Instead of going to search for and hunt down the remaining spirits with other warriors, Xiyue held a flying scythe in her hand and meditated cross-legged beside Lester to restore the spell power she had just consumed.
Mantra power is different from magic power. Even in an environment with chaotic magic power, as long as a mantra power cycle is established, mantra power that is not affected by the environment can be quickly restored.
After a great battle, the originally beautiful magic garden turned into a broken and bloody battlefield. Evil spirits were everywhere devouring human stumps and broken arms. The flowers and plants in the garden were as messy as if they had been ravaged by a tornado. There was a thick fishy smell inside.
The busy crowd did not notice that under the Spirit Blossom Tree, a swordsman who had cut off his right arm and killed himself with his beloved sword slowly sat up in a pool of blood, and the break on the side of his neck slowly healed.
He glanced at the living people in the magic garden with his indifferent eyes, which were only black and not white. Dark red demonic energy was brewing in the broken part of the haired swordsman's right shoulder. After a few seconds, a man made entirely of materialized demonic energy appeared. The ferocious ghost hand covered with dark red slash marks replaced the original body and became the swordsman's new right arm.
Out of instinct, the swordsman used his right arm to pick up his beloved sword that was close to the withered spirit flower, and stood silently, staring blankly at the withered spirit flower that exuded spiritual light.
It was only then that a monk from Shuoji Temple saw the lone swordsman. He couldn't help but be a little frightened, and trotted closer to the swordsman.
"Didn't you commit suicide? Did you also become..."
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed through his eyes, and the scene in front of the monk's eyes began to spin. It wasn't until the moment he fell to the ground that the monk saw that his headless body was still standing firmly. The active thinking in front of the swordsman did not realize that he was actually dead.
"You... such a fast sword..."
The swordsman took a step forward expressionlessly and pressed his left hand on the monk's chest. The blood that disappeared in nature seemed to be connected to a funnel. The blood was diverted and rushed towards the swordsman's palm. Five seconds later, A withered, broken, headless skin and bones fell to the ground, becoming the first victim of the True Demon Swordsman to strengthen himself and make up for his shortcomings.
Filled with fresh blood, the swordsman no longer looked at the flower and raised his long sword.
"The killing sword... just wants to... kill people... I am not wrong."
The swordsman's mouth whispered unconsciously, but his steps turned in the direction of another living person. His speed suddenly increased, and he caught up with the poor ghost who was trying to escape in fear. He cut him in two with a sword. The victim was cut in half and his blood was quickly sucked out. Qian, received two warriors' blood replenishments, and a few more shallow magic lines appeared on the swordsman's originally pale limbs.
The other warriors saw this scene and backed away in shock.
"He is possessed by a real demon! Ordinary people are no match at all! Don't get close to him!"
"I heard Master say that during the Soul Blooming Festival more than ten years ago, in addition to the spirits and evil spirits, there was also a real demon that was raging, and was eventually exorcised by warriors. Is the real demon so terrifying? Why don't we work together to defeat it? he?"
Looking back at the juniors who didn't know how high the sky was, the powerful warrior picked him up and ran away without saying a word.
"Are you an idiot? A real demon that can kill Leed with one blow is definitely not something we can deal with! The more people there are, the stronger the real demon's combat effectiveness. If the strength is not enough, whoever goes up will die. On the contrary, it will strengthen the real demon's power. In terms of strength, this true demon can only be exorcised by characters like Karma or Lingjue. What we can do is not to cause trouble before they come!"
After running to a relatively safe rear, the warrior left his juniors behind and pointed angrily at the unconscious Nalers on the ground.
"We can't give the real demon a chance to become stronger. Move all the people who can be transferred out. You carry two and I will fight two. Hurry up! Don't be in a daze! Get out of here immediately! When the real demon becomes conscious, none of us will Can’t leave!”
"Are we really not going to stay?"
"If you want to die, just stay."
"Oh, then I'll stay and you can carry it yourself."
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New killings came again, and the commotion caused could not escape Xiyue's eyes. She had some understanding of Duolong's strength. She originally felt a little sorry for the swordsman who broke his arm and committed suicide, but she didn't expect to die. The person actually came back to life and became a terrible rumor in the master's mouth.
