typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter Twelve: Slaying Demons and Eliminating Demons

Chapter 12 Slaying Demons (Part 1)

This is a slightly dark alley. There is a corpse half leaning against the wall, with a horrified expression before death. His hands are tightly pressed on his chest. The clothes on his chest are wet with blood, and his chest is empty.

Qin Chaoyang was the first disciple from the outer sect of Piaoxiang Academy to arrive. He stood silently beside the body. Then, one after another, his brothers and sisters arrived and stood aside.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere became very silent.

Qin Chaoyang took a step forward and closed the frightened eyes of the deceased disciple from the outer sect of Piaoxiang Academy. He separated the dead man's hands that were tightly clenching his clothes, and his eyes widened suddenly, looking a little unbelievable.

"Senior Brother Qin, do you see anything?" asked a scholar who arrived behind him.

"He died after his heart was ripped out by the demon, but what I find strange is that not a drop of blood was left on his body. If you come up and take a look, the deceased's chest has a large opening, and a lot of blood should be pouring out and flowing to the ground.

, but the strange thing is that there is no trace of blood on the ground." Qin Chaoyang stood up and motioned to the brothers gathered around to check the condition of the deceased.

"Since the demon's purpose is to devour people's hearts, what about blood?"

"Could it be that after the demon took out the heart, it drained his blood?"

"It's possible."

"By the way, where is the deceased's magical weapon?"

"It wasn't taken away by a demon, was it?"

"That's a righteous magical weapon. Even if the demon takes away the magical weapon, it can't use it."

The crowd began to talk, Qin Chaoyang frowned, and then threw a yellow talisman into the long sleeve of his white robe. The talisman fell on the corpse and burned, and then the whole body burned like dry firewood.

Ge Di, a small black ball the size of a pigeon egg shot out from a distance.

"Be careful, everyone disperse quickly."

Qin Chaoyang shouted loudly, holding another fire talisman between his index and middle fingers and shooting towards the small black ball the size of a pigeon egg.

"boom."

A loud noise came from the dark alley. A dozen disciples standing on the outermost edge who had no time to react were hit head-on by the aftermath of the explosion. They were torn apart, blood spurted out, and their limbs were broken off.

Qin Chaoyang's pupils shrank violently and he said word by word: "Yin, Ming, Zhu."

"Yin Mingzhu, isn't that the Yin damage talisman of the Huangquan Ghost Sect?" said a white-robed scholar standing next to Qin Chaoyang.

"This is a trap." Qin Chaoyang said through gritted teeth, "We fell into the trap."

"Senior Brother Qin, look quickly."

Another white-robed scholar from Piaoxiang Academy pointed to the blood that was gradually disappearing on the ground and said in horror, "The blood is slowly disappearing and is being absorbed by the ground?"

Qin Chaoyang threw a piece of talisman paper to the ground again. The talisman paper hit a small pit one foot square on the ground. Then the fire talisman burned on the ground, but it could no longer stop the blood from disappearing into thin air.

"This is the formation." Qin Chaoyang shouted with cold sweat on his forehead: "It is the blood formation formed by the gangsters of the Huangquan Ghost Sect. Everyone quickly separated and looked for the formation. Only by destroying the formation, the blood formation will be destroyed."

If the formation breaks down without attacking, the demons will have nowhere to hide."

"Senior Brother Qin, where is the formation eye?" asked the white-robed scholar next to him.

"Uh." Qin Chaoyang finished. He didn't know where the formation eye was, or even what the formation eye looked like. He just happened to see it accidentally while browsing the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The formations mentioned in The Way of Formation.

"Senior Brother Qin." The white-robed scholar next to him called softly.

"Jie Jie."

At this time, a creepy laughter came from the clouds of resentment over Baima City, "So what if you know that this is the blood formation? The blood formation has been fully activated, and the city's

People don’t want to go out, and people from outside the city don’t want to come in. You two-legged bookcases in Piaoxiang Academy are just waiting to die, Jie Jie Jie Jie.”

"Ziz."

A huge blood shield that condensed from bottom to top suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the entire Baima City. There was a faint flow of blood on the blood shield, which reflected the entire Baima City in red, like a hell on earth.

"break."

A bell the size of a fist rushed towards the blood shield.

I don’t know which white-robed scholar Yu Cai held the magic weapon in his hand, trying to break the blood barrier in the sky as thin as cicada wings, but the answer was soon revealed.

With a "ding" sound, the bell hit the blood mask and fell apart. One of the white-robed scholars spurted out a mouthful of blood, beat his chest and feet and cried out sadly: "My middle-grade magic weapon."

"Jie Jie, despair, you three-legged cats can still hope to break the formation with your strength, so you should just obediently look for the so-called formation eye. I can remind you that the formation eye is a small red flag."

The cloud of resentment in the sky said in a cat-and-mouse tone, "At sunset, if you haven't found the center of the formation, you will be wiped out together with Baima City."

