Chapter 557
Chapter 557
Chapter 557
The memory abruptly ends.
Either the old man was imprisoned at that moment, or he was instantly possessed by a demon.
Li Zhuiyuan withdrew his hand and turned to look in the direction where the Demon Suppression Tower was visually located.
The high monk must have been the one who changed Zhao Yi's plan, and he did indeed help him.
But the high monk's true purpose was to sacrifice himself to cleanse the martial arts world he disapproved of and the corrupt Qinglong Temple.
Theoretically speaking, whether he lives or dies at Wangjiang Tower will not affect the implementation of his plan.
However, he was also very happy that he was able to survive and win this round decisively.
The problem is that when the high monk was cutting Zhao Yi's plan, he didn't expect that his own plan would also be cut.
The drought demon that King Qi killed back then was actually sealed on the top floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Judging from the high monk's reaction, he was unaware of this matter.
Yayoi repeatedly entered the Demon-Suppressing Tower to absorb the essence of her masters, yet she had no idea who lived there.
When that person appeared, the situation completely spiraled out of control.
For Li Zhuiyuan, it was as if the catalogs of two waves had finally connected at this moment.
So that's what they were waiting for me here.
Li Zhuiyuan walked back to the pavilion, placed the dragon-patterned compass on the table and let it spin on its own. He then sat down in the spot where Grandma Liu had sat, picked up the cool tea on the table, and took a sip.
The situation is just like the current environment of Qinglong Temple—very chaotic.
In general, it is unclear whether the drought demon was killed by King Qi and then sealed in Qinglong Temple, or whether Qinglong Temple obtained it from elsewhere and then moved it into the Demon Suppression Tower.
The former is very much in line with Qi Longwang's style of doing things. Although he "fell" early after becoming the Dragon King, he killed quite a few great evil spirits. Since he did not have a family or ancestral home, and did not have the time or energy to build one, he could only hand over the remnants of those evil spirits to various forces in the martial arts world to suppress them.
If it is the latter, at the very least, it could be that Qinglong Temple coveted the merit of suppressing the drought demon, or had other motives, and secretly dug up the forbidden corpse; at the very least, Qinglong Temple might have been involved in the "fall of King Qi".
Reflecting on his own experience with Uncle Qin, he realized that these monks, who should have been detached from worldly desires, actually loved to jump around.
It's hard to determine the purpose of the drought demon. If she wants to break free from the seal, then Miwu is very likely the drought demon in disguise. She is using the Buddhist disciple Misheng to absorb the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower in order to seek her own liberation.
Just like in Qin Liu's ancestral home, where evil spirits of different levels are suppressed layer by layer, the same principle applies to the Demon Suppression Tower. The higher the level, the more powerful the demon, which in turn suppresses the demons of the next level, or rather, they mutually restrain each other.
If the drought demon wants to escape the Demon Suppression Tower, it needs to be cleansed of the demons below. So, in order to avenge the Azure Dragon Temple, the fact that Yayoi was pushing the masters to absorb their energy also helped the drought demon escape.
Therefore, it was only natural for the drought demon to intervene at that time. She had finally cleared away three layers, so how could she allow the high monk to drag the guests back in?
However, Li Zhuiyuan had contact with the drought demon's third eye, which Qi Xinghan had left in the dojo. At that time, the drought demon said she was looking for someone, looking for Qi Xinghan, and that Qi Longwang was not dead.
Therefore, it remains to be seen whether the drought demon's arrangement here was simply for the purpose of escaping its predicament.
On a smaller scale, this involves tactical issues.
The incident happened the day I arrived at Qinglong Temple, but in the past three days, Grandma Liu's sword has been very calm, which means that the situation Grandma is facing is still relatively safe and controllable. Even though the sword trembled slightly before, it was not the kind of urgent rescue in a critical moment.
With Miss Liu here, Li Zhuiyuan felt much more at ease.
Currently, due to environmental constraints, it is difficult for the three teams to coordinate and converge. Therefore, the other two teams will go to the Qinglong Temple Holy Monk Ancestral Temple according to their instructions before entering the temple.
Qinglong Temple concealed the spirit of the Dragon King from its ancestors, focusing on the technique rather than the proper method. The high monk, in order to open the Demon Suppression Tower, did not bother to dismantle the ancestral temple of the Holy Monk.
