Chapter 114 Keep moving forward

Chapter 114 Keep moving forward

Chapter 114 Keep moving forward
All the disciples of Sanqing Mountain who fought against these demons had a feeling;
These people are so good at fighting!
Although they are only in the first or second realm, each of their moves is very tricky, their magic power is extremely strong, and they are surprisingly cautious. Their flying swords can attack and defend, and each other's flying swords can even support each other.

In comparison, if their group of people were fighting on their own, it would probably be even more difficult if they only had the blood light and flying sword tricks while they had many other tricks at their disposal.

However, if He Si knew what these people were thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud.

The righteous way is to cultivate immortality, to seek longevity and enlightenment, to seek to be among the immortals. But what are these people doing? Cultivating demons! What they seek is killing and a chance to survive!
He Si wondered how old he was this year, twenty-five? Twenty-eight? He couldn't remember clearly, but now he looked fifty!

How many years can these righteous people live? Eighty years? One hundred years? Or, two hundred years?
How many years did he have left to live? Twenty years at most! The increase in life span brought by his breakthrough was not enough to offset the loss caused by his loss of blood and essence in refining the method.

How many of these righteous people can reach the third realm? He Si didn't know. But He Si remembered that his master had said that among the group of people who entered the underground cave, if one or two of them could reach the third realm, it would be a pleasant surprise.

The master said that the first generation was like this, and that after the Blood God Cult gained a firm foothold, subsequent disciples would not be so miserable. However, he felt that he would not be able to see the day when the Blood God Cult prospered.

These righteous people, when they were drinking and hosting banquets, they were struggling for their lives in the underground; when they were taking elixirs and refining weapons, they were struggling for their lives in the underground; when they were traveling and enjoying the scenery, they were still struggling for their lives in the underground.

He Si couldn't remember how many people died in the underground cave, but the bones and blood of those people were divided up by the survivors and refined into bone and blood pills.

The life span of two hundred years was shortened to these few decades. Since we are both in the same realm, why would I lose?
He Si stared at the back of the rock. Wang Er was the one who had followed him the longest. He would definitely chop off that man's head as a sacrifice to his younger brother.

Someone came out from behind the rocks.

Everyone's expression changed, some were surprised and some were happy.

Cheng Xinzhan walked out safely.

The disciples of Sanqing Mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

All the demons had faces full of disbelief. They all saw the wound on Cheng Xinzhan’s shoulder. Why was he not afraid of the murderous light?
After Cheng Xinzhan appeared, he quickly scanned the battlefield. Now the leader He Si was holding Xiao Miaoyu and Yu Miaoyin back, and there was also a one-armed demon who was holding Zhu He Yong and Xu Jishen back.

The remaining Zeng Jinian protected Zhu Jianmo and fought one against two, while Huang Miaoluo and Sun Miaoshu each fought against one.

He immediately made a judgment in his mind. Don't look at He Si who was able to hold back Xiao Miaoyu and Yu Miaoyin by himself. This was because his crazy fighting style made the two Taoist brothers temporarily uncomfortable. The two Taoist brothers were both outstanding people. At this time, they were just adapting to the fighting style and were not at a disadvantage. After a while, they would be able to turn the situation around.

The one-armed demon's flying sword was also very sharp, but it could only barely restrain Zhu Hexing and Xu Jishen, two Taoist brothers who were not good at fighting.

Huang Miaoluo and Sun Miaoshu have turned the tide from being at a disadvantage to being at an advantage.

Zhu Jianmo was injured, and Zeng Jinian was able to hold on by fighting one against two.

After seeing the situation clearly, he immediately joined the battle to help Zeng Jinian.

As soon as he came over, he took over a demon. Zeng Jinian immediately let go of his hands and feet and concentrated on dealing with one person. Just in a flying sword competition, as a direct descendant of Toujian Mountain, Zeng Jinian would not be afraid of people from the Demon Sect.

