A ray of Buddha's light stayed straight and flew over many sect buildings in Nuanyang Mountain, and then passed through Nuanyang Lake. It touched the sky a few times and landed in the front yard of a mansion in Gusu City.
Zhuo Mufeng looked at the old monk beside him in amazement.
Along the way, the opponent never touched the ground. He was only a few kilometers away, and he arrived in less than twenty breaths. This kind of light skill is simply rare in the world.
Zhuo Mufeng thought to himself, if he were allowed to practice step by step, he would not be able to reach this state after practicing for two lifetimes.
"Little donor, if nothing happens, I will go first." Master Jingkong said, breaking Zhuo Mufeng's thoughts.
The old monk still knows how to repay his kindness. Otherwise, I am afraid he would not have given up the battle on Nuanyang Mountain for Zhuo Mufeng. After all, in his eyes, perhaps if he had participated a moment earlier, he could have saved one more life.
Unexpectedly, Zhuo Mufeng said again: "Master, I still have something to ask for."
Master Jingkong didn't mean to be upset, he put his hands together and said: "It's okay, little donor."
Zhuo Mufeng: "This junior has buried a person in the mass grave outside the tent group, but he is not dead yet. Can you please ask the master to bring this person over? His name is Meng Jiuxiao. There is a name on the tombstone, and there is also an inscription on the tombstone.
A few bamboos."
Seeing the old monk frowning slightly, Zhuo Mufeng said understandingly: "Master doesn't need to deliberately waste time for him, you can save people and search at the same time.
This junior has only one request, this matter cannot be seen by others, it needs to be sent here secretly, and please ask the master for help!" After saying that, he clasped his hands and bent down, with an unusually humble attitude.
As expected, Master Jingkong couldn't resist such an approach and sighed: "Don't do this, little benefactor. I can only promise you that I will do my best."
With this old monk's temper, his words of doing his best are equivalent to what others will do. Coupled with the other party's martial arts, as long as he is careful, I believe this matter will be a sure thing.
Zhuo Mufeng felt relieved and just after saying his thanks twice, the old monk turned into Buddha's light and flew away. It seemed that he was eager to save the devil.
"By the way, Sister Baiyi!" Zhuo Mufeng slapped his forehead. He was not worried about anything else. He was just worried that Sister Baiyi would waste time looking for him and fall into the trap of the Twelve Holy Lands...
The Twelve Holy Lands launched a massive counterattack and rushed into the Heaven-Sealing Formation with great force. Before they could react, many magic masters were besieged by the Holy Land masters and died tragically on the spot.
There are also hidden righteous masters who show up on their own initiative, leading the newly arrived Holy Land masters to search everywhere, and in turn kill the powerful demonic enemies.
However, the area covered by the Sealing Heaven Formation is too large. The worst thing is that there are countless gaps in the Sealing Heaven Formation, and the Holy Land Formation Masters who follow are unable to close them in a short period of time, resulting in many demons.
The master took the opportunity to escape, but was unable to form an effective encirclement and suppression.
Just like the Lee Butcher who was scared away by the clear space, but got a blessing in disguise and avoided being attacked and killed.
For example, Gongsun Xuanye, Protector Feng Yu, and the powerful masters of the four twelve tiers all noticed the fluctuations in the surrounding formations and knew that something unexpected had happened, and they all ran away faster than a rat.
But there were some who did not escape, such as Zihua City elder Lian Yi and Xuanzong elder Ye Jingtang.
When the two were discovered, they were hiding in a cave. When they realized that they were surrounded by masters from the Holy Land, they quickly identified themselves and expressed their hatred for the devil.
Seeing that their clothes were in tatters and their bodies were covered with scars, everyone around them didn't think much about it. They just ordered them to pay attention to their safety and continued to search for traces of the devil elsewhere.
After the others left, Ye Jingtang sent a message: "The Demon Sect was defeated?"
