The foreign monks, whether they were elders in the Tribulation Realm or the most ordinary monks, were shocked when they saw this scene.
You must know that Kui Niu is a monk who has survived the second disaster, not to mention his magical power.
Moreover, as the leader of the giant spirit clan, he may not be as powerful as the monks of the Blood River and Blackwater clans in terms of spells, but in terms of defensive capabilities alone, among the eight major clans of gods in the entire Black Mountain region, he cannot be ranked second.
People dare to recognize the number one.
But such a powerful monk turned into blood in an instant, unable to even struggle.
"how so!"
Everyone was shocked.
In their sight, that ray of light was Kui Niu's nemesis. The giant spirit clan's spells were instantly disintegrated, and Kui Niu's powerful body became like paper.
"Haha, don't worry, all of you will be like him soon."
Demon Lord Qingyun smiled slightly and pinched the magic formula in his hand again.
In the distance, the eight giant pythons opened their mouths wide, and the bloody air filled the air, wrapping their own stone slabs in them.
Wu Changqing pointed his hand, and the golden bell moved through the air and soon appeared in the center of the magic circle.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
As the golden bells continued to shake, the auras of the eight giant pythons rose steadily, reaching the top in the blink of an eye.
"Donate the essence and blood of your eight tribes and open the tomb that has been hidden for many years for me!"
Demon Lord Qingyun seems to be enjoying this bloody atmosphere.
He closed his eyes, opened his arms, and looked intoxicated.
"This man is crazy! Kill him quickly!"
The alien monks were excited. Under the leadership of more than forty ancestors of the Tribulation, they used various magical powers to attack Demon Lord Qingyun and Wu Changqing.
At this moment, the magic circle made a roaring sound, the eight stone slabs shook violently, and then bursts of rays of light of different colors appeared.
There were tens of thousands of these rays of light, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like a massive meteor shower, covering the entire Wusheng Valley and falling on the heads of the alien army of 160,000.
"ah!"
Screams came from the crowd.
In an instant, countless people turned into blood, not even corpses were left, only a vast river of blood was left!
For some unknown reason, the alien monks had no ability to resist these rays of light. Their bodies were like weak mortals, and the alien secrets they were once proud of were instantly cracked.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the colors of the glow faced by different alien monks are also different.
For example, the rays of light falling on the heads of the Phantom Clan are all pink, and the source is the pink slate passed down from their ancestors, while the rays of light falling on the heads of the Giant Spirit Clan are all yellow, and the source is also the yellow slate passed down by their ancestors.
It seems that what the eight major gods have passed down from generation to generation for tens of thousands of years is their own nemesis!
When death is imminent, many people feel sad.
Some people remembered the ancestral teaching: Do not leave the Black Mountain Territory, let alone let the eight stone slabs gather together, otherwise a disaster will come.
Originally, they all scorned and ignored these ancestral precepts. They yearned for the outside world of cultivation, and wanted to break through themselves and take a step further on the road of cultivation.
For this reason, they did not hesitate to start a war with the other five tribes and kill each other!
But in the end, this seems to have become a joke. To achieve the goal, you must do whatever it takes, but in the end it becomes a stepping stone for others.
"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"
Some people looked up to the sky and screamed, but nothing could be changed. They were soon hit by the glow, and their bodies turned into ashes, leaving only a pool of blood.
Some people wanted to rush out of the Wusheng Valley, but were blocked by an invisible force. Only then did they understand that it turned out that Demon Lord Qingyun deliberately concealed many secrets. The magic circle arranged by him had secretly covered the entire
No life valley!
In other words, he had already made plans to sacrifice everyone!
“It’s so picturesque.”
Demon Lord Qingyun was admiring the tragic situation of everyone from high in the sky, his eyes were slightly narrowed and his expression was intoxicated.
Wu Changqing's expression was complicated.
Especially when he saw those tribesmen who had followed him in the past dying in the battle one by one, he couldn't help but feel bitterness welling up in his heart. But he didn't stop him, he just sighed, closed his eyes, and didn't want to look anymore.
The glow continues to fall.
The 160,000 foreign troops were like clay figures, washed away by the heavy rain and instantly turned into nothing.
But outside Wusheng Valley, a cloud of purple clouds was flying very fast, and it didn't take long to reach thousands of miles away.
The mountains here are continuous, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The evil spirit of the Wusheng Valley has completely disappeared here, and the energy contained in the purple clouds has gradually been exhausted, and finally landed on the top of a barren mountain, with hundreds of figures appearing.