Now that chaos has broken out, we must ask the spirit of the Dragon King of Qinglong Temple to stabilize the situation and provide a safety net.
This is also why Li Zhuiyuan appointed Tao Zhuming and Ling Wuxing as their respective team leaders. These two come from the orthodox Dragon King lineage and have rich experience in dealing with the spirit of the Dragon King.
Although Yayoi and Chen Xiyuan come from the same background, Yayoi only knows how to sweep the floor, while Miss Chen... is really not suitable to lead a team.
Conflicts can change. In the past, Li Zhuiyuan only thought about destroying Qinglong Temple. Now that he has come here, he can't let the drought demon in the Demon Suppression Tower be released in his hands.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the compass and stood up; the next part of the path had already been calculated.
He was going to lead a team to the Demon Suppression Tower to check out the situation there and broaden their horizons.
As for the remaining pastries, there weren't many left, not enough to satisfy Sister Chen's small appetite.
To avoid waste, Li Zhuiyuan told everyone to take a piece, eat it, and empty the box.
The five people formed a battle formation and set off.
After Tan Wenbin's eyes and ears became ineffective, everyone had to pay attention to their surroundings, and even Runsheng had to look around frequently.
After traveling quite a distance, apart from the demon-possessed old man who had darted out from the stream at the beginning, they did not encounter any other demon-possessed individuals, and there was not even the slightest disturbance.
Although they haven't yet "pieced out" the entire Demon Suppression Tower, there's not much left to go. Even if something unexpected happens right now, it would be a "happy tragedy."
According to the "Code of Conduct for Walking Along the River," one should not say things that seem auspicious but are actually inauspicious before the matter is accomplished.
But I couldn't control the emotions welling up inside me.
Lin Shuyou thought to himself: This time, it's so peaceful and smooth.
After Ah-you uttered his words of lament, his heart tightened.
Actually, it wasn't really his fault for repeatedly interrupting when the red line was being connected. The main problem was that Li Zhuiyuan and A Li didn't have the habit of having their own thoughts. Tan Wenbin consciously controlled the flow, while Runsheng didn't participate at all, which made it seem like A You was the one who was always thinking.
Sometimes, Ayou really misses Mengmeng.
Miss Chen's performance last time was quite good; her inner monologue was so rich it was almost nonstop.
Tan Wenbin comforted himself, saying, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you think about it in your heart, just don't say it out loud."
Lin Shuyou thought to himself: Right, Brother Bin, this time it looks really easy.
Tan Wenbin thought to himself: Ah You, have you ever thought that the reason we are so relaxed might be because the two foreign teams that came in earlier are helping us carry the burden?
……
"boom!"
Yayoi unleashed a long river of demonic energy, blocking the barrage of magical attacks.
The old woman opposite me, with her deeply lined face and short stature, had a pair of bloodshot eyes that flashed with intense resentment.
Seeing that her spell was blocked, she immediately retreated, avoiding Feng Xionglin's sudden attack. She then instantly unleashed a spell that struck Feng Xionglin, causing colorful flames to rise. Feng Xionglin quickly retreated back, and Zhu Yiwen waved her fan to dispel the flames on his body.
Although their clothes were burned, the Feng family members were indeed resilient, and their injuries were not too serious, except that all the newly transplanted hair on their heads was wiped out.
On the other side, a woman who appears youthful and beautiful but whose skin is actually loose and who clearly uses special methods to conceal her age keeps summoning phantom centipedes, which either merge into the air or hide on the ground, launching wave after wave of attacks.
Tao Zhuming held the seal and swung it repeatedly, not to defend against the enemy, but to make it visible and easier for Yayoi to defend.
Zhu Yiwen helped Feng Xionglin heal his injuries, then helped Tao Zhuming set up the lighting, and then went to Wang Lin, who was being protected by everyone in the middle, to help set up the formation.
At this moment, another figure rushed towards them from afar. The figure was black, but those bewitched red eyes could see it much earlier.
After it revealed its true form, Tao Zhuming breathed a sigh of relief:
"Damn it, we're surrounded by three old guys."
Zhu Yiwen: "Then why are you catching your breath?"
