There is a large open space in the center of the city. On the open space, on a circular pattern ten feet in diameter, a middle-aged man with a "king" tattoo on his forehead is sitting on it.
On the edge of the circular pattern, three other men guarded the outside.
"Tiger Saint, the cultivators from Dongcheng and Beicheng have been attacking for more than a day."
The demon cultivator named Tiger Saint in the center suddenly opened his eyes, and the three of them were immediately silent. "What can a few cultivators do to me? If you still make noise and disturb my way to open heaven, be careful, I will swallow you up now."
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The three of them shut up immediately.
Suddenly, Tiger Saint directly stretched out his right hand in the air.
Banque's figure appeared instantly.
"A mere remnant soul dares to appear in front of me?"
Banque was speechless, and his entire body instantly dissipated like ink.
When he reappeared, a cold dagger was inserted into the waist of a demon cultivator outside.
"Trash!" Tiger Saint took action out of thin air, Banque didn't dare to stay, and his figure disappeared instantly.
The injured demon cultivator pulled out the dagger from his waist and knelt on the ground, "Tiger Saint, we were the ones who were negligent!"
Tiger Saint snorted coldly, "Damn reptile, if most of your spiritual power wasn't in the Heavenly Road, I could crush you to death with just a wave of my hand!"
The demon cultivator continued: "Tiger Saint, how about I track this remnant soul first?"
"Stay where you are. If he breaks in here again, you will understand yourselves!"
"yes!"
...
Jiang Xiaoyu held walnuts in his hands and stood in the sky dozens of miles away from Sifang City, looking at them.
East City, that is the direction that Yun Manlou and others are attacking.
They can still be seen in the sky from time to time.
A day has passed, but the fighting shows no sign of stopping.
Obviously, they underestimated the demon cultivator's endurance.
In the direction of the north city, a huge Dharma statue was fighting fiercely with three black shadows.
At that time, Yun Manlou and others originally urged Sanyi to join them in taking action, but Sanyi said that he was at least equivalent to five simple good deeds, and it was just a matter of effort to face the three demon cultivators.
However, now it seems that Sany has also encountered some troubles.
Although the demon cultivators from both directions couldn't stop a few people, they couldn't do anything about those demon cultivators.
After a day of fierce fighting, no progress was made.
Everyone involved naturally understood that they seemed to have underestimated these demon cultivators.
Although the overall strength of the demon cultivators is a little weaker, the spiritual power in their bodies seems to be endless. Moreover, their bodies recover very quickly.
One moment his intestines were broken, and the next moment he was back to normal.
However, this is understandable.
After all, demon cultivators come from the demon clan to cultivate Taoism.
And the practice of demon cultivators mostly focuses on devouring other people or the same kind.
What is devoured is not only the cultivation level, but also the ability of the original owner during his lifetime.
Moreover, demon cultivators have extremely long lifespans, and those who can survive to this day have all come from the battle of blood and fire.
As for the monks in the world of cultivation, they have no strength, but when it comes to experience in life and death battles, they are much weaker.
"Walnut, walnut, when will you wake up?" Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the still sleeping walnut in his hand, extremely anxious.
Now, the aura in Walnut's body has almost reached the peak of Mahayana, but there is still no sign of waking up.
Jiang Xiaoyu knew this was a good thing, but he just couldn't control his anxiety.
Three days later, the battle in the direction of Sifang City showed no sign of ending.
Three days is a considerable waste of time, both for Yun Manlou and others and for Sanyi.
However, they seemed to be trapped at this time, unable to move forward at all.
Regarding the demon cultivator's strength, Jiang Xiaoyu had a clearer judgment in his mind.
Walnut in his arms would stretch his limbs once or twice, and the aura on his body had risen to a level that made Jiang Xiaoyu's hair stand on end.
Someone seemed to be approaching quickly in the sky behind, Jiang Xiaoyu turned around to take a look.
He was extremely familiar with the man in front of him, and Jiang Xiaoyu recognized him at a glance as the lingering Lu Haodang.
Jiang Xiaoyu recognized most of the monks around Lu Haodang, and the place where he knew them was, without exception, almost all in the Four Symbol Sect.
Unable to figure out the purpose of the people in front of him, Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly ran away.
By the time they arrived at Jiang Xiaoyu's location, Feng Chengping was the only one left there.
Feng Chengping bowed, "Everyone, is it because you received the jade slip from my Beast Control Sect?"
Lu Haodang looked at Jiang Xiaoyu who had walked away and nodded, "The appearance of a demon cultivator in this world is no small matter. We can't just stay in a corner!"
In the direction of Sifang City, a dazzling golden light suddenly came from the north.
Lu Haodang shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect that the demon cultivator could actually make Master Trinity use all his strength."
Feng Chengping explained helplessly: "It has been four days, and Master Sanyi has fought one against three without showing any signs of decline. His strength has already become extraordinary and holy."
Lu Haodang looked to the east again, where sometimes golden needles were flying, sometimes the sky was filled with red silk, and sometimes bursts of Sanskrit sounds could be heard.
"That's the sect master, Fairy Chuxue, and Master Pu Shan."
"Pu Shan?" Ye Shoucheng behind him glared angrily, "It's really hard to get here without any effort. He Pu Shan destroyed my Colorful Ping, and I was looking for him everywhere. I didn't expect him to be here!"
"That's all." Lu Haodang pressed his hand, "Let's talk about the Qicaiping matter after the evil cultivator in front of us is over."
"But!"
"If the disaster is not eliminated, there won't even be a place to stay in the world of cultivation. So, let's leave it like this for now."
With that said, Lu Haodang looked at Feng Chengping, "Elder, please tell me, what do we need to do now?"
Feng Chengping immediately made arrangements for Yunmanlou.
"Now, people are already attacking the East City and North City, and the rest are still in the West City and South City."
"Leave Xicheng and Nancheng to us!" Ye Shoucheng obviously didn't have a clear judgment on the power of the demon cultivator.
"Nonsense!" Lu Haodang said coldly: "What kind of power is Lord Trinity? When he fights with three demon cultivators, it's hard to tell the winner. If the people here are divided into two, they will be beaten by others.
There isn’t even enough space between the teeth.”
After saying that, Lu Haodang raised his hand towards Feng Chengping and said, "We will attack Xicheng with all our strength. Of course, if we lose, there is nothing we can do."
Feng Chengping immediately bowed and said, "Sect Master Lu, just do your best."
After the flash of swords and swords flashed on the west city, Jiang Xiaoyu slowly appeared beside Feng Chengping, "I didn't expect that he, Lu Haodang, would also come!"
"After all, the matter of demon cultivators is of great importance. The usual battles are simply not worth mentioning in the face of this kind of right and wrong."
"It's rare that he has the conscience to discover it."
Feng Chengping shook his head and said, "Uncle, don't think too simplistically. If the demon cultivator's matter is solved smoothly, what he has been like before and what he will be like in the future. Human hearts cannot be changed so easily."
Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment before nodding thoughtfully.
...
Far North.
After the heavy snowfall, the world returned to its original state.
The earth became dark, and all the solid ice was deposited in the sky.
Suddenly, a very fast figure appeared in the sky.
After a while, the figure got into the clouds.
That was the storyteller. At this time, there were already two ice strips hanging on his mustache.
He reached out and touched the thousand-foot-thick ice above, and then directly pulled out the ice strips from his beard with his other hand.
"Ouch!" Bingtiaozi directly brought down a few of his beards, and the mustache complained: "Damn, I really don't know where to find a place, I just want to hide in this place where birds don't poop."
Complaints were complaints, he cleared his throat and said loudly: "I want a hole, deep and smooth for me to penetrate!"
After the light flashed on the ice, a hole that could accommodate a person really appeared.
In the hole, a dazzling light came from the cave. He closed his eyes and went straight in.
A thousand-foot-thick ice layer emerged, and a scorching sun hung in the sky above.
"I have a pair of invisible wings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mustache instantly flew towards the sun.
However, the closer you get to the sun, the higher the temperature becomes.
There was no other way, so the mustache had no choice but to add, "It's so damn cool."
The cold wind on the shop floor finally made me feel better.
After flying for half an hour, he finally arrived in front of the sun.
Said to be the sun, it actually looks like a large egg about six feet in diameter.
The mustache knocked on the eggshell as if knocking on the door, "Hey, didn't you say that God can repair that gap? God has appeared."
There was no response from inside.
"Hey! Did you hear that? God has appeared. Please tell me, what should I do next?"
Still no response from inside.
The mustache was so angry that he kicked the eggshell directly.
The next moment, cracks like spider webs appeared on the eggshell.
"Here I go, when did this eggshell become so fragile?"
The eggshell broke open, revealing a figure about three inches tall with eyes tightly closed.
"You slept so well!" There was no other way, so the storyteller twisted his ears and yelled: "Wake up, wake up! If you don't, the sun will shine on your butt!"
The villain slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the storyteller. The storyteller immediately released his right hand that was twisting his ear.
"I heard it." The voice was simple and distant, as if uttered by an old man who was buried in the earth.
"I heard it and you still didn't tell me what to do."
"It doesn't matter. I have already noticed that the door to the fairyland has been closed. I can never go back. Let him be like this in this world."
"Hey! You are a bit weird. Back then, you were the one who said that as long as we wait until God, God will help us close that gap. We didn't have any hope at all. We relied on ourselves along the way."
"Now, God has appeared, and you say it doesn't matter."
"Back then, if it hadn't been for my instigation, that powerful man wouldn't have wielded that sword to repair the gap. It's just that I wanted to atone for myself so that I wouldn't be blamed too much when I returned to the fairy world."
"Atonement?" The mustachioed man snorted coldly, "You have been here for tens of thousands of years, never leaving the front door, never taking a second step, and running back and forth. You are more than one generation of earth immortals. You still have to atone for your sins. Damn it!"
They will put gold on their own faces!"
The figure drooped his eyelids and said, "You are becoming more and more presumptuous."
"You think you are still the same as before. Now you can barely breathe once a year, but don't use your previous majesty to intimidate us."
The eight-character Hu paused and said directly: "Just tell me, what should I do?"
The figure shook his head helplessly, "The fragility of this world has exceeded my imagination. It is impossible for the true form of God to come here again."
"But I clearly feel the breath of God!"
"Perhaps, God just took a look at this world."
The figure's eyes slowly closed, "Let go of your obsession. If the fairy world doesn't exist, what's the point of the human world?"
"Fuck you!" The mustache was furious and kicked the figure to pieces.
In the sky below, the solid ice seemed to have lost something.
In the far northern sky, a burst of freezing rain unexpectedly fell.
[Author's digression]: Thank you all book friends for your companionship over the past few months. It has been almost five months since I uploaded it in late April. From today on, the story will come to an end. I always feel that a story
, just finish speaking, there is no need to write millions of words. Of course, it is more because of the limited writing power!