Blood Shadow's body expanded again, and the blood on the ground around it suddenly flew towards Blood Shadow like living creatures and merged into Blood Shadow's body. A thick bloody aura emanated from Blood Shadow's body.
Not only Xue Ying was like this, but Zuo Qiuzi, Tiebu, Yunshan, Lengqing, Hen, Daohen, Gui Qi, Liu Laocai, the great elder were also like this. Everyone in the Wushen Cult was looking at them going crazy.
Kunlun Murong Yun and Bai Jingtian looked at each other, and Murong Yun shouted: "The devil's cultivation is rampant..." he transformed into a stream of blue smoke and took the lead in charging towards the people of the Witch God Sect.
Bai Jingtian did not chase Murong Yun, but shouted loudly: "Set up the formation...Tai Chi Bagua - Demon-Slaying Formation..." Following Bai Jingtian's order, in addition to dozens of Kunlun disciples who followed Murong Yun into the Witch God Sect, Bai Jingtian also shouted. The other Kunlun disciples immediately ran and took their positions.
For a moment, a tyrannical aura erupted over the Kunlun formation, overwhelming the members of the Wushen Sect. A white aura suppressed the blood-red aura emitted by Xue Shadow and others, suppressing the Wushen Sect members. live.[
Faced with Kunlun's powerful momentum, Blood Shadow led the remaining members of the Wushen Sect. Although it was very difficult to face the charge of Murong Yun and others, they still fought back crazily. For a time, the entire Mangdang Mountain was full of people.
Colorful infuriating energy of different colors collided with each other. Accompanied by the sound of explosions that echoed for a long time. The dust that was raised did not fall for a long time. The tickets hung in the air.
In the Wanku Peak Cave, after Yang Wu was hit by the last sky fire, his body was also smashed into the rock. There was no movement for a long time. Facing the powerful last sky fire, although there was a large formation deployed by the Witch God Sect to counteract it. Yang Wu, who is extremely physically strong, still felt sore all over his body after receiving the fire.
Yang Wu, who was stuck in the rock, only felt a burning pain on his skin. Yang Wu took a deep breath and wanted to move his limbs, but found that he could not move his arms at all. His body seemed to be It's like being imprisoned.
Looking up, the surroundings were pitch black. After several attempts, Yang Wu had no choice but to give up. He sighed softly: "I didn't expect it would become like this..."
Facing the last sky fire, Yang Wu exerted the power of Taixu in his body to the extreme. However, he still failed to resist the sky fire. Instead, his body was exhausted. As a result, he was now trapped in the rock and unable to move.
After Yang Wu took a few deep breaths, he did not struggle again. He started to adjust his breathing skills. The cave was originally filled with magma and the fire energy was strong. Now, although the magma no longer exists, the fire energy is not as strong as before. .but there are still many of them.
What surprised Yang Wu even more was that in addition to the fire elemental power, there seemed to be a cold air in the cave. Although this cold air existed very rarely, Yang Wu, who had now survived the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, But he could easily feel the cold air.
Yang Wu didn't think much about it at all. The most important thing now was to recover as soon as possible. After all, there was a lot of commotion caused by the tribulation just now. Outside, there were the two sects of the Witch God Sect and Kunlun.
While Yang Wu was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of the world around him, the battle between the Wushen Sect and Kunlun was still going on fiercely at the foot of the mountain. The members of the two sects fought fiercely for an unknown amount of time at the foot of Mangdang Mountain. In the midst of a strong wind and flying sand, they were fighting. Dark sky and dark earth.
There are also many disciples in Kunlun who have lost the honor. Although they have lost the honor, everyone still insists on Kunlun's long-cherished wish for thousands of years. In Yanmen Pass, in an inn called Longmen, Nangong Wan'er stood by the door with a worried face. , looking to the west.
"Sister Wan'er, don't worry, Wu will definitely come back..." Linda coaxed Lin Ting to sleep, looked at Nangong Wan'er who was looking forward to seeing her, and said softly:
Nangong Wan'er turned around, pursed her lips and nodded. She gently touched Lin Ting's forehead with her jade hand and said softly: "Little girl, we finally stopped making trouble. Linda, you are also tired. You haven't rested for several days. Go take a rest..."
"Sister Wan'er, you have taken fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps. Let me tell you, you two should have a good rest." Xuanyuan Kejing covered her face and came in and said:
Seeing Xuanyuan Kejing come in, Nangong Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward and asked anxiously: "Kejing, how are you? Is there any news?"
Seeing Nangong Wan'er's anxious look, Xuanyuan Kejing shook her head without embarrassment. In fact, it was not just Nangong Wan'er and Linda who were worried about Yang Wu, but she was not very worried. She said softly: "Sister Wan'er …”
"It's okay... By the way, where is Kunlun? Has Kunlun disappeared..." Nangong Wan'er saw Xuanyuan Kejing shaking her head. She also knew Xuanyuan Kejing in her heart. She went out to find out any news.
"No... by the way, Sister Wan'er, three days ago, I heard that a pair of black clothes passed by Yanmenguang... their behavior was suspicious. Unfortunately, they have already left Yanmenguan. Could it be..." Xuanyuan Kejing covered her face Take off the gauze scarf.
Hearing Xuanyuan Kejing's words, Nangong Wan'er frowned, then shook her head and said: "No, with hundreds of masters in Kunlun, how can the Witch God Sect escape from the northwest desert..." [
Xuanyuan Kejing nodded in agreement and said: "Well... maybe I'm overthinking it. It's getting late, Sister Wan'er. We should go to the room for dinner..."
"Since there is no news outside, let's eat in the room..." Nangong Wan'er replied without any mood:
Unknowingly, it had been six days since Yang Wu went to Mangdang Mountain. During these six days, there was no news at all from the outside. Logically speaking, neither Kunlun was seen coming out of the northwest desert, nor was anyone entering Kunlun. Needless to say, there were people in the northwest desert. Any movement comes out.
This also made Nangong Wan'er, Linda, and Xuanyuan Kejing very worried and anxious. Although Yang Wu asked everyone to go back to Haishi, in the end everyone asked Yang Hui and Zhang Lin to go back to Haishi to continue school. Nangong Wan'er , Linda and Xuanyuan Kejing have already stayed at Yanmen Pass, waiting for Yang Wu.
In the past few days, the three of them would go to the restaurant outside and listen to the chats of passing merchants and some rangers. However, they never heard any news about Kunlun and the Wushen Cult. It seemed that Kunlun and the Wushen Cult did not fight and did not send out anything. Movement and movement usually attract the attention of others.
In the northwest desert, at the foot of Mangdang Mountain, the battle continued for three days and three nights. Kunlun and the Wushen Sect people did not seem to feel tired. Outside Mangdang Mountain, high piles of sand had been piled up, surrounding Mangdang Mountain. Sand piles Inside, Kunlun and the Wushen Cult were still fighting fiercely.
After three days and three nights of fighting, many disciples in Kunlun were seriously injured, and many disciples turned into blood and were sucked by the members of the Wushen Cult. Although the Wushen Cult has a small number of people, on the battlefield, the Wushen Cult relies on its With his own blood demon formation, he can absorb the blood of dead people to replenish himself.
Although the losses were heavy, they were still able to continue their fierce battle with Kunlun. Baiyun and the Medical Immortal, with dozens of disciples, were treating the injured Kunlun disciples not far away. Murong Ting, who could only act as a spectator, was also in trouble. He followed Bai Yun desperately and took care of his fellow disciples.
"Get out of the way, Uncle Medical Immortal, please save my master..." A heart-wrenching voice came from not far away. The Medical Immortal who was checking the injury of a Kunlun disciple heard the man shouting. A piece of Daxuan Dan was fed into the disciple's mouth, and he said softly: "It's not serious, just have a good rest..."
As soon as the voice fell, it was like a breeze, flying towards the place where the sound was heard. Only a young disciple in white who was in the early stage of cultivating to become a god was seen, supporting a middle-aged man who was vomiting blood. The medical immortal looked away and quickly stepped up. He stepped forward, helped the middle-aged man up, and checked his pulse.
After a while, he raised his head sadly, looked at the young disciple, shook his head with some regret and said: "Mingxin, the demonic energy has corroded Junior Brother Kazuo's internal organs, and the power to restore heaven..."
Before the medical immortal finished speaking, Kazuo's hands were loosened and he died. The young disciple hugged Kazuo's body, tears could not help but fall down, he shook his head in disbelief, and said: "No, no. Will..."
"Mingjing, you take Mingxin down to adjust your breathing for a while." The medical immortal looked at the young disciple's appearance, shook his head in frustration, and said to the two Kunlun disciples following him:
"Uncle, please, please save my master, it's all my fault for not being careful, it's all my fault..." Mingxin broke away from Mingjing, who was trying to help her. She blamed herself:
"Ming Xin, just have a good sleep and you'll be fine..." The medical fairy's eyes were red, and he gently rubbed Ming Xin's head, and his heart felt stinging. In the past three days, no one knows how many disciples have been killed by the Witch God. The demonic energy from the religion erodes the internal organs and leads to death.
Following the gentle touch of the medical fairy, Mingxin closed her eyes tiredly and fell into the arms of the medical fairy. The medical fairy handed Mingxin to Mingjing, got up and walked towards the other wounded people.
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Kazuo..." Bai Yun looked at the medical immortal who was walking towards him with a sad and angry look on his face, and he couldn't believe the voice he just heard.
The medical fairy nodded and said sadly: "The evil energy has corroded his internal organs..."
Before the medical fairy could finish his words, Bai Yun's eyes were filled with tears. He shook his head in disbelief and said: "No... no, no, senior brother, are you kidding me? He can still be saved. Hurry up. …”
The Medical Immortal looked at Bai Yun's appearance and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He supported Bai Yun and said, "Junior Sister Yun and Junior Brother Yifu have..."
"You lied to me... How could Junior Brother Kazuo do this? He also promised me to accompany me to see the snow mountain ice crystals..." Bai Yun suddenly roared angrily at the Medical Immortal and was about to break away from the Medical Immortal's hands.
"Mei Yun, it's okay. I'll be by your side from now on. I'll accompany you to see the snow-capped mountains and ice crystals..." Murong Ting on the side comforted Bai Yun with a slightly proud face.[
"Go away...Murong Ting, get away from me, otherwise even if you are the son of the leader, I will not be polite..." Bai Yun kicked Murong Ting hard with his eyes and said angrily:
"Junior sister... don't be like this. There are still many senior brothers waiting for us to heal their injuries. Can you rest for a while first?" The medical fairy grabbed Bai Yun's shoulders tightly, fearing that Bai Yun would do something drastic. When something happened, he said to a disciple who was following him: "Ming Qing, take your uncle down to rest..."