Tao Zhuming:
"Fortunately, I don't know any of these three old guys."
Tao Zhuming was quite knowledgeable. He didn't recognize the person and couldn't tell their background from their clothes and methods. In the martial arts world, they weren't considered a major lineage, but they were troublesome yet not insurmountable.
If you encounter someone who can be recognized at a glance by Tao Zhuming as to which family or faction they belong to, or even someone who has received New Year's money from you, that would be truly frightening.
Wang Lin: "Activate the formation."
An ancient array was erected, providing a foothold for everyone; the counterattack began now.
Immediately, the formation was handed over to Zhu Yiwen, who was not good at fighting, while Wang Lin took out a spatula and prepared for battle.
As the strongest among those present, Yayoi was able to withdraw her demonic energy defense, unleash a golden light Dharma form, and grasp her Zen staff.
Tao Zhuming: "Wang Lin, you hold off those two. The rest of you, come with me to surround and kill that old woman who's good at using magic!"
Wang Lin: "..."
The chubby boy didn't understand, but he did as instructed.
As the phantom centipedes lunged at him, he entangled them with a spatula. When the third possessed person kicked at him, he blocked with the spatula.
"boom!"
Under their combined attack, Wang Lin coughed up blood and flew backward.
But he did not rush into the fray to escape. His fat body nimbly spun in mid-air before he pounced on the enemy again to engage in combat.
These possessed demons have animalistic instincts but lack higher intelligence. As long as you keep attracting and attacking them, they will continue to target you.
"puff!"
Wang Lin spat out another mouthful of blood and flew backward.
Zhu Yiwen was all ready to activate the formation to welcome him in, but the chubby boy suddenly sprang to his feet and rushed forward again.
"It's hard to predict how much this guy can pull out, just like the bamboo basket he carries on his back."
He is unaffiliated with any sect or faction, making him extremely mysterious. He also seems to lack any sense of moral belonging, and only that person can keep him in line.
Feng Xionglin forcibly took three spells in a row. Miyoshi closed in and suppressed the old woman. Tao Zhuming seized the opportunity and launched a sneak attack with a Righteous and Bright Seal!
"boom!"
The old woman's head exploded, and her headless corpse fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Xionglin entered the formation to heal himself. With Zhu Yiwen's help, he dispelled the negative effects of the continuous burns on his body. Tao Zhuming and Yasheng turned around to meet Wang Lin.
Wang Lin retreated back into the formation, his face pale. He took out a handful of pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them crunchily.
Feng Xionglin kindly reminded him, "You can't take medicine like this."
Wang Lin shook his head: "I ate candy beans."
Feng Xionglin: "Your physique is quite interesting; I can't figure out your specific style."
Wang Lin: "Yeah, because there are quite a few approaches."
In the early stages of his journey across the river, his merits were not high. He could only glance at this side and that side, patching things up here and there, but at least he managed to hone his skills.
Yayoi fought alone at the front, wielding her staff with golden light, while Tao Zhuming only provided support and did not arbitrarily use his seal.
After Feng Xionglin and Wang Lin finished their meditation and went into battle, a new round of encirclement and attack began.
The second one, the third one...
After everything was resolved, everyone returned to their positions.
Zhu Yiwen waved his fan, changing the structure of the mystic array from defense to concealment, fearing it would attract other demons.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yiwen began to recite the array patterns of this lost mystical array.
Wang Lin lay sprawled on the ground, spitting out blood, and said, "I can draw the array diagram for you later."
Zhu Yiwen: "Since I'm just killing time anyway, the food I sneakily eats tastes better."
Feng Xionglin took out a bottle, drank half of the liquid inside, and fed the other half to Wang Lin:
"My Feng family's unique remedy promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis."
After drinking it, Wang Lin frowned and said, "This is not from your Feng family. I have a more complete prescription here. Your ancestor didn't steal the whole prescription back then."
Feng Xionglin: "Alas, my ancestors actually did such a thing, they were truly despicable! I must take the complete prescription to their graves and burn it, to teach them a lesson and ask them if they know any shame!"
Wang Lin: "Don't worry, I'll give it to you."
Feng Xionglin: "Brother, you've always been so easy to talk to. Do you like being a generous spender?"