Including Qin Chaoyang, all the white-robed scholars felt a shadow cast over their hearts, and the crowd began to disperse, looking around for the formation.

After a cup of tea, a tragic roar rang out again in Baima City. When others arrived, it was exactly the same as the last corpse, with the heart removed and not a trace of blood left in the body.

"Group of two, divided into eight directions: due east, due south, due west, due north, southeast, northeast, southwest, northwest, carpet-like contraction, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find the formation; if you encounter

The demon sent a signal to the sky, and the nearby search teams dropped everything they were doing and went to the rescue."

Qin Chaoyang thought for a while and gave instructions to everyone.

"Yes, Senior Brother Qin."

The crowd dispersed again and began a step-by-step carpet search.

After one stick of incense, two tragic screams were heard at the same time. There was no time to send out a signal. As a last resort, Qin Chaoyang ordered a group of four people to start a carpet search.

What is the green-robed Taoist doing at this time?

The green-robed Taoist priest is carving a Tai Chi Bagua formation at the east gate of Baima City, using force to break it. It is a violent breaking method that one of the cultivators is one level higher than the other, or someone of the same level is holding a high-grade spiritual weapon.

OK.

The green-robed Taoist priest had a spiritual weapon in his hand, but it was a low-grade spiritual weapon. He had just witnessed the middle-grade magical weapon being torn apart in an instant. After some calculations, the low-grade spiritual weapon Qingfeng Sword would not be damaged at most.

It is basically impossible to break through the blood formation. Moreover, he only has a low-grade spiritual weapon. If this evil cultivator has other means and breaks the formation rashly, he will only sink himself.

The Qingpao Taoist Priests are not those idiots from Piaoxiang Academy who are tricked by evil cultivators, looking for some kind of formation eyes. It’s not that the Blood Soul Formation doesn’t have formation eyes, it’s just that the Blood Soul Formation’s formation eyes are special and belong to the living formation.

It is simply impossible for an eye to remain motionless in one place and allow others to search for it.

The green-robed Taoist priest guessed that in all likelihood, this formation eye is the caster himself; if not, this formation eye is not far from the caster and is within the controllable range of the caster.

Therefore, the green-robed Taoist priest planned to fight in a formation.

Soon, the searching outer disciples of Piaoxiang Academy discovered the green-robed Taoist priest who was meticulously carving out the formation. These idiots were somewhat enlightened. They knew that the green-robed Taoist priest was constructing the formation and could not be disturbed, so they immediately walked away.

Send out a signal and ask the surrounding brothers and sisters to gather over.

"Uncle Li."

Qin Chaoyang seemed to know this green-robed Taoist priest. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to the brothers around him with a look of ecstasy: "We are saved. This is Master Li from the Lotus Peak of the Beast Control Sect. He went south eight years ago.

In Zhanbuzhou, the capital of the ten sects, I had the honor to meet Master Li. Master Li was in the foundation-building stage eight years ago."

The green-robed Taoist priest painfully embedded two middle-grade spiritual stones into the Tai Chi Bagua array. The Tai Chi Bagua array carved on the ground lit up, and two Yin-Yang fish rose into the sky, emitting two rays of black and white light.

The green-robed Taoist priest's head hovers.

"Junior Xie Chaoyang has met Master Li." Qin Chaoyang held the junior ceremony and cupped his hands.

The green-robed Taoist priest ignored him at all, but turned around, stretched out his hand and said: "You saw, in order to depict this Tai Chi Bagua formation to save you, I used 8,864 low-grade spiritual stones and two medium-grade spiritual stones.

Shi, forget about the other auxiliary materials, now you can pool your share of the money."

The scholars at Piaoxiang Academy looked at each other, not knowing why, pretending to be dumbfounded.

Qin Chaoyang laughed dryly and said, "I haven't seen Master Li for eight years, but Master Li's style is still the same."

"The style is still nothing, there is no need to get close to the poor Taoist." The green-robed Taoist glared at Qin Chaoyang, recalled it carefully, and said: "You are that kid from the Qin family, your father, that old guy Qin Feng is not dead yet.

Bar?"

"Ahem." Qin Chaoyang pretended to cough dryly, and then said: "Thanks to Taoist Priest, everything is fine with my father, and he often mentioned to me that Master Li was grateful to his subordinates."

The green-robed Taoist priest said reluctantly: "What the hell, he had the nerve to mention that thing back then. He still hasn't paid back the few high-grade spiritual stones he owes me. Don't all pretend to be stupid like the poor Taoist.

, hurry up and save money, if it comes at night, even a poor man can't do anything to him."

Qin Chaoyang knew the character of this unscrupulous uncle, so he quickly took out a medium-grade spiritual stone from his storage bag and handed it to the Qingpao Taoist priest. With Qin Chaoyang, the senior brother taking the lead, Bai from Piaoxiang Academy followed

The scholars no longer pretended to be stupid, but the sales were not as generous as Qin Chaoyang's, only about ten low-grade spiritual stones.

