Chapter 561

Chapter 561

Ming Qiushan was closest to Miss Liu. His ferocious laughter carried a seductive and agitating power targeting the soul. At the same time, he took a step forward, clenched his fists, and put them behind his back.

The shadow spread rapidly from beneath his feet, then suddenly rose up in front of Miss Liu, transforming into a gigantic face identical to Ming Qiushan's, its mouth open as if to devour her.

"How did I become possessed by a demon?"

As Miss Liu continued to grapple with the problem, she instinctively leaped backward and narrowly avoided the danger.

Ming Qiushan's eyes narrowed instantly, and he immediately changed his move, unleashing seven streams of black mist from the seven orifices of the giant face, which crossed and bound together, sealing off all directions.

"The Ming family is crazy, they're so annoying!"

The young lady gave up thinking, flipped her right hand, and flicked her fingertips.

Inside the demonic barrier, the longsword that was drawing light and fire from the Demon-Suppressing Tower trembled slightly, but it could not move because it was in the hands of "Liu Yumei".

The young lady was slightly taken aback. She could sense that her sword was nearby, but she could not summon it.

At that moment, she had no choice but to form a hand seal with her left hand, drawing sword energy to form a screen in front of her to block the black mist.

"Zi zi zi ......"

The sword energy barrier was quickly eroded and riddled with holes, allowing the black mist to continue seeping in, compressing the area of ​​maneuver and catalyzing a dead end.

Ming Qiushan: "If you were the real you, I would avoid your sharp edge; but the current you dares to try and stand shoulder to shoulder with me? What a ridiculous joke."

The young lady looked around and found that her pockets were empty. No, even the clothes she was wearing were made of demonic energy, so how could she possibly have any tools on her?
At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared on our side, wielding a jade flute.

Chen Xiyuan opened her domain, and flying clouds and flowing waterfalls, rainbow light and thunderous roar blocked the black mist.

Miss Chen wrapped her right arm around Miss Liu's waist and said, "Sister... I'll take you out!"

Miss Liu: "Retreat? What retreat? If you can handle it, then you can withstand it!"

As she spoke, Miss Liu not only did not refuse Chen Xiyuan's embrace, but instead took the initiative to lean into Chen Xiyuan's arms. At the same time, she grabbed Chen Xiyuan's wrist holding the flute with her left hand and guided it to wave.

In an instant, the waterfalls within the area surged outwards, like silver pythons darting into the human world, dispersing the wisps of black mist.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yumei grabbed Chen Xiyuan's wrist and swung the jade flute downwards.

The silver python took the form of a sword, carrying vertical power, and slashed down towards that old, giant face.

"boom!"

The giant face collapsed.

Ming Qiushan, who was sitting cross-legged inside the Demon Suppression Tower, had a red indentation running from his brow to his chin.

Chen Xiyuan: "Hmm..."

Previously, when she encountered the demon-possessed elder of the Ling family, Chen Xiyuan was able to put up a fight with him, but each time she ended up at a disadvantage and getting injured. Therefore, when facing the elder of the Ming family this time, she was only sent by her younger brother to provide support. However, she did not expect that she could not only break the opponent's moves but also slap the opponent's face.

She looked at the jade flute in her hand with surprise and doubt: Can this young lady be this strong?

Miss Liu asked in bewilderment, "With such a powerful domain, why are you so cowardly when you fight?"

Chen Xiyuan: "..."

Enraged, Ming Qiushan's demonic energy turned red, and as he leaped into the air, he reached out and grabbed downwards.

Chen Xiyuan's domain immediately trembled violently, as if it could not withstand the pressure.

This time, Miss Chen didn't think of backing down, but looked at the young lady in her arms with anticipation.

The young lady placed her left index finger on Chen Xiyuan's wrist and grasped the weather within the domain with her right hand. Chen Xiyuan immediately understood and followed her instructions to perform the actions, while simultaneously observing the weather within the domain.

