Hearing the word demon, Lan Sheng seemed a little stunned, thinking repeatedly about who the demon mentioned by senior brother Du Ce was, Ye Hua? Youlin? Or is there someone else?
Youruo's delicate face and her slightly childish voice came to mind: "Even if Lan Sheng leaves, we will still be close friends. I will look for you in the world in the future."
Lan Sheng was in a daze when Master Yunxu had returned from Tianyun Palace. Lianbu came to her side and said, "Lansheng, Zhuling and I need to leave for a while. You can wait for us to come back at Rising Sun Palace." Then. He waved his hand towards Zhuling and asked her to prepare for the trip.
"Master, I want to go too!"
Lan Sheng grasped the mahogany sword beside him, stood up and rushed in front of Yunxu Tianzun, wanting to see who the demons Du Ce mentioned were.
Immortal Yunxu was about to reject Lan Sheng. Seeing Lan Sheng waving the mahogany sword randomly from side to side, this temperament really didn't make people worry. Leaving her alone in the Rising Sun Palace would definitely cause trouble. After much hesitation, he decided Take her with you.
"Then you go and get ready." After saying this, Master Yunxu returned to his room.
With the permission of Master Yunxu, Lan Sheng was so happy that she returned home and started to pack her belongings. I looked around and found nothing to bring, so I just threw in a few pieces of underwear.
"Senior Brother Du Ce?" Lan Sheng picked up the baggage and went out, and saw Du Ce pacing in the courtyard.
Du Ce bowed his hands towards Lan Sheng, with an optimistic and cheerful smile on his face, and said cheerfully: "This time the demon clan is in large numbers, Master ordered me to go and help, and I would like to come down the mountain with you."
Du Ce's master is the head of Yuntian - Yunsheng Shangxian. Yunsheng Shangxian once went down the mountain to experience a calamity. When he returned to Yuntian, he took Du Ce as a child. Since then, he has always taken good care of Du Ce. So far, he only He took in a disciple of Du Ce.
This time, because Yunsheng Shangxian had to sit in Yuntian and coordinate the overall situation, Du Ce came to seek refuge with Yunxu Shangxian in order to find a few people to accompany him down the mountain.
Lan Sheng rolled his eyes, and then continued to ask, "Where are we going?"
"Falling Dragon Valley." Du Ce's voice was still cheerful, and he mentioned a place name that Lan Sheng had never heard before.
Rumor has it that the Immortal Realm once launched a war of genocide against the Dragon Clan. The last battle took place in Falling Dragon Valley. After that, the Dragon Clan disappeared from the human world.
While Lan Sheng and Du Ce were talking, there was a slamming sound of the door closing behind them, and Zhuling and Yunxu Shangxian had already packed up.
"Senior brother just sent a message to Master. He is also falling into the Dragon Abyss. You can see senior brother later."
Zhuling came close to Lan Sheng and whispered in his ear, and involuntarily stepped on her feet, with a hint of shyness hidden in her joy.
"Really?" Lan Sheng jumped up and down excitedly, and the baggage in her hand flew up.
Yunxu Shangxian had a gloomy face, and put a hand on Lan Sheng's head with a "pop" sound, which made her quiet down.
After calming down, Lan Sheng reacted in shock, there is such a technique as sound transmission?
Then he insisted on learning from Master Yunxu, but because of his insufficient cultivation, Master Yunxu poured cold water on him.
But thinking that as long as he knew the sound transmission technique, he could send a message to Chang Ling. On the way to Falling Dragon Valley, Lan Sheng clung to Zhu Ling without giving up, and was quite disappointed when he learned that Zhu Ling didn't know much either.
"Senior Brother Du Ce, can you teach me the art of sound transmission?"
Lan Sheng cast his eyes on Du Ce, and then murmured in a low voice: "You probably don't know how to do it either. You had to rely on sword control when you were looking for the master."
Du Ce seemed a little embarrassed when Lan Sheng asked about the sound transmission technique. He coughed twice and hesitated: "This... I'm not very skilled yet."
Du Ce's qualifications were mediocre and he was not a good candidate for cultivating immortals. His daily cultivation relied on hard work and hard work. The sound transmission technique is quite laborious, and the farther the distance, the more laborious it is. Du Ce cannot use it too much, so in many cases, he has no choice but to run around with a sword, or rely on carrier pigeons to convey messages.
The stars were changing, the ground was covered with silver frost, and it was already late at night when we arrived at Falling Dragon Valley.
Viewed from a high place, Falling Dragon Valley is a dark gap, with straight cracks in the ground that are thousands of miles long, as if it had been torn apart by a sharp weapon.
Du Ce went down the mountain this time to coordinate material supplies. As he approached the Falling Dragon Valley, he parted ways with Yunxu Shangxian and went to the camp in front of the valley alone. Yunxu Shangxian took Zhuling and Lan Sheng to the Falling Dragon Valley to check the situation. .
Now there are Yuntian flags on both sides of Falling Dragon Valley, and under the flags stand Yuntian disciples holding magic weapons. This is the flag formation used by Yuntian to trap demons.
There is a Dharma bell at the top of the flag. The clear ringing sound contains an aura of awe-inspiring power that makes people hesitate to hear it. The blue flag exudes a faint golden light. The golden lights are connected to form a huge network, sealing the entire Falling Dragon Valley tightly. .
The Yuntian disciples under his banner were in full formation, ready to deal with the demonic soldiers breaking out from the bottom of the valley.
Immortal Yunxu carefully inspected the flag array in Falling Dragon Valley. The arrangement seemed messy yet organized, and the layout was clever. He nodded with satisfaction and returned to the camp in front of the valley with satisfaction.
