The sword turned into the breeze and swept across the vast world.
All that was left was a piece of land with huge cracks scattered in all directions, winding and twisting, exuding a faint sharp aura.
A few breaths after the Qingwei sword flew through the air, in the already quiet world, a stream of light suddenly came from the sky and fell in the blink of an eye.
The person who came was dressed in a white robe that was not stained by dust, and his black hair fell down around his waist. He looked like a handsome and elegant immortal.
His eyebrows were like the snow on the top of a mountain, handsome and clear. His eyes faintly glanced at the cracked earth under his feet, and he stretched out his slender palms with even bones and flesh, and gently brushed the void.
The aura here was indeed the demonic aura he had felt rising into the sky above Chaomu Town before.
However, in addition to the golden elixir demonic energy, there is also a sharp aura left here.
Even though these two breaths were slowly dissipating, he could still feel the slight sting from that sharp breath.
It seemed that the golden elixir demon cultivator was killed by this sharp aura.
Even the true spirit was completely wiped out.
A hint of thoughtfulness flashed across the pale brows of the man in snow-white robes, but only for a moment, all this thoughtfulness was forgotten.
It doesn't matter, as long as it is confirmed that the golden elixir demon cultivator has died.
Why waste time and energy thinking about the rest.
The man nodded seriously, waving his sleeves and a stream of wind curling up between heaven and earth, dispersing all the remaining breath.
No more traces could be found.
After dealing with the problem of the atmosphere of the world here, the man in the snow-white robe glanced in the direction of Chaomu Town. His handsome face, which had always been expressionless, was still expressionless.
He just blinked and headed towards Chaomu Town.
Morning and evening town.
A breeze passed through the void and fell into the sword box behind the young man.
Lingchu frowned slightly if he realized it, and the hands that used the Liangyi Sword to kill the demon paused imperceptibly.
Just now, she caught something strange in her consciousness.
He glanced back at Jiang Yanzhi, who was not far away from him. His eyes first paused on the simple and inconspicuous sword box behind him, and then glanced at the flying sword held in Jiang Yanzhi's hand.
This flying sword is not the flying sword Jiang Yanzhi used just now.
Although the quality is also not low, both the aura fluctuations and the spirituality are far inferior to the black flying sword just now.
There was suspicion in his heart, but Lingchu had no intention of asking.
This kind of thing is not something she can ask.
What's more, she doesn't care if people use whatever flying sword they like.
Lingchu knew very well the principle of not meddling in other people's business, and also knew the fault of talking shallowly and deeply, so he just glanced at him and then looked away as if nothing had happened.
He focused wholeheartedly on the monster in front of him.
Without the leadership of the Golden Core Demon Cultivator, most of the remaining monsters are only in the foundation-building realm. Even though the number is far more than the number of human monks in Chaomu Town at this time, they can't stand up to the human race. There is still a Golden Core Cultivator. The existence of the ancestors of the Tian family.
Even though the ancestor of the Tian family was seriously injured, wherever his body passed, all monsters and beasts were killed.
Wherever he went, a large area of the place was instantly cleared by monsters.
As a result, all the monsters involuntarily ran away in the opposite direction of the Tian family ancestor.
Lingchu and others, as well as the remaining monks in Chaomu Town who were still capable of fighting, were only responsible for encircling and suppressing the monsters fleeing in other directions.
At this time, the army of monsters was already distracted, like a plate of loose sand. Under the power of the ancestor of the Tian family, they completely lost the mood to resist and only thought about escaping. Even if they were extremely powerful, they could only use two or three of them. point.
Under such circumstances, the situation of the human race in Chaomu Town was excellent.
Everyone does not want any monster to escape from Chaomu Town. As long as one escapes, it is not known whether this one will pose any threat to mortals outside Chaomu Town.
Not to mention, in just a few short hours, a lot of the flesh and blood of the Chaomu Town human race had been contaminated in the hands and mouths of the monster army.
Blood feud may not be available to everyone, but the hatred and anger in that atmosphere will not be lessened at all.
Almost all the human monks who were still able to move were biting the monster in front of them and wouldn't let go. Even if they couldn't kill it, they would have to delay it for a while.
As long as these monster beasts are held back, their death will not be far away.
In such a mood, for a while, not many monsters could successfully escape from Chaomu Town, and the monsters that successfully escaped from Chaomu Town faced encirclement and suppression by Lingchu and others.
The five people each occupied a direction, and Qingkong and Qingluan rose into the sky to ensure that no fish slipped through the net.
In just half a quarter of an hour, no monster has successfully escaped within a hundred meters of Chaomu Town.
Among the five Lingchu people, except for Jiao Zheng, the remaining four are all good in terms of means and techniques. In the realm of foundation building, they can be said to be crushing existences in the same realm.
For example, Qin Mo, although his cultivation level is not the highest, he is very proficient in fire skills. Moreover, the flames of the messenger on his body seem to be not simple, and are extremely powerful. Ordinary foundation-building monsters often cannot resist Qin Mo's fire. flame.
Let's talk about Mo Huai. Although Mo Huai is just a casual cultivator, he can cultivate to the foundation-building realm as a casual cultivator, and he can still survive in the beast tide. His methods must not be simple. He only saw a slap on his left hand. The large silver carved bell was shaken gently, and the monster in front of him swayed like a drunken man. The whisk in his hand was wrapped around it, and gradually penetrated into the skin and flesh, leaving bleeding threads.
As a sword cultivator, Jiang Yanzhi did not use other magic weapons, but relied on a flying sword in his hand. Wherever the sword light passed, everyone was stunned, but there was no trace of blood on the sword.
It reminds me of a saying that kills one person in ten steps and leaves no trace in a thousand miles.
No, it should be to kill a monster in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles.
As for Lingchu, he practiced the supreme method of the Sanqing Dao Sect. He has extremely strong spiritual power, and has magic weapons such as Lei Ze Divine Seal and Liang Yi Sword in his hands. Even if he does not use the two qi of life and death in his Dantian, he can kill Killing monsters is also extremely simple.
Closing his eyes slightly, Lingchu felt the increasingly thick blood-evil aura between heaven and earth, as well as the vaguely affected thoughts in his dantian, and gritted his teeth gently.
As early as when he fell into the demon city, Lingchu discovered that such a tide of beasts was a quick way for Lingchu to contain the evil energy and transform it into death energy.
At that time, Lingchu didn't have any deep feelings, he just felt a little sad and heavy.
However, standing in Chaomu Town at this moment, recalling in his mind what he had seen before, the monster beast devouring human corpses one by one, suddenly, a faint hesitation rose in Lingchu's heart.
