'These few are mediocre in cultivation, and their physical bodies are too frail. They're only fit to have their souls extracted and refined into Six Yin Gods and Devils!'
Evil Lord turned around and waved a hand.
Twelve-winged Heavenly Centipede phantoms pounced out, instantly shattering the protective qi around the bodies of the several Sword Immortals who still wanted to avenge their companions. Their faces darkened one after another as they collapsed dead to the ground—perfect materials for refining the 'Hundred Poisons God and Devil.'
'With so many materials collected this time, I'll definitely be able to finish refining that God-and-Devil Palace magic treasure. Master should reward me handsomely.'
Seeing this scene, Evil Lord felt a surge of delight.
He was like a fierce tiger plunging into a flock of sheep, entering unopposed territory and slaughtering at will.
"Go!"
"Quickly burn the sect's incense of transmission and have the elders come deal with him!"
Among the many young Sword Immortals and Sword Heroes, there were, after all, a few clever ones.
Several beams of escaping light hurriedly broke through in all directions.
A few of the more quick-witted ones had already cast spells, trying to inform the elders of their respective sects.
At that moment, Evil Lord laughed loudly. "You're only thinking of running now. Don't you think it's too late?"
His deformed subordinates sneered as well, drawing out flag after flag.
Strange rays of light emerged one after another, actually enveloping an area several mu across. Two peculiar rays, one azure and one yellow, suddenly shot out, carrying the meaning of Four Seasons Flow and Spring and Autumn Alternation. They faintly affected the flow of time around them, raised an eerie canopy of heaven, and shrouded most of the mountain peak!
"An array?"
Despair appeared on Peng Xifan's face.