Tang Yun sat in the pavilion and thought for a long time, and finally all his thoughts turned into a sigh.
I brought up the panel and took a look.
He had previously touched the Demonic Domain dungeon, and during this period he had almost squeezed out all the value in it, including the Boss and elite mobs, who had been ravaged by him countless times.
It was not until yesterday that the game was completely resolved and a perfect clearance was achieved. Attribute points were added as usual, and skill points were placed on the most powerful Thirteen Lingyun Swords.
Now, let’s conquer the level dungeon of Blood Sacrifice City again.
System: Do you want to enter the dungeon Blood Sacrifice City?
yes
With a flash in his eyes, Tang Yun arrived at the dungeon and beat Qin Yuanxue away first, asking her to go to the city gate to do things first, while he went all the way to the Zhenwu Pavilion.
He has an excellent method. Although it will not lead to a perfect clearance, at least he will have a chance to kill another boss. After a few repetitions, he may even kill all four bosses in turn.
Moreover, he still had a question in his mind: the dungeon required killing four bosses, but except for the evil god, the other three were all tenth-level warriors, and they were just corrupted by the demonic energy.
If we rescue three people before they are corroded, and then gather together to attack the evil god, is that the standard for passing the level? Or maybe there are other ways here.
Boom!!
He didn't hide anything and directly smashed the towering wall and rushed in. As soon as he saw Zhang Erhe being eroded by the demonic energy, he turned into a demon.
"It's too late~" Tang Yun looked at Zhang Erhe who was shouting to the sky, sighed and chose to exit the copy.
System: Do you want to enter the dungeon Blood Sacrifice City?
yes
This time, Tang Yun no longer waited for Qin Yuanxue, and instead found the direction and ran all the way. His speed was as fast as the dust. Houses collapsed, walls broke, and smoke filled the sky for a long time.
As soon as he arrived at the place, Tang Yun had no time to think about it and instinctively drew his sword and threw it out.
But he saw Broken Dreams coming through the air like arrows, carrying the sound of rolling wind and thunder, and the roaring sound that was deafening. In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and accurately passed over Zhang Erhe's chest, and the sword spine blocked the gap.
The demon's sharp claws.
Zhang Erhe's blood energy was now exhausted and he was extremely consumed. If the evil energy was poured into his body, there would be no way to get rid of it. Tang Yun's divine intervention could be said to have saved his life.
Zhang Erhe spurted out a stream of blood mist, and the demon's sharp claws hit the spine of the sword. The terrifying force caused him to fly backwards, and the house behind him collapsed with a loud bang.
But he was by no means a fledgling who had just debuted. The dust was everywhere and the bricks and stones were scattered everywhere, but a flash of light suddenly appeared. However, he reluctantly grabbed Broken Dream and threw it towards Tang Yun: "Catch the sword.
"
"Thank you."
Tang Yun grabbed the sword with his tentative hand and slid sideways to lift it diagonally. Sparks burst out in an instant, but the sword edge and claws collided dozens of times in an instant.
Lingyun Thirteen Swords.
Suddenly, I heard a melodious chant, and the shadows of the sword merged into one, passing lightly through the gap between the opponent's claws, and it seemed like a beam of light directly pierced the demon's head.
"kill!"
Compared to Zhang Erhe, whose blood was exhausted, Tang Yun was naturally much stronger by recharging his energy, not to mention that the demon had fought fiercely with Zhang Erhe for a long time, and the consumption was not small.
The moment he was pierced by the scorching sword edge, the power of surging energy and blood exploded instantly, shocking the demon to collapse instantly. The demonic energy continued to offset the energy and blood. After a long time, the demon finally let out an unwilling roar and turned into flying ash and rolled up into the air.
Disappeared without a trace.
"Huh?"
Tang Yun blinked and stared at the two gem-like things looming in the endless black gray, with a bit of surprise on his face: "This is... the demonic consciousness of the Red Ship copy."
Opportunity!!!
This discovery completely solved all his doubts and inspired countless inspirations.
After he conquered the three prelude dungeons, the escaping demon consciousness did not immediately merge into one, but took more prudent measures.
Combining what happened in Yangzhou Mansion in reality and what he learned from several prelude copies, Tang Yun could easily deduce the general plan of the demon.
There is an altar under the river of the Red Boat, and then he controls eight altars in the city and sacrifices the blood of the people of Yangzhou Prefecture. The power gained is poured into the consciousness of three demons on average, allowing them to increase their strength at the same time.
There are two reasons for doing this. One is to delay time, and the other is to capture three tenth-level warriors and nourish himself with their corpses.