Cheng Xinzhan was facing Zhu Jianmo's original opponent, a first-level demon. When the demon saw Cheng Xinzhan coming, he immediately panicked - after all, he had already killed two people in a row.

Cheng Xinzhan was filled with rage at this moment. He threw out sixty-nine fire talismans, then opened his mouth and spit out. The solar fire stored in his heart surged up to the twelve floors and poured out.

With the Fire Talisman as its bones and the Bing Fire as its flesh, in an instant, a thirty-meter-long fire dragon appeared in front of Cheng Xinzhan. The Bing Fire in his heart was also infected with the dragon's might. At this moment, the transformed fire dragon was clearly visible, with its head and horns distinct and its eyes wide open with anger.

He practiced a few tricks and chanted:
"Bing Fire Yang Essence, point to the Southern Dragon, go!"

"Ang~"

The fire dragon let out a long roar and pounced towards the demon.

The dragon's might was as powerful as a mountain and as strong as the sea. The demon had been practicing underground all year round, so how could he have ever seen such divine power? At the moment, he was frightened by the fire dragon and had no will to fight, so he turned around and fled.

The fire dragon made so much noise that everyone noticed it. When they saw the demon running away, He Si started to curse.
"idiot!"

When he ran away, the formation of mutual support among the several people was broken. Originally, they were able to fight against the larger force with fewer people due to the experience gained from years of cooperation. Now they have lost two people, and if another one escapes, their advantage will be even smaller.

No matter how fast the demon ran, he could not be as fast as the fire dragon of the talisman formation. The fire dragon caught up with the demon and wrapped him up with its body. However, the blood light on the demon's body was not ordinary. It shone brightly at this moment and was able to slightly block the Bing Fire. At the same time, it was able to control the flying sword and turn back to stab Cheng Xinzhan.

Cheng Xinzhan didn't look at the flying sword, but changed his hand gestures, intensified his thoughts, and recited in a hurry,

"Red Emperor Dragon King, I entrust my descendants to obey my orders and eliminate the evil spirits. Response!"

Sixty-nine fire talismans painted with dragon seals suddenly shone brightly, and the fire talisman formation was like a chain that was suddenly tightened, instantly crushing the blood light and tightly strangling the demon.

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded.

The flying sword that was stabbing at Cheng Xinzhan fell from the air.

The blazing fire enveloped the demon. Each fire talisman flashed red light, like a branding iron, pressing tightly into the demon's body.

A large amount of white smoke rose up, and the devil's howling gradually became smaller.

At this time, the other few people had also adapted to the Blood God Cult's fighting style and gradually became proficient at it.

"Xinzhan, here!"

Not far away, Sun Miaoshu shouted.

Cheng Xinzhan immediately rode the fire dragon over. The demon was released by the fire dragon. He was already dead, with fire talismans all over his body. He turned into a charred block and fell to the ground.

Sun Miaoshu's opponent was at the second level, but he was still frightened when he saw his companion's miserable death. When he saw the fire dragon flying towards him, he didn't want to take it head-on, so he forced Sun Miaoshu back with a sword and was about to retreat.

But now he wanted to leave, Sun Miaoshu naturally disagreed, he cast a spell and chanted:
"The void has spirits, the universe borrows the power, capture!"

Cheng Xinzhan had first seen this mantra performed on Guteng Street when he was eating air, but now that it was being performed by a master of Taixu method from Ziyan Mountain, the way it was performed was naturally very different.

The fleeing demon found himself flying backwards, as if he was heading into the mouth of a fire dragon!
He screamed in despair and controlled the flying sword to stab the fire dragon. However, this talisman formation was not as simple as he thought. The flying sword stabbed over, and Cheng Xinzhan changed his hand gestures. The talisman formation suddenly dispersed again. After the flying sword passed through, it combined again and tied up the demon.