All Yuntian disciples bowed and saluted when they saw Master Yunxu. Master Yunxu just responded slightly and strode towards the main tent. Zhuling hesitated for a moment and then followed in, while Lan Sheng saw Chang Ling in the distance directing his disciples to set up formations and drills. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he sneaked over.
As the last group of disciples dispersed in front of Chang Ling, Lan Sheng rushed out from the corner and covered his eyes: "Guess who I am."
"Lan Sheng?" Chang Ling's tone was slightly questioning, but he didn't expect the master to bring her here.
With a deliberately evil smile of "hee hee", the person behind him let go of his hand. Chang Ling looked back and saw that it was Lan Sheng.
Lan Sheng pulled out the long sword on his back and whirred: "Am I powerful?"
This sword was given to her by Immortal Yunxu before he came down from the mountain. Lan Sheng named it Xingyue Sword.
The scabbard of this sword is made of copper, and the blade is engraved with simple and exquisite patterns. It shines with a cool light under the moonlight. It is a good sword of extraordinary quality. For Lan Sheng, what excites her the most is the exquisite appearance of the sword. Seeing Chang Ling again, she can't wait to show off her heroic sword dancing skills.
"Pfft", Chang Lingling was delighted, held back his laughter and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Lan Sheng really impressed me."
Lan Sheng put away the Xingyue Sword and thought for a while. He felt that Chang Ling was making fun of him and was very annoyed.
Just as Lan Sheng was babbling and grabbing Chang Ling to mess around, all the disciples knelt down, and then Chang Ling also pulled Lan Sheng to kneel down. The disciples saluted respectfully: "Tianzun."
The person who came was none other than Yuntian Tianzun, who was in retreat at the Babel Tower. He figured that the fall into the Dragon Valley was not a trivial matter, so he came out of seclusion to help.
The elders of Yuntian gathered around Tianzun Yuntian. After a while of discussion, they decided to divide the disciples into three parts.
Yuntian Tianzun and Yunxu Shangxian each led a group of disciples to penetrate into the Falling Dragon Valley from the east and west sides to attack the demon army. The remaining disciples followed Chang Ling to guard the flag formations on both sides of the Falling Dragon Valley to prevent the demon soldiers from breaking out from the flag formation.
In the early morning of the next day, thick fog filled the Falling Dragon Valley. Accompanied by the sound of the Dharma bell, Yuntian Tianzun and Yunxu Master led their disciples towards the Falling Dragon Valley.
In the flag formation, Lan Sheng looked at Chang Ling with a worried expression: "Chang Ling, will Ye Hua and You Ruo be in Falling Dragon Valley too?"
"Not here."
After receiving Chang Ling's affirmative answer, Lan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, a burst of air-piercing sword energy struck, hitting the golden net formed by the flag array with a "boom~", and Ye Hua came.
Seeing Ye Hua again, Chang Ling looked solemn, stood up, and drew his sword: "Disciples, form an array to meet the enemy."
"Yes!" All Yuntian disciples showed off their magical weapons and stood guard outside the flag formation.
There are many demonic soldiers attacking the formation, and the flag formation will be damaged under a prolonged attack. Chang Ling weighed it and pulled Zhuling: "Zhuling, the flag formation is in danger, take some disciples into the valley to seek rescue from Tianzun and Master. "
At the same time, the vanguard of the magic soldiers began to attack the flag formation.
In Falling Dragon Valley, the shouts of killing resounded through the sky. Disciples kept falling down, and disciples kept coming up to meet them. All the limbs and arms were flying on the battlefield, like a purgatory on earth. This tragic scene frightened Lan Sheng out of his wits, and he watched the two armies fighting in front of him.
"Don't be afraid, Lan Sheng, Chang Ling is protecting you." Chang Ling gently caressed Lan Sheng's eyes, and the familiar golden barrier once again covered Lan Sheng. Then Chang Ling flew up to meet Ye Hua, feeling cold in an instant.
"Only protect the flag formation, don't rush in."
Chang Ling's cold orders came from the air. At present, the defense of the flag array was empty, and they could only retain their strength and wait for the reinforcements from the brothers in the valley.
"Haha" Ye Hua sneered, surrounded by murderous aura, staring at Chang Ling fiercely, full of anger: "I spared you last time, why don't I cherish it?"
"Yuntian and the demons are at odds with each other." Chang Ling stood in the air holding a sword, his clothes and belt dancing in the windless air under the strong spiritual power.
Ye Hua stopped replying and quickly flashed in front of Chang Ling, fighting with Chang Ling. The sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly.
Chang Ling's cultivation was weaker than Ye Hua's, so the fight became increasingly difficult. He relied on the awe-inspiring aura of the flag formation to barely block Ye Hua's offensive.
All the disciples on the ground were also fighting fiercely with the demon soldiers, and both sides suffered casualties.
"Senior brother, it's not good, evacuate quickly!" Zhuling looked anxious and shouted to Chang Ling at the top of her lungs.
A huge evil energy came from the valley and hit the golden net of the flag formation, causing the golden light to shine brightly.
"Bang~~Bang~"
The sound of the magic bell exploding was intermittent, the golden net began to show cracks, and the flag array was on the verge of collapse. Chang Ling felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
At the critical moment, Chang Ling suddenly gained wisdom and made a secret in his hand, and the golden net disappeared. The aura of awe, the aura of evil, and the spiritual power mixed together and rushed towards Ye Hua just above the entrance of the valley.
Ye Hua couldn't dodge and flew straight out like catkins in the strong wind.
"Hu~" A voice broke through the air, and a figure rushed out of the valley and attacked Chang Ling.
Chang Ling dodged sideways and used his long sword to fight back. Just when the long sword was about to penetrate the man's body, another evil object flew out from the valley and hit the sword.
"Crack" the long sword broke in response. The man took the opportunity to help Ye Hua and fled quickly.