Lian Yi said coldly: "It's not a defeat. Wasn't all of this already expected by Protector Feng? The Twelve Holy Lands also suffered heavy losses, but they just came out in full force and barely saved face. This battle at Nuanyang Mountain
, it’s not a decisive battle, it’s just the prelude to the decisive battle. Hey, the two sides are going to fight!"
A trace of regret flashed across Ye Jingtang's face: "It would have been better if I could have stayed out of it."
Lian Yi glanced at him and said in a serious tone: "Now that I have chosen the path, I have no regrets. If we had not joined the demonic path, we might not be alive today. Since Protector Feng asked us to stay undercover on the righteous path,
We'll just obey orders for the time being.
As long as we are more careful in the future, I don't think Protector Feng will expose us on purpose.
As the saying goes, where there is loss there is gain, so although it is risky, on the other hand, since you and I have the resources of both good and evil at the same time, isn't it also a great opportunity to take advantage of the situation?"
Ye Jingtang stared blankly at his companion beside him, obviously shocked by the other party's exposed ambition.
Compared to Lian Yi, Ye Jingtang prefers stability, but when he thinks about how he helped the demonic path to harm the righteous path some time ago, and killed many masters of the righteous path, he knows that he has no way out, so he can only sigh and nod.
The Twelve Holy Lands were in a state of overwhelming power, and then some wandering righteous masters joined the purge team regardless of whether they wanted to or not.
In this way, the campaign lasted for six days and six nights, searching almost every corner of the mountains and rivers within the Sealing Formation, and killing some unlucky ones who had no time to escape.
Afterwards, statistics showed that in these six days, a total of thirty-six masters of the demonic path were killed, and eighty-nine super masters were killed. The results were quite fruitful.
Coupled with the masters that the Demonic Way had lost before, it can be said that although this battle at Nuanyang Mountain was a trap set by the Demonic Way, they also suffered heavy losses.
But the anger of the Twelve Holy Lands cannot be quelled at all. If the Demonic Path suffers heavy losses, then they are equivalent to having their arms broken!
Nearly a hundred great masters, hundreds of top-notch masters, and many more useful talents who could have reached a higher level and were regarded as the mainstay by various schools, all died in this battle.
This kind of loss is the first time that the Twelve Holy Lands have suffered in the three hundred years of their rule.
After seeing this number, the senior executives of various companies almost all had their eyelids twitching and gasped. Many people were filled with resentment and anger, wishing they could catch everyone in the Demonic Path in one fell swoop.
The family members and friends of the deceased were even more emotional. Some cried, some cursed angrily, and some remained silent but filled with murderous intent.
All in all, even though the demonic path was exorcised and control of Nuanyang Mountain was regained, the atmosphere within the entire Sealing Formation was still stagnant, as if it was suffocating.
But that's not all. What really made the core executives of the Twelve Holy Lands collectively furious was that Helianbo and Harley died.
These are two super masters who are proud of the world. Since the war between good and evil more than three hundred years ago, how has such a person died?
It not only hurts the morale and prestige of the Twelve Holy Lands, but also the deeper level is that this time it is Helianbo and Halley, but what about next time?
The Demon Sect can set up a trap to trap them once, and then it will happen a second time, and a third time... In fact, this time it was Helianbo and Harley who were unlucky, and they happened to face the God of Heaven. If it had been someone else, the end would have been different.
How much better would it be?
It was late one night again, the stars hung over the moon, and there was a bright fire on Nuanyang Mountain.
Originally, after the Heaven-Sealing Formation was broken, the Demonic Qi of the Heavenly Puppet would spread wildly, possibly affecting the entire Gusu City. But what was shocking was that after the Demonic Qi of the Heavenly Puppet spread hundreds of meters outward, it actually began to shrink.
The source was clearly the divine energy of the Heavenly Puppet slowly spreading in the center. The white mist that frightened both the good and the evil, ultimately prevented the disaster from happening in disguise.