The domain's defensive range was instantly compressed, but this also made it more secure.

"Raise your sword!"

Chen Xiyuan raised her flute and rose, and the atmosphere within the domain surged once more into a sword shape, rapidly rising upwards.

"boom!"

The forces of both sides collided violently once again.

Chen Xiyuan felt a tightness in her chest, her hand holding the flute went numb, and her breath seemed to be flowing backwards within her body.

The young lady patted Chen Xiyuan's chest repeatedly with her palm.

"call……"

Ms. Chen felt the tightness in her chest disappear instantly.

Above, Ming Qiushan gasped and withdrew his hand.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, blood flowed from Ming Qiushan's five fingers.

The young lady exclaimed, "Their bodies are composed of demonic energy, and they are more vulnerable to injury if they are not physically present!"

After shouting, the young lady looked at Chen Xiyuan, who was still holding her and staring at her with a light in her eyes:
"Are you the illegitimate daughter the Chen family picked up? Didn't they teach you even the slightest fighting technique?"

Chen Xiyuan: "I..."

This confrontation became the trigger for the conflict that erupted throughout the venue.

Outside the courtyard, a group of elders rushed in.

Runsheng threw a punch and took the lead.

He first exchanged a punch with Xin Guangxin. After that punch, Runsheng realized that he was not as good as Xin Guangxin. The opponent's punch was not only powerful, but also had a certain mystery that could deflect most of his force.

Runsheng was prepared to be pushed back and wait for the momentum to shift before looking for an opportunity to fight back. However, as he retreated several steps, Xin Guangxin also retreated, and even further than him.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Xin Guangxin looked down at his right arm, which was convulsing, the skin and flesh almost turning inside out. The demonic body outside was ultimately no match for his own flesh, but the damage would still be transmitted normally.

This was very unfriendly to people like them who followed the path of martial arts. Most importantly, no one had any weapons, so they had to fight bare-handed.

Seeing that he was too strong, Runsheng abandoned his hesitation and charged forward, throwing punches continuously. He also exchanged several more blows with the other elders.

This fight was incredibly exciting, with rapid and solid exchanges of momentum.

However, as a result, Runsheng was besieged by the elders. These elders were seasoned veterans who had already planned their moves when they first met. After exchanging blows, they all withdrew and unleashed new techniques, joining forces to suppress him.

"town!"

"bundle!"

"seal up!"

The immense pressure was so great that even though Runsheng tried his best to lift his hands, he was still bent over.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xin Guangxin rushed in, his palm forming a blade, aiming straight for Runsheng's vital chest.

Miss Liu first touched Chen Xiyuan's arm with her fingertip, then slid it to his forearm. Chen Xiyuan's waterfall-like aura transformed into a sword-like stance. As Miss Liu turned around and broke free from Chen Xiyuan's embrace, she slapped him on the back with her palm.

Chen Xiyuan was "sent out," her flute playing like a jade sword, her momentum like a rainbow.

Xin Guangxin was forced to retreat, but even so, his arm was still grazed by the waterfall's sword energy, and blood flowed from his arm inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

"Hahahahaha!"

Chen Xiyuan laughed out loud happily. Which girl in the martial arts world hasn't dreamed of becoming a free-spirited swordswoman when she was a child?
Jiang Xiuzhi herself is a swordswoman. When she was a child, she hoped to mold her precious granddaughter into the model of Sister Liu. However, as soon as her granddaughter opened her domain, she could crush her peers and lost the motivation to learn swordsmanship diligently.

Nine black shadows surged around Runsheng, and with a roar, he straightened up, blasting away the surrounding elders.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, several old men who had fought with Runsheng had their clothes torn and their hair disheveled.

"Damn it, the demonic body outside simply cannot withstand this prolonged struggle!"

"The Qin family is least afraid of being surrounded!"

"If I could personally appear, then..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

Everyone inside the tower knew that the current situation was based on the premise that they were doomed to die and that most of the karmic backlash would be borne by the self-immolating drought demon. If the main body could come out in person, they would not be able to take action.