Xiyue's knowledge of the real demon was limited to the master's brief description, but she already knew how terrifying the real demon was.
The concept of [True Demon] comes from an ancient legend in Ionia. Because the material realm and the spiritual realm are too closely connected, evil spirits condensed by human negative emotions are often produced in the spiritual realm. These are everywhere. Wandering evil spirits sometimes possess humans, and sometimes they attach themselves to certain dead objects in the spiritual realm.
After a long period of alienation in the spiritual realm, evil spirits attached to dead objects will evolve into spirits that are less threatening and will actively attack humans.
The evil spirit attached to a living creature will produce two results. One is due to the lack of own will and strength, being affected by the evil spirit and rapidly degenerating into [the evil spirit turns into a pseudo-demon].
The characteristics of evil spirits are derived from the spiritual realm to the material realm, allowing people to transform into evil spirit entities that eat human flesh and blood in a short period of time. Such evil spirit entities are called [pseudo-demons], and they infect humans during the Soul Blooming Festival. Evil spirits, those who wreak havoc and eat people everywhere are [false demons]. False demons are more harmful than spirits, but far less than real demons.
Another result is that the evil spirit lurks in the human body for a long time, slowly blends with the human body and consciousness, and continuously absorbs the negative energy belonging to humans in the parasitism of the soul. This process is called the "demonization process". Demonization The length of the process is related to the strength of the parasitized host. The stronger the host's strength and spirit, the longer the incubation period [demonization process], and the stronger the ability to become a real demon in the end.
After the [Demonization Process] reaches a certain level, through double mutations in the spiritual realm and the material realm, the parasitized human being will split into incomplete demonic souls at the soul level. Once the demonic soul appears, it will directly suppress the original consciousness. , controlling the body instead of the host's consciousness, and growing rapidly in the constant killing. This process is called "True Demonization", until the host's original consciousness and soul are completely absorbed by the split demon soul, and the brutal demon soul becomes It will become the sole master of the body, and the host will be in despair.
The complete true demon will not only inherit all the fighting abilities and fighting consciousness of the host, but also strengthen its own fighting ability through demonic energy, constantly learn, and achieve immortality by sucking blood. It is a very terrifying enemy.
After guessing that she was no match for the real demon swordsman, Xiyue became a little anxious. She also didn't know why the two people who went to the spiritual realm hadn't come back after solving the mutation in the blooming spirit tree. If the demon swordsman When you come here, you can't just take your man's body away, right? What if he couldn't get back into his body?
The screams from the distance let the girl know that the Magic Garden had become the most dangerous place.
"Protect Master Lingjue together! Maybe Master Lingjue can deal with the real demon after he wakes up!"
Xiyue turned to look at the place where the sound came from. A group of warriors were coming one after another. .
Although quite a few people escaped, there were still more than twenty warriors who spontaneously stood up and guarded Lingjue, which surprised the girl.
To be able to gather so many people's hearts, this spiritual master is indeed quite capable.
"It is our duty to protect the balance! The devil is just ahead, there is no room for retreat!"
"Yes! Just now, Master Lingjue, who stopped the spirit-exploding disaster, was guarding us. Now it's our turn!"
"Despite defeat, it is glorious! Live to die! For Presidence! For Ionia!"
Speaking the simplest language, the warriors held weapons in their hands and charged resolutely towards the slowly approaching swordsman.
The middle-aged warrior at the head was holding a wooden three-pointed spear. After taking a step forward to accumulate power, the spear tip rose from bottom to top like a dragon king breaking out of the sea, and stabbed towards the swordsman's chest with a sonic boom that ripped the air. .
Behind him, there were several experts who were good at using long-range weapons to cover the warrior. The fusiform darts and strong bows and crossbows were aimed at both sides of the swordsman's body, and they began to bombard the swordsman's body indiscriminately.
Seeing that the three-pointed spear was about to penetrate the body and kill the real demon, he heard a "Puch" sound. The warrior stared blankly at the long knife that had pierced his abdomen at some point. In a daze, he saw the broken sword again. The dropped gun head was hovering in the air and falling. It turned out that the gun head had been cut off long ago.
"you……"
"die."
