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Chapter 1526 Ice Soul Fairy, Giant Bull Demon King

The transformation of the Zhoutian Realm, from the disintegration of the world to the final formation of the star realm, naturally cannot be accomplished overnight, and will inevitably be a slow process.

In the same way, even under the Yang family's previous layout of nearly a hundred years, if Yujun and some surrounding areas were to finally take shape independently according to the Yang family's vision and turn into the Xishan Continent, such a process would also be required.

As the houses collapsed one after another, the figure of a giant cow was faintly visible in the flying smoke.

"Moo——"

In the midst of a long and low cry, this village, which had managed to survive the disintegration of the world like a landslide and earth-shattering, was trembling under the iron hooves of a giant bull demon king running back and forth.

Dozens of young and old fled out of the village. There were dozens of surviving monks who directed their spells and magic weapons at the giant bull demon. Among them, there was even a middle-aged monk whose cultivation had reached the level of a real person.

However, even so, when these dozens of spells and magic weapons shining with various auras fell on his body, for this giant bull demon in the demon king realm, it was not much different from itching.

Even the power of Muramasa, the only real person in the real world, was no more than a mosquito bite to the giant bull demon king.

"Run away, run away, the village can no longer be saved, every one who can escape is one!"

The real-life village leader shouted loudly, but suddenly he heard the surrounding villagers exclaim in unison. When he looked up, he saw the dozens of villagers who had joined forces with him to stop the bull demon with horrified faces.

looked behind him.

"Whoops——"

Two jets of hot and moist white steam passed by both sides of his shoulders, but Muramasa's body was so cold that he became stiff.

On the ground, under the afterglow of the setting sun, a huge and ferocious shadow stretched out, a pair of curved horns like two scimitars rising to the sky, and the huge body seemed to have swallowed up the entire village.

Muramasa's originally anxious expression calmed down completely, as if he was already prepared for the worst.

Just when Muramasa had completely given up resisting him, there was an explosion in the sky, a faint blazing light flashed away, and the giant bull demon king behind him let out a terrifying howl.

Muramasa subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, but suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on his neck, and couldn't help but shudder: This time it was really cold!

The villagers in the distance suddenly cheered loudly, and some shouted loudly: "Ice Soul Fairy, Ice Soul Fairy!"

Some of them shouted towards Muramasa: "Hurry, come here, we are saved!"

Muramasa, who had already fallen into despair, immediately cheered up. He was a distant branch of the Yang family in Xishan, and he was a real-life monk. Naturally, he knew who the visitor was better than other villagers.

Muramasa slipped and used the sand and rocks on the ground to his advantage. He was more than ten feet away in an instant and continued to rush towards a safe area.

In the middle of the journey, he even had time to look back, but he saw a female cultivator in green floating down from the sky. Following the direction of her hand, lightning bolts of blue light flew towards a figure with a body of more than ten feet.

No matter how much the bull demon king tried to dodge, he could not avoid the female cultivator's lightning pursuit.

The giant bull demon king looks majestic, but every time a bolt of lightning strikes, the demon king's huge body staggers, and there is no wound at the location where it was struck. There is only a layer of ice attached to it, but instead

It's like adding a layer of armor to it.

However, after the giant bull demon king was hit several times, he completely panicked, turned around and tried to escape.

However, no matter how fast it is, how can it be faster than the thunderbolt? Although layers of yellow light are constantly emerging on the surface of the giant bull demon king's huge body, trying to block the lightning falling in the sky, but every time it fails

It was easily torn apart by the lightning, and then fell heavily on his body.

From the time the "Ice Soul Fairy" appeared until now, the giant bull demon king has never been able to fight back at all, allowing the opponent's thunder and magical powers to continue to wreak havoc on him.

As the thunder continued to fall, the yellow light emerging from the giant bull demon became less and less, and the ice armor on its body became thicker and thicker. The giant bull demon king's escape speed became slower and slower, and his body became heavier.

.

Until the last thunderbolt of "Ice Soul Fairy" hit the demon king's head, his huge body finally couldn't support it, and fell to the ground. Under the huge inertia, it slid forward all the way, covering a distance of thirty feet in front of it.

Everything was razed to the ground.

The figure of "Ice Soul Fairy" slowly fell down, but she frowned slightly when she looked at the huge body of the demon king.

At this time, the real-person village leader came over and said, "Yang Linghe, the village leader of Xiahe Village, has met Fairy Ding!"

"Huh?"

"Bingso Fairy" was surprised when she heard this. She turned to look at him and said, "Are you from the "Ling" generation of the Yang family? How can you be just a village leader with such a level of cultivation?"

Yang Linghe smiled bitterly and said: "Fairy Hui Ding, although I can be regarded as a member of the Yang family, my blood relationship is from a distant branch. Although I am just a village leader, I am quite comfortable on weekdays and don't have much trouble with trivial matters."

Since the Yang family moved to Mengyu County from Qingshi Town in Chenyu County, it has spread over the past four hundred years. "Tian Junqin stands, Xuanling Zijing" has been passed down for eight generations according to generation. It was only the Yang family at the time

There are hundreds of direct descendants of the four brothers and sisters of the great ancestor, and the number of other collateral bloodlines and distant branches is even larger.

Because of this, the names of some remote branches of the Yang family no longer follow the order of inheritance of the direct line of the Yang family.

Although Yang Linghe claims that he is a branch of the Yang family, his name is still among the generations with the word "ling". Obviously, his ancestors must be very close to the direct descendants of the Yang family.

Fairy Bingpo looked at him deeply and suddenly said: "You performed well today and are worthy of the Yang family tradition. If you have time in the future, you can come to Yuanci Mountain to find me."

Yang Linghe didn't show the slightest hint of surprise. He just bowed heavily and said, "Thank you, senior, for your consideration."

Fairy Bingpo nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something and said without looking back: "Oh, by the way, those pair of horns are good, remember to send them to Yuanci Mountain, peel off the cowhide and send it back to Xishan, and leave the rest

It’s up to you to deal with it yourself.”

Yang Linghe, who was surrounded by death, was quite wealthy. In front of the corpse of a demon king that was full of treasures for him, he could not contain his surprise and said loudly: "Thank you, Fairy, for the generous gift!"

However, when he raised his head to look, there was no trace of the fairy anywhere in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

At this time, the villagers in the distance behind him had the courage to step forward, but in front of the huge corpse of the demon king, they still couldn't help but feel apprehensive, but their curiosity about the "Ice Soul Fairy" still prevailed in their hearts.

Feeling a little worried, a villager immediately asked: "Mr. Muramasa, it is said that the 'Ice Soul Fairy' is the direct disciple of Junshan Immortal Lord. Is this possible?"

Yang Linghe hesitated slightly, a complex look flashed across his expression, but he still nodded affirmatively.

Many villagers behind him, especially some young monks, suddenly exclaimed "Wow", which dissipated a lot of the sadness caused by the rampage of the giant bull demon king in the village.

On the way back to Xishan from Yuanci Mountain, Ding Rulan encountered several villages that were more or less invaded by outside forces. Although she could expel or even kill these outside monks, the entire Yang family's sphere of influence now controlled

, there are tens of thousands of villages like Xiahe Village. Even if she has a high level of cultivation, she still has no skills at all. How can she expel them cleanly?

We cannot allow these extraterritorial forces to wreak havoc. We must find a way. It is best to send a large number of low-level monks to join forces to expel or destroy Yujun, as well as the extraterritorial forces in the surrounding areas. Only by completely controlling the basic base of the Yang family

Only then can the teacher’s original idea be realized.

Ding Rulan thought secretly.

It's not that the Yang family's great magical powers won't take action when faced with such a situation, but because at this time, the Yang family's Taoist great supernatural powers basically have their own duties, and it may be difficult to spare their hands to clean up at this time.

Extraterritorial forces within Yu County.

While thinking about it, Ding Rulan had followed the Qinshui River all the way up and saw the majestic mountains of Xishan from a distance.

And at this time, a ray of light came from the north towards the West Mountain.

"Senior Ning, why are you back? Where is my senior brother?" Ding Rulan looked at the person with some surprise.

"What, are you surprised to see me?" Ning Bin asked with a smile.

Ning Bin stopped taking advantage of the light, waiting for Ding Rulan to meet up, and then the two of them headed towards the West Mountain together.

Ding Rulan also smiled and said: "That's not the case, it's just that the juniors like me should do these errands. What's more, the senior is the Huangting Taoist. At this time, it is even more important to stay in Yucheng to avoid being taken advantage of by outside forces."

Ning Bin blinked his eyes and said: "It turns out that I am the one who deserves to die. It's just that your senior brother is still in seclusion to stabilize his cultivation, but he can't come at this time. In desperation, I can only go there in person."

Already."

"Senior brother is in retreat?"

Ding Rulan was a little surprised, but then she thought of something randomly, raised her eyebrows, and her usually expressionless face became a little more joyful, and said: "Could it be..."

Ning Bin laughed and said: "Exactly, exactly, that boy just survived the thunder tribulation on the Yuanhantian Peak outside Yucheng not long ago."

When Ning Bin and Ding Rulan returned to Xishan, they saw that Ba Wu had already arrived from Quwu Mountain. Also present were Yang Huaxianzun and Yang Qinyu.

Seeing the two people coming in, Yang Qinyu asked without the need for Immortal Yang Hua to speak: "How is the situation on the road?"

Ning Bin and Ding Rulan looked at each other, and then Ning Bin said in a deep voice: "It's very bad. Many villages have been invaded by foreign forces, causing heavy casualties. Some villages were even massacred. Now our Yang family's power is mainly concentrated

The scattered villages in Xishan, Yucheng, Yuanci Mountain and Quwu Mountain are unable to organize effective resistance in the face of external forces."

Ding Rulan recalled her experience in Xiahe Village and said: "I think we should send people to eliminate the alien monks who came from outside the territory within the control of the family. At least Yu County cannot continue to be corrupted, otherwise even if we defend the four major stations, there will be

No matter what, the teacher’s plan will definitely be affected.”

Yang Qinyu sighed: "The problem is that we can't take action now, and there are no Taoist monks to hold the line. Even if low-level monks are sent out, it will only increase casualties. After all, those with great supernatural powers from outside the territory will not face low-level monks.

Keep it."

Everyone felt helpless for a moment.

After a moment, Ning Bin said slowly: "The Immortal Lord has a big plan and focuses on the future. We can only follow it, but the land of Yujun cannot sit back and watch the corruption. For the current plan, even if we know that the casualties will increase greatly, we can't do it."

We need to send low-level monks out to eliminate them."

Yang Qinyu was about to say something when Immortal Yang Hua, who was sitting at the top and had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "The leader is here, now there is no need to worry."

"who?"

"Is the teacher returning?"

Ning Bin and Ding Rulan asked almost at the same time.

Immortal Master Yang Hua smiled "haha", pointed towards the western sky, and said: "Look, it's coming soon!"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Immortal Master Yang Hua, and saw a huge boat that looked very mottled on the surface, breaking out of the sky with only a little bright red clouds left.


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