At this moment, several sounds of breaking wind and strange lights came, and then countless figures flying in the air appeared and gathered on the top of the mountain. They were coming to revive the disciples of various sects.
The leader in blue clothes was Lin Fu, a disciple of the Tianwang Sect. He walked forward, half-kneeled to Shi Tuo and saluted, and said loudly: "Report to the master and all the immortal elders, the battle of slaying demons at the foot of the mountain has ended, can you tolerate it?"
Disciple, please report the details?"
"explain."
Shi Tuo has obviously regarded himself as the leader of this demon-slaying operation.
"yes."
Lin Fu replied respectfully.
"In this round of encirclement and suppression, a total of 2,324 demons from the Bone Clan were killed, and six decent disciples were martyred. A total of 1,986 soul clan demons were killed, and eleven decent disciples were martyred. Two
There are less than a hundred members of the clan at large, and there was no strong resistance in the above battles. This time, the demons were slain, and they won a great victory.
"Big victory."
"Big victory."
"Big victory."
All the disciples of the upright sect excitedly shouted in unison, and the atmosphere was extremely high-pitched for a while. Excited emotions and victorious smiles hung on everyone's face.
At this moment, there was a loud slap on Lin Fu's face. All the disciples were speechless and looked over curiously.
"A lot of people have run away, but you still have the nerve to come back and revive yourself?"
Shi Tuo looked at him sinisterly. Lin Fu hurriedly avoided his eyes, knelt down and said hurriedly: "Disciple, I know I was wrong. I will arrange for help right now..."
Not wanting to, Shi Tuo waved his sleeves again and said:
"Don't worry, after all, you are also my son's proud disciple. I will give you a chance to enjoy the final feast of the Demon Slaying Conference first!"
Kill the devil, kill the devil, kill the devil.
The decent disciples continued to shout excitedly, and everyone waved their magic weapons, eager to see how the last two demons died.
Hun Ming was completely unrecognizable, his flesh and blood were all blurred, and he could no longer even distinguish the positions of his hands and feet. Chu Xiong had multiple fractures, and he no longer had the strength to raise his head.
All this happened in just an instant. They had never been so defeated or so powerless. Facing the pinnacle of the Earth King Realm, they really had no power to fight back. Hun Ming's Demonic Dividing Steps only forced open the four gates.
Facing such an absolutely powerful person, there is no room to display this technique, and all it can do is attract hatred.
"Kill them and steal the soul stone."
A voice broke out from the crowd. If they didn't take action at this time, they would have no chance. The one who wins the head will get the soul stone. Even Shi Tuo would not dare to break this rule set by Bing Gu!
Huhu~
Two magic weapons, a black cauldron and a giant ax, were thrown at the two souls. It was obvious that someone was one step ahead of the shouting person.
Hun Ming watched the black cauldron getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger, and he was about to smash it down, but he couldn't move.
it's over?
Is everything coming to an end?
No, I'm not willing to do that.
I still have regrets in my heart. I haven't touched her long golden hair, I haven't found the most fragrant sweet fruit for her, I haven't picked the most beautiful flowers for her, I haven't put her in her favorite wedding veil. These...
I...have never done this! Even though I am old, I still want to do these things!
However, just when the two magic weapons were about to fall, a thin black figure jumped out and slammed into the two magic weapons.
With a loud bang, the figure knocked away the two magic weapons, and he himself was thrown away, tumbling and rolling to the side. It was Hun Xiaotian that the two of them had been worried about!
"Eye, Egong..."
"Tian'er." Hun Ming and Chu Xiong stared wide-eyed, why are you here?
The eyes of Hun Ming and Hun Ming were about to burst into flames. Hun Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and crawled over with difficulty.
"Eye...Egong...they killed...people in the village..."
Seeing the two closest people, Hun Xiaotian could not hold back the grief and fear in his heart, and just lay on Hun Ming's body and cried bitterly.
night, cliff
The trees are silent and the moon has put away its brilliance
Who in this world would sympathize with their little tenderness? They are insignificant and they deserve death because they are "devils".
Hun Ming coughed a few times and said, "Good boy, stop crying. I'll help you... beat them away."
"Good boy, please put the beads on Grandpa's neck into my hand."
Hun Ming's voice was calm and kind. He had never lost his temper in front of Hun Xiaotian, and he was never harsh in his doting on him.
"Old ghost, no!"
Seeing his actions, Chu Xiong guessed what he wanted to do, and roared hoarsely, mostly begging him.
"Brother Chu, we...have...no other way."
Hun Ming looked at the night sky and thought silently in his heart: If the sun and moon have no light, why should I open my eyes? If there is no you in the world, why should I cling to you so hard.