Wang Lin: "That guy has more than me. He will reward you when we get back. If I give, it's the same as him giving."
Feng Xionglin suddenly realized: "And then, that person will compensate you?"
Wang Lin: "Yes."
Feng Xionglin: "I knew it! If you had always been so open and unreserved, wouldn't you have been captured, tortured, and skinned alive in the underworld long ago?"
Wang Lin's lips twitched. He was well aware of this, so he had always hidden it well, but it was still discovered by that person.
For some time now, the chubby boy's biggest nightmare has been that person who attacked him and took out that piece of paper to study it.
Wang Lin: "That one is actually more worthy of study."
Feng Xionglin grinned, and Zhu Yiwen also laughed out loud.
Yayoi stood rooted to the spot, her eyes clashing violently with both demonic and Buddhist energy, struggling to suppress it.
Tao Zhuming knew that without Miyo, the group really wouldn't know how to get through that round. They might have been scattered immediately and wouldn't have been able to cooperate as a team at all.
Thinking back to the days before, if Yayoi hadn't appeared in time, he would have perished in the siege.
Tao Zhuming: "Monk, how did you become so strong?"
Yayoi: "I often sit in a vegetarian diet in Nantong."
Tao Zhuming: "Is it the kind of vegetarian meditation I understand?"
Yayoi: "Yeah."
Tao Zhuming: "But I can't play any instruments or sing."
Yayoi: "In funeral troupes, comedians can perform crosstalk."
Tao Zhuming: "If my grandfather knew I was doing this, he would be so angry that he would beat me to death."
Yayoi: "If your grandfather finds out you're doing this, he'll come over and talk to you about it."
……
"Fuck!"
The Green Flute and the Thunder Hand collided.
The domain surrounding Chen Xiyuan shook violently. Even though she tried her best, she couldn't suppress the rampaging lightning snakes. In the end, she had to slide backward after spilling a mouthful of blood from the corner of her mouth.
He stopped moving, his chest heaving, and "poof," he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her usual tactics failed her when facing the old man with bloodshot eyes; she couldn't subdue him and was instead severely suppressed by him.
Commanding the Five Elements appeared behind Chen Xiyuan, placed one hand on her shoulder, pulled out the lightning snakes that were surging across her body, and flung them aside.
Chen Xiyuan: "Your old man is amazing."
Ling Wuxing smiled wryly and said, "Thank you."
Sometimes, things in this world are just absurd and coincidental.
Standing before Ling Wuxing and the others was Ling Haofeng, an elder of the Ling family who had come to observe the ceremony.
From my childhood memories, this elder, who was of the grandfather generation, was always serious and valued rules.
Ling Wuxing never expected to encounter the Ling family so early. Fortunately, Ling Haofeng had fallen into demonic possession.
He would find it difficult to use his whip on his family, but he had no qualms about attacking a demon.
Indeed, the oppressive feeling emanating from the elders of the Ling family was truly terrifying. Mu Qiuying unleashed her full power on her zither, creating an inescapable net; Xu Mofan brandished his spear, its blade whistling through the air.
During the brief moment when Chen Xiyuan was repelled, the two worked together to delay Ling Haofeng.
Luo Xiaoyu, at the very back of the group, set up the chessboard and was making a move.
There is only one reason why we don't choose to deploy a formation when facing a powerful enemy: that is, we don't have a formation mage in our team.
"Crackling and popping!"
Lightning surged through the strings, engulfing Mu Qiuying's guqin. The guqin exploded, and Mu Qiuying felt a terrible paralysis from her body to her soul. But she still endured it all, retreating while raising her hand to gather the scattered strings. Just by blocking, she was already seriously injured.
After dodging the shot, Ling Haofeng flipped his palm and struck horizontally. Xu Mofan's spear bent and bounced up, intending to deflect the force. However, the force of this palm strike was truly astonishing. The bent spear was bounced back and slammed heavily into Xu Mofan's chest.
Xu Mofan used the tip of his gun to brace himself against the ground, sending sparks flying, before he could barely maintain his balance.
Everything was just like when Li Zhuiyuan faced the high monks of the Kong generation in the Zhenjun Temple.
Under normal circumstances, facing an opponent of this level, it would be a pipe dream to fight for as many rounds as possible; life and death hang in the balance.