The green-robed Taoist priest weighed the spiritual stone in his hand, and he knew in his heart that he was sure to make a profit without losing anything.

There is a saying that goes, "Eating people are soft, and taking others is short-handed." This sentence is still valid in the world of cultivation. After the green-robed Taoist received the money, he quickly performed the hand gestures like a flower and a willow, and murmured something in his mouth.

It is the art of incantation.

The black and white Taichi fish hovering above the head soared into the sky and slammed into the blood formation in the sky.

"Huh."

The cloud of resentment in the sky was startled, and then shouted: "Stinky Taoist priest, this is the grudge between the Huangquan Ghost Sect and Piaoxiang Academy, why are you meddling in it?"

The green-robed Taoist priest sneered in response and continued to recite the mantra.

The blood formation seemed to have been violently impacted, ripples appeared in circles, and some cracks appeared from the impact point of the two Taichi fish.

"Stinky Taoist, I am at odds with you." A roaring roar came from the cloud of resentment, obviously very angry.

At this time, the eight low-grade spiritual stones depicting the Tai Chi Bagua array on the ground began to slowly show signs of cracks. The green-robed Taoist priest glared at Qin Chaoyang. Qin Chaoyang understood and secretly cursed, "This Master Li is too stingy."

', and then quickly asked the surrounding brothers to replace the spirit stones.

At this time, a black-robed weirdo suddenly appeared from the ground. With a "Jiejie" smile, he raised his bony and withered palm, pointed it toward where the green-robed Taoist priest was standing, and suddenly slapped his palm into the void.

"Block him."

The green-robed Taoist priest was at the critical moment of activating the formation and could not be distracted at all. Qin Chaoyang stood beside the green-robed Taoist priest and had already been on guard, saying loudly.

Immediately, swarms of low-grade and medium-grade magic weapons flew towards the black-robed weirdo and the palm print in the void with escaping light.

"The pearls of rice also emit brilliance."

The black-robed weirdo "Jie Jie" gave a strange laugh, waved the long sleeve of his right hand, and a blood-red skull flew out from the long sleeve. The skull swelled when it faced the wind, and came first, and in an instant it grew to the size of a house.

The gaping mouth of the skull, which was as black as ink, let out a melodious sound, and the white-robed scholar in the academy suddenly felt that the magic weapon connected to his mind was cut off at this moment.

The blood-red skull suddenly inhaled, and all the low-grade and mid-grade magic weapons were sucked into the skull's mouth. The black-robed weirdo waved his long sleeves, and the blood-red skull flew back, quickly shrank, and was taken back.

Among the sleeves of the black-robed weirdo.

The palm print in the void is getting closer and closer, the green-robed Taoist priest still closes his eyes and chants the incantation, his voice becomes louder and louder, and the cracks in the blood shield become more and more obvious. This is the most critical moment.

At the critical moment, Qin Chaoyang, who was guarding the green-robed Taoist priest, hurriedly threw out a light blue small bell with three legs and four ears. The blue pendulum inside the small bell struck hard, and the palm print disappeared without a trace.

"High-quality magic weapon."

The dark green eyes of the black-robed weirdo bloomed with deep brilliance, and then he slowly raised his right foot and said, "But that's the end of it."

The black card weirdo stamped his feet fiercely on the ground, and a foot-long ravine spread quickly, heading towards the direction of the green-robed Taoist priest.

"Brothers, please give me a helping hand."

Qin Chaoyang shouted loudly, stepped on both sides of the crack with his feet, squatted down, opened his eyes wide, and glared at the black-robed weirdo, "I will be righteous with my voice, and all evil will not invade."

The fellow apprentices from Piaoxiang Academy next to him put their hands on the shoulders of the previous ones one after another, as if driving a train, channeling the awe-inspiring righteousness in their bodies, and shouted at the same time: "I will shout out the awe-inspiring righteousness, and all evil will not invade."

A red shadow appeared behind the disciples of Piaoxiang Academy and disappeared in a flash.

"No evil will invade?" The black-robed weirdo "Jie Jie" gave a strange laugh and said with a wild laugh: "Today I will let you juniors open your eyes and see what is meant by 'the Tao is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high'.

"

"Red and Pink Skull."

The weird man in black robe once again threw the blood-red skull in the black robe at the group of scholars. The blood-red skull swelled in the wind and spurted out the low-grade magic weapon and the middle-grade magic weapon that had been swallowed up just now and had been polluted.

With a "wave", the blood formation in the sky shattered like a spherical piece of blood-red glass. At this moment, a dark green "Flowing Firefly Ghost Sword" inserted into the green-robed Taoist priest silently and breathlessly.

On the back, Yang Nichang showed a smile of success.

This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next