carried a viscous, sweet-smelling, and nauseating scent, as if it were condensed from the essence and blood of countless living beings.

The blood-red light spread and intertwined rapidly, completely engulfing the four figures and eventually forming four blood-red cocoons of varying sizes, all of which were pulsating violently!

Blood-red light flowed across the surface of the cocoon, and a twisted figure could be vaguely seen struggling and expanding inside, emanating an increasingly strong eerie aura and oppressive force.

At this moment, they actually began the process of "demonization"!

"No! They're using some kind of evil magic to transform! Attack now!"

Liu Jing, with his rich experience, immediately realized that the other party was about to use their trump card, and he absolutely could not let them complete the transformation smoothly.

He shouted sharply, and the two silver flying needles transformed into silver threads once more, frantically stabbing towards one of the blood-red cocoons.

At the same time, he formed hand seals, and several sharp wind blades roared out.

Song Meng reacted just as quickly, his Blue Silk Sword condensing into a thick blue sword beam, which he fiercely slashed at another cocoon of light.

Zhou Yuan also controlled the Black Dragon Snatcher and the Broken Gold Sword, attacking the remaining two light cocoons respectively.

All three knew that before the opponent completed their transformation and emerged from their cocoon, these blood servants were the best fixed targets, so they naturally had to seize this opportunity and unleash their full power.

Try to severely injure or even kill the opponent before they complete their transformation!

However, what happened next caused Liu Jing and Song Meng's expressions to change slightly.

Their magical artifacts and Taoist arts, whether sharp flying needles, fierce sword beams, or Zhou Yuan's seemingly indestructible dark gold claws, could only stir up bloody ripples when they struck the blood-red cocoons!

The surface of the light cocoon appears soft, but it is actually incredibly tough, containing a strange suction and resilience that disperses and absorbs most of the attack power.

After a series of storm-like attacks, the four blood-red cocoons, apart from the slight ripples of blood-red light on their surfaces, remained completely unharmed and stood in place, with the aura inside continuing to rise!

"What a bizarre and evil spell! This protective blood aura is so sturdy!" Song Meng frowned, feeling as if his blue silk sword had struck a thick layer of cowhide, making it difficult to apply any force.

Liu Jing's expression also turned serious. He knew he could no longer hold back and had to use even stronger methods, otherwise these four demons would become extremely difficult to deal with once they completed their transformation.

"Looks like I'll have to use my real skills!" Liu Jing's gaze sharpened, and he slapped his storage bag, revealing a golden talisman with intricate runes and an inner spiritual light. As soon as the talisman appeared, the surrounding spiritual energy subtly converged towards it.

Intermediate-level spell talisman - Thousand Blades Technique!

Without hesitation, Liu Jing tossed the talisman into the air, rapidly forming hand seals and chanting incantations. His magical power surged into the golden talisman like a flood.

The talisman absorbed a large amount of magical power and gradually emitted an increasingly dazzling golden light. It hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly, and exuding a sharp aura that made people's hearts tremble.

At the same time, Song Meng on the other side also let out a low shout and carefully took out a gray, ancient-looking talisman from his bosom.

Talisman!

Although it looks a bit dim in terms of spiritual energy and probably won't be used many times, a talisman is still a talisman, and its power is far beyond that of ordinary magic weapons!

Song Meng also began to gather his strength, injecting his magic power into the talisman.

The hazy light of the talisman gradually brightened, slowly transforming into a long, gray, ten-foot-long phantom spear with a cold glint at its tip, exuding a chilling aura.

Obviously.

Both of them planned to use their most secret methods to forcefully break through this strange blood cocoon defense!