After delivering Chen Xiyuan's sword strike, Miss Liu turned to form hand seals towards Runsheng, preparing to unleash Runsheng's full power in one fell swoop.

"What incredible luck did the Qin family have to produce such a young elder?"

Some blurry images surfaced in her mind, especially the image of nine black shadows alternating around Runsheng's body during the battle, which vaguely echoed a scene she had seen before, but the figure in that scene didn't seem to be this one.

She felt a sense of familiarity with many of the people here, but unfortunately, she couldn't remember them. Miss Liu suspected that this was the reason she had become possessed by a demon.

"Did the Qin family's ancestral graves emit auspicious smoke? Ha, those old men and women of the Qin family must be rolling around happily in bed at night."

Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting on the top floor of the pagoda, looked down and saw the young lady preparing to give Runsheng a gift.

The boy felt a chill run down his spine.

Uncle Qin can accept this kind of treatment, but Runsheng can't. If this situation were to escalate, Runsheng would probably fall into a state of qi disorder.

In a group fight, if your team's mid-lane cornerstone goes wrong, the situation could very well collapse.

The boy stood up, walked to the railing, reached out, and grabbed it.

The young lady suddenly discovered that the feng shui energy she had just created had been forcibly taken away from above.

"Can't you fold it yourself..."

Looking up and seeing the boy's face, a sour feeling welled up in my heart.

Then came a strange fondness, followed by a sense of reliance and security.

She had seen this boy before; she remembered it. It seemed to be in some room where she was sitting cross-legged on the bed when the boy walked in…

After drawing upon the young lady's power, Li Zhuiyuan turned his attention to the lower side, relieving the pressure on Luo Xiaoyu and Zhu Yiwen's formation battle.

The young lady, interrupted by the boy, sensed someone approaching her and immediately slipped into her own formation.

The situation at this point is more like a precarious situation than a precarious one, but it's more like a small boat in a stormy sea, barely managing to stay afloat.

Even so, it was because they arrived early and, after gathering at the pagoda, didn't just watch the show; they set up the formation early on.

Luo Xiaoyu thoughtfully activated his protection immediately, offering shelter to the young lady.

Tao Zhuming summoned the square seal, gathering his energy within, and positioned it behind the young lady, preparing to attack the elder who had been pursuing them.

As the young lady passed by Tao Zhuming, she extended her index finger, pressed her nail against Tao Zhuming's brow, and drew a bloody gash.

"Ohhhhhhh!!"

Tao Zhuming felt his whole body burning up, and the aura of the seal in his hand instantly rose to a higher level. After he slammed it outwards, the elder who tried to follow him into the formation was sent flying by his own seal.

"puff!"

Before he could even savor the thrill of that power, Tao Zhuming coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Young Miss: "Tao Jiayin relies on his physique, so why are you so weak?"

Tao Zhuming: "Perhaps it's because I already had injuries..."

Young lady: "Is this the only hard part? Did they just polish the lips?"

Tao Zhuming: "Miss, you have a really good eye for people."

He dared not retort, fearing that the old lady might remember what happened later.

Mu Qiuying leaned against the twisted zither, releasing the strings from her body to help reinforce the formation.

The young lady looked at the zither, her eyes thoughtful. She pressed her palm down and stroked the zither, greatly reducing the pain in Mu Qiuying's body caused by the strings tearing her body.

Mu Qiuying: "Thank you, Miss."

The young lady looked at her as if she were seeing another figure.

She instinctively wanted to delve deeper, but it was as if there was a barrier preventing her from exploring further, as if forcibly breaking through it would bring terrible disaster.

Luo Xiaoyu sat there cross-legged, continuing to set up the formation.

On our side, some people are qualified to rush out and confront those old guys head-on, but they don't belong to this group. They must stick together to be effective.

The young lady stood next to Luo Xiaoyu.

