Qin Wushuang said to the One-Horned Horse and the Jingtan Treasure Pig again: "God Horse and Treasure Pig, you all listen carefully. The next battle may be more dangerous. I don't want to see you bickering with each other again.
.What I hope to see is combat efficiency, not a battle of wills. As long as the enemy can be destroyed as quickly as possible, I don’t care what method you use!"
The One-Horned Divine Horse and the Jingtan Treasure Pig both nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Master!"
The twelve sealed scrolls are all under Qin Wushuang's control. Qin Wushuang can send them all back to the sealed scrolls with just one sentence and let them enter eternal sleep. Therefore, in front of the master,
, they have no room for resistance.
Of course, they also realized that this master was relatively easy to talk to, at least he didn't order them around like a slave.
Spiritual beasts like them naturally obey orders given at the combat level without any grudges.
…
In the area near Monkey King Mountain, more and more casual cultivators are stranded here. Those corpses poisoned by Ying Long obviously made the casual cultivators who came later feel pressure and even inexplicable panic.
Most of these casual cultivators are from Paishan Prefecture or Hengshan Prefecture, and some of them know each other. Once they are recognized, the suspicion and panic will inevitably spread.
For a while, the casual cultivators who came later were all at a standstill. It was naturally impossible for them to move forward until the truth of the matter was investigated.
A few brave and talented people were still brave enough to move forward without fear of death. However, blocked by the One-Horned Divine Horse and Jingtan Treasure Pig, they were unable to break through the defense line and were destroyed one by one.
Just destroy them. The next day, these corpses will be abandoned on the most conspicuous roadside.
As a result, these hesitant cultivators were even more frightened. Everyone has a scale in their heart and knows their own strength, and what is the cultivation level of these cultivators who were destroyed.
After such a comparison, many self-aware casual cultivators have begun to retreat. They know that although the Shinto things are very beautiful, no matter how good they are, they are not as important as their lives.
As a result, one after another, some casual cultivators began to turn back.
The first one to turn back will be the second to turn back. Once the panic spreads, the result will be obvious.
One-third of the casual cultivators gathered near Monkey King Mountain were gone!
The remaining two-thirds do not mean that they are determined to stay. Most of them just want to stay here and wait and see.
Xiaori Tianfeng sent the message back, and Qin Wushuang didn't feel much joy in his heart. He knew that these casual cultivators were like a big wave washing through the sand, and those with average strength would eventually be eliminated. But most of the strong ones disappeared.
The coffin does not shed tears.
Only by letting the bloody reality be placed in front of them can these casual cultivators be completely given up!
Qin Wushuang decided to fight forward and go directly to the foot of the Monkey King Mountain. He would cleanse the loose cultivators who refused to leave.
After the five great spirit beasts heard about Qin Wushuang's proposal, their blood boiled. Obviously, they also felt uncomfortable with such a small fight.
Only by killing as much as you want can you completely satisfy their appetite.
"Mole, you are still responsible for setting up the perimeter. Once a fish slips through your defense line, you are responsible for cleaning it up. If it cannot be cleaned up, sound a warning!"
"Jade Rabbit, I believe you like this scene the most. Now is the time to witness your true strength." Qin Wushuang encouraged.
The Jade Rabbit from Toad Palace beamed: "Master, leave it to me! I will definitely let them die in extreme despair, hehe."
"Tianfeng, you are responsible for taking care of the precious pig and the magical horse!"
"As for Baozhu and Shenma, you are still the main force. You are responsible for cleaning the frontal battlefield." Qin Wushuang distributed it like this.
"Three days, within three days, I believe you can sustain it. After three days, I will summon you back to the sealing scroll to provide you with spiritual power. Three days, is enough for you to do a lot of things, right?"
The five great spirit beasts were all in high spirits and all agreed.
"After dark, take action!"
…
The sun is gradually setting in the west. There are still nearly two hundred casual cultivators on the side of Monkey King Mountain. These people have a hard time choosing whether to advance or retreat. They just retreat and leave, but they are unwilling to do so. They don't have the courage to move forward. And who
They all hope that others will act as pawns.
These casual cultivators, one group in the east and one group in the west, are each stationed in their own areas. They are also very wary of each other. Obviously, they don't trust each other very much.
Darkness gradually came. In the night, the clouds were very thick and there were no stars at all. The whole night seemed very depressing.
Suddenly, a scream broke the tranquility of the night. A tent in the southwest suddenly burst into flames. The six monks inside had their whole bodies burned into flaming figures. No matter what method they used, they could not extinguish the fire.
The six people rushed out of the camp and rolled around. But no matter how they rolled, what they reached was a sea of fire. Not only could they not extinguish the fire on their bodies, but they ignited all the vegetation on the ground. For a while,
, the fire spread like a fire dragon.
If the fire is not stopped, once it breaks out, it is likely to ignite the surrounding tents together.
"Stop them, stop them!"
Some of the casual cultivators who responded quickly were already alert.
"Stop it quickly! Kill them! Quickly!"
Suddenly, attacks from all directions came at the same time. The flash of swords and shadows were so dazzling that they were like meteors streaking across the sky.
Under the light of the swords, they intertwined and cut all six people into pieces. These six people were extinguished, and the fire finally did not continue to break out.
Just when everyone was in shock, several camps in the north and east suddenly caught fire at the same time. One after another, raging fires broke out in the camps in all directions.
This sudden change caused the team of casual cultivators to leave and become confused.
"Someone set the fire on purpose!"
"Yeah, who is so vicious!? Catch the culprit!"
For a while, there were constant shouts and shouts to each other. Overnight, I could only hear shouts everywhere, but not even a ghost was found.
It was not until late at night that the fire was extinguished. Some strong men among these casual cultivators had already realized that something was wrong, and began to take the initiative to break the barriers and began to gather to discuss countermeasures.
Soon, this group of casual cultivators elected eight leaders.
Just as these eight leaders gathered together to discuss, suddenly bursts of cold and sinister laughter came from the void.
"You idiots, you are not staying in Xuanyuan Qiu, but you come here to seek death. Don't you know that the forbidden land of God and the human kingdom have always been in harmony with each other? Let me tell you, going south is the gateway to hell.
.If you are not afraid of death, just go ahead."
This eerie warning is like a ghost wandering in the night sky, seemingly present or absent, with an erratic and elusive feeling.
The eight leaders exchanged glances with each other, and there was a sense of shock in their expressions.
"Mr. Xue, look at this voice, what is the cultivation level behind it?"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on a man covered in red equipment. This man's body was like a rapidly burning torch, burning brightly.
This person is a well-known strong casual cultivator in Hengshan Mansion. He possesses super strength in the Dongxu Realm. Among these eight people, he is also the most prestigious and the most authoritative figure in the casual cultivator world.
The red-robed Mr.
"Dongxu Realm?" Many of these people gasped.
Mr. Xue shook his head: "Dongxu Realm is not possible. If it were a Dongxu Realm, it would be impossible to make such a big noise. Everyone, do you still remember the two corpses hanging here? Those are Kong Xu.
Dai’s body! Who is Kong Dai? In the casual cultivator world of Paishan Prefecture, many of you may know Kong Dai better than me! And a powerful Dongxu Realm expert like Kong Dai was also killed.
Exposing the corpse to the public! This shows that the enemy is stronger than the combat power of the Cave Realm! Otherwise, in this situation, it is impossible to come and go freely! Let alone invisibly..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another burst of rough laughter from outside: "Listen up, you bastards, every moment from now on, someone among you may lose his life unknowingly. Our principle is,
Those who want to pass through Qishan will only die. Those who turn back and retreat will not be pursued. And those who stay here, you can bet on each other's luck. We will take action once every half an hour!"
Mr. Xue turned pale and murmured: "Did you hear that? Another one!"
Another cave-like realm!
While everyone was still looking at each other, another lazy voice rang out again: "Man, let's make a bet, from now until dawn tomorrow, who of us can kill the most trash fish!"
This sound, like a spell from hell, deeply stimulated the nerves of these casual cultivators. Suddenly, a casual cultivator in the north burst out crying like a ghost, holding his face with his hands, and suddenly started wailing loudly.
Then, someone saw that the wailing man's feet were like bark, and the flesh was constantly falling off, and the falling situation was very strange. It was like a roasted leg, and then cut off piece by piece with a knife.
He seemed to be coming down, with a strange and terrifying look on his face.
The man screamed "ho ho" twice, and suddenly he grabbed his neck with both hands, as if something hard to swallow was stuck in his throat.
Immediately afterwards, the man began to roll all over the floor, and his orifices began to bleed. The hand holding his throat suddenly grasped something in the void.
Without struggling twice, his whole body tensed up and he lay straight on the ground, obviously dead.
Seeing this strange scene, and thinking of the poisoned corpses on the edge of the Monkey King Mountain, these casual cultivators suddenly shuddered in their hearts.