Dantian has a little field

Just as Lin Xu was rushing to the Sword God Sect with all his might, the Sword God Sect thousands of miles away was already in a critical moment of survival.

Ever since the Demon Sect resurfaced a hundred years ago and started a war with the five major immortal sects, the two sides have been evenly matched in these years. The five major immortal sects are not as strong as the Demon Sect alone, but their combined strength should not be underestimated. In a word, both sides have won and lost and no one has gained any advantage.

If the situation continues like this, there will be no scene where the Demon Sect besieged the Dan Ding Sect and almost wiped out the Dan Ding Sect from top to bottom, including the Grand Ancestor Dan Yuanzi.

The strength of the two sides was pulled apart only because of one person, the leader of the Demon Sect, the Demon Lord Leng Wuqing who called himself "Saint Lord".

Originally, Leng Wuqing and Zi Yang Patriarch were both in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. The two sides had fought several times over the past few decades, but they were evenly matched. Who would have thought that ten years ago, Leng Wuqing suddenly went into seclusion, and the power of the Demon Sect also shrank for a time, but ten years later, as Leng Wuqing broke through the seclusion, it suddenly exploded.

The reason is very simple, Leng Wuqing broke through, and was promoted from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to the late stage of the Nascent Soul!

Don't underestimate this level of improvement in cultivation, the strength is definitely a world of difference! The original evenly matched situation was suddenly broken. Not only was Zi Yang Patriarch not an opponent, even the five great immortal sects' supreme ancestors could not do anything to the Demon Lord Leng Wuqing.

In several battles, the five great immortal sects were all defeated, and the battle line continued to shrink after the loss of soldiers and generals. In the end, they were all pressed back to their respective sects by the Demon Sect, and it was impossible to achieve the goal of one side in trouble and the four sides to support.

Among the five major sects, Danding Sect was the weakest and Jianshen Sect was the strongest. Dan Yuanzi was not surprised that the Demon Sect wanted to destroy Danding Sect, but he did not expect that the Demon Sect had such a big appetite. While besieging Danding Sect, they also wanted to destroy Jianshen Sect at the same time, and it was the Demon Lord Leng Wuqing who took action personally. As for the other three major sects, they only sent some miscellaneous soldiers to besiege them symbolically, so that they could not come to rescue.

Demon Lord Leng Wuqing did not show up at first, but the second Jun Nangong of the Demon Sect led the team to attack Jianshen Sect, and deliberately showed weakness to the enemy to attract the elites of Jianshen Sect outside the sect.

After a day of fierce fighting, the two sides were in a stalemate. Demon Lord Leng Wuqing suddenly showed up and injured Ziyang Patriarch with a few moves, causing Jianshen Sect to lose a lot. They hurriedly retreated to Jianshen Sect and launched a full-scale defense formation to resist.

Unlike the Danding Sect, the Sword God Sect's protective formation is mainly based on killing, and it is activated by the Ziyang Patriarch, so it is extremely powerful. Even if the Demon Lord Leng Wuqing has a monstrous demonic power, he cannot break it for a while.

Seeing that the stalemate has lasted for three days, Leng Wuqing has completely lost his patience and does not intend to waste time with the Ziyang Patriarch.

In front of the gate of the Sword God Sect, on a huge golden warship, the Demon Lord Leng Wuqing stood on the bow with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the Sword God Sect disciples in the protective barrier, and his eyes were more focused on the Ziyang Patriarch who was floating between the five sword peaks and holding a translucent spirit sword to activate the protective formation.

"Bring the people up!"

With Leng Wuqing's indifferent order, more than a dozen Sword God Sect cultivators were taken to the bow. These were the Sword God Sect cultivators who were captured in the previous fierce battle. At this moment, their cultivation was sealed and they were unable to resist. They could only glare at the people of the Demon Sect one by one.

"Zi Yang, I advise you not to resist any longer! As long as the Sword God Sect is willing to surrender to my Holy Sect, I promise to forgive the past! Otherwise, when I break through your Sword God Sect, I will kill everyone in your sect!"

Leng Wuqing's voice echoed between the clouds and the sky, and the murderous intent contained in it made people shudder. No one doubted his determination. If he really broke through the Sword God Sect, he would definitely be able to massacre the sect!

"Leng Wuqing, don't dream! Even if my Sword God Sect fights to the last man, it will never surrender to a demon like you! Use whatever tricks you have!"

Ancestor Zi Yang continued to activate the sect protection formation, but just looked at Leng Wuqing coldly, unmoved.

"Hmph! You are stubborn! If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless! Bring them up!"

A cold light flashed in Leng Wuqing's eyes. With his cold shout, more than a dozen captured Sword God Sect monks were brought to Leng Wuqing's side. Among them was Zi Zhuier, the only beloved daughter of Zi Yang Patriarch and Lin Xu's beloved wife, "Fairy Cold Jade".

Zi Zhuier still liked to wear a purple dress as she did in the past, but now the dress was stained with a little blood. This was stained in the previous battle, some from the Demon Sect monks, and some from Zi Zhuier herself.

Because her cultivation was sealed and she couldn't use her power to heal her wounds, Zi Zhuier's face was quite pale at the moment. She didn't curse like other disciples of the Sword God Sect, but just looked at Zi Yang Patriarch in the barrier quietly. The expression on her face was surprisingly calm, and she even felt a little relieved.

When Zi Yang Patriarch saw that his daughter Zi Zhui Er was also among the captured disciples, his face suddenly changed drastically. Looking at his daughter's indifferent and relieved expression, he couldn't help but sighed with sorrow.

No one knows a daughter better than her father. How could Zi Yang Patriarch not know what Zi Zhui Er was thinking? Since Lin Xu's "death", Zi Zhui Er has become a different person. She is no longer innocent and naive. She has become an iceberg beauty. Her face is always cold and indifferent. In the past hundred years, Zi Yang Patriarch has never seen Zi Zhui Er smile.

Ancestor Ziyang even felt that if it weren't for the thought of avenging Lin Xu in his heart, and the distraction of fighting with the Demon Sect over the years, Zi Zhui'er would even have the idea of ​​committing suicide and going to hell with Lin Xu.

Let's take it as an example now. With Zi Zhui'er's ability, unless Demon Lord Leng Wuqing takes action himself, other members of the Demon Sect will never be able to stop her, but she was captured anyway. What does this mean? This shows that Zi Zhuo'er has already had the will to die, so she refused to retreat and was captured after exhausting her strength. It is also because of this that she behaves so indifferently now, not caring about life and death.

However, Zi Zhui'er was determined to die, so how could Patriarch Ziyang be willing to let his only daughter die? It is extremely difficult for a person who cultivates immortals to refine their essence to transform Qi and Qi into spirit. It is extremely difficult for them to give birth to a bloodline. What’s more, Zi Zhui’er’s immortal appearance is so outstanding that he is his father. How can Patriarch Ziyang give up on her?

But given the current situation, is it necessary for him to ruin the thousands-year-old Sword God Sect's foundation just for the life of his beloved daughter?

"Ziyang, open your eyes and take a good look. These are the elites of your Sword God Sect! I ask you for the last time, will you surrender? If you don't surrender, I will let them die in front of you one by one. !”

Leng Wuwu stretched out his hand, and the one at the front among the captured monks of Sword God Sect flew up out of thin air as if being caught by a pair of invisible big hands. He flew to the front of Sword God Sect's sect-protecting barrier, and saw Leng Wuwu Wuqing's palm gently As soon as he grasped it, the disciple of the Sword God Sect instantly expanded and exploded into a blood mist that filled the sky.

"Leng Wuqing, you old bastard! You actually used such despicable methods to intimidate me, you are simply claiming to be the devil!"

The eyes of everyone in the Sword God Sect were about to burst, and Patriarch Ziyang was even more furious. His disciples were beaten to ashes in front of his eyes, and their souls were destroyed. If he hadn't known that he was no match for Leng Wuwu, he would have really wanted to rush forward. Go up and fight it to the death!

"The winner is a prince, the loser is a bandit! Ziyang, you are also the ancestor of a sect, how can you be so naive?"

Leng Wuqing sneered, "From now on, I will kill someone every time I burn an incense stick. I want to see how long you can endure it!"

Following Leng Qingqing's order, the disciples of the Demon Sect set up an altar in mid-air in front of the Sword God Sect's sect-protecting barrier, and escorted twelve Sword God Sect disciples, including Zi Zhuo'er, onto the altar. The incense burner was lit.

After a stick of incense passed by, Leng Qingwu struck out and beat a disciple of the Sword God Sect to pieces...

After another stick of incense, another disciple died...

As time goes by, disciples of the Sword God Sect died one after another on the altar, with no bones left. The eyes of the ancestor Ziyang have become blood red, almost wanting to spit fire. If eyes can kill, the devil is cold and ruthless. He has died countless times.

"Leng Wuru, I swear to God that I will crush you to ashes in my lifetime!"

Another disciple of the Sword God Sect exploded into blood mist on the altar, and now only Zi Zhuo'er was left. The disciples of the Sword God Sect were all blinded, and the ancestor of Ziyang looked up to the sky and roared with incomprehensible grief and anger.

"Crush me to ashes? Okay! I'm right here, old man, come out! I want to see how you crush me to ashes!"

Leng Wuqing laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of ridicule, "Old man Ziyang, now only your precious daughter is left! Tsk tsk, such a beautiful woman with outstanding immortal talents, I really feel pity for her!" Wouldn't it be a pity to die like this? My little beauty, how about you persuade your stubborn father to surrender now, and I will spare your life?"

"Idiot's dream!"

Zi Zhuo'er glanced at Demon Lord Leng Wuqing coldly, without any change in the expression on her face. She turned to look at Patriarch Ziyang and said softly, "Dad, my daughter is unfilial, and I'm afraid she won't be able to serve you until she gets old! But this is okay. OK, I can go and reunite with Xiao Linzi! He must be very impatient after waiting for me for so many years!”

"Idiot! Why are you doing this!"

Ancestor Ziyang Weiran let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth and looked at Demon Lord Leng Wuwu and said, "Leng Qingwu, if you really dare to hurt my daughter, I will sacrifice my cultivation to die with you!"

"Perish together? I'm afraid you're not qualified yet!"

Leng Qingwu sneered, and a black energy surged out of his palm, forming countless dense black arrows and aiming at Zi Zhuo'er on the altar, "Old man Ziyang, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, all of this is You asked for it! I will let your daughter suffer the punishment of thousands of arrows piercing the heart, so that everyone in the world will see the consequences of opposing my Demon Sect!"