Their treatment was much better, even though Hao Feng had fallen into demonic possession and no longer had the Thunder Whip, so he was not at his peak.
Ling Wuxing gently nudged Chen Xiyuan's back, signaling her to go up.
Without hesitation, Chen Xiyuan opened her domain again and charged forward.
Cui Di and Lei Shou clashed again. After three strikes, Chen Xiyuan ran out of strength, and the waterfall in the domain began to flow backward.
"boom!"
After their fourth encounter, Chen Xiyuan was defeated once again.
Miss Chen opened her mouth wide, her expression pained, and took a breath as if she could smell the burning smell of her soul and bones.
Ling Wuxing returned from Mu Qiuying and Xu Mofan's place to help Chen Xiyuan dispel the residual lightning power on her body.
Miss Chen frowned.
Ling Wuxing explained, "To win, you first need a formation, then you need to entice the elders to use it..."
Miss Chen: "I will follow your instructions."
The Five Elements looked grateful. His deliberate avoidance of battle and preservation of his strength could easily cause misunderstandings among his new teammates, especially this one, who was the strongest and had the highest ambition.
Fortunately, she listened to that person and accepted the offer after she told him and others testified that he wanted her to be the team leader.
Miss Chen: "But you gave a terrible command."
Command Five Elements: "..."
To some extent, when facing such an opponent, it is already quite impressive that the Five Elements could quickly come up with a solution.
However, he is not Li Zhuiyuan after all. He cannot conduct precise battlefield command through the red line. This means that when facing a single opponent, even if his side has a numerical advantage, Chen Xiyuan has to go alone. Otherwise, once she activates her domain, it will affect her teammates.
Chen Xiyuan clearly felt that when her little brother was in charge, she could fight more freely, and even when she vomited blood, she did so with more gusto.
Mu Qiuying used her blood essence to imbue the strings of her zither, extending the grid pattern once more; Xu Mofan, becoming one with his weapon, unleashed a desperate fighting style.
Luo Xiaoyu's eyes were bloodshot. He knew his companions were risking their lives to buy him time, and they were so anxious that they seemed to be going mad.
"boom!"
Mu Qiuying's guqin exploded again, and she lost consciousness; Xu Mofan's spear was caught by Ling Haofeng, who rammed him and then slapped him on the forehead.
Commanding the Five Elements to rush out and help the unconscious Mu Qiuying return to the formation, Chen Xiyuan returned to the battlefield, using her flute to block Ling Haofeng's palm strike and rescue Xu Mofan.
"Buzz!"
A leather whip shot out, wrapping around Xu Mofan's waist. The Five Elements were activated, pulling Xu Mofan back, while a shout rang out:
"Luo Xiaoyu!"
Luo Xiaoyu: "Initiate the battle!"
The game begins with the placement of pieces.
Mu Qiuying and Xu Mofan were thrown into the formation, causing the Five Elements to retreat quickly and follow closely behind.
Despite the immense pressure, Chen Xiyuan exchanged several more blows with Ling Haofeng, but ultimately turned into a kite with a broken string, flying back and landing inside the formation.
Even so, Ms. Chen was able to quickly push herself up, sway to her feet, and after a period of shaking, she could regroup and continue fighting.
Xu Mofan, who was about to faint, saw Chen Xiyuan stand up again. He forced himself to hold his breath, gripped the gun with both hands, and slowly got up as well.
Luo Xiaoyu grabbed a handful of chess pieces with his left hand, his breathing rapid.
Only that person's team could have the confidence to deal with such an opponent. It was far too much for them. The elders of the Dragon King's Sect were truly terrifying, not at all like the elders in their own sect.
Looking at Chen Xiyuan and Xu Mofan standing up again, Luo Xiaoyu sighed inwardly. If he could have set up the formation faster, their condition could have been better preserved. Moreover, he was not confident that his formation could withstand the opponent's bombardment and did not have the confidence to create enough time for his companions to recover.
Ling Wuxing: "Brother Luo, hold on for twenty breaths!"
Twenty breaths is enough time for me to finish preparing that secret technique.
Luo Xiaoyu: "I... did my best!"
Ling Haofeng slammed his palm into the formation.
