After nightfall, the entire Nanjian Sect lit up torches. Novel .
At the mountain gate, the flames on the tops of two one-meter-thick bronze pillars burn so brightly that one can see the light from a hundred miles away.
Not one of the three thousand disciples of the Nanjian Sect fell asleep, and they were all ready.
Wang Xiu was sitting in the hall on the top of the mountain. A top-level three-star battle sword was placed in front of the seat, emitting wisps of light blue brilliance. This sword was the treasure of the Southern Sword Sect and was also the treasure of the former Sword Sect.
One of the ten famous swords.
The name is Azure.
Jian Wushang's outstanding figure is like a straight spear, standing quietly between the two copper pillar torches outside the mountain gate. The shadows on the ground appear to be flickering with the beating of the flames.
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Time passed minute by minute.
Except for the cool breeze at night, which became more and more violent, the expected terrible disaster of being attacked by the giant centipede monster did not occur.
After midnight, all the disciples of the Nanjian Sect gradually relaxed their vigilance and vigilance. Those disciples with lower cultivation levels felt sleepy, and some fell asleep directly against the wall, with deep snoring sounds.
After all, Wang Xiu is a man who has lived for nearly a hundred years and is still full of energy.
After another hour, he turned his head, looked at the hourglass in the corner of the hall, and said: "The ugly time has passed, and it will be dawn in another hour. It seems that the giant centipede demon also knows that the masters of the Southern Sword Sect are like clouds.
I don’t dare to come and do evil at all.”
On both sides of the hall, there were four fortune masters and more than ten masters sitting, all of them smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
An elder with a black mole on his eyebrows stood up, turned his back to the palace door, and laughed loudly: "We in the Southern Sword Sect have three thousand sword cultivators, let alone a mere monster, even if it is a demon
The three major forces of the alliance don’t dare to break in easily...haha...ah..."
Before the laughter could stop, the elder of the life master screamed, covered his neck with both hands, and flew out of the palace door without being controlled by himself.
That's because a wisp of black air wrapped around his neck.
"Where is the monster?"
Wang Xiu was the first to react, and with a loud bang, he drew out his azure sword.
The entire hall was filled with blue sword light, and he rushed outside the hall.
"Stab it."
A sound of flesh and blood being torn apart came from outside the hall.
The next moment, two halves of a bloody corpse flew in from the outside. It was the elder of the fortune teller who had just been caught outside the temple.
Wang Xiu staggered forward, dodged out from between the two halves of the corpse, and pulled out a blue waterfall-like sword light, containing boundless rage, slashing towards a huge black shadow outside the palace.
A claw that was one meter long reached out and grabbed the azure sword directly. All the blue light emitted from the sword was wrapped in wisps of black evil energy.
"How is that possible?"
Wang Xiu's sword could not be slashed out or retracted. It was locked tightly by the opponent's giant claw.
Suddenly, a second giant claw came out and struck Wang Xiu on the body, beating him until he vomited blood. He was thrown back to the palace door like a ball, and his body hit the metal chair directly above the hall.
"Pfft!"
Wang Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood again, but his hand was empty. The blue sword had been taken away.
The martial arts masters of the Nanjian Sect in the hall were all shocked. Who could have imagined that an elder of the Life Master died in an instant, and even the sect leader of the sixteenth heaven realm was seriously injured in an instant.
"Boom."
A black centipede more than twenty meters long smashed into the hall door, and its huge body squeezed half in. Suddenly, black evil energy filled the entire hall, the temperature became extremely cold, and all the flames were extinguished at this moment.
In the palace, the panicked masters could only see the green will-o'-the-wisps emanating from the two eyes of the Black Centipede Demon, which reflected its old face in a gloomy and terrifying way.
"There are so many delicious foods, eat them all, eat them all. Quack!" The black centipede demon ghost made a hoarse voice and looked down at the people in the hall.
Wang Xiu suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted: "Let's take action together to kill the evil spirits."
"Swish."
The three life master elders and more than a dozen masters pulled out their elemental war swords one after another, released overwhelming sword energy, and attacked the black centipede demon ghost.
Their attacks could not hurt the Black Centipede Demon Ghost at all, but were all swept away by its claws.
Three of the masters were killed on the spot.
The other life masters and masters were also caught by the claws of the black centipede ghost, struggling painfully without any resistance.
The black centipede demon ghosts continued to absorb the vitality and souls in their bodies, and the ninety-eight claws on their bodies, eighty-eight of them, all showed green light patterns.
"Wow"
After a while, cyan light patterns also appeared on the eighty-nine claws, and became brighter and brighter.
If there are powerful psychics here, they will understand that if the cyan light pattern covers the ninety-eight claws of the Black Centipede Demon Ghost, it will undergo an earth-shaking transformation and become as powerful as a real person.
"How powerful is this monster? Nearly twenty martial arts masters attacked together, and unexpectedly, they were all captured in less than a breath."
The power of the black centipede demon ghost frightened Wang Xiu so much that he stepped back repeatedly, his legs became weak, and finally he fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"!!..."