Three demon consciousnesses with great strength are fighting against Zhao Yi, Long Xingyue, and Zhang Erhe respectively.
In this way, the altar is more like a running program that has been set earlier. As long as it is turned on, there is no need to invest too much attention in the future, as long as it is prevented from being destroyed.
The longer time delays, the more people will die, and the three demons will become stronger and stronger. After they completely eliminate the threat of Zhao Yi and the others, they will only need to use them as sacrifices.
By then, the consciousness of the three demons will merge into one, plus the corpses of the tenth-grade warriors, as well as countless civilians in the city, and finally the demon will be able to regain its former peak strength - the evil god!
This should be its overall plan.
Perfect~
So many thoughts passed through Tang Yun's head, but the reality was that not even a blink of an eye had passed.
Temporarily suppressing his thoughts, he helped Zhang Erhe up: "Are you okay?"
Zhang Erhe stood up weakly, swallowed a few pills and stared at him solemnly: "I didn't expect that your kid is actually tenth grade? Why are you hiding your strength? It's..."
Tang Yun rolled his eyes and interrupted his question directly: "Stop talking so much nonsense. Now that the city is in danger, solving this matter first is the key."
As he said that, he pointed to the house behind: "Open the secret vault and bring anything you need with you quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance to use it."
Zhang Erhe stared at him meaningfully: "After this matter is over, I will definitely report it to Mr. Zhao, and you will be ready to explain."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to encourage his blood, pushed the ruins of the house away, revealing an iron plate underneath, took out something that looked like a key and put it on it to play with, then waved to Tang Yun and walked in first.
After a while.
Tang Yun was wearing thick armor, with seven short spears hanging on his back, iron cable claws wrapped around his waist, a large bow in his hand, and crossbow arrows and quivers hanging on his legs. Under Zhang Erhe's speechless gaze,
He forcefully smashed the ground and rushed out.
Damn...
How afraid is he of death?
Zhang Erhe complained silently. On the surface, it seemed like this, but in fact, he knew very well that Tang Yun's armor was also covered with a layer of inner armor, and there was a layer of soft armor inside the inner armor, and there were several pieces of heart armor tied to the soft armor.
In addition, Tang Yun also carries countless pills in his pocket, and all the weapons are coated with venom specially designed to restrain demons. He is really armed to the teeth. He is now a serious mobile arsenal.
Zhang Erhe took a few pills, and now he has regained some vitality. Although he is armored, he is not as beaten to death as Tang Yun. His voice sounded a bit dull through the helmet: "If you do this, it will not affect your flexibility?"
"There will be no flexibility to roam next."
Tang Yun answered concisely: "The Three Gods Cult has set up a total of nine altars in the city. It wants to sacrifice the city with blood and return to its peak."
There is no need to find the location of the altar now.
The copy was not obvious at the beginning, but as time went on and more and more creatures were devoured, the nine blood-colored light pillars rising into the sky became extremely dazzling, just like a big light bulb in the middle of the night.
Tang Yun said calmly: "Master Zhao is fighting against the demon. We must stop the demon's plan as soon as possible and destroy these altars. You go south, I go north, and we will meet at the thickest light pillar in the city."
"careful."
Looking at his back, Zhang Erhe said. It was obvious that Tang Yun had taken care of his injuries. More people in the north of the city had evacuated, so the light beam was relatively weaker and should be easier to deal with.
And Tang Yun...
"Take care of all hope." Zhang Erhe muttered silently in his heart, and walked towards his destination with heavy steps.
Boom!
Every step Tang Yun took would leave a big hole on the ground. The total weight of the equipment on his body must be at least several thousand kilograms, which does affect his flexibility.
However, his plan was not a roaming strategy, but a tough one without any bells and whistles. Why do you want to play tricks when you have the equipment? Just fight.
Roar!!
Seeing the person coming, the ground was completely covered, and corpses that had long since lost their life immediately stood up, with a faint demonic energy lingering around their bodies, and rushed towards Tang Yun like marionettes.
There were many mummified corpses of high-level warriors among them, and Tang Yun even saw some people from Zhenwu Pavilion, but they were just controlled walking corpses now.
No need to talk nonsense, kill!
With the spear in hand, as the stone slab shattered, the chaotic afterimages roared like a wild dragon, instantly smashing the surrounding mummies into a pile of flesh. They couldn't even get closer than a few feet to Tang Yun.
The power of qi and blood was like the sun rising into the sky, like fire rising from the sky into the sky. The demonic energy made a hissing sound before it could get close, frantically consuming the power of qi and blood emitted by Tang Yun.