After the Twelve Holy Lands learned of this, they simply set up tents outside.
In a huge tent surrounded by guards, there was a circle of people sitting, a total of twenty-six people. Ordinary people would not be able to breathe even if they entered this place.
It was the twenty-six super masters from the Twelve Holy Lands gathered together in their respective camps.
An old man wearing a felt hat and pointed boots gritted his teeth and said: "The demon sect must be punished!"
This person is Tuo Yezhen, the master of Changsheng Palace.
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the old man sitting directly opposite him also had a gloomy look on his face. He was clearly the master of the Shenbing Pavilion, Meng Bang.
He Lianbo and Halley were killed, and the biggest impact was on Shenbing Pavilion and Changsheng Palace. Each of the two families originally had two super masters, but now one of them died. It was like a serious injury to their vitality, and their overall strength dropped to the bottom.
Because of this, the two of them hate the Demon Sect the most.
After hearing Tuo Yezhen's words, Lu Kuang said: "Of course the demon sect must be destroyed, but in my opinion, we can't act rashly at the moment. Although we have killed the demon sect this time, the top priority is to stabilize our vitality first, so as not to be greedy for merit and rush forward, but instead
Falling into the evil trap of the Demon Sect again."
Toyezhen immediately retorted: "Lu, what do you mean, just forget it?"
Lu Kuang: "It's not that we forget it, but we need to consider it in the long term. It is a matter of life and death for us, so we must be cautious."
Toye was really angry and snorted coldly: "I think you are afraid, right? In that case, it is better to take the Moko Cult people and get out!"
Lu Kuang glanced at Toyezhen indifferently and said nothing. The narrow-faced man sitting next to him, wearing a black robe, had an expression as hard as stone, without even a slight change.
Nangong Bo, the head of the Nangong family, quickly smoothed things over: "Please don't be impulsive, please. Elder Lu's words are not unreasonable. Looking at this incident, the situation set up by the Demon Sect can be said to be interlocking, and there must be an expert behind it.
Come up with suggestions, we must not be careless and underestimate the enemy!"
Except for Meng Bang, the leader of Shenbing Pavilion, who didn't say a word, everyone else echoed.
Seeing this, Toyezhen could only suppress his anger in his heart, but said deliberately: "This time in front of the people of the world, our Twelve Holy Lands have lost face!"
None of the people here are fools. Even though they were touched on their painful points, they would not be provoked by him. Under each other's silence, the atmosphere became very depressing.
Meng Bang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "It is now certain that the person secretly helping the Demon Sect is either the Wei Yu Dao Jiedushi Mansion, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, or both. But the former is the most suspected.
Why don't we wait to knock on the mountain to shake the tiger, mobilize our strength, and attack Wei Yudao Jiedushi's mansion with all our strength.
With the energy it possesses, once disaster strikes, the Demon Sect will not stand idly by and will naturally attract those damn demons and monsters and then kill them one by one!"
This proposal is quite eye-catching and seems quite feasible.
But someone immediately objected: "Master Meng Pavilion, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. With the strength of my twelve families, it is not difficult to destroy a Jiedushi Palace.
The problem is, except for the warriors, all the connections we can use are in the court and the military camp. But if we use them, it will alarm the whole world. If it happens, it will affect the whole body, and I am afraid that it will immediately attract the attention of the five dynasties.
Strong rebound!
If we only focus on mobilizing the troops of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, let alone the reaction of the Eastern royal family, we only talk about Zhang Jiaquan, who echoed with several other Jiedu envoys. In addition, the Weiyu City where he was located was made of copper and iron walls, garrisoned by millions of troops.
If the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty wanted to capture him, they would have to go through a hard battle, during which there would be many obstacles and the losses would outweigh the gains. And if we don’t mobilize our troops, it’s impossible for us martial arts masters to go into battle and kill him. I’m afraid it’s no different from seeking death.”