The Wilderness Temple, the main hall.
Today is still the day when the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Poison God Tongue, fights against the demons.
To be fair, if you have to choose a leader among today's demon sect, the Poison God is indeed the most suitable.
In terms of seniority, strength, and power, overall, he is number one.
But who says that a demon sect must have a leader?
In the thousands of years of history of the Demonic Cult, there have been only a handful of leaders. Before Qiu Wangyu, one could even go back to the black-hearted old man who was born in the Blood Refining Hall hundreds of years ago.
There was no leader in the intervening hundreds of years, so why didn’t he come over?
How many years has the Demon Sect been in history, and how many leaders have there been to unify the Demon Sect? And almost all of those individuals are unparalleled heroes. How could you, an old poisoner, be so virtuous and capable? You are just taking advantage of the fact that there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys are kings. How dare you peek at the throne of God?
To put it bluntly, although Zhengdao has always said so from the Demon Cult and the Demon Cult, within the Demon Cult, they do not feel that they and others are really an inseparable whole.
Changsheng Hall, Hehuan Sect, Ghost King Sect, Wandu Sect, and even Blood Refining Hall...
If there is really no way to object, who is willing to let the other party ride on his head?
Although the Poison God is powerful, he is still far from being able to subdue a group of demons.
But such an opportunity is really rare in a thousand years, and neither the Poison God nor the Ten Thousand Poison Sect will give up easily.
Therefore, facing the doubts of other sects, the Poison God also showed great courage and prepared to go to the underworld.
Unfortunately, before he could make his move, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance, followed by another voice yelling: "Oh no, the Lecture Hall is on fire!"
Wan Jianyi and the others took action!
The full name of the Lecture Hall is the Holy Mother Lecture Hall, which is taken from the legend of the Netherworld Madonna expounding the wonderful scriptures on the "Great Sumeru Mountain". All living beings listen and admire, all the birds rejoice and the beasts crouch, finally making all living beings enlightened and shed tears of gratitude. meaning.
The Holy Mother of the Netherworld is one of the two major gods worshiped by the Demonic Cult. She has always been highly respected by people in the Demonic Cult. Among the temples in the Holy Land of the Demonic Cult, the Lecture Hall is dedicated to collecting all kinds of sacred scriptures. The contents are all-encompassing, and there are many It is a unique treasure, and it can be said to be the most important place for the inheritance of the temple.
This roar came, and the expressions of many people in the hall suddenly changed. Almost half of the people stood up in an instant and shouted questions. What's more, some people near the entrance of the hall have already rushed out to observe the situation.
It was a sunny day in Japan. When I looked up, I saw a burst of thick smoke and fire flashing in the direction of Our Lady's Lecture Hall. It was indeed a flood. And what's even more terrible is that there are shouts of killing coming from the direction of the Lecture Hall, and faint screams and shouts are coming, which is a sign that someone has invaded.
Some people in the main hall were ready to rush to help, and some sent people to inquire. At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from another direction. After several loud roars, a voice suddenly sounded like thunder in the clear sky, and shouted angrily. : "Some thieves have invaded the Samsara Palace!"
The Palace of Reincarnation, where the spiritual thrones of the previous leaders and top masters of the Demon Sect are placed, cannot be missed either.
Not to mention anything else, among the people sitting in the main hall, there are many tablets of their masters and ancestors placed in the Samsara Hall.
At this time, they couldn't sit still at all. About half of them rushed out of the door, one wave rushed to the Samsara Hall, and the other flew to the Lecture Hall.
Even the four holy envoys and the four sect leaders, who were relatively calm, did not move, but sent their subordinates to support them. After all, there is a statue of the Holy Mother of God at the end of the main hall, watching it with their own eyes. Even if they are pretending, they still have to show that they care about the safety of the main altar.
In just a short moment, the people who rushed out seemed to have encountered the enemy very quickly. Killing sounds, noises, and screams came from all directions at the same time.
For a moment, everyone staying in the main hall felt like they were being ambushed from all sides, and they couldn't figure out how many enemies there were.
"Could it be...that people from the Qingyun Sect are chasing us?"
An elder from the Wandu Sect who barely managed to survive on Qingyun Mountain asked in a shrinking voice. From the look on his face, it was obvious that he was scared out of his wits by the Immortal Killing Sword.
And it was obvious that he was definitely not the only one who was frightened by the Zhuxian Sword.
As soon as these words came out, they even caused a small resonance.
Seeing that the enemy has not yet appeared, there are signs of unrest on our own side. At the critical moment, the Poison God slapped the elder who spoke up against the wall with a cold gaze. He looked around and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, everyone. This is my wild temple. The holy religion has been running for thousands of years. It's impossible. …”
Boom! ! !
The slap in the face was like a tornado, coming so fast that the Poison God couldn't even wait for him to finish his words.
There were two loud bangs, and the two elite disciples guarding the entrance to the main hall were already vomiting blood and flying in.
Immediately afterwards, a gleaming white figure and a righteous green divine sword descended from the sky, directly splitting two thick palace doors, and waved openly to the demons in the palace who were hurriedly retreating. : "Everyone, I say goodbye to Qingyun. It's been a long time!"
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Naturally, the chaos on the Demon Mountain could not be hidden from Chi Yao, who had been staying at the top of the Shura Tower to look down. He even discovered the enemy's invasion earlier than the disciples of the Demon Cult.
After all, if you stand high, you can see far!
Unlike everyone in the Demon Sect who still couldn't figure out the size and purpose of the enemy, from a bird's-eye view, he knew clearly that only five people came from Qingyun Sect.
This is a heroic style that maximizes personal strength!
Especially the dash of a single man with a sword, the dashing figure of a man standing guard in the main hall, making all the demons in the main hall invincible, pushes this style to the limit.
In comparison…
His gaze returned slightly and fell on the figure lurking on a leafy tree dozens of feet outside Shura Tower.
"Asura Tower is a stronghold of the Demon Cult. There is no reason for them to leave it alone. This one is probably here to destroy it, right?"
Chi Yao's eyes were earnest and he secretly encouraged the other party, "You must stand up!"
Naturally, the green pine trees lurking quietly on the tree branches could not hear Chi Yao's cheering sound.
He was originally not willing to be the one to destroy the tower, because he felt that the other four people's tasks were to attract the enemy's attention and confront the enemy head-on, but he was the only one to steal the tower from behind. If he was lucky, he would not even fight. Neither is needed.
This positioning made Cangsong, who claimed to be second only to Wan Jianyi in strength in the team, a little dissatisfied and felt that he had been underestimated.
In the end, it was Wan Jianyi who emphasized the importance of the task of destroying the tower and explained that it was because of his strength that he delegated the task. When everyone can retreat depends on the speed of Cangsong's hands and feet, etc., and finally convinced him. he.
There were not many people guarding Shura Tower, but they were not alarmed at first.
It wasn't until Wan Jianyi rushed into the main hall with his sword alone, and the sound of angry shouts and screams could not be heard, that he attracted the attention of the disciples guarding the tower.
"what to do?"
"Our duty is to protect Shura Tower."
"But the main hall is where the Holy Mother Mingwang is enshrined. Anyway, we have no enemies here..."
Several disciples guarding the tower discussed for a while and finally decided to allocate half of their personnel to assist the main hall.
After they left, Cangsong finally found the best time to take action. The other people's swords merged into one, turning into a stream of light and flying out suddenly. In two or three flashes, he slaughtered all the remaining disciples guarding the tower, and then quickly walked Go to the Shura Tower.
To raise the sword is to strike hard!
"clang--"
The fairy sword bounced away, and a white mark appeared on the gray-black tower made of unknown material.
This chop had no obvious effect!
Seeing Chi Yao in another void at the top of the tower, he felt anxious for a while.
Let's do something, little brother!
This result obviously made Cangsong himself feel a bit stunned, but he had no time to frown. He knew very well that every minute and second he wasted here would have to be fought with the blood and lives of the other four people.
So, he didn't care about the size of the movement, and flew into the air with his sword, and started to step on the seven stars in mid-air, and muttered something:
"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder. The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"
crackling——
The originally clear weather suddenly turned gloomy, dark clouds filled the air, and thunderous snakes snaked around.
A brilliant thunder pillar as thick as a bucket suddenly fell from the sky, hitting Cangsong's fairy sword squarely.
"The Divine Sword's True Art of Controlling Thunder, kill!"
Cangsong's face turned pale, with sweat on his forehead. With one hand, the thunder mixed with sword energy struck the Shura Tower in front of him fiercely!
One of the four major sword techniques of the Qingyun Sect, it can be called the unique skill that Cansong was holding at the bottom of the box at this time. Together with the top-grade immortal sword in his hand, a dazzling brilliance burst out over the Savage Temple.
At this moment, the demon sect members who noticed the movement of Cangsong in the main hall were attacking more and more fiercely. Even Wan Jianyi was covered with wounds in many places, but he let out a long roar and blocked the demons with his righteousness. The only way out was to buy enough time for Cangsong.
The Thunder Sword Qi struck down, Shura Tower shuddered violently, and swayed in Chi Yao's expectant eyes... He held on.
Everyone in the Demon Sect breathed a sigh of relief, Chi Yao was a little disappointed, and Cangsong felt extremely guilty.
You know, Wan Jianyi was only a hundred feet away from him at this time. Although the green sword dragon was still agile, it was visible to the naked eye that it was gradually falling behind.
"ah!!!"
Cangsong let out an angry roar and walked seven steps backwards in the sky with strength!
You must know that among the four major sword techniques of the Qingyun Sect, although the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Technique is the most widely circulated, it is also extremely taxing on the body. It is second only to the one that no one has learned since the ancestor Qingye. Killing Immortal Sword Technique. Compared with the Ghost Slaying Divine Sword Technique and the Seven Star Sword Technique passed down directly from the master, it places a greater load on the caster.
In addition, although the Sword Immortal in Cangsong's hand is a top grade one from Longshou Peak, it is not at the level of a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon that is difficult to be damaged even by thunder.
Therefore, when the second sky thunder took shape, not only did the cang pine that performed the spell spurt blood from its mouth, but even the fairy sword responsible for guiding the divine thunder made an overwhelmed "crack" sound.
"go!"
With a swing of the sword, Cangsong's face turned as white as paper, and together with the broken fairy sword, he began to fall directly from mid-air.
If he could still control the first shot of the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique, then this second shot was a swan song that he did not hesitate to sacrifice 800 times!
Before hurting the enemy, hurt yourself first.
Blood, thunder and sword energy blended together under Cangsong's determination and hit the Shura Tower again.
In Cangsong's hopeful and even pleading eyes, the strange-shaped gray-black tower slowly cracked, and then collapsed!
"Brother, I did it..."
Cangsong closed his eyes happily and let his body fall freely.
Chi Yao was also overjoyed. At the moment the Shura Tower cracked, he noticed that the invisible barrier that had been blocking him suddenly disappeared.
The opportunity was too late and would never come again. He kicked away the other demon souls who were trying to get away from him and jumped out.
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The Shura Tower fell, and the eyes of everyone in the Demon Sect were about to burst. Even though Wan Jianyi had used the Ghost-Slaying Divine Sword Technique among the four great sword techniques, he really couldn't resist it. He flew into the air with his sword, and at the cost of an arm, he successfully caught Cangsong, and he and his fellow juniors began to run away.
Naturally, everyone in the Demon Sect could not allow them to come and go freely like this, so they started to surround and kill them one after another.
But what a coincidence, the collapse of the Shura Tower not only tore apart a corner of the Abyss Passage, but also caused vibrations in the earth's veins in the wild land!
Pillars of magma and fire suddenly erupted from the ground, and many disciples of the Demon Sect were seriously injured. The damage caused by them was even greater than the five people from the Qingyun Sect.
Upon seeing this, Poison God and other top masters hesitated for a moment between chasing Wan Jian and his group or rescuing his disciples, but finally chose the latter and sent only their elders to pursue them. They personally sit in the temple to prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters.
After all, this is a demon sect. What if their leaders are not here and their elite disciples are secretly killed by others, and then blamed on the Qingyun Sect or even a natural disaster?
Don't think that they can't do it, especially the Wan Du Sect, which has gradually become the target of public criticism during this period.
The Poison God really doesn't trust these so-called fellow disciples.
Since the Poison God has not appeared, and even the newly appointed leader of the Changsheng Hall, Yu Yangzi, and the leader of the Hehuan Sect, San Miao, have not taken action, then although Wan Jianyi has lost an arm and needs to take care of Cangsong, there is still no one. Can be blocked. With him as an arrow, Qingyun and the other five finally broke out of the magic mountain all the way.
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The words are divided into two parts.
The journey of Qingyun's five sons in the wilderness is now complete, and Chi Yao also faces a choice after escaping from the abyss.
That's the next step.
Now he finally figured out what identity he had after coming here.
In the previous world, he was both the demon lord and the descendant of Chi You, occupying two fates at the same time. But in this world, there is no such prototype of a character with overlapping identities, and in order not to be deliberately targeted by Heaven, his fate was also divided into two parts.
The soul corresponds to the recently fallen demon lord, and the body corresponds to another incredible identity - Shura!
Therefore, it is unrealistic for him to regain his physical body in a short time.
So if you want to survive in this world, you must either take the path of ghost cultivation that only cultivates the soul, or you must regain a body.
"So, who will be the lucky guy?"
Chi Yao looked at the five Qingyun disciples who were fleeing not far away, and the people of the Demon Cult in a mess in front of him, and smiled.
