While everyone was waiting for Mulinyuan to have nothing to do, Fang Che simply had a few discussions with his six subordinates to get a feel for their respective combat potentials.
Then I found that my foundation was not weak and I had all the potential.
Against dragons, phoenixes, horses, oxen and sheep, Fang Che easily won.
But against Mo Wu, they were evenly matched and fought for a long time. In the end, when Mo Wu lost, it was already after a thousand moves.
Mo Wu was inexplicably shocked.
The leader's current level is only the fourth level of the Venerable level, but he actually defeated himself!
Although he kept his desperate trump card in the end and didn't play it out, he understood that it would be useless if he played it out.
Because, although he didn't play his trump card, the leader didn't play either.
After coming out of the Gu God Space, the two of them had not fought each other.
But don't assume that you know what you are doing. Although the leader is an unparalleled genius, after all, his level of cultivation is still low. I am afraid that he will never be his opponent with real force.
But I followed Night Demon not to convince him with force, but because of Night Demon's courage and future.
Therefore, Mo Huan had already planned in his heart how he should keep a low profile and make the leader look good.
Don't have other ideas because of your strength...
Unexpectedly, I had been planning for several months, and when I finally tried it, I lost.
For a moment, Mo Wang was confused.
How could there be such a genius in this world?
Although Fang Che won, it was not easy at all. Don’t put the kind of pressure on yourself that would put you on the verge of Xue Yihong!
Even more so.
But when he thought that Mo Wang was already thousands of years old and had a huge family... and when he thought that Xue Yihong was only forty-three this year, Fang Che felt relieved.
“Very nice!”
Fang Che praised: "Don't be fooled, I didn't expect that you are so strong."
Mo Wang immediately smiled bitterly: "The leader's words really make my subordinates feel ashamed. I thought... well... compared with the leader, these thousands of years are like living on a dog's body."
It's not just Mo Wang who feels this way.
The same goes for dragons, phoenixes, horses, cattle and sheep.
I thought I was already outstanding enough, but the leader I followed turned out to be such an unprecedented monster!
"You have to get used to it from now on."
Fang Che said calmly: "And you should also pay attention to yourselves, because my entry will be very fast, so be careful not to be dragged down too far by me... Otherwise, your status will be replaced by new people in the future, but it is not surprising at all.
.”
"Don't worry, Master, we will definitely work hard."
Fang Che's words not only did not make these people depressed, but also made them more motivated. Even their mental state was instantly lifted to the extreme.
Because what the leader’s words revealed was also a powerful ambition.
In the evening, after roasting meat, seven members of the Night Demon Sect gathered together and had a drink to celebrate the establishment of the sect.
Very crude.
But, it's very harmonious.
With five people including dragon, phoenix, horse, ox and sheep, everyone felt that an avenue of stars was slowly spreading in front of their eyes.
late at night.
The forest floats in the distance.
He was almost killed on the spot by Ma Qianli, who was in charge of the night watch. Fortunately, he discovered it early because he had seen it before, otherwise this great enshrinement of Yixinjiao would have been buried here.
Fang Che supported Mu Linyuan, who was still frightened: "Second Master is frightened."
Mulinyuan's face turned pale: "Night Demon, your Night Demon Sect... may have fewer people, but it is much more fierce than when your master founded the Yixin Sect."
"You're too complimentary. There are just a few incompetent people."
"hehe……"
Mulin didn't want to talk anymore.
Ineffective?
Compared with incompetent people like you, your master's single-minded teaching is like housing a bunch of trash.
But... this waste included himself, so Mu Linyuan chose to remain silent.
"Let's go, I'll take you to find a place."
"good."
Along the way, Fang Che talked about how he wanted to stay in the Night Demon Cult but was rejected by the Yin Shen Palace. He sighed and complained all the way: "Master is really stingy, not giving to anyone. That's it, before.
He keeps saying that I am his baby bump... Where is the baby?"
"You are contented."
Mulinyuan sighed: "It's good that your master didn't ask you for help."
With that said, let’s talk about the current situation of Yixin Teaching.
Talk all the way.
"I also wanted to come here, but now... I can't say, I really can't leave you there. If I really stay and never leave, your master will probably go crazy."
Mulinyuan smiled bitterly.
"Ha ha……"
"You're just laughing. If you quickly establish the sect, hide it, and lurk... it's a good thing. As for the members of the sect, don't worry about developing slowly in the future. What do you have to worry about if you have hundreds of thousands of years?"
A group of people were walking in the wind and snow.
It was at this time that the old site of the Night Demon Cult was located.
There was a man whose whole body had been dyed white by the heavy snow, and was wandering quietly among the ruins covered by the heavy snow.