With a twist of his right arm, the long knife that had entered his body was instantly pulled out horizontally, and a large gash was opened directly to the left side of his stomach. The internal organs and intestines, which had been twisted into mud by the demonic energy and the blade, flowed out in a clattering manner. Blood spilled all over the floor,
The warrior couldn't help but feel a little sad when he thought that he had been practicing hard for more than 20 years but could not hold on for even one round.
Looking at the left hand that had reached towards his head, the warrior closed his eyes with regret and died.
The next second, arrows and darts hit the swordsman's body one after another, tearing the clothes that had some holes in them into strips. A few powerful crossbows successfully stayed in the swordsman's body, and the powerful The force of the impact made the swordsman take two steps back, failing to absorb the monk's blood.
"Let's not attack him yet! Just use long-range weapons to attack him!"
Seemingly unaware of his situation, the swordsman casually pulled out the long-range weapon inserted into his chest and lower abdomen after the blood shock (the blood stained on the blade was shaken off), and let the bow arrows and darts fly towards him again. The demonic patterns on the body squirm, and the dark red demonic energy rolls,
The wound began to heal slowly. Faced with the overwhelming attacks, the swordsman suddenly sheathed his sword, pressed down slightly with his front body, his ghostly right hand was holding on the handle of the sword, and the tiger's mouth lightly pressed the sword, and the overflowing demonic energy began shrink.
Just a gesture, the warriors more than 20 meters away felt their scalps numb, and a fatal pressure hit their faces.
Soon, an experienced old man recognized the move the swordsman was about to use.
"Leave him quickly! This is the famous unique skill of [Killing Sword Style] [Drawing Sword Slash] that has been lost! Get back!"
Hearing this, everyone luckily broke free from the shackles of pressure and retreated without hesitation.
Seeing that everyone was about to leave, the real demon swordsman took a half step with his right foot.
The bright sky in the Magic Garden dimmed instantly, the plants whined under the pressure of the wind, and the world was silent for a moment.
The next second, the long sword was unsheathed,
The red sword light formed by the condensation of dark demonic energy came out from the blade with billowing demonic energy. The five-meter-long wisp of demonic energy rolled in, which was breathtaking.
Including the long-range weapons all over the sky, everything along the way was like fragile grass and mustard, being crushed into pieces by the violent sword energy. The sword energy flew towards the direction of everyone's retreat without mercy,
Several warriors who were half a beat too slow to react avoided the situation and screamed as they were swept away by the sweeping sword light. It was as if they were thrown into a meat grinder. The warrior's body was not even broken. For two, it was ground into a bloody mist. If you look closely, every small piece of demonic energy that makes up the sword's light is a sharp blade like a bone scraper.
It wasn't until the demonic energy dissipated that the sword light swept away the devoured blood essence and returned to the swordsman's body. The surviving warrior looked at his companions who had died without a burial place with lingering fear, and there was a look of fear on his face. The fighting spirit is palpable.
Even if someone could see that the real demon swordsman was in a semi-weak state after the explosion, they did not dare to take the opportunity to counterattack, but silently took two steps back again.
In the silence, the swordsman, who had been frozen on the spot for a few seconds, suddenly took steps, drooped his right hand holding the sword, and slowly approached the crowd.
Everyone's psychological defense completely collapsed. It was more like a massacre than a battle.
"Where is Karma? Where is he at this time? Only he can get rid of the real demon, right?"
"He... he must still be in the Palace of Eternal Existence. If we stay here, we can only become the blood food of the real demon and make the real demon stronger. Otherwise..."
"We can't all die here, run."
No one knew who said the timid words, and in fact no one refuted it, but there were still people who remembered why they stayed here.
"But Master Lingjue, how could he..."
"He is so powerful, there must be a way. If he never comes back, we can't stay here forever..."
"..."
The absolute suppression of strength caused most of the warriors and warriors present to lose their courage. As the first person turned around and fled, the remaining warriors gritted their teeth and joined the ranks of the escapees. In the end, only four people still chose to stay. .
"Master Lingjue has been kind to me. I can't just leave like this. The worst I can do is give my life back."
Xiyue, who had been silent all this time, recognized that the speaker was a middle-aged female fighter who was good at physical skills and was saved by spiritual sense in the previous battle.
"Since I promised Lingjue to protect him when he goes to the spiritual realm, I must keep my word. After living for such a long time, I cannot break my promise. Young people can escape without practicing martial arts, but I am Zhang’s old face cannot be lost, nor can the spirit of the warrior be lost.”