Luo Xiaoyu noticed that his feng shui chess pieces were forming very quickly, so he immediately devoted himself to the formation. The originally precarious formation quickly stabilized.

He could even take a moment to look at the young lady who was assisting him, and see that her method of forming chess pieces was different from his own. He would pinch out each piece one by one, while the young lady would cut off a piece and then throw it away.

"It can actually be like this..."

Luo Xiaoyu entered the Xuanmen through the Dao of Arrays and then studied Feng Shui to seek a breakthrough. He had no shortage of insights and guidance from the young man, but at this moment, he received guidance on the methodological level.

But before he could savor the moment, he sensed an overwhelming pressure descending upon him.

The elders on the periphery had managed to deceive him and successfully set up the great formation, which was now pressing down on him.

The chess pieces on the chessboard in front of Luo Xiaoyu were scattered in large areas, and there was no time to replace them.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

Young Miss: "What's impossible? The main force on the other side is a member of the Weng family. You're a generation below him, so it's normal that you can't beat him. But with your talent and aptitude, you'll definitely be able to easily defeat him when you reach his age."

"no……"

Luo Xiaoyu didn't know how to explain. The Weng family was a major sect in the martial arts world, and he could be no match for them or be deceived. But the person above him was not. Logically speaking, that person should have helped him.

As the great formation descended, a figure leaped out from the upper levels of the pagoda, wielding twin swords and unleashing a swift gale.

Its rhythm and route perfectly matched the established formation. Although it was within the formation, it moved freely and arrived outside the courtyard in an instant.

Seeing this, the elderly array masters left only the eldest one to continue maintaining the large array, while the rest stopped and instead used smaller arrays to try to suppress Lin Shuyou who was rushing towards them.

Logically, after obtaining a demonic body, the formation master should have improved his physical attributes. However, such an improvement is negligible in close combat against true masters.

Soon, an even more surprising scene unfolded: this person arrived recklessly, yet he skillfully evaded their small interception formation as he moved, without his speed being slowed down at all.

Lin Shuyou spun around while reciting multiplication tables. Although he didn't understand formations, he was good at positioning.

The surprise attack from Ayou forced the group that had already been hospitalized to send people back to provide assistance.

Lin Shuyou was intercepted.

Fortunately, although Ayou didn't have Runsheng's ability to fight against group attacks, he had a desperate spirit. He wielded his twin swords, creating afterimages, and hardly cared about defense, focusing only on attacking.

Even though these old guys are already destined to die, they are not afraid of death. But it's unrealistic to expect them to quickly and tacitly agree on who will die first and who will die later in order to make their deaths meaningful.

In a short time, because no one was willing to step forward and take the hit, Ayou's side was able to fight fiercely and was in no way inferior to Runsheng on the other side.

"Come here!"

Zhou Huai-ren suddenly rushed in and closed in on A-you.

Ah You swung his twin swords alternately, and Zhou Huai Ren parried with his fingertips, the clanging sounds echoing continuously.

Seeing that someone was taking on the pressure, the others immediately understood and followed suit.

Ah-you's situation immediately turned bad.

Zhou Huai-ren shouted to those behind him, "Brother Weng, quickly suppress their formation and break their lines! We have limited time, don't give them a chance to delay!"

"I understand."

Weng Zhaoru, along with two fellow array masters, once again focused on array formations.

Once their formation breaks down, apart from a few tough guys, the rest of the group will be slaughtered by these old fogies.

"Eeya ya ya ya!"

Lin Shuyou was furious and launched a fierce attack on Zhou Huairen.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Zhou Huai-ren's fingertips were peeling away, and even his bones were pitted and uneven, yet he still persisted.

Just then, their comrades from both sides joined forces to attack, preparing to crush Lin Shuyou.

After Lin Shuyou made another powerful strike, he changed his previous impatience and immediately retreated.

This move puzzled Zhou Huai-ren, but he wouldn't let the other party retreat so easily. He quickly pressed forward, his fingertips forming a pattern.

