In recent years, the demon sect, under the leadership of the demon sect's saint Jiang Ruoxi, has been ruthless and cruel. Wherever they go, they have a reputation for being vicious and bloodthirsty.
In this West, all living beings have been killed and few are left. They must either join the Demonic Cult or die.
They have always been the ones looking for someone, and when others come to them, it is the first time that the flower girl gets on the sedan chair.
They couldn't help but feel excited. Looking at the few prisoners who had been killed around the Holy Land of the Demon Cult, they immediately organized a team and looked at the unicorns and beasts in the sky, showing excited expressions.
The bloodthirsty craziness in his eyes made Sibuang feel his eyelids twitching and he swallowed hard, as if in the next moment, the Qilin tribe and the beasts would die without a burial place in the enemy's charge.
As the saying goes, if one soldier is frightened, the whole group will be frightened.
The four strange things are like this general. As he is trembling, the unicorns and beasts behind him are also trembling, and they are retreating step by step.
If Wang Shuo hadn't snorted from behind, these people would have fled in all directions.
"Come now, it's still too late, otherwise I'll let you and everyone else from the Demon Cult be buried together!" Wang Shuo's tepid voice sounded.
The seemingly calm words made everyone feel cold.
This person is also a murderer without blinking an eye. There is a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him. If he fights to the death, maybe with the help of Taoist Qinglian, there is still a glimmer of hope!
"Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy. The majesty of the Qilin clan cannot be violated!" Si Xiang tried hard to maintain his momentum as the Qilin King, but...
His trembling legs had betrayed him.
But he still went up, clenched his teeth, shook his legs, and smashed over with the Qilin Seal that suppressed the Qilin clan's luck.
The rest of the unicorns and beasts also rushed into the Holy Land of the Demon Cult with sad faces.
At the moment when these people were charging and colliding together, a big black bell made a roar and soared into the sky. All the races in the sky were hidden on the big bell, and the five-color light became more and more dazzling.
The moment the big bell appeared, a rolling black river covered the entire mountain range of the Holy Land of the Demon Cult. Everyone seemed to have been cast a restraining spell and was unable to move.
No, it's not that they can't move, it's that the flow of time has slowed down, and their bodies have also become slower in this long river of time.
Qilin, the beast is not within this restriction, and can move freely. It charges forward, raises the knife and drops it. The luster of the metal and the sharp blade rise and fall in the hand.
The members of the Demonic Cult who used to be extremely rampant, crazy, and murderous were shattered like tofu by the butcher's knife with one blow.
Si unlike held the Qilin Seal in his hand and waved it wildly. Every time it fell, more than a dozen demon sect members would be killed. Under the huge seal, there was all sticky flesh and golden law brilliance.
The remaining kilins, holding weapons, walked carefully among the demon sect. Looking at the poor demon sect members who moved very slowly and had poor reaction speed, they gradually let go of their hands and feet.
At first, they just killed one person and quickly stepped aside, fearing that it was a trap and someone would plot against them.
But... after killing and killing, these unicorns and beasts finally came to their senses and looked at the big black clock on the horizon!
That's Taoist Qinglian's magic weapon of chaos, the Chaos Clock... With this thing suppressing it, it's no wonder that everyone in the Demon Sect moves slowly and is at the mercy of others.
Thinking of this, these people finally let go of their hands and started killing people wantonly.
Quickly weaving through the crowd, every time the weapon in his hand fell, it would bring up a rain of blood. For a moment, the sky was covered with red water drops.
The demon sect members who had rushed up earlier and sworn to be honest, immediately sensed the changes in their bodies after being covered by the long river of time in the Chaos Clock, and their expressions gradually became panicked.
The madness, bloodthirsty, and ferocity in his eyes all disappeared and turned into fear.
Just like they controlled the life and death of those creatures in the past, they would also be afraid and fearful, but it was only when these fears and fears did not come to them that they showed their crazy bloodthirst.
Until now, fear has set in, and the panic in their eyes has reached the extreme. Many people even cried for their fathers and wanted to run back.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
The torrent of time is getting bigger and longer, and the black luster covers the land. The breath of time rolling by and the fragments of past memories emerge one by one in the river.
Everyone in the Demon Sect seems to have seen the creatures that were killed in the past. The fear and panic in their eyes are so similar to theirs now.
"Bold! Who dares to come to our demon sect to cause trouble!" Wang Shuo used the Chaos Bell to suppress the demon sect's holy land, and soon attracted more and more members of the demon sect.
These people were overwhelming and dense, flying in from all directions, as majestic as locusts.
Wang Shuo raised his head and looked at those creatures with an expressionless face.
The four swords of Zhu Xian suddenly came out of their scabbards, emitted sword sounds, and transformed into four sword formations in the sky, suppressing them in four directions: southeast, northwest, and northwest.
The Immortal-killing Sword Formation, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, and the Immortal-Destroying Sword Formation each defend one side. The time within this sword formation is long, and you can move in or out.
No matter how many creatures there are or how many people are killed, as long as you dare to break in, once you rush in, no one will come out again.
In the four sword formations, the sounds of crying and wailing became louder and louder, and blood swayed from the sky, dyeing the entire mountain range red.
Everyone looked at this hell-like scene with extreme fear in their hearts, and finally recognized the person, who it was...
The Four Swords of Killing Immortals, the Chaos Bell...
If this is not the magic weapon of Taoist Qinglian, who else could it be? In the past, during the war between the three clans, even the reincarnation of the chaotic demon body such as time and life were cut down one by one.
Hundreds of millions of beings from three tribes besieged Fengshan. In the end, how many people could survive? Those former overlords in the ancient world, the First Qilin, the Ancestral Dragon, time, and life are all now a thing of the past.
Who provoked this murderous god?
The remaining members of the Demon Cult did not dare to rush into the formation. They just looked at the broken limbs and broken arms scattered inside the formation from a distance like a meat grinder. They swallowed saliva, widened their eyes, and their bodies continued to tremble.
That feeling of being dominated by fear was something they once brought to other living beings.
And today, they also felt the same fear.
It's really hard to feel like your destiny is being controlled by someone, and your life or death is all decided by someone else's thoughts...
As more and more members of the Demon Cult died, the gloomy clouds on the other side seemed to disperse a lot, and the clouds and mist were pushed aside, revealing the clear blue sky.
The sky, which was often thundering, gradually stopped, and a little life seemed to have returned to the world.
In this disaster, it seems that the Demon Sect is... about to fall and disappear.