"boom!"
Luo Xiaoyu's chessboard shook, and many pieces turned to ashes. Luo Xiaoyu released his hand, and new pieces filled the gap.
Ling Haofeng unleashed a series of palm strikes, while Luo Xiaoyu provided full support. Although the formation was on the verge of collapse, it was kept afloat by the feng shui energy that constantly lingered within it.
Luo Xiaoyu performed much better than he had expected. At this moment, what came to his mind was the image of the person who had played chess with him using formations and imparted their knowledge and guidance.
Even though all the tangible pieces on the chessboard collapsed, as he swung his palm, phantom pieces formed from the energy of feng shui continued to pass the baton.
At this moment, Luo Xiaoyu's accumulated experience during his long stay in Nantong has led to a breakthrough in his personal development!
Ten breaths...
Twenty breaths...
Thirty breaths...
Forty breaths...
"Brother Luo..."
Ling Wuxing was conflicted about this scene. He had prepared himself and was just waiting for his elder to use that move when the formation broke, but the breakthrough of his comrades in battle delayed his preparation of power.
Blood beads oozed from every pore on his body, causing Wu Xing to finally break down.
He dared not disperse his strength to recharge, fearing that if he dispersed his strength, the formation would break and it would be too late. But if he kept holding on like this, he was afraid that he would explode.
"Brother Luo, that's enough..."
Luo Xiaoyu was completely oblivious to the calls, still immersed in this carefree and leisurely state of mind:
"Hahaha, so that's how it is! So that's how he did it! So that's the meaning! I get it! I get it!"
Ling Wuxing: "I want to be gone..."
Fifty breaths...
Sixty breaths...
Luo Xiaoyu was in a state of high excitement, but blood was flowing from his seven orifices. He felt a moment of dizziness and lost control of the formation.
"Crack!"
The formation shattered, and its energy scattered in all directions.
Almost instinctively, Ling Haofeng spread his arms wide, and thunder rumbled all around, spreading wildly outwards. At the same time, strands of lightning energy, combined with the array energy, transformed into a lightning prison from top to bottom.
Chen Xiyuan looked up, sensing a life-or-death crisis. If she didn't escape now, she would surely die. She immediately wrapped Luo Xiaoyu and Mu Qiuying in her domain, even if it reduced her chances of escape, she had to take them with her.
He had intended to bring Xu Mofan along, but Xu Mofan deliberately avoided it. He planned to strike again, giving them another chance to escape.
When the enemy is absolutely strong and we are absolutely weak, sometimes the struggle is not about survival, but about just getting a breather.
Ling Wuxing first sprayed out blood mist, black patterns appeared on his body, and after unleashing dazzling lightning power, he soared into the air and, with the help of his fellow disciples' techniques, successfully triggered Ling Haofeng's Thunder Prison.
If Ling Haofeng hadn't fallen into demonic possession, he would never have used this move in front of the Ling family. This was tantamount to deliberately creating an extremely comfortable environment for the Ling family.
After encountering Ling Haofeng, Ling Wuxing decided to keep quiet and not make a move, since the other party did not recognize him. On the one hand, he was saving his strength for this moment, and on the other hand, he was afraid that if he revealed the Ling family's skills, it would trigger more instinctive fears in the demon-possessed Ling Haofeng.
The lightning whip, like a sword, pointed at Ling Haofeng, with all the surrounding lightning power converging into him. This was equivalent to Ling Haofeng unleashing his full power, combined with Ling Wuxing's accumulated strength, all at once.
"boom!"
A thunderclap resounded, and the two figures were thrown to the ground.
Ling Wuxing, his body billowing black smoke and resembling charcoal, shouted:
"Not... dead yet!"
Ling Haofeng was severely injured and fell into paralysis.
Chen Xiyuan suddenly arrived. As her domain opened, she gathered all her strength in her flute and smashed it towards Ling Haofeng's forehead.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The three protective artifacts gleamed.
Chen Xiyuan: "..."
When Lin Shuyou recounted the experiences of his younger brother and his friends in the last wave, he mentioned that the protective gear worn by those elders was truly disgusting, and that Xiao Yuan had to figure out how to break through it piece by piece first.
Chen Xiyuan now understands: Ah You, you're right, it really is disgusting!