With attacks from both sides and Zhou Huai-ren's strong presence in the front, Lin Shuyou was at a significant disadvantage.

But he retreated very decisively, retreating smoothly again and again until he was back in Luo Xiaoyu's formation.

Zhou Huai-ren pointed his fingertip at the formation.

Ling Wuxing, Xu Mofan, and Wang Lin joined forces to block Zhou Huai Ren's attack, preventing the formation from being broken at any point.

Zhou Huai-ren regrouped, and his comrades also began to prepare.

The formation above is pressing down, and soon the formation set up by these little guys will collapse.

As a result, it was their own formation that first showed signs of collapse.

Zhou Huai Ren looked back and saw a figure appear behind Weng Zhaoru, holding a soft sword and stabbing it into Weng Zhaoru's head.

"what!!!"

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Weng Zhaoru's head cracked open, and red, white, and rust-colored substances gushed out.

The old man's eyes were filled with anger and resentment, yet he was helpless, until the light in his eyes faded.

An elderly and highly respected master of formations died in such a frustrating way.

When Weng Zhaoru's demonic body disintegrated, the people on their side cheered, their morale soaring. This difficult and terrifying situation had finally gotten off to a good start.

Miss Liu didn't join in; instead, she seemed a little dazed. While continuing to help Luo Xiaoyu maintain the formation, she reached out and touched the corner of her eye, but couldn't feel anything.

In front of the Demon Suppression Tower, tears welled up in Liu Yumei's eyes.

After Tan Wenbin landed a successful blow, the power of the Blood Ape erupted, and he pounced on another old formation master.

Like Ah You, he had someone pass him cheat sheets from a high place, which allowed him to successfully evade the old formation master's fast formations.

"puff!"

The soft sword killed another one.

No matter what era it is, or whether it's on the river or in the sea, as long as it's a team battle, the first thing to do is to find a way to take down the enemy's formation mage.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity Ah You had created for him to steal, Tan Wenbin wanted to steal another one.

This time, when the enemy reinforcements arrived, Tan Wenbin activated his intimidation technique and managed to escape.

The other party intervened to neutralize the intimidation tactic and did not pursue.

But then, a sound of tearing cloth came from behind.

Looking back, he saw that the last array master's demonic body had been pierced. Tan Wenbin smiled.

Three were killed, mission accomplished.

This move undoubtedly angered the other party. Tan Wenbin had no time to reflect and began to make his escape. This time, his aura was locked on, making it difficult for him to completely conceal himself. Moreover, the other party focused on large-scale attacks when making his move.

Tan Wenbin dared not fight back, took several blows, and then fled in one direction.

Qinglong Temple is so big, he can escape to a great distance. He doesn't believe that those people would waste their time chasing him.

Sure enough, after fleeing for a while, the other party turned back.

Tan Wenbin stopped, knelt on the ground, took out a pill, put it in his mouth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again, and shouted:

"Boss, I've done right by you. Good luck to you, I want to live!"

After shouting, Tan Wenbin continued to flee in the direction he had gone before.

Three figures emerged from where they had been standing. Their eyes met, and then they turned back.

Zhou Huai-ren: "This can't go on. We're all going to die anyway, so let's just die quickly!"

Some people gritted their teeth and rushed out one after another, crashing into the formation. They ignored the resistance and counterattacks from within the formation and smashed themselves out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under the continuous roar, the formation could no longer be maintained. As the main person in charge of the formation, Luo Xiaoyu suffered the most severe backlash, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

After losing the support of the formation, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and elders rushed in, attempting to cut off the battlefield.

Tao Zhuming: "Damn it, let's fight these old bastards to the death! Even if it kills us, we'll make sure they get a hole in us!"

The young people are also prepared to fight tooth and nail, since the old guys are fragile and it's easy for them to trade their lives for injuries.

Miss: "Is the crane in the Tao family your brother?"

Tao Zhuming: "Haha, I'm his brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Eye of Drought Demon in the distance writhed again, and a pitch-black figure was projected out, landing in the center of the battle.

Tao Zhuming's eyes widened immediately: Grandpa!

I was just indulging in some banter before I went all out, Grandpa, how can you be so easily amused?

The old lady can use this secret technique to avoid karma, but you, grandfather, don't know how to do that. My Tao family will be implicated!

"Wait, something's not right..."

Why does Grandpa look so dull and simple-minded?
Tao Yunhe arrived, but his eyes were vacant and his expression rigid, standing there stiffly like an old man who had suffered a stroke.

That is to say, the demonic body has no blood or mucus, otherwise, this appearance would have some drool dripping from the corners of its mouth.

In front of the Demon Suppression Tower, a new figure, Tao Yunhe, appeared beside Liu Yumei.

Tao Yunhe, imitating Liu Yumei's method, used the square seal in his hand to draw light and fire from the tower and enter the game together.

However, just as his grandson said, the Tao family did not have the secret technique to trace one's age. Therefore, before replicating it, he struck his forehead with the square seal to forcibly seal his "memory and cognition," and actively turned himself into a fool who temporarily had no "self."

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Kong Yi, add a chain mark to my body as well."

Kong Yi: "Without superior tools as a medium, you will only set yourself on fire."

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Isn't there any other way?"

Kong Yi: "Jiang is outside, not inside; people's hearts are unknowable."

Jiang Xiuzhi understood, glancing at the small group of guests out of the corner of her eye. She had to protect Sister Liu and the others.

He was barely breathing, so tired, he was dying, but he had to keep going.

After Liu Yumei left, Tao Yunhe regained his demeanor as the head of the family.

The head of the Tao family even bent down to carefully examine his own face, asking himself: "Monk, you've spent your whole life in seclusion studying cause and effect, and this is all you've come up with?"

This was a banquet he had set up, and he should have been the one to wrap it up, but he ended up being nothing more than a link in the chain of events used to advance the banquet.

What the head of the Tao family wanted to ask was whether he would feel aggrieved by this.

Kong Yi's answer was: Each generation can only produce one Dragon King, but that doesn't mean that those who compete with the Dragon King have no significance; they themselves are part of the Dragon King.

After hearing this, the head of the Tao family smashed the seal on his head.

Kong Yi reluctantly raised his head slightly and glanced at Tao Yunhe standing there. Blood was still flowing from his forehead. He didn't know whether the drought demon's corpse flames would burn out first or the Tao family head's blood would run dry first.

After the formation was broken, the situation became one-sided.

Tao Zhuming struck an elder with his seal, but the elder dodged it. Then the elder unleashed a spell, but fortunately the young lady intervened in time to weaken it, allowing Tao Zhuming to escape with his life.

As Tao Zhuming crawled to his feet, he glanced at his mentally challenged grandfather, who was still standing there. He really didn't know what his grandfather was doing there.

Seeing that the young lady had ruined his plans, the elder launched a spell at her. The young lady quickly dodged it, and at the same time, she helped the Five Elements that had summoned the lightning to boost their power, allowing them to draw down the lightning curtain. She also took the time to help Zhu Yiwen rearrange the formation, alleviating the situation that was about to collapse.

Two figures appeared behind Miss Liu at that moment.

The young lady noticed and tried to move away, avoiding one figure, but was then entangled by another.

Ah Li descends from the top of the pagoda, wielding the Blood Porcelain Sword, to support her grandmother.

But before Ah Li Ren could even land, or even unleash her sword technique, someone else moved even faster than her.

Tao Zhuming was about to use his seal to smash someone when he saw it being taken away.

Following the trajectory of the seal, I found that my seal had fallen into my grandfather's palm.

Grandpa pushed the seal forward, and the seal roared as it smashed into one of the elders who had attacked the young lady.

"Snapped!"

The elder's demonic body exploded.

Immediately, Tao Yunhe took the seal and joined the fray, smashing anyone who dared to approach the young lady with ill intentions.

Tao Zhuming: "..."

Tao Yunhe is no longer a young man; he is in his twilight years. Dragon King Tao specializes in seal carving, and his grandson, as the contemporary lamplighter, also possesses an extraordinary seal.

Here, Tao Yunhe, who possesses a weapon, has a greater advantage than the other elders who are unarmed.

After helping the young lady out of the predicament, Tao Yunhe subconsciously looked behind him and found that the young lady was not looking at him; her gaze was entirely on the little girl in front of her.

Ah Li wielded her sword, engaging in fierce combat. Each sword move was more powerful than the last, combining the essence of the Liu family with the strength of the Qin family.

Seeing this, the young lady reached out and clutched her chest, feeling a sharp pain in her heart for some reason.

Ah Li thrust her sword downwards, and the Blood Porcelain Sword shattered and transformed into a giant fish. The girl pulled two long fish bones from the fish's body, and the fish leaped out, using its massive body to help others relieve stress.

The girl then handed a fish bone to the young lady.

The young lady took the fishbone and grasped the sword.

Her distracting thoughts vanished instantly, and the young lady let out a laugh:

"Come, my dear sister, let me teach you... how to use a sword!"

The next moment, the two sisters each drew their swords, joined forces, and roamed around, helping others out of trouble. Each time they helped someone out of trouble, they quickly left the pagoda's area.

The young lady didn't know why she acted this way, but she couldn't use her spoiled temper at all when facing her younger sister. It was as if she would agree to whatever her sister wanted.

At the foot of the Demon Suppression Tower, Jiang Xiuzhi looked at Tao Yunhe, who was still bleeding, with some concern. Then she looked at Sister Liu, who was crying and laughing at the same time.

Tao Zhuming faced danger time and time again. He desperately wanted to call his grandfather for help, but his grandfather not only took away his seal but also followed the two men.

After successfully avoiding another danger, Tao Zhuming came to Ling Wuxing's side. Ling Wuxing's skin and flesh were completely cracked open, exposing his bones. Upon getting closer, one could smell a rich aroma of roasted meat.

“Brother, the secret is already obvious…”

Ling Wuxing looked up and saw: "He has no one protecting him!"

Lin Shuyou, Tan Wenbin, and A Li all went downstairs, leaving Li Zhuiyuan alone on the balcony of the highest floor of the pagoda.

One after another, shadowy figures that had been waiting for a long time seized the opportunity to appear around the boy.

They knew exactly who they wanted to kill; as long as that person died, all their sacrifices would be worthwhile.

Zheng Sanyue crossed her arms behind her back, and a blood moon rose up as she coldly said:

You deserve to die!

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Everyone has to die."

The long-silent top of the pagoda suddenly radiated a rich Buddhist light once again.

Zheng Sanyue and the others were all astonished. They couldn't understand where this strong Buddhist energy came from, since all the stone statues here should have been extracted long ago.

But there was no time for them to think. The Buddha's light descended and swept over Zheng Sanyue and the others.

"what!!!"

"Do not!!!"

Screams continued to erupt.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Zheng Sanyue and the others suffered from festering skin and oozing pus. While the demonic bodies outside were being annihilated by the Buddha's light, they were also enduring the same treatment.

Soon, pools of slimy residue appeared inside the cages of the Demon Suppression Tower.

After engulfing Zheng Sanyue and the others, the remaining force of the Buddha's light continued downwards, crashing down beneath the pagoda and spreading out. More screams followed, and the elders who had managed to survive retreated hastily, fearing further contact.

The boy turned the tide in one fell swoop.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan had considered whether to shoot the Buddha's light at the drought demon's eye, but after comparing the current size of both sides, he decided against it. A weakening that could not be completely eliminated was meaningless; it was better to use it in the immediate vicinity and devour as many as possible.

As for their spying on him, as a Bodhisattva, Li Zhuiyuan's sense of warning was too accurate. He had already prepared for this and was just waiting to send down the people protecting him so that they could take action.

Yayoi emerged from the tower behind the boy.

The Buddha image inside the stone Buddha is gone, but Yayoi still has a large amount of storage inside her body.

At this moment, Yayoi's right eye was filled with demonic energy, while her left eye only retained a faint golden light, and she was about to fall into demonic possession again.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the Demon-Suppressing Tower in front of him: "As long as she is not destroyed, Miwu will not be destroyed, and the kindness in your heart will exist forever."

Yayoi: "Yasu is only ranked second."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Well, let's deal with Mi Wu first, then go to Nantong to kill my great-grandfather. Things have to be done one by one."

Yayoi: "If we ignore her, she'll be destroyed anyway. Now is the best time to kill you. Your lie was half-hearted."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Because real deception requires you to be willing to be deceived. I didn't drain all the Buddha-nature from your body."

Yayoi looked down at the funeral robes she was wearing.

Demonic shadows scattered from his body as he charged toward the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan stood still.

After passing over the boy's head, Yayoi descended vertically and crashed into the battle, killing those "fellow demons".

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's have a final battle."

"Buzz!"

A surge of air erupted, and the nine black shadows on Runsheng's chest spread to his entire body, covering his face with black patterns as his chakra valves opened wide!

Lin Shuyou took out the talisman needle and inserted it into his body.

General Zeng: "Roar!!!"

White Crane Boy: "Hahaha, you've experienced it too... Roar!"

The two Yin gods went berserk, and a massive amount of sacrifices from the underworld were poured in, causing Lin Shuyou to charge out like a ferocious god.

Among the remaining outer teams, those who still had the strength to fight also automatically used their secret techniques and joined the attack.

Li Zhuiyuan slapped the railing with both hands, and the evil dragon roared out. After flying into the air, it stirred up a large amount of feng shui energy, and then quickly fell down. It did not participate in the battle, but only traveled around the battlefield and wandered around each of its companions.

He entered the esoteric path by reading books, relying on intuition; his grandmother entered through the teachings of her elders, the spirit of the Dragon King, and the great evil spirits of her ancestral home, relying on practical understanding.

The boy had witnessed his grandmother's various forms of one-on-one assistance. It wasn't that he didn't know how to do these things, but rather that he often didn't think about them in that direction.

At this moment, the young man blessed everyone on his side except Runsheng!

As the young lady fought alongside her younger sister, she looked up incredulously at the tower behind her.

Previously, the sourness of the Qin family having produced a young elder had vanished, replaced by the joy of the Liu family having produced a world-shaking genius.

"What kind of soul power does this have to dare to do such a thing? This boy was simply born for my Liu family!"

Tao Zhuming: "In the past, the Dragon King always led the charge, but our generation of Dragon Kings is good at staying in the rear."

After speaking, as the evil dragon swirled to his side, Tao Zhuming unleashed a phantom seal and spat out a mouthful of blood with great pleasure.

Ling Wuxing: "Isn't this good? At least we don't have to worry about not having a presence in this generation's Dragon King story."

Li Zhuiyuan wrapped the red thread around Chen Xiyuan.

After a series of successes, Sister Chen's voice echoed in my mind: "Take this sword! Take this sword! Take this sword!"
Chen Xiyuan's talent is truly remarkable. She has learned to draw water from the waterfall within the domain, but the way she wields the flute makes it look less like a sword and more like an axe, hammer, or sledgehammer.

Li Zhuiyuan thought to himself: Listen to me.

Chen Xiyuan thought to herself: Okay!
Soon, Chen Xiyuan successfully unleashed another sword strike.

The thrill he felt inside made Li Zhuiyuan's head spin.

Such a wide-ranging blessing already consumes a great deal of energy, and with Miss Chen's commotion, Li Zhuiyuan really couldn't take it anