Chapter 275: Sword-taking

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the Ghost King calmed down first, shouted and stopped everyone in a row. At that moment, the four factions counted again. After a while, the Ghost King, Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and Sanmiao Fairy came together, looking at each other speechlessly.

Qingyun Sect was seriously injured, and the Demon Sect was not having a good time.

Since the Demon Sect’s defeat a hundred years ago, all the people in the Demon Sect have worked hard to govern over the years. To this day, the Demon Sect’s strength is as strong as the four major sects, which have surpassed any of the three great sects of the righteous path. Unexpectedly, in today’s battle, not to mention that Daoxuan Zhenren launched the Zhuxian Sword Formation, first of all, there were more than a dozen people who died with the elders of Qingyun Sect in the Yuqing Hall, and then more than a dozen people died under the Zhuxian Sword Formation. All the four factions suffered casualties and suffered huge losses.

The poisonous god looked at the Qingyun Sect in front of him and sighed: "Now, what should we do? I'm really unwilling to evacuate like this!"

Yu Yangzi, who was elected to take charge of the overall situation this time, looked a little ugly when he heard this, and frowned and said, "The Zhuxian Sword Formation is so powerful that we are afraid that it will be difficult for us to crack in our entire life. So what can we do?"

The Ghost King shook his head, but a smile appeared on his face and said, "I won't see it."

The Poison God and others looked over and said, "What, Brother Ghost King, do you have any opinions?"

The Ghost King said lightly: "From today's battle, Daoxuan can master the ancient sword of Zhuxian and activate the Zhuxian sword formation, but it is obviously barely powerful, and the power of the Zhuxian sword formation is greatly reduced. Secondly, the power of the Zhuxian sword formation is so huge that it consumes essence and spiritual power. How can it be idle? I believe that Daoxuan must have relapsed at this moment, even if he doesn't die, he will lose half his life!"

"Not bad!" Yu Yangzi nodded and agreed.

The old poisonous god looked at the Ghost King, and his face suddenly changed, and he said, "Brother Ghost King, can you think..."

The Ghost King said decisively: "Yes, I am going to return to Qingyun! At this moment, it is the most vulnerable moment in a thousand years since Qingyumen. If we don't take this to eliminate the big troubles in our hearts, when will we wait? Moreover, Qingyunmen did not expect that we would dare to kill again just after we rushed out of the death ground, and we would definitely win a great victory!"

All the people in the Demon Sect around him changed color at the moment. Even the old man who had seen countless worlds like the Poison God was shocked by the Ghost King's words.

The Ghost King looked around and said excitedly: "Today is a great moment for the century-old shame of the Snow My Holy Church. You all make a great oath with me in front of the Throne of the Virgin Mary. Why not fight hard today?"

The people in the Demon Sect looked at each other. Naturally, these people were not cowardly, but just a moment ago, they had just escaped from Qingyun Mountain, but now they are going to kill back to the mountain in a blink of an eye. The Ghost King's courage, or the idea of ​​simply ignoring life and death, is really hard to accept.

After a while, no one responded.

The Ghost King's face gradually became ugly, but he knew that it was a good opportunity at this time, and his eyes flashed. He suddenly turned around and said loudly to the Demon Sect's people, "Everyone, I have decided to make a hundred-year shame for the Saint God. My Ghost King Sect would rather be crushed to pieces than to be worthy of the Holy King. At this moment, the Qingyun Sect died and the wounded, and the head of the old thief Xuan was even more seriously injured and almost died, so he could never use the Zhuxian Sword Formation. My Ghost King Sect will kill back to the mountain now. If it can succeed, it is the protection of the Holy King Sect; if it is outnumbered, let me die at the top of Qingyun Mountain, and visit the Holy King Sect in the future. You should also have a clear conscience!"

After saying that, the Ghost King did not look at everyone, and flew up first, and indeed headed towards Qingyun Mountain. Qinglong and Youji looked at each other and followed closely. Then the disciples of the Ghost King Sect didn't say much. They followed one after another, leaving only the stunned Poison God and other members of the Demon Sect, standing there as if they were stunned.

After a while, the Poison God and others came to their senses, but before they could speak, they could hear the noise gradually appear among the Demon Sect's sect behind them. The Poison God and others secretly complained in their hearts. When they turned around, they saw that most of the Demon Sect's sects had an angry look on their faces.

On the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, it was now shrouded in a heavy atmosphere. Dao Xuan, who was seriously injured in his energy, looked at the broken Yuqing Palace, his face full of depressed expressions.

In this battle, Qingyun Sect suffered heavy casualties. Under the siege of the Demon Cult, 14 elders died in battle, and four or five were seriously injured, namely the seven veins. In addition to the head of Dao Xuan Zhenren, Dao Ren Cangsong of Longshou Peak betrayed, the first Shang Zhengliang of Chaoyang Peak, and the first Taoist Tianyun of Luoxia Peak died unfortunately. The remaining Tian Buyi, the first Tian Shuchang of Fenghui Peak, and Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhu Peak were all worried and covered in scars.

Zhenren Daoxuan shook his body and could hardly support it. The Qingyun Sect's former pride in the past was almost completely lost in this battle.

Daoxuan sighed, closed his eyes and said, "I, Daoxuan, are sorry to the ancestors of Qingyun Sect!"

His voice was desolate and indescribable pain. Everyone heard it and was silent for a moment.

He was about to say something when a sharp roar outside the Yuqing Hall suddenly sounded, and strange lights flashed, and a terrifying cry was endless for a moment.

I saw a figure flying, and it was the Ghost King, the Poison God, Yu Yangzi and Sanmiao Fairy who led the four major factions of the Demon Cult to launch another attack!

People in the righteous path, whether it is Daoxuan or Tian Buyi, were all shocked and angry, and their eyes were about to be blew fire. They never expected that the members of the Demon Sect would have the courage to kill them again. Within one day, Qingyun Mountain, which was sacred and inviolable in the past, was killed by these Demon Sect people. This was a great shame since the establishment of the Qingyun Sect!

But at this time, it was not the time to think too much. Qingyun Sect was already seriously damaged. Although everyone was trying hard to support it, they were helplessly outnumbered and were immediately suppressed and the situation gradually became critical.

In a moment, Daoxuan seemed to have made up some determination and raised his arm and was about to summon the ancient sword of Zhuxian again.

The sect leader of the four major sects in the Demon Sect had not yet come to an end, and his eyes were almost all on this Daoxuan Zhenren. At first glance, he knew that the old thief wanted to fight to death and activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation again. How could he let him go? In a moment, four figures shot like lightning and rushed towards Daoxuan Zhenren.

At this moment, it seemed that it had been summoned by some kind of call. The spirit beast Water Qilin, which had been lying outside the Yuqing Hall, suddenly roared and rushed in with a huge momentum. Such an ancient giant beast was absolutely not as powerful as any Taoist master. The impact was so loud that even the poisonous god and the ghost king's Taoist practice were blocked by it. In a blink of an eye, the water Qilin had already rushed to the side of Daoxuan Zhenren.

I saw it crawling beside Daoxuan Zhenren, opening a huge mouth and spitting out something. Daoxuan Zhenren reached out to take it.

It was not until this moment that everyone saw the spirit of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword for the first time.

Looking around, I saw that it was indeed a long sword, but it was completely radiant at this moment, as if it was cast by some strange stone, and the sword body and hilt were all integrated. It looked like an ordinary stone sword, and it looked faintly above the sword body, with patterns everywhere, as if it was a bit old, and there were even faint cracks on the sword body.

A moment later, when the Zhuxian ancient sword fell into the hands of Daoxuan Zhenren, it suddenly changed. In an instant, an incredible hot white light appeared from the body of the ancient sword. In just a moment, the huge Yuqing Hall was completely covered. Everyone was shocked and stopped.

But in the light, I saw that the body of Daoxuan Zhenren shook a few more times.

The Ghost King and others had little experience, and they all rushed forward without saying anything. Tian Buyi and others shouted angrily, but they didn't have time to help. Unexpectedly, although Daoxuan Zhenren was weak, he was holding the Shu Qilin left and right, and waved forward with the Zhuxian ancient sword in his right hand. In an instant, the white light rushed over like a huge wave. The Poison God and others exerted their strength together, and the two collided with each other, and a loud bang.

The Yuqing Palace, which was originally half broken, collapsed at this moment even the remaining broken walls collapsed. In an instant, dust flew. The Ghost King and others couldn't help but take a step back, and the faces of the four people changed color. The power of the Zhuxian ancient sword was so great that it was incredible.

But even so, Daoxuan Zhenren sprayed a mouthful of blood in the light of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. However, he refused to do anything and forced himself to float onto the water Qilin's body. The water Qilin roared and flew towards the sky with his teeth and claws.

Suddenly, only the light of Zhuxian was left behind, flashing with dazzling light, becoming more and more prosperous. Accompanied by the sound of chanting curse, the extremely brilliant colorful Qi sword appeared in the sky again, constantly separating the monochrome Qi sword, and the light was overflowing.

Everyone in the Demon Sect lost their lust. The Poison God stomped his feet fiercely and said anxiously: "This formation is too powerful and cannot be defeated. Let's retreat first."

Although the Ghost King looked at the shaky appearance of Daoxuan Zhenren, he could not figure out how this man was seriously injured and wanted to die. How could he still activate such a shocking magic array that consumed essence? However, since this formation was activated, its power was extraordinary. He did not dare to bet on the life of the disciples of the Demon Cult. He sighed and flew up to signal his disciples to retreat.

At this moment, the sky was covered with Qi swords like mountains and seas, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation had already launched an attack on the Demon Sect and others. This time, Daoxuan Zhenren seemed to have taken the initiative. Not only did the sword rain fall sharply in the sky, but the huge seven-color main sword in the sky was also controlled by invisible curse power, and rushed down with the momentum of opening the sky and breaking the earth.

The power of this master sword is not easy. With one sword, blood and flesh flew across several feet in an instant. Nearly ten people didn't even shout, and even their remaining power was enough. Yu Yangzi couldn't avoid it. Even his left hand was cut off. He immediately cried out, and his body turned into a sharp light, breaking through the air and fled.

At the same time, the Taoist Master Daoxuan in the sky was exhausted, his body tilted, and almost fell off the water Qilin, and finally managed to hold on. He looked down and saw that at this moment, most of the people from the Demon Cult had escaped, but a few were still on Tongtian Peak.

He wanted to kill all these demon thieves, and he wanted to use his last spiritual power to kill all the remaining people. As for what would happen next, he didn't want to care about it.

But just as he was circulating his spiritual power, a white light that was so fast that he could not imagine suddenly appeared in front of him, and then disappeared.

Everything seemed to have not happened, but... something happened!

Dao Xuan's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, falling straight from Shui Qilin.

He shouted, "Zhu Xian!" and fainted.

The Qingyun Sect people were shocked and hurriedly looked at it, but they saw that their sect-sect-sect-sect-sect-sect-like "Zhu Xian" disappeared. Everyone was stunned and their hearts were ashamed!
Chapter completed!