As Tang Yun went deeper and deeper, the billowing demonic energy gathered around the altar, completely covering the sky and preventing any light from penetrating. A strong sense of depression quickly rose, making Tang Yun feel a bit of despair and panic in his heart.
Demonic energy interferes with the sanity of living beings. A warrior's will is as strong as iron, and only when his qi and blood are strong can he compete with it. However, if he slacks off at all, he will be invaded by the demonic energy, which will gradually erode his sanity and turn him into a puppet.
"You think I don't have the means to attack from afar?"
Tang Yun stared at the looming altar, grinned ferociously, stretched out his hand and pulled out a short spear from behind, and threw it out with a solemn step.
Accompanied by a piercing scream, the short spear filled with blood suddenly burst out. The demonic energy collapsed wherever it passed, and countless mummies were directly pierced.
The short spear remained strong and was nailed to the altar. Its power exploded at this moment, and the runes on the altar suddenly dimmed, flickering with light and dark blood as if there was a bad contact.
Click~~
Rubbles flew everywhere, loud noises shook the ears, and the huge altar was smashed through by him with his short spear. The terrifying hole could not help but contain the overwhelming demonic energy.
die!
When the gun was poked out, there was a faint dragon's roar, blood spread, and the demonic energy subsided. However, after just a few breaths, the altar completely lost its effect. The runes were dim, and most of the overflowing demonic energy was offset by the blood.
He floated up into the sky with a little panic.
As the altar collapsed, the demonic energy dispersed, and the manipulated mummies around them fell to the ground. The completely rotten wood seemed to have been eroded by time, and shattered the moment it touched the ground.
"one."
Tang Yun looked up at the sky, only to see the hazy sky. As the altar collapsed, the demonic energy in this area suddenly became much weaker, like a hole in a balloon.
Come again~
He checked his direction and ran towards the next altar.
If his deduction is correct, then as more and more altars are destroyed, the demon will adopt a last resort plan, and this plan will be doomed to death.
A quarter of an hour passed...
Dang lang~
Tang Yun ferociously dragged the ankle of a mummy, and used it like a club to smash it wildly, destroying the altar in front of him again, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
He swallowed a few pills, gnawed a ginseng stick like a radish, restored his slightly exhausted body, and then sat on the altar and slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm.
There are four altars.
Including the three on Zhang Erhe's side, most of the nine altars have been destroyed.
The Fucheng, which was previously covered by the demonic energy, now has a faint light that can penetrate into it, and it is devastated as far as the eye can see. There are corpses, ruins, blood, broken bones everywhere...
The cold wind blew by, and there was a cold melody like crying. The evil spirit spread wantonly, devouring all living beings that could be devoured. This place has become a dead city.
Those who escaped are gone, and those who did not escape are dead.
Tang Yun dropped the broken spear, cocked the crossbow with ease, and strode towards the next target. Now was not the time to be sad, there were too many things waiting for him to do.
Click~
He slapped the skull of the mummy to pieces, shook off the pulp from his hands, raised his head and looked forward, his face gradually becoming serious under his visor.
What the hell is this...?
Tang Yun glanced at the broken spear at his feet, then turned his attention to this guy again. Looking at the slightly familiar fragments of his clothes, a sudden realization appeared in his eyes: "Zhao Yi!"
The monster in front of me is Zhao Yi.
His whole body is now wrapped in bone armor, his joints are covered with bone spurs, and his lower body has been fused with more than a dozen corpses, turning into a scorpion-like existence.
"The Scorpion King?"
Tang Yun blinked, and he suddenly remembered a certain movie he had watched, but compared to the Scorpion King who was crushed to death by the protagonist's halo, the monster in front of him was obviously more difficult to deal with.
Because he had already seen a familiar guy sitting quietly on the towering altar behind him - the true form of the demon.
Zhao Yi was no rookie, and even though he died, it still made the demon feel uncomfortable.
The real body of the demon responsible for dealing with him was now covered in holes poked by spears, with only half of his head left. He could only sit on the altar, absorbing the living sacrifices and the surrounding demonic energy to recover from his injuries.
What controls Zhao Yi's body is the pair of eyeballs that Tang Yun knocked away before.
Now these two eyeballs are embedded in Zhao Yi's shoulders, exuding a faint bloody light, staring at Tang Yun in front of him, hatred, resentment and other emotions can be felt when they come into contact.
Tang Yun narrowed his eyes: "I should have beaten away the demon before, so the two demon consciousnesses met, surrounded Zhao Yi and killed him.
Otherwise, the altar will be gradually destroyed, and the demon's strength should increase more and more slowly. With just one demon's true body, it is impossible for Zhao Yi not to be able to survive now."