These people are the survivors of Nanxuan, but all of them are seriously injured, with weak breath and tired look.
"It should be safe here."
Liang Yan used his spiritual consciousness to check the entire mountain peak, and after confirming that there was no danger around, he asked Tang Qianzhi and others to sit down on the top of the mountain.
"The aliens won't be chasing them, will they?" Someone was worried and couldn't help but ask.
"No, I don't think that Demon Lord Qingyun and the three major foreign races are of the same mind. He is secretly scheming against the foreign races. Now that his ambitions are exposed, I'm afraid there will be a fight and there will be no time to pursue us."
Liang Yan said and distributed a bottle of elixir to everyone present.
"Let's recover some spiritual power first. Only with spiritual power can we suppress the injuries in the body."
"Thank you so much, Commander Liang, for saving me!" Tang Qianzhi looked grateful and took the elixir bottle with both hands.
"No need to say thank you. You are all soldiers who followed Liang in the Northern Expedition. You have been with me through life and death. As the commander, how can I not help you?"
After hearing what Liang Yan said, everyone was even more grateful, but when they thought about the current situation, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Thinking back to the time when a hundred thousand troops were dispatched from Huntian Ridge, they were very high-spirited and prepared to attack Huanglong. However, they did not expect to suffer such misfortune, resulting in countless casualties. Only a few hundred monks were left among the ten thousand monks who carried out the mission.
"It was me who harmed everyone." Tang Qianzhi sighed.
"Now is not the time to blame yourself. You should hurry up and recover your spiritual power. We will talk about other things later." Liang Yan said calmly.
"Um."
Tang Qianzhi also knew that the situation was urgent, and the most important thing now was to regain his strength. In such a dangerous place, every additional strength means more possibility of survival.
He said no more, and like the hundreds of Nanxuan monks beside him, he swallowed the pills in the bottle one by one, then sat cross-legged and meditated, began to restore his spiritual power and suppress the injuries in his body.
Liang Yan was standing by to protect everyone.
He kept staring in the direction he came from. Although his face was calm, there was worry deep in his eyes.
Wu Xin took the initiative to take charge of the aftermath, but Liang Yan did not refuse because he knew what the witch was capable of and should not be trapped.
But after all, she was not seen out of danger. There were exceptions to everything. If he could not see her after waiting for a while, Liang Yan would consider returning to the Valley of No Life.
Just as he was thinking secretly, the sky in the distance suddenly shook, and then a space crack opened.
A snow-white caterpillar flew out from it. It was only three inches long at first, then quickly grew in size and flew into the air.
Seeing the sky-swallowing insect, Liang Yan felt happy and knew that Wu Xin was out of trouble.
Sure enough, the insect landed on the top of the mountain, then opened its big mouth and spit out Wu Xin, Li Xiaosong, Lao Jin and others.
Liang Yan saw Li Xiaosong transform back into a white civet cat with drooped eyelids, being held in Wu Xin's arms, looking languid.
"What's wrong with Xiaosong?"
"The girl was seriously injured."
Wu Xin sighed and said: "After all, we have to stop more than 40 Transformation Tribulation Realm monks with special skills. It is a miracle that we can persist for so long. Without your Ten Thousand Demon Banners, all four of them would have died here.
"
After saying that, Wu Xin handed Li Xiaosong to Liang Yan, and also handed over the Ten Thousand Monsters Banner.
Liang Yan took away the Ten Thousand Demons Flag and carefully checked the injuries in Li Xiaosong's body, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
"What a weird spell. This should be the ancient witchcraft of the Witch Clan."
"That's right." Wuxin nodded and said, "I have also checked her injuries. This technique is weird, and various seals are intertwined in the body. I don't dare to heal her injuries easily, so I can only leave it to you."
"Um"
Liang Yan had a look of deep thought on his face. The ancient witchcraft was indeed strange. Fortunately, he had studied the "Shennong Emperor Sutra" and knew some ways to crack it.
Shennong Tuo was the "Medical Sage" and he once tasted hundreds of herbs to save people. The "Shennong Emperor Sutra" is a combination of martial arts and medical skills. Although there is no chapter specifically devoted to witchcraft, there are similar solutions.
According to his own understanding, Liang Yan took several pills to Li Xiaosong and tried to heal her injuries.
After a while, Li Xiaosong suddenly coughed violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood.
Although he is still in a coma, his face is already rosy and his breathing is much clearer. It seems to be working well.
"The injury has been suppressed, but this witchcraft is so intricate that it cannot be forcibly removed by external force. Next, we must rely on Xiaosong's own strength." Liang Yan said thoughtfully.
After hearing this, Wu Xin smiled and said, "As long as the injury can be suppressed and prevented from getting worse, with her strength, it won't take long for her to wake up."
"Um."
Liang Yan nodded and looked at Lao Jin and others.
This time it was really a fierce battle. Not only was he seriously injured, but Li Xiaosong, Lao Jin, Hong Wu, Zhao Xunzhen, and those who followed him were also injured. Fortunately, the other three were not as seriously injured as Li Xiaosong and were recovering.
It will take a few days to recover.
"Thank you for your hard work. Come back and recuperate."
Liang Yan distributed the elixirs to all three of them, and then put them into the gourd.
As soon as he finished all this, Wu Xin came over and asked with a concerned look on his face: "How are you now? Does your injury matter?"
In the witch's memory, there are only a handful of times where Liang Yan was seriously injured. To really count, it was the time when he was besieged by three sect ancestors in Yixing Pavilion, and the time when he was attacked by Luo Qing in the Qianji Demon Tower.
injured.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, I can't help it."
Liang Yan shook his head.
He has the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dragon" in his body. Even though he was hit by Demon Lord Qingyun's Taotie true form, he could recover as before within a short period of time.
Compared to the injury, he was more concerned about another thing now.
"To be honest, before setting off, my heavenly senses were activated, indicating that the sixth difficulty was coming. I originally thought it was these alien races, but I didn't expect that after a big battle, I still didn't sense any signs of a breakthrough."
After listening to Liang Yan's message, Wu Xin showed surprise.
"Your sixth difficulty has actually come?"
She recalled the battle just now, frowned slightly and said: "It was indeed a fierce battle just now. If we hadn't planned it properly in advance and internal strife broke out among the alien tribes, we might not be able to escape unscathed. But it was such a dangerous battle, and we didn't survive it.
Overcome your sixth difficulty?”
"Well, I feel that this sixth difficulty is different from the past. Maybe it is not a battle, but a cause and effect!"
"Cause and effect?" Wuxin was a little surprised, shook his head and said: "The theory of cause and effect originated from your human race. We demons value strength and prey on the weak, but we don't believe in any cause and effect."
"The law of heaven is conserved, and it is somehow involved."
Liang Yan sighed, and then said: "My heavenly and human induction predicts a person related to the Sixth Difficulty, and that is Nan Youyue."
"she?"
Wuxin was greatly surprised, but he immediately realized what he was doing and said with a sweet smile: "After a long time, it turned out to be your confidante, no wonder! Who doesn't love that delicate Confucian fairy? Even I am tempted when I see it. Want to
Don’t you want me to find her and make her a good pair of sisters, letting you hug her on both sides?”
When she said this, there was no trace of anger on her face. She spoke softly, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of spring color, as if she really wanted Liang Yan to enjoy the blessings of everyone.
But Liang Yan knew the temperament of this witch.
The more energetic you are, the more cheerful you will be.
If it weren't for the injuries on his body, a real magic sword would have hit him head on.
"Let's get down to business!"
Liang Yan behaved very seriously.
He glanced at Wuxin and said slowly: "In the battle at Xuantian Pass, I was injured by the saint. If Nan Youyue had not actively donated her heart and blood, I would not be where I am now. Therefore, the cause and effect of this incident was at that time
It has already been formed. Although I knew that she liked me, I did not accept this friendship, which made the cause and effect worse. I guess the sixth difficulty arises from this."
After Wuxin listened, the teasing look on his face gradually disappeared, he nodded, and his face became serious.
Of course she knew that there was nothing wrong between the two of them and she just liked to say things to tease Liang Yan. Moreover, the witch knew the importance and knew that now was not the time to be jealous. The most important thing was to find the clues to the sixth difficulty and the way to solve it.
!
Liang Yan added: "It is precisely because I know that my sixth difficulty is related to Nan Youyue, so when I heard that she was captured by a foreign race, I guessed that the sixth difficulty should be caused by these foreign races. But in
But Nan Youyue was not seen in Wusheng Valley, maybe this is the reason why I didn’t survive the sixth difficulty?”
"Um"
Wuxin nodded and muttered: "Didn't that person take out the token you gave to Nan Youyue? If Nan Youyue was not captured by the aliens, how could they have that bamboo flute?"
"This is what's strange, I can't figure it out either." Liang Yan frowned.
Wu Xin thought for a moment, and his eyes drifted not far away. The Nanxuan monks who were sitting cross-legged and meditating on the top of the mountain suddenly smiled and said: