The forest on the mountain road was very quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on old Huixian.
The demonic cultivators took action. They could see that there was a poisonous snake spirit behind Old Huixian. Three or four demonic cultivators fiercely pounced on the master, apprentice and cobra.
Bai Yu cursed secretly, took out two big hammers from the trophy weapons in the storage bag, put on the hood and veil, and changed the color of his clothes.
Just about to take action
Suddenly, dozens of monks rushed out from the other side. They were all in the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage. They were holding weapons and magic weapons to attack and kill demon cultivators and those from aristocratic families who stole children. At last, there were still some consciences left in the righteous path of the cultivation world. There are no disciples of the big sects among the righteous men, they are just helpless cultivators, armed with various low-level magic weapons and even ordinary iron weapons to fight against the demon sect.
The Demon Sect also has monks in the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Building Stage, but their magic weapons and weapons are better than those of casual cultivators.
"The majesty lasts forever!"
The aspiring cultivators, who were treated as paupers and discriminated against in the spiritual world, rushed forward without hesitation. They yelled slogans to kill the enemy or were killed by the enemy. They used ordinary bad street spells and crudely made magic weapons. Their confidence was full of passion.
Take action when it's time to take action.
Bai Yu was pleased.
"It's not bad. At least some people still have a conscience and haven't been deceived by the so-called method of cutting off seven emotions and six desires."
Today Bai Yu got to know the Central Plains monk again.
Unfortunately, although they were large in number, their magic weapons and spells were not as good as those of the demon cultivators. In just a short period of time, several people died. It was more like they knew their own shortcomings and deliberately dragged the demon cultivators to cover and rescue the children.
It's time to take action, at least to save these monks with conscience.
He put away the hammer and took out a dark dagger that came from an unknown corpse. He lightly landed on the ground and got into the battle group to search for those foundation-building demon cultivators.
"Save the child quickly! We can't hold on any longer!"
The ones in the front who were holding back the demonic cultivators were yelling, while the ones in the back who had low cultivation levels picked up three or four children and ran away.
"Hey, a bunch of miscellaneous cultivators dare to make enemies of my demon sect, look at me."
boom
The Demonic Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage was stunned. Someone had just hit him on the head. He lowered his head and saw a broken wooden bowl rolling around. Only one of the people present was using the wooden bowl.
Old Huixian, who had just thrown out the wooden bowl and pretended to retreat casually, saw the demon cultivator looking over and immediately became kind-hearted.
"Donor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. The knife is too heavy, so it's better to put it down."
"I'll chop you to death!"
The angry demon cultivator rushed towards him. Old Huixian didn't know whether to run or surrender. He kept smiling almost instinctively, hoping to scare the demon cultivator with his indifference. He had used this trick to frighten a big snake monster a few years ago.
Suddenly, a blood line appeared on the running demon cultivator's neck, and his head separated from his body.
The body fell down, but the head was still moving forward due to inertia, and fell into Huixian's arms. Huixian held the head in his hands and his face was sallow. Due to professional habits, he kept a smile and a calm expression.
"Almsgiver, this poor monk only asks for alms, but does not change people's heads."
He quickly threw away the head and recited the Buddha's name. Next to him, Xiao Shitou was dumbfounded.
"It turns out that Master is really the best in the world!"
"It's so good, it's just a false name."
Old Huixian's performance frightened all the demon cultivators. In the foundation stage of cultivation, his body and head separated in an instant and his head automatically flew into his hands. What a terrifying spell!
Seeing that no one dared to approach, Lao Huixian showed a kind-hearted image.
Then, the heads of the demonic cultivators in the foundation-building stage fell off one by one, and some seemed to be rushing forward without realizing that their heads were missing. Then, the demonic cultivators in the perfect state of the qi-refining stage died at extremely fast speeds.
No one could see the ghostly figure clearly, only an old monk could be seen smiling and nodding.
The disciples of the Demon Sect were afraid of being killed.
"Get out quickly"
The remaining dozen or so demon cultivators dispersed in a hurry, leaving behind a dozen corpses to escape. The rogue cultivators chased for a while and then gave up the pursuit for fear of being ambushed. The demon cultivators were still very strong. Their purpose was to save the children, not to fight for their lives. Life and death.
The victorious monks came forward to greet Huixian one after another.
Suddenly, I realized that no matter how I sensed it, I could not clearly see the cultivation of Lao Huixian. Just like an ordinary person without cultivation, they all praised the eminent monk for having reached the state of returning to his original nature. They were extremely envious. Looking at his indifferent smile and kind eyes, he was definitely a Taoist. Eminent monk!
Huixian doesn't care what others say, he doesn't say a word, as long as he smiles calmly, it's enough.
I have relied on this trick for most of my life, and it works.
In the woods.
Bai Yu followed silently as he shuttled between the branches and leaves. The demon cultivators scattered and gathered in one place not long after. They were all dead during the foundation building period. Without the leader, the demon cultivators quarreled for a while and then ran towards the depths of the mountain. Bai Yu went out of his way to kill them. Kill all the leaders, so that the lower level demon cultivators will return to their lair in fear to seek a sense of security.
Running all the way to the deep mountains, the demon cultivators walked for a full day and a half before returning to their lair.
On the top of the mountain, Bai Yu observed this evil place that could be called a devil's cave from a distance.
It is very similar to the tiankeng lair in the Southern Wasteland. There is a dark cave between the mountain cliffs. There are boxes and cages piled outside the cave. There are many boys, girls and girls in the cages. It looks like a larger stronghold, with only a few golden elixir stages. Aura, no Nascent Soul and demon cultivators above it were found.
I looked up at the sky and saw that it was still early before dark.
"Rainy days are more suitable for assassinations. Well, it's raining tonight."
As if he said a trivial matter, rain is just a matter of words. It all depends on his mood. He glanced at the devil's cave and went into the forest to wait for nightfall, and hunt and devour by the way.
At night, drizzle falls.
Give up the shaky persistence of humanity deep in the soul, restore the cold-blooded and ferocious nature of snakes, and release instincts.
He wears a hood to prevent his long hair from straying, and wears black clothes for night travel. The veil covers his mouth and nose, turning into a black shadow and disappearing into the rainy night.
In the cave, a certain golden elixir stage demon cultivator was sitting in the middle of the blood pool practicing demonic skills. Bits of blood kept rising from the blood pool and penetrated into his body and penetrated into his internal organs. There were several corpses with blood drained beside the pool, and the candlelight was dim. Ghostly.
The demon cultivator opens his eyes in vain!
A slender arm wrapped around his throat and strangled him tightly, getting tighter and tighter.
It wasn't that he didn't want to use his martial arts, but that a knife penetrated his Dantian from behind and injured his golden elixir. The demonic cultivator's external martial arts was very strong, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull away the thin arms that were holding his throat.
A simplified version of the special move, entanglement.
Destroy the Dantian to seal the magic cultivator, and then strangle his neck with a special move. The demon cultivator's head is about to suffocate. His hands are scratching and claws are popping out, and his thin arms seem to have a layer of hard scales for defense.
The hooded man in black strangled his neck with one hand, grabbed the demon cultivator's forehead from above with the other hand, dug two fingers into his eye sockets, grabbed his skull, and violently broke it open!
The demon cultivator kicked his legs and waved his arms randomly. The man in black was indifferent and showed no mercy.
Click!
The struggling Jindan demon cultivator's limbs trembled and he collapsed to the ground. His soul was shattered before he could escape. The slender man in black let go of the body, pulled off the storage bag and left, and the bloody skull fell to the ground in his hand.
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