On the other side, Huang Miaoluo used her strength to send the flying bone sword flying out and deeply embedded it into the rocks. At the same time, she took a few steps forward and got close to the demon. The demon turned the blood sac into miasma to cover the female crown.

Huang Miaoluo seized this rare opportunity to get close to the demon and finally used the method she had hidden for a long time. She flipped her left hand and a teapot appeared. A light flashed on the spout of the teapot and all the blood miasma was sucked into it. While the demon was stunned, the nun stepped on the Gang step and stabbed with the sword. The sword was as fast as lightning and pierced into the demon's chest. She flipped her hand and stirred it, making a big hole.

Huang Miaoluo's sword developed a sword aura that was no less powerful than the evil light on the demon sword, and instantly killed the demon. Zeng Jinian already had the upper hand, and his flying sword was even more powerful than the demon. Before, he had to help others, but now he fought steadily one-on-one and forced the opponent's flying sword to have less and less room to maneuver, until he was in front of the demon and beheaded him with one sword.

Zhu He Rong was not good at fighting, but Xu Jishen became more and more courageous as the battle went on. His calculation skills were also used in a unique way in the fight. He was always able to judge where the flying sword would fall and help Zhu He Rong avoid it in advance. As he became more and more skilled in dodging, he also began to fight back. In addition to calculation, he also practiced the method of falling stars.

Xu Jishen sprinkled a handful of star sand into the sky, injected magic power into it, and the star sand turned into huge rocks hanging in the sky.

"Emperor Ziwei, drop the stars, descend!"

Huge rocks fell one after another, and the demon flew to avoid them, but the rocks seemed to be able to predict the demon's escape direction and always fell accurately on top of the demon.

The demon had no choice but to use his flying sword to attack the boulders, but the boulders kept falling like rain, and the demon had no time to break the boulders. He was repeatedly hit to the ground by the boulders and then smashed into a pulp.

Xiao Miaoyu and Yu Miaoyin also gradually began to exert their strength, a talisman book flipped, and a thunder bell roared. However, when He Si saw that his accomplice left the formation because he was afraid of the fire dragon, he saw the sign of defeat and kept holding back his strength. Seeing that the two were becoming increasingly unable to suppress the enemy and their companions were killed one after another, he used his flying sword to confuse the enemy, but gradually moved away from the battlefield. Seeing that all his fellow disciples were dead, he glanced at the corpse of his younger brother, howled, and then turned into a light of blood and walked away.

"Don't rush into pursuit!"

Xiao Miaoyu shouted.

After all, they were on someone else's mountain and had no idea where the traps were.

Naturally, everyone understood and did not chase after him, but gathered together instead.

"How is Miaoyuan?"

Xiao Miaoyu looked at Zhu Heyong and Cheng Xinzhan.

Zhu Heyong shook his head and said nothing. Cheng Xinzhan also remained silent.

"It was my fault."

Xiao Miaoyu said.

He felt regretful in his heart. The devil was pretending to attack Yu Miaoyin, but actually took advantage of the unpreparedness to attack Wang Miaoyuan. However, he did not see it at the time, did not stop the flying sword, and did not warn. As a captain, he felt ashamed for having such a poor vision.

"Time is also fate."

Cheng Xinzhan repeated Wang Miaoyuan's words. Looking at the whole battle, he actually had the upper hand. He was only caught off guard during the initial fight. He never thought that the Demon Cult could practice such a sophisticated flying sword technique, and the quality of the flying swords was not inferior at all. Wang Miaoyuan died in this extremely short period of time. He was hit by the flying sword's evil light, and he hadn't opened up his heart yet, otherwise he would have been very likely to be saved on the spot.

"What should we do now?"

someone asked.

Xiao Miaoyu said, "Send Jianmo back to the camp first. Jinian, you go and we will wait for you here. Talk about the devil's fighting method with the fellow disciples who haven't set out yet. We will wait for you to come back and then continue to explore upwards."