The bronze bell halfway up the mountain kept ringing.
All the disciples of the Nanjian Sect rushed towards the main hall on the top of the mountain from all directions.
When they gathered at the White Stone Square outside the main hall, they saw that the main hall had collapsed and turned into ruins.
In the ruins, a black centipede captured all the more than ten martial arts masters of the Southern Sword Sect, including the sect leader Wang Xiu, and held them in its claws, lifting them in the air and continuously absorbing the vitality and souls in their bodies.
Wang Xiu and others were in extremely miserable condition. Their eyes, nostrils, mouths, and ears were all bleeding, and screams kept coming from their mouths.
Most of the disciples of the Nanjian Sect were frightened by the scene in front of them and did not dare to get close at all.
There was originally a disciple of the Nanjian Sect, holding the original mirror, reflecting the mirror image. At this moment, his hands became weak due to fright, and the original mirror fell to the ground with a "bang".
However, live broadcast footage still appeared on the original Skynet.
On a mountaintop not far from Nanjian Sect, Zhuo Wei used a crystal ball to transmit the mirror image to the original Skynet, and exclaimed: "A low-level planet actually gave birth to such a powerful soul.
, it’s incredible. It looks like it’s about to transform into a true spirit.”
Next to him, Lao Mai frowned and said, "What are you doing? We are here to see Chu Yun and Mandala Lianxin, don't delay the business."
"Such a big thing has happened. If Chu Yun and Mandala Lianxin are nearby, they will definitely come over. This soul is quite special. By reflecting its mirror image, it can be regarded as collecting materials!" Zhuo Wei
road.
On the original sky net, I saw the scene of the black centipede demon ghost capturing more than ten martial arts masters of the Southern Sword Sect. It immediately caused an uproar and countless warriors were shocked.
After all, those who were captured included Wang Xiu, whose cultivation had reached the sixteenth level.
Jian Wushang rushed to the top of the mountain, jumped over everyone's heads, and shouted: "Come with me and save people."
Led by Jian Wushang, the Southern Sword Sect disciples who were trembling with fear immediately raised their swords and rushed towards the Black Centipede Demon Ghost.
"Boom."
Suddenly, a human figure fell from the sky.
Powerful vitality erupted from his body, turning into a wave of air several feet high, sending nearly a hundred warriors including Jian Wushang flying backwards.
Except for Jian Wushang, no one can stand up again.
The disciples of the Nanjian Sect stopped again and stared at the figure descending from the sky in surprise.
It was a burly white-haired old man, wearing a purple dragon robe, with a pair of silver arms exposed under his sleeves, exuding a rebellious and awe-inspiring aura.
Any warrior who meets his eyes can't help but feel a chill.
An old Nanjian Sect warrior, with trembling teeth, exclaimed: "Silver Cold Demon Hand... he is... he is... Gu Yan, the master of the Ghost Palace..."
Hearing Gu Yan's name, the disciples of Nanjian Sect were all shocked.
Some of the timid warriors immediately rushed down the mountain, preparing to escape.
"This centipede's true soul is in a critical period of transformation. You are its food, how can you escape?"
Gu Yan said thoughtfully, and then took out a palm-sized stone chip. The stone chip was covered with strange runes, and as the vitality was injected into it, the runes all turned blood red.
This stone piece is a precious soul-calling stone talisman.
Gu Yan held the soul-calling stone talisman and uttered a series of strange spells. Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew at the foot of the Nanjian Sect mountain, and a large amount of ghost mist filled the forest.
Hundreds of ghosts rushed out of the ghost mist, forcing all the Nanjian Sect disciples who were about to escape to flee back to the mountain gate.
At this moment, although the Nanjian Sect had three thousand disciples, they were all so frightened that their faces were ashen.
"Why is that old devil Gu Yan in the Southern Sword Sect?"
"Gu Yan is the most powerful psychic in White Tribulation Star. He summoned so many ghosts at once. Does he want to destroy the Nanjian Sect by himself?"
"I understand! Gu Yan plans to use the three thousand disciples of the Southern Sword Sect to feed the giant centipede demon and help the giant centipede demon improve its cultivation. Then, he will use the spirit control method to subdue the giant centipede demon and indirectly gain powerful power.
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"It's over. The Nanjian Sect will be destroyed tonight."
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There was a lot of mourning on the original skynet, because they were about to watch a sect being destroyed before their eyes, and celebrities like Jian Wushang and Su Yan were also likely to die there.
Sitting cross-legged in Lin Ke by the Xijian Mountain Stream, I felt the sound coming from the top of the mountain and woke up from my practice.
After using his soul to explore, Lin Ke suddenly stood up, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "This damn demon seems to have become a lot smarter. It actually waited until dawn was almost before it launched an attack. Wait a minute.
...It is the breath of ancient Yan."
"Shua"
Lin Ke lifted up Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the phoenix wings on his back spread out, turned into a ray of fire, and soared straight to the top of the mountain——