Ahhhhhhh
With a click, the black bead was crushed by Hun Ming, and a mass of rich black air flowed out from the bead. The black air was like a vine seed, immediately climbing up his arms, chest, and head, and then wrapped around him
whole body.
"Child, close your eyes, don't open them."
Hun Xiaotian obediently closed his eyes. He listened to Egong’s words because his grandfather was stricter, and he was still afraid of being the master in his heart. But he was the most willing to listen to Egong’s words. Ever since he was a child, Egong had never beaten or scolded him.
, and he has never been punished corporally for practicing martial arts, so in his heart, Mr. E is the person closest to him.
Hun Ming squeezed the magic formula with one hand, and the color of the world changed instantly: Hell Xuansha, Jiu Nether King, the method is unruly, the Hun clan is about to be destroyed, the disciple Hun Ming is forced to sacrifice, the emperor soul is the intermediary, and the sworn soul is
As a promise, I pray that the cultivator will come and grant me a salary...
A string of ancient and obscure mantras were uttered from Hun Ming's mouth, and he slowly floated up. The black energy that was about to be extinguished ignited his whole body again.
When the wind and rain stopped, Qiwu Mountain looked very desolate in the darkness. The stream seemed to have stopped flowing. The birds in the forest and the frogs in the field seemed to sense something. They all closed their mouths and hid in the corners, shivering.
Faintly, an ancient chant came from the distance. The voice was like a girl's affectionate call, desolate, sad and pale.
The sound was like a shepherd waving his whip in the sunset, like a strong wind blowing up yellow sand, like a totem of faith... falling into the flames.
Chu Xiong clenched his fists tightly, his tears already blurred. He knew what Hun Ming had done and what consequences he would suffer. It was really ridiculous. He even scolded him for his whole life...
Then, he bit his lip hard and held a smooth stone bone in his hands.
"But don't be complacent!"
The gloomy wind blows loudly, the ghosts cry, and the gloomy energy that surrounds the Wushan Mountains for hundreds of miles keeps gathering here. The Yin spirits of the Bone Clan and Soul Clan who just died were also summoned, and they all maintained the state they were in when they died.
, some had their hands cut off, some had their legs cut off, some had their heads missing, and some had their entire lower bodies missing. They had lost their consciousness when they were alive, and crawled in this direction with only an obsession.
Slowly, more and more undead souls and yin energy gathered, until the mountains and plains were covered.
revenge
I want revenge
Blood...my blood...
Child...my child...
The ghosts were shouting, some were swinging their arms, and some were still doing the movements they did before death. This place changed and turned into a realm, a ghost realm of absolute death.
Hun Xiaotian lay on the ground and trembled involuntarily. He felt that Er Ye should have used the forbidden technique that he had told him before. He told him that this forbidden technique could only be used in the most critical times, because once used,
I can't come back, not in this life, but... three lives and three lives.
He screamed in pain, trying to get Mr. Er to stop, but the only answer he got was the howling of ghosts and wolves all over the sky.
He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and the anger in his heart burned. Why wasn't it enough for these people to kill so many people?
No, Grandpa, I'm sorry, I must see who they are, I must know...who they are...
He opened his eyes suddenly, but the first sight he saw made him even more miserable. He saw all the people in the village, who were alive not long ago, but now they have all turned into undead.
He saw Uncle Liu who had just died, standing not far away from him. Uncle Liu had no consciousness when he was alive. He just waved his arms and shouted: Go quickly...go quickly...
The person who loved him the most since childhood took him hunting, taught him the habits of various wild beasts, and was still protecting him until his death.
There is also Mrs. Dalin. She has made all his clothes and shoes since he was a child. The three children in the family are reluctant to wear them, so they are all given to him first.
There is also Brother Dalin. Every time he goes hunting, he rushes in front of him. Every time he is injured, he always pats him on the shoulder and tells him that it is okay.
There was also Lao Litou who had been suffering from a cough for half his life. He was the only one who could recognize the strange herbs in the mountains. He never threw away his old pipe until his death.
Hun Xiaotian didn't dare to look anymore. He was afraid of seeing that familiar figure. He had already lost so many relatives and he couldn't lose her now...
"Come out!"
"My Lord of the Underworld, I am your subject, I need your help..."
Hun Ming devoutly formed his handprints and knelt down in the dark corner.
Yes, if there are demons in this world, only people who are driven crazy become demons.
Huh... the bone-chilling wind blew the entire mountain into chaos.
Aha!
A mournful cry came from the sky. The sound was like the cry of a phoenix bird before its death, sharp and harsh, dark and terrifying.
In the darkness, five fingers slowly stretched out. The fingers were huge, each one like a giant tree.
The five fingers fumbled for a few times, then bent and pushed hard, and a demon's head rose out of the darkness. This chapter has been completed!