The other old man who spoke moved his body and glanced at the other two young people, then looked at Xiyue who seemed like an outsider and smiled kindly.
"Girl, I know that you stay here to protect this young disciple, and you are also infatuated with it. This last step is left to you. I don't know whether Lingjue and this handsome disciple can survive, but I will give it to you. Old Bones can still drag it on for a while..."
Seeing Xiyue nodding, the old man looked at the female fighter.
"Sister, I will go first in a moment and give this evil demon a five-shot whip. If I die, then you will go. We are older, so we should give young people more opportunities first. What do you think?"
The woman nodded and agreed with the old man's statement, and the other two young people also had respect and admiration for the two elders who volunteered to sacrifice themselves.
Perhaps this is the 'grand master's style' that every warrior pursues.
Nodding, the old man faced the real demon swordsman Duolong alone ten meters away. With a calm expression, he hit Duolong's naked chest with a right kick and a powerful left jab, followed by a back kick. flash.
As if frightened by the old man's attack, the swordsman stopped and tilted his head in confusion. He didn't know whether he was physically attacked or his personality was insulted.
Seeing that he was not taken seriously by the young man, the aloof old man suddenly became furious and raised his right leg, which was ready to go.
"Hey! Evil! Look at my pine cone flicking the lightning whip! Five consecutive whips!"
After being hit several times by the old man on the crotch with the whip leg, the real demon swordsman raised his right arm expressionlessly, like an executioner about to execute the execution.
The old man stood with his head held high, glaring at the demon in front of him with no fear in his eyes.
"I didn't dodge, and I won't dodge! If you want to pass, just step over my body!"
A perfect horizontal cut made the old man's head fly into the air. Although he lost his head, the old man's body was still blocking the front of the real demon swordsman. His body standing steadily was like an immortal monument.
As soon as the swordsman raised his left hand, a flying knife came towards him and bit into his chest.
"It's my turn!"
The female fighter who threw the throwing knife rushed directly to the other side. After realizing that the real demon swordsman had not followed, she turned closer and threw a throwing knife at the swordsman's head again, hitting the center of the eyebrow.
This time, the real demon swordsman's attention was completely attracted by the female fighter. The female fighter turned around and ran away without hesitation. But as soon as she opened her legs, the real demon swordsman shook his arm and threw the weapon in his hand. , spinning rapidly under the blessing of demonic energy, the long knife like a knife blade split the female fighter's body, then circled and flew back to the swordsman's hand.
Witnessing the scene where the female fighter was instantly killed by the real demon swordsman, the white-clothed warrior who had been lingering at the border lamented, and took one last look at the female warrior who was willing to guard in front of another man. He sighed in a low voice and gave up on the pointless With persuasion, he turned and left silently.
"You could have left, but you were willing to stay for him. Who am I without any position?
The mantis's obstruction was meaningless. Following the old man, the rest of the people became dead souls under the True Demon Swordsman's sword. Even their energy and blood became the nutrients that nourished the body. The True Demon Swordsman's momentum became more and more powerful. .
Under the absolute suppression of strength, the so-called delaying time has become a joke.
Staring at the real demon swordsman Doron who was absorbing the fused blood not far away, the girl made a decision in her heart considering the apprentice her master had just accepted.
"Master, I'm afraid Xiyue will not be able to continue to carry the heavy responsibility of carrying forward the Kirigakure style. However, with my junior sister's talent, she is definitely better than me and more suitable to inherit the sect. No matter how bad it is, there are junior brothers who can take care of you, master. Master, you said that in one's life, , only deep love and loyalty cannot be let down. Master is willing to dedicate his life to his master Yinlong and live in seclusion in the mountains to create a sect. Xiyue is also willing to guard this place for the love of his life and never leave.
At this moment, it is time for Xiyue to fulfill her promise. "
Looking back at the man I recognized,
The man still closed his eyes and remained in a state of trance, showing no sign of waking up. Xiyue clenched the flying sickle in her hand, took one last longing look, and turned back firmly to face the surging demonic sword. scholar.
She is his last shield before the sun rises.
"Liszt, if there is another life, will you still catch me who is clumsy?"
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