He was dressed in white, and his face could not be seen. The only exposed eyes were surrounded by pits and scars.
It seemed that the skin all over his face was completely rotten.
There was even a place under the eyes that was as bare as bones, covered only by a thin layer of flesh.
He slowly ran back and forth among the ruins.
He seems to be looking for something, and he seems to be remembering something.
…
Guardian Headquarters.
Dongfang Sansan stood on the observatory, looking at the vast snow with an angry look on his face.
There is still some powerlessness and confusion.
This expression appeared on Dongfang Sansan's face for the first time in so many years.
Feng Yunqi just came to inform you.
The wind-inducing array of stars set up by the two of them lost contact with the stars in the sky, and the wind could no longer be summoned.
Some other arrangements also have no effect.
It seems that this continent has no connection with the stars in the sky, and has become a complete dead island in the starry sky.
This made Dongfang Sansan's mood completely hit rock bottom.
"It's been ten days and ten nights! The heavy snow still hasn't stopped at all!"
"The wind is coming from the direction of the Solipsism."
"Yan Nan has already implemented this inhumane plan! He has pushed all the snow covering the entire continent to our guardian continent!"
"According to Sesaku, half of the continent over there has stopped snowing. And the other half has also started to gradually stop snowing."
"Only the three thousand miles bordering our Guardian Continent are still covered in heavy snow."
"Obviously, what Yannan means is that as long as it doesn't snow over there, he doesn't care what happens to our side. For this reason, he would rather let the three thousand miles away there still suffer the snowstorm than let our side suffer.
Take some of their light!"
"Now, it's like the snow from the Solipsistic Sect is also falling on the Guardian Continent!"
"this……"
Xue Fuxiao said angrily behind Dongfang Sansan.
"That's what I thought was the worst case scenario."
Dongfang Sansan let out a long sigh.
"Moreover, in this matter... Yan Nan is driving Xue towards us, but don't think too much about his... superb methods. At least for this matter of stopping three thousand miles from the border, Yan Nan
It can’t be done, and it won’t count if you say it.”
"In other words, Yan Nan only invited so much power from the Centipede God!"
Dongfang Sansan frowned: "But...it is a fact that our side will bear all this snow."
"Yes."
"I have no choice but to resist."
Dongfang Sansan's eyes were full of worry: "We can only... rely on our past accumulation to resist."
Xue Fuxiao frowned deeply and said: "A cruel opportunity... This snow contains spiritual energy. Yan Nan pushed the snow over. We have to bear double the disaster, but we are also receiving double the spiritual energy.
.”
Dongfang Sansan smiled bitterly: "Only if you want to survive the disaster can you accept the opportunity. If the disaster cannot survive and too many people die, then this opportunity will not be of much significance."
"There should be no problem in the southeast. After all, Fang Che just killed at least 600 million, and the food that these 600 million can save is enough..."
Xue Fuxiao told a cold joke.
But Dongfang Sansan became serious. He calculated: "Yes, those whose homes were confiscated, some of the food stored in their homes can help a small town. Not to mention other things."
"And there are so many... I have to say that 90% of the people Fang Che killed during this crackdown were people with food and money..."
He frowned and thought for a while, then said: "These should be able to last for a long time. So I have ordered the granary in the southeast to suspend opening until it is really needed... I don't know, various places will allocate some from the southeast."
Xue Fuxiao: "..."
"Let's take a look at the clouds a few more times today."
Dongfang Sansan sighed: "It can be regarded as your cultivation. In the past few days, you have rushed into the clouds and launched all your cultivation to fight in all directions..."
Xue Fuxiao smiled bitterly: "It's a good thing that this is snow cloud, there is no power of thunder in it... Otherwise, I'm afraid everyone will become Fang Yunzheng in the past few days."
Dongfang Sansan's eyes remained unmoved as he said, "Go ahead and use the wind from Yannan. This is the only way we can possibly drive the clouds."
"good."
Xue Fuxiao sighed.
During this period of time, as Yannan activated his divine power, Dongfang Sansan had no divine power to use, so he had to use the stupidest method: urging Xue Fuxiao and others to rush into the clouds to fight against the clouds.
Hit the clouds!
This term was invented by Rui Qianshan.
An unparalleled master rushed into the clouds thousands of feet high in the sky and used all his skills to fight wildly.
Then use this method to stimulate the clouds to move.
The effect is very weak!
The clouds that were scattered will gather again in an instant.
Xue Fuxiao and others continued to play, and the clouds continued to gather, with almost no sign of movement.
But everyone is idle anyway, so they just run into the clouds every day to compete and practice.
And the effect of this practice is very good.
Moreover, this is also the only way for Guardian Continent to fight against it.
So it continued like this.
Make the choice out of desperation and try to enjoy the hardships as much as possible.
"It will take at least ten days..."
Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply: "The snow on the plains has reached a depth of six feet. I am afraid that the entire continent has never seen such heavy snow since the existence of this continent... The people of our continent are suffering so much!"
"Yannan, Yannan, you are lacking in virtue this time!"
Dongfang Sansan said angrily, and slapped his palm on the stone next to him, revealing a clear palm print.
"As for the catastrophe of the entire continent, you only have the Orthodox Church to survive your catastrophe, and we protect the continent to survive our catastrophe, that's all. But you actually asked God Centipede to add the catastrophe on your side to ours.
Come!"
"How heartless you are!"
"Is this the way you save the people who only believe in me? Have you saved them!?"
Dongfang Sansan sighed softly: "My pitiful tens of billions of guardians..."
…
Six people including An Ruoxing, Old Man Shen and others shuttled through the mountains and forests, trying hard to find any human beings who might have survived.
A total of 16,000 experts from the southeast headquarters came out to search and rescue, but as they continued to disperse, they dispersed again...
Basically, after entering a mountainous area, a dispersal will be carried out.
After they dispersed, they went their separate ways.
Some of them can be encountered gradually in future searches and rescues, but some of them have basically lost their way. If they can find their way back, it is considered good.
In front, there is a faint dark color.
There is also a slight smoke.
This is a sign that there was once a village here.
The six people hurried forward and entered this small mountain village surrounded by mountains.
The snow was rolled up instantly, revealing some stone houses, wooden houses, etc.
This village is actually not small. It looks like there are hundreds of households.
However, what they saw made An Ruoxing, Shen Zhixuan and others' blood run cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
In front of him, there were corpses scattered everywhere.
They are all mummies.
They were all in the middle of the snow layer, with several feet of thick snow beneath them and several feet of snow on their bodies. They were lying quietly in the middle, lifeless.
Men, women, old and young, all.
Everyone has blood holes in their body.
Their bodies were shrunken, like mummies - all the blood on their bodies had been drained!
In fact, most of them had their blood drawn while they were still alive!
"One thousand one hundred and sixteen people!"
An expert from the Southeast Headquarters quickly checked around and came back to report, his face full of anger: "I am the only orthodox believer! Those new leaders have done evil!"
An Ruoxing gritted her teeth and roared fiercely, her eyes red.
"This is the seventh, the seventh massacred village that we have discovered!"
"Are they still a little bit human? A little bit more?"
An Ruoxing's eyes are about to burst.
The old man’s chest almost exploded with grief and anger.
Just what I and others discovered were seven villages. What about the ones that were not discovered? What about the ones that others discovered?
Under this heavy snow, in addition to natural disasters, how many evils exist?
This situation occurs once every three years.
Such injuries and corpses are all too familiar to the defenders and guardians!
Every time after the leader-level plan of cultivating Gu to become a god is planned, a large number of small leaders will come down and establish their own sect. As long as these people come down, they will bring about a bloody storm!
They will build their foundation with blood.
This pouring of blood is not an exaggeration, but a real statement: drain the blood from the human body and pour it into the teaching foundation.
Until the protective formation is formed and the blood that enters begins to overflow, it proves that this sect has been successfully established!
For countless years, every time the little leader came down, it was a catastrophe for the people at the bottom.
They, the founders of a small sect, do not dare to provoke powerful beings, but ordinary people have no resistance to them.
For example, in the mountain village in front of us where a thousand people live together, a small sect needs to kill about thirty people to meet the amount of blood required by the teaching base.
In other words, no matter men, women, old or young, more than 30,000 lives were filled in, and this sect was formed.
And the protective formation thus propped up can even withstand an all-out attack from the top 100 levels of the cloud weapon spectrum without being destroyed!
The price is the destruction of tens of thousands of families.
And this is the reason why all small sects must be established on the Guardian Continent.
Because Gu God covers the area by default, there will be no such effect.
Although a large number of small sects will be destroyed every three years, sometimes even none of them will succeed in continuing.
But... in the process of establishing the sect, they have already committed a mountain of blood debt... Countless civilians have died, and those dead lives will never come back!
This is what the Guardians hate the most.
"Let the villagers rest in peace."
An Ruoxing was silent for a moment, then began to clear out a piece of snow and start digging a hole.
Everyone was silent.
However, I just felt like my heart was about to explode.
The flying snow plopped down, showing no mercy at all, just falling mechanically and coldly.
An Ruoxing and others gathered the bodies together and prepared to bury them.
Just then...
An Ruoxing suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart and shouted: "Get out of the way."
The six people dispersed like an explosion, but a battle hall master moved a little slower, a cold light flashed, his head rolled up, and blood spurted out.
The five people turned around quickly, each back to back, and turned to look.
On top of the high snowdrifts, in all directions, there were dozens of figures in white, floating in the air like ghosts. Their eyes were like vultures staring at corpses in the desert.
Cruel, vicious.
The leader was a man of majestic stature, with a beard all over his face, and a sword in his hand.
The sword was stained with blood.
It was he who just issued a sword and killed a master from the Southeast Headquarters.
In his other hand, he held a strange conical bucket, and the blood in the body of the just-dead guardian was continuously flying out of the body automatically, and a bright red stream flew into the conical bucket.
!
The corpse gradually became shriveled up quickly.
An Ruoxing took a deep breath.
Like Zhao Shanhe, he was promoted to deputy chief because of his ability and character, but in terms of actual combat power, he was not very high.
But his judgment is extremely accurate.
At a glance, you can tell that you are surrounded.
The opponent's strength far exceeds our own.
Without moving his lips, he transmitted the message: "Old God, once the battle begins, you will use all your strength to break out!"
Shen Zhixuan's thin body was hunched, and his face was full of wrinkles, without any expression. His eyes were looking at his sword indifferently.
He was indifferent to An Ruoxing's message.
The three life-saving pills that Fang Che gave him were already in his mouth.
The spiritual energy in the body is driven with life-threatening force.
After An Ruoxing urgently transmitted the message, he immediately shook his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I am the new leader of the orthodox religion? I don't know what sect it is, but do you dare to sign up?"
The leader of the man in white wiped the sword in his hand and said calmly: "Easy to say, this leader is the leader of the Destiny Sect under Dongfang. I am Mu Feng, which made Deputy Chief An laugh. So far, he has not been able to successfully establish the Destiny Sect. However,
, with the blood of Deputy Chief An and others, it should be enough."
Mu Feng said calmly: "I didn't expect that this leader would actually catch a big fish this time. Deputy Chief An, you really surprised me."
"I admire Deputy Chief An's courage to go deep into the vast mountains for the people, and I also admire Deputy Chief An's noble sentiments for the people regardless of his own safety. It's just a pity that you and I have different views."
An Ruo
While An Ruoxing was talking to Mu Feng, Shen Zhixuan lowered his head, covering half of his face with messy hair, and quickly transmitted the message to the other three people.
The three of them looked at his back in shock.
The old man gritted his teeth and said the last three words.
The three of them nodded slowly, with a look of awe on their faces.
At the same time, he sent two words to the old man.
"rest assured!"
The snow falls heavily.
Mu Feng smiled lightly and said, "Deputy Chief An is indeed well-informed. It seems that he has heard of my name a long time ago?"
"In the friendly war between good and evil in mainland China, the Pastoral Master once took action."
An Ruoxing said: "It's so prestigious that people can't forget it. I'm just curious about the origin of the Pastoral Master. When he is about to die today, can the Pastoral Master be able to explain it?"
"Mu Feng is just a pawn of my orthodox religion."
Mu Feng said calmly: "It's not worth mentioning. In the plan of raising Gu to become a god, he just barely qualified. There is no background. Deputy Chief An will inevitably be a little disappointed, right?"
An Ruoxing smiled calmly: "I don't believe it."
"I don't believe it either."
The rickety waist of the mysterious man straightened up, as straight as a pine tree.
He slowly took a step forward, stood in front of An Ruoxing, squinted his eyes, and said calmly: "At the beginning, when Master Mufeng went to war, countless people speculated that Master Mufeng was the Night Demon. But now it seems that it is not.
Otherwise, you will establish the Night Demon Sect instead of the Destiny Sect."
Upon hearing Night Demon's name, Mu Feng's pupils shrank and he said calmly: "But the Destiny Cult is much stronger than the Night Demon Cult."
"Really?"
The old man said calmly: "But the pastor has so many masters under his command. It seems that he should be stronger than the Night Demon Cult... I just don't know. Can he kill an old man like me in just a few moves?"
An Ruoxing frowned: "Old God!!"
The voice was extremely stern.
But Shenzhixuan ignored it and said calmly: "An Ruoxing, if you can't go back this time, I won't forgive you even if I die!"
"Asshole!"
An Ruoxing was furious.
"I will block the first wave and try to delay as much time as possible, Zhao Yi will block the second wave, Li Cheng will block the third wave, and Kong Lei will block the fourth wave."
Shen Zhixuan's white hair was flying in the blizzard, and he said calmly: "You don't have to worry about anything, you just need to escape! An Ruoxing, the four of us brothers, beg you to go back with our lives!"