The Chen family possesses a domain, which is more useful than defensive equipment. Therefore, even if Chen Xiyuan had the means, she was too lazy to acquire it. Because when you can't even activate your domain, it means you're no longer capable of doing anything. Flashing this thing around a few times is completely meaningless.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Chen Xiyuan's flute shattered three layers of defensive barriers before its power was completely dissipated.
Ling Haofeng was clearly about to recover from his paralysis. Even though he was seriously injured, as long as he could stand up, the fate of everyone else was already sealed.
Chen Xiyuan: You rich old guys, why are you so afraid of dying!
"puff!"
A gun pierced Ling Haofeng's face just before he was freed from paralysis!
Covered in blood, Xu Mofan let out a low growl before collapsing, twisting the tip of his gun and turning Ling Haofeng's head into a mushy mess.
Except for those who were unconscious, everyone was panting.
Chen Xiyuan said, "Like this, the little brothers killed seven people in the last wave."
……
The Demon-Suppressing Tower is just ahead.
That large courtyard, which covered a vast area, was where Yayoi and her friends used to sweep the floor.
The demonic energy here is the most concentrated, obscuring vision and creating a deathly silence.
Tan Wenbin frowned helplessly, regretting that he hadn't traded himself for Yayoi, the local bully.
But then he thought that he could only manage to get by in his own team, where he was severely restricted. If he were to join another team, Tao Zhuming and his team would probably be wiped out.
From the outside, nothing can be seen; one must enter into this deepest, most profound enchantment.
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and glanced in the direction of the Holy Monk Ancestral Temple, where the Dragon King's spirit was still bound.
"Enter the demonic realm, but not the walls of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Runsheng, you go first."
"Ah."
Runsheng was the first to step into the demonic obstacle before him.
The moment he stepped in, Runsheng felt a gaze fall heavily upon him.
There was no way to ignore it, because the thick demonic energy had transformed into a hand and pressed down.
Runsheng was afraid that Xiaoyuan, who was coming in later, might be in danger, so he immediately opened the air valve and raised his hands high.
"boom!"
Within the enormous black palm, three white eyes emerged. The two lower eyes opened, revealing a pair of gentle gazes, while the third eye above appeared to have been gouged out, leaving only blood overflowing.
Those eyes are looking me up and down.
Runsheng looked up and met those eyes.
Then, Run Sheng opened his Qi Gate repeatedly, clenched his right fist, and smashed it towards one of his eyes.
The demonic energy swirled, and the palm disappeared.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Runsheng said, "Xiaoyuan, be careful."
"call……"
It seemed to breathe, stirring up demonic energy that touched the back of his head.
Runsheng swung his fist again and slammed it backward.
This can't be Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan isn't this tall!
The woman's figure vanished within the fist, but until the very last moment before disappearing, her eyes remained fixed on Runsheng.
"Brother Runsheng."
Runsheng suddenly woke up and realized that he had only reached one hand into the demonic barrier in front of him; it was just his imagination.
Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou stared wide-eyed. This demonic possession was so terrifying that it could even bewitch Runsheng?
Li Zhuiyuan: "I'll go in and take a look first."
The boy fell into a state of delusion.
In an instant, the sounds of fighting, roars, and powerful shockwaves from inside spread outwards, indicating that an extremely fierce battle was taking place within the walls.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to go deeper. Instead, he looked up, removed all the obstructions, and stared directly at the top of the towering Demon Suppression Tower.
A beautiful figure stood there, looking down at the carnage below.
At this moment, the woman seemed to sense something and turned her head to this side. High above, she revealed an absolutely beautiful face. Even with an extra closed eye on her forehead, it did not affect the ultimate perfection of her features.
The moment their eyes met, the Bodhisattva lotus mark between Li Zhuiyuan's eyebrows was forced out.
The clash of souls began instantly.
However, it only lasted for that one moment.
because,
A cyan sword shadow formed above the Demon Suppression Tower, carrying countless auras of wind and water as it cascaded down like a waterfall, mercilessly striking the woman's stunning beauty.
Following closely behind was a very familiar, youthful, spoiled shout:
"It's the drought demon."
"You'll have to take this young lady's sword first!"
(End of this chapter)