In three days, only three days, more than one million demonic mortals in the Western Continent had fallen at the exit of the plain less than a thousand miles below Shiji Ridge.
The blood on the ground flowed into a river, a river in the true sense of the word, so that the mortal demons who came later had to take a raft across the blood river and continue rushing up Shiji Ridge.
Disciples Liu Zhongxia, Qu Zhongan, and Gao Zhongwu Sanqu had been killing for three whole days. They had gone from being ruthless to being intolerable, from being unbearable to being numb, and from being numb to having demonic obstacles in their hearts. At this moment, their Taoist hearts were already on the verge of collapse.
"I can't stand it anymore! Dushou, I would rather fight with those demons! I don't want to kill these powerless mortals anymore!"
"I really can't do it anymore!"
"This is a kind of suffering, a kind of torture..."
"Are we really righteous?"
"Is Tianshi Mansion really just?"
"Why do we kill so many mortals? What's the point?"
"My sins are serious, and I am ashamed of the four ancestors!"
The entire Shiji Ridge was filled with a gloomy, dull, and questioning atmosphere, but this could not be blamed on them. After all, these disciples of the Tianshi Mansion had never experienced such a cruel battle.
"Master Hongqing! Master Hongqing!" A disciple shouted loudly: "Take us directly to fight against the heretic demons!"
After this disciple finished shouting, all the disciples shouted in unison.
What they yelled was nothing more than two things: go directly to fight the real demons of the heretics, or return to the Tianshi Mansion.
They no longer want to kill these unarmed mortals without any magic power!
But no matter how they shouted, Fang Jian didn't respond at all, so they turned their attention to Liu Zhongxia and the others.
After a stick of incense, Liu Zhongxia, Qu Zhongan, and Gao Zhongwu came to the top of the hut and bowed to Fang Jian who was sitting cross-legged above: "Meet Master Hongqing."
Fang Jian opened his eyes, glanced down, and saw that the remaining tens of thousands of mortal demons from the previous wave were crossing over on rafts, so he raised his hand and said, "Kill them immediately!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Zhongxia immediately said: "Master Hongqing, the Taoist hearts of the disciples are on the verge of collapse, and we can no longer kill them."
Fang Jian said calmly: "This is a battle of life and death, and there is no room for any kindness from women."
Qu Zhongan said: "But Master Hongqing, is it really okay to kill mortals like this?"
Liu Zhongxia said: "Yes, Master Hongqing, we have killed nearly a million mortals in the Western Continent in the past three days..."
Fang Jian sighed slightly and said: "They are all demons. Can't you see that they are here to attack the Taixu root barrier?"
Gao Zhongwu said: "But Master Hongqing, they were also coerced by those heretic demons!"
"Ha!" Fang Jian sneered, pointing at the demon mortals below who were crossing the blood river: "Look at their expressions, do they look like they are being coerced?"
Liu Zhongxia said: "The true magic of outsiders is weird. Maybe these mortals are bewitched by outside magic."
Fang Jian laughed directly when he heard this, looked at Liu Zhongxia and said, "This is all just your own sentimentality."
After saying that, Fang Jian looked solemn, pointed at the mortals below and said: "Pass on my order, any living being from the Western Continent who dares to approach Shiji Ridge will be killed without mercy!"
Fang Jian added: "If a disciple's Taoist heart is difficult to control, he can be divided into several teams and go out to kill them one by one. The disciples who stay in Shiji Ridge recite Taoist scriptures every day to stabilize their Taoist heart."
Liu Zhongxia, Qu Zhongan, and Gao Zhongwu wanted to say more, but Fang Jian raised his hand and said, "No more words, execute immediately!"
The three of them had no choice but to bow down and say: "I will obey the law."
However, at the moment when the three people bowed down, a black wind suddenly blew towards the top of the hut.
Fang Jian's expression changed, and he waved his sleeves towards Liu Zhongxia and the others. A fairy light flashed by, and Liu Zhongxia and the others were instantly sent back to Shiji Ridge by Fang Jian.
Liu Zhongxia and the others who were sent back to Shiji Ridge immediately raised their heads, only to find that the top of the loft above had been shrouded in black wind.
Fang Jian, who was enveloped by the black wind, could only see darkness in front of him. He immediately stood up from the lotus platform made of Taixu orchid vines.
But the moment he stood up, he felt empty under his feet. When he looked down, he found that the dome of the Taixu root barrier and the lotus platform had disappeared, and there was a void filled with black wind under his feet.
"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter came from the dark wind, and then a quiet voice came into Fang Jian's ears from all directions, "Master Hongqing, do you recognize me, the Black Rakshasa?"
Holding the Taiyi Golden Light Sword, the Taihuang Bell on the top of his head is shining with golden light, and the body within ten feet is protected by Yulu Xuanguang.
Hearing Black Rakshasa's words, Fang Jian said calmly: "I don't know you, please show yourself and let me see you."
"..." There was a sudden silence in the black wind. After a while, the voice of the Black Rakshasa came back again, "Don't even think about it!"
Fang Jian said: "What? You, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, are you still afraid of me, a Taiyi Xuanxian?"
"Yes." Black Rakshasa said openly and honestly: "I have heard of your name, Master Hongqing."
"Da Ming? Where is the Ming Dynasty? I'm not Zhu Yuanzhang, where did the Ming Dynasty come from?" Fang Jian said in surprise.
The Black Rakshasa was silent for a while, and then said: "Master Hongqing is really good at pretending to be confused. Why don't you guess where you are now?"
Fang Jian looked around and saw the boundless black wind. "You can't see clearly. Keep the black wind away."
"Okay." This time, Black Rakshasa was very straightforward and immediately took Black Wind away.
Then Fang Jian saw clearly where he was. Here was a huge stone formation, a huge stone formation covering an area of hundreds of miles.
Fang Jian released his spiritual energy, but it was blocked by an extremely powerful force. Fang Jian knew that this was the power of the Black Rakshasa.
As a Taiyi Golden Immortal, Black Rakshasa is much stronger than him in terms of Taoism and magic power. The only thing weaker than him is magic weapon and magical power.
So just when Fang Jian released his spiritual thoughts, he was blocked by the Black Rakshasa's divine thoughts.
The Black Rakshasa's spiritual thoughts were like an insurmountable iron wall to Fang Jian's divine thoughts.
Therefore, Fang Jian had no choice but to fly into the sky, wanting to overlook the Stonehenge from a high place.
But when he flew into the sky and reached ten thousand feet, Fang Jian felt that his eyes were in a trance for a while, and then the objects changed and the scenery moved, and when he looked again, he found that he was back to the same place.
Fang Jian's eyes narrowed and he immediately discovered the purpose of this stone formation. It was a large formation!
Fang Jian glanced in all directions, only to see black stone pillars more than ten thousand feet high standing on the ground, showing a zigzag, chaotic but strangely regular arrangement reaching into the sky.
"This is the trapped immortal array in the northern border of the Western Continent. It was set up by God King Tang Yi who wanted to use this place to imprison rebellious immortals. Later, after being transformed by Demon Lord Bo Xun, its power was even greater. Even Taiyi Jinxian entered this formation, if not
There is no way to escape the delaminated skin. Master Hongqing, I think the scenery here is not bad. Please enjoy it slowly during your lifetime. "The Black Rakshasa's voice came into the Sleeping Immortal Formation.
The next moment, those black stone pillars suddenly lit up with dazzling magic light, and then thousands of magic lights shot straight into the sky, and the power of the trapped immortal formation was completely activated and released.
...
Just after Fang Jian was sneak-attacked by the Black Rakshasa using the air-moving method and sent into the trapped immortal formation, tens of thousands of demonic mortals once again gathered under Shiji Ridge.
As the leading True Immortal Demon disciple waved his command flag, the tens of thousands of demonic mortals immediately swam across the Blood River and rushed to the foot of Shiji Ridge.
At this moment, in Shiji Ridge, everyone in the Tianshi Mansion was anxious about Fang Jian's disappearance.
Especially the Taoist hearts of these disciples were close to collapse. At this moment, Fang Jian disappeared inexplicably, which made the atmosphere on Shiji Ridge extremely restless.
"They're here again." At this time, a patrolling disciple pointed to the bottom of Shiji Ridge and shouted.
Liu Zhongxia, Qu Zhongan, and Gao Zhongwu immediately flew to the edge of the barrier and looked down. Sure enough, they saw tens of thousands more demonic mortals rushing up.
"Who will lead the people out to kill him?" Qu Zhongan asked immediately.
And the moment he said these words, he suddenly felt that the air around him fell into a dead silence.
He turned around and saw all the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion sitting there, indifferent to his words.
At this time, a disciple said: "You can't kill the head of the canal any more. If you kill everyone again, your Taoist heart will collapse."
"Yes, the head of the ditch!"
"We really can't kill him anymore at the head of the canal. Besides, I don't know where Master Hongqing has gone. We should only stick to Shiji Ridge and never go out to fight without permission!"
"The three leaders of the canal, even if we let those mortals under the barrier, it is impossible for them to break through the Taixu root barrier."
"Yes, yes, we have killed more than one million mortals in the past three days. The blood on our hands and the karma on our bodies have become extremely heavy. We cannot kill any more."
"No more killing!"
All the disciples said to Liu Zhongxia and the others.
At this moment, Liu Zhongxia and Gao Zhongwu hesitated. They did not want to kill anymore, but how could they violate the order of Master Hongqing?
Qu Zhongan decided to make one last effort and said: "These mortals are the minions of the heretic demons. Master Hongqing ordered that all living creatures in the Western Continent who dare to approach the screen should be killed immediately."
"Besides, even if we don't kill them, they will die under the heretical magic spell when they come under this screen." Qu Zhongan said.
But just after he finished speaking, those disciples said: "As long as we don't kill him, let them do whatever they want!"
"It's not that we don't obey Master Hongqing's orders, it's that our Taoist minds are now scattered and there are many demonic obstacles. If we continue to kill, I'm afraid we will all fall into the demonic way." Another disciple said.
Even Wang Zhiyue, who had just performed meritorious service a few days ago and was commended by Fang Jian's edict, looked pale at this moment and said: "Killing mortals like this is harmful to the peace of heaven. After all, we are the disciples of the four ancestors... we can't Kill again!"
Wang Zhiyue's words were immediately recognized by all his disciples. Even Liu Zhongxia, Gao Zhongwu, and Qu Zhongan were convinced by Wang Zhiyue.
Yes, they are the disciples of the four ancestral masters. The four ancestral masters are compassionate and save all sentient beings. If they continue to kill the mortals in the Western Continent, how will they be able to worship even if their Taoist hearts collapse and fall into the devil's path in the future? Facing the four ancestral masters at the grand ceremony?
"Okay!" Qu Zhongan nodded and said, "We will just stick to Shiji Ridge and wait for Master Hongqing to come back."
Therefore, Liu Zhongxia, Qu Zhongan, and Gao Zhongwu, together with their Sanqu disciples, sat cross-legged on Shiji Ridge and recited Taoist scriptures. They ignored the shouting, thunderous explosions, and bloody situations outside, and allowed those demonic mortals to Light the spell and sacrifice yourself.