"Xinzhan, what do you think?"

After Xiao Miaoyu finished speaking, she asked Cheng Xinzhan again.

Cheng Xinzhan's performance just now opened everyone's eyes. If they didn't know, no one would think that he was just a person of the first level. He adapted to the battlefield faster than anyone else.

No wonder the headmaster cares so much about him.

Cheng Xinzhan nodded, this arrangement was very appropriate.

So Zeng Jinian took Zhu Jianmo down the mountain first, while the others hid on the spot. While recovering their magic power, they recalled the battle just now and realized their own shortcomings.

Cheng Xinzhan burned the corpses of several demons one by one - after all, he was a blood demon, so he didn't want to fake his death.

After all the corpses were burned, he picked up all the fallen flying bone swords and looked at them carefully.

The bone sword was as white as jade and glowed with a murderous light. It was indeed a good material, but it was someone else's bones and it was not convenient to refine them. He handed them all to Xiao Miaoyu. This could also be considered a military achievement. He would count them all after returning to the sect.

Huang Miaoluo was doing the same thing, using a teapot-shaped treasure to collect the blood sac.

Not long after, the guy standing on the high ground called out twice, and then he saw Zeng Jinian and Feng Jihu coming back.

Feng Jihu did not take the initiative to mention Wang Miaoyuan, so everyone knew that Miaoyuan was really gone.

Zeng Jinian said,

"After returning to the camp, I realized that all the troops had suffered heavy casualties. We, with one wounded and one dead, were the least hurt. A team of seven from Mount Wutai was completely wiped out.

"The leaders of each sect are arguing with each other now. They are all investigating the background of the Blood God Sect. They believe that the secret treasure of these demons, the Blood Pearl Flying Sword, is an extremely sophisticated treasure refining method. Although it is bloody and filthy, it is not something that ordinary demon sects can figure out. In addition, they are good at controlling flying swords, which is not something that ordinary demon sects can master. So the elders speculate that some powerful person from the righteous path has betrayed the demons."

Everyone was obviously surprised to hear this, and Cheng Xinzhan was also a little bit unbelievable. A righteous man rebelling against the devil?
"Also, when it comes to flying swords, everyone first suspects Emei. But the strangest thing is that with the temper of Emei people, if they were slandered, they would definitely make a scene. But this time, although they denied it, their momentum was very weak. Moreover, Emei was the first to come to the demon extermination this time, and a big shot like Taoist Jian was in charge, so the atmosphere in the camp is very strange now."

Zeng Jinian brought everyone an unexpected news.

Another piece of news pointed out the next path for a group of people.
"The mountain master said that as we go up the mountain and head north, there is a lot of pressure over there."

Naturally, everyone had no objections.

The group walked towards the north. There was no vegetation on the mountain, only rocks and snow, so the wind was particularly strong and howling.

Because someone had died, everyone was in low spirits. No one spoke to each other and they just searched for the devil's traces in silence. Although the desire to eliminate the devil was stronger in their hearts, the previous high spirits and excitement were no longer on their faces, only restraint and determination.

This was especially true for Cheng Xinzhan. At the time on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, he was mostly a spectator, watching the fierce battle between the Miaojiang side sect and the Southern Wasteland Demon Sect. He spent much more time in the bustling Qilihefang than on the front line.

Even on the front lines, which are the lowest level battlefields, there are often more casualties than deaths, and the wounded can recover after ten days or so and become full of life again.

The biggest casualties he saw was when he entered Rotten Peach Mountain.

But here, just as he reached the mountain, he lost his Taoist brother Miaoyuan, with whom he had drunk and admired the moon, discussed Taoism, and had gone down to the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum and to Baiyujing together. He had a bright future, but here, he was so easily stabbed to death by a demon.

This suddenly made him realize that slaying demons and eliminating evil is not just a beautiful thing that the young knight talks about, but a life-and-death battle.

(End of this chapter)