Dao Xuanji [Civil Demon]
Chapter 34
At this time, the ice arrow fell, and the sword energy behind him was about to arrive.
A contemptuous smile floated on the face of the master of Wanyang Sect, and he spun the hilt of the sword vigorously, smashing all the internal organs in Xuanji's body, thinking that no matter how powerful this cultivator is, she can't have her body now .He even began to think about the aftermath of Wanyangzong. After destroying so many buildings, it would cost a lot of money to repair them, and Wanyangzong was also seriously injured and could only lie dormant for a few years.
However, before being happy for a long time, the next moment suddenly changed.
Black air rose from Xuanji's body, which looked light but was as hard as a heavy armor, blocking the dark sword behind her.The elder's eyes were about to pop out, his face full of disbelief.And the ice arrows on the top of the head also shattered into slag as soon as they touched the black air. The fine ice slag splashed everywhere, but there were traces to follow. They all rushed towards the elder who used this move, and scratched the opponent's cheek up.
Xuanji wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked down at the sword piercing her chest, smiled, and her voice was so soft that it melted into the wind and rain: "Look, you are still the same, and you keep saying that you are righteous, What they did was nothing but villainous things.”
The Sect Master of Wanyang Sect widened his eyes in horror. Seeing that his natal sword, which had been refined for a whole year, was completely corroded by the insects that came out of the opponent's body, he hastily let go of the sword in his hand. Look, and look again, the other side's chest piercing wound is also gone.
"Demon Cultivator!" He shouted, because the magic weapon of his life was destroyed, the sharp pain of backlash surged in his heart, and a smear of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.I thought, no wonder this person is so weird and powerful.
"Magic cultivator?" Xuanji looked at him sadly, shook her head, and sighed softly, "It's obvious that you forced me to do it."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" an elder roared, his fingertips were shining brightly, and he squeezed the formula again, and there were deafening noises in the sky. Lei Yiyi, I will definitely subdue you, this demon!"
The other elder also spit out blood from his heart, spat on the sword, and swung it towards Xuanji vigorously.
Although the natal sword of the Wanyang Sect was destroyed, another sword was sacrificed from the Qiankun bag. It was the magical weapon that Wen Junqing brought out from the Immortal Burial Island back then. After reading dense scriptures and ancient mantras, a Liangyi Tai Chi disc emerged from under his feet.
The three launched a second attack together.
Xuanji stood quietly, the bursts of demonic energy from her body suddenly surged, protecting her well, blocking the desperate blow of the Mahayana monk behind her, but a mouthful of blood still came out from between her teeth .As for the Wanyang Sect Master in front of him, that ancient sword was really powerful. It pierced Xuanji's body through a blood hole. , causing Wanyang Sect Master to lose his weapon.
As for the sky thunder, it is indeed too much to bear, but... Xuanji sneered three times, and made a tactic, and a burst of anger bounced the master and elders of the Wanyang sect, and then flew to the elder who was still summoning the sky thunder At the same time, he grabbed the opponent's neck with his hands, as easily as pinching a caterpillar.The sound of chanting the mantra stopped abruptly, and there was a bang in the clouds before the flags and drums died down.
The color of the full moon above the head became darker, and I don't know how many stars are connected together. The blood rain in the sky is now getting bigger and bigger, and the rushing sound seems to wash away all the filth.Even though he was standing at a high altitude, he could still hear some cries of pain.
Xuanji's body was soaked in blood, and her head was throbbing with pain, which was more piercing than the injury on her body. The severe dizziness made her unable to open her eyes. In a trance, she saw that the black air floating on her arm was getting stronger and stronger. The thick black air envelops his body tightly, but layer upon layer, he can still see the coquettish red dark lines floating on his skin.
Probably going to be completely enchanted, Xuanji smiled, but she still has one last question to ask.
"Dean, do you still remember Xuanji, the disciple who was forced off the cliff by you and had no spiritual roots?"
The Wanyang Sect master's eyes were confused for a moment, and then opened wide, but he didn't have the chance to ask questions, because the next moment he saw the demon cultivator's eyes turned completely red, and then his heart ached, and he was a little dazed Looking down, a black blade that was still emitting black air pierced through his indestructible golden silkworm armor and pierced his heart.
It's okay, he still has the Nascent Soul, as long as the Nascent Soul comes out of the body and takes away the house, he can still...!
A giant hand that was emitting black air grabbed the golden baby that was flying into the air at high speed, and there was only a puff like the sound of a watermelon being broken, and there was no longer the Sect Master of Wanyang Sect in this world.
Seeing this tragic situation, the other elder had a few drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Looking at the other elder who was still pinched by Xuanji, he cursed inwardly: Why is this demon cultivator so powerful? It’s obviously just a Mahayana!Then he sacrificed the magic weapon and wanted to escape, but before he could turn around, he was pinched by the hand formed by the bursts of demonic energy emerging from Xuanji's body, and was sucked into a person with only a thin layer of human skin left gān.
Xuanji flicked down the corpse she was holding in her hands, and the forehead was glowing red.
The night grew darker.
Xuanji put away the flying sword, and quickly fell into the Wanyang sect. She pulled out the ancient sword that was still stuck in her own flesh and blood. The blood dripped on the ground and merged into the pool of blood rain. Some of the high-ranking disciples of Wanyang Sect.
Wanyangzong, which is usually prominent, is like purgatory at this time.
The author has something to say: I didn't open Cheats, so take your time.
Chapter 3
Wen Junqing slowly opened her eyes, and a faint smell of blood rushed into her nose. She looked around, lit the oil lamp on the table in front of her, and confirmed that this place was the sect she was most familiar with—Wanyang Sect. And she is now in her own house.
Shouldn't he be on Immortal Burial Island before?Wen Junqing was a little confused, and had no memory of how he came back to the sect, and couldn't remember anything more.
The light outside the window was dim, indicating that it was nighttime, and the whole sect was dead silent, only the sound of heavy rain outside.But usually even at night there would be disciples patrolling, it was too quiet, Wen Junqing felt uneasy, and then she got up and pushed the door open, but she never thought that the bloody smell outside was more intense, as if the whole person was soaked in In the bloody water, the strong stench made her frown.
what happened?Wen Junqing's head was aching, she looked around, and found that the scene in front of her was indeed a little abnormal.There used to be a set of stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, as well as a plum tree she planted, but at this time it was empty, and more than half of the house had disappeared.Wen Junqing looked at the only half of the stone steps left, and the edge should have been corroded by something. She lowered her body, smelled the pool formed by the accumulated rainwater, and came to a conclusion in her heart.
This is no ordinary rain.
What happened to Wan Yangzong?
Wen Junqing became more and more uneasy, so he summoned his true energy to protect his body, then sacrificed his saber, but fortunately the sword was still there, and then went to the hall with the sword.If something important happens in the sect, all the disciples will be summoned in the main hall.She was also looking for the disciples of her own sect along the way, and wanted to ask someone to find out what was going on now.
However, I didn't meet half a living person along the way. Fortunately, I didn't see any corpses, but it's hard to say whether they were corroded and cleaned by the rain.There was no one in every room, and her heart became more and more uneasy, which made Wen Junqing feel a little out of breath.
Is it a phantom array?She vaguely guessed, because the Wanyang Sect would never become like this, how could it become a dead mountain as the strongest sect in Dongchuan.
Not long after, I arrived in front of the main hall. The door of the hall was closed tightly at this time. Wen Junqing touched it with his hand, and the other hand holding the sword tightened, and then pushed it away. Inside was flickering candles, bright lights, and memory in the same.However, there was a figure standing in the center of the hall, holding a sword in his hand, quietly looking at the center of the hall. The first dean of Wanyang Academy was also the stone statue of the founder of the academy.
It should be a woman, Wen Junqing swept the other's clothes up and down, and confirmed that she was not a disciple of Wanyang Sect, and then saw the sword in the other's hand was still dripping blood drops on the ground, converging into a dark depression. Some are on the defensive.It's just that the sound of pushing the door was loud, but the other party seemed to have never heard it, and remained motionless, like a stone statue.
Wen Junqing pursed his thin lips, and then opened his mouth: "Excuse me..." Before the words of the inquiry were finished, at this moment, the person who had been motionless for a moment before suddenly had a black air all over his body. Then the black air hit Wen Junqing quickly, and the air was pierced with the sound of piercing. Wen Junqing immediately raised the sword but could barely stop it. Looking at the blade, there was actually a small flaw.
The person is not good!
Wen Junqing made a tactic with his right hand, injected enough true energy into the sword, and slashed at the black energy. However, the black energy that was still extremely hard a moment ago dissipated automatically like ordinary gas after being struck. The blow flew into the air, and the force returned to her wrist, causing pain in her jaw. At this time, the black energy gathered again, and it became extremely hard again.
A contemptuous smile floated on the face of the master of Wanyang Sect, and he spun the hilt of the sword vigorously, smashing all the internal organs in Xuanji's body, thinking that no matter how powerful this cultivator is, she can't have her body now .He even began to think about the aftermath of Wanyangzong. After destroying so many buildings, it would cost a lot of money to repair them, and Wanyangzong was also seriously injured and could only lie dormant for a few years.
However, before being happy for a long time, the next moment suddenly changed.
Black air rose from Xuanji's body, which looked light but was as hard as a heavy armor, blocking the dark sword behind her.The elder's eyes were about to pop out, his face full of disbelief.And the ice arrows on the top of the head also shattered into slag as soon as they touched the black air. The fine ice slag splashed everywhere, but there were traces to follow. They all rushed towards the elder who used this move, and scratched the opponent's cheek up.
Xuanji wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked down at the sword piercing her chest, smiled, and her voice was so soft that it melted into the wind and rain: "Look, you are still the same, and you keep saying that you are righteous, What they did was nothing but villainous things.”
The Sect Master of Wanyang Sect widened his eyes in horror. Seeing that his natal sword, which had been refined for a whole year, was completely corroded by the insects that came out of the opponent's body, he hastily let go of the sword in his hand. Look, and look again, the other side's chest piercing wound is also gone.
"Demon Cultivator!" He shouted, because the magic weapon of his life was destroyed, the sharp pain of backlash surged in his heart, and a smear of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.I thought, no wonder this person is so weird and powerful.
"Magic cultivator?" Xuanji looked at him sadly, shook her head, and sighed softly, "It's obvious that you forced me to do it."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" an elder roared, his fingertips were shining brightly, and he squeezed the formula again, and there were deafening noises in the sky. Lei Yiyi, I will definitely subdue you, this demon!"
The other elder also spit out blood from his heart, spat on the sword, and swung it towards Xuanji vigorously.
Although the natal sword of the Wanyang Sect was destroyed, another sword was sacrificed from the Qiankun bag. It was the magical weapon that Wen Junqing brought out from the Immortal Burial Island back then. After reading dense scriptures and ancient mantras, a Liangyi Tai Chi disc emerged from under his feet.
The three launched a second attack together.
Xuanji stood quietly, the bursts of demonic energy from her body suddenly surged, protecting her well, blocking the desperate blow of the Mahayana monk behind her, but a mouthful of blood still came out from between her teeth .As for the Wanyang Sect Master in front of him, that ancient sword was really powerful. It pierced Xuanji's body through a blood hole. , causing Wanyang Sect Master to lose his weapon.
As for the sky thunder, it is indeed too much to bear, but... Xuanji sneered three times, and made a tactic, and a burst of anger bounced the master and elders of the Wanyang sect, and then flew to the elder who was still summoning the sky thunder At the same time, he grabbed the opponent's neck with his hands, as easily as pinching a caterpillar.The sound of chanting the mantra stopped abruptly, and there was a bang in the clouds before the flags and drums died down.
The color of the full moon above the head became darker, and I don't know how many stars are connected together. The blood rain in the sky is now getting bigger and bigger, and the rushing sound seems to wash away all the filth.Even though he was standing at a high altitude, he could still hear some cries of pain.
Xuanji's body was soaked in blood, and her head was throbbing with pain, which was more piercing than the injury on her body. The severe dizziness made her unable to open her eyes. In a trance, she saw that the black air floating on her arm was getting stronger and stronger. The thick black air envelops his body tightly, but layer upon layer, he can still see the coquettish red dark lines floating on his skin.
Probably going to be completely enchanted, Xuanji smiled, but she still has one last question to ask.
"Dean, do you still remember Xuanji, the disciple who was forced off the cliff by you and had no spiritual roots?"
The Wanyang Sect master's eyes were confused for a moment, and then opened wide, but he didn't have the chance to ask questions, because the next moment he saw the demon cultivator's eyes turned completely red, and then his heart ached, and he was a little dazed Looking down, a black blade that was still emitting black air pierced through his indestructible golden silkworm armor and pierced his heart.
It's okay, he still has the Nascent Soul, as long as the Nascent Soul comes out of the body and takes away the house, he can still...!
A giant hand that was emitting black air grabbed the golden baby that was flying into the air at high speed, and there was only a puff like the sound of a watermelon being broken, and there was no longer the Sect Master of Wanyang Sect in this world.
Seeing this tragic situation, the other elder had a few drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Looking at the other elder who was still pinched by Xuanji, he cursed inwardly: Why is this demon cultivator so powerful? It’s obviously just a Mahayana!Then he sacrificed the magic weapon and wanted to escape, but before he could turn around, he was pinched by the hand formed by the bursts of demonic energy emerging from Xuanji's body, and was sucked into a person with only a thin layer of human skin left gān.
Xuanji flicked down the corpse she was holding in her hands, and the forehead was glowing red.
The night grew darker.
Xuanji put away the flying sword, and quickly fell into the Wanyang sect. She pulled out the ancient sword that was still stuck in her own flesh and blood. The blood dripped on the ground and merged into the pool of blood rain. Some of the high-ranking disciples of Wanyang Sect.
Wanyangzong, which is usually prominent, is like purgatory at this time.
The author has something to say: I didn't open Cheats, so take your time.
Chapter 3
Wen Junqing slowly opened her eyes, and a faint smell of blood rushed into her nose. She looked around, lit the oil lamp on the table in front of her, and confirmed that this place was the sect she was most familiar with—Wanyang Sect. And she is now in her own house.
Shouldn't he be on Immortal Burial Island before?Wen Junqing was a little confused, and had no memory of how he came back to the sect, and couldn't remember anything more.
The light outside the window was dim, indicating that it was nighttime, and the whole sect was dead silent, only the sound of heavy rain outside.But usually even at night there would be disciples patrolling, it was too quiet, Wen Junqing felt uneasy, and then she got up and pushed the door open, but she never thought that the bloody smell outside was more intense, as if the whole person was soaked in In the bloody water, the strong stench made her frown.
what happened?Wen Junqing's head was aching, she looked around, and found that the scene in front of her was indeed a little abnormal.There used to be a set of stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, as well as a plum tree she planted, but at this time it was empty, and more than half of the house had disappeared.Wen Junqing looked at the only half of the stone steps left, and the edge should have been corroded by something. She lowered her body, smelled the pool formed by the accumulated rainwater, and came to a conclusion in her heart.
This is no ordinary rain.
What happened to Wan Yangzong?
Wen Junqing became more and more uneasy, so he summoned his true energy to protect his body, then sacrificed his saber, but fortunately the sword was still there, and then went to the hall with the sword.If something important happens in the sect, all the disciples will be summoned in the main hall.She was also looking for the disciples of her own sect along the way, and wanted to ask someone to find out what was going on now.
However, I didn't meet half a living person along the way. Fortunately, I didn't see any corpses, but it's hard to say whether they were corroded and cleaned by the rain.There was no one in every room, and her heart became more and more uneasy, which made Wen Junqing feel a little out of breath.
Is it a phantom array?She vaguely guessed, because the Wanyang Sect would never become like this, how could it become a dead mountain as the strongest sect in Dongchuan.
Not long after, I arrived in front of the main hall. The door of the hall was closed tightly at this time. Wen Junqing touched it with his hand, and the other hand holding the sword tightened, and then pushed it away. Inside was flickering candles, bright lights, and memory in the same.However, there was a figure standing in the center of the hall, holding a sword in his hand, quietly looking at the center of the hall. The first dean of Wanyang Academy was also the stone statue of the founder of the academy.
It should be a woman, Wen Junqing swept the other's clothes up and down, and confirmed that she was not a disciple of Wanyang Sect, and then saw the sword in the other's hand was still dripping blood drops on the ground, converging into a dark depression. Some are on the defensive.It's just that the sound of pushing the door was loud, but the other party seemed to have never heard it, and remained motionless, like a stone statue.
Wen Junqing pursed his thin lips, and then opened his mouth: "Excuse me..." Before the words of the inquiry were finished, at this moment, the person who had been motionless for a moment before suddenly had a black air all over his body. Then the black air hit Wen Junqing quickly, and the air was pierced with the sound of piercing. Wen Junqing immediately raised the sword but could barely stop it. Looking at the blade, there was actually a small flaw.
The person is not good!
Wen Junqing made a tactic with his right hand, injected enough true energy into the sword, and slashed at the black energy. However, the black energy that was still extremely hard a moment ago dissipated automatically like ordinary gas after being struck. The blow flew into the air, and the force returned to her wrist, causing pain in her jaw. At this time, the black energy gathered again, and it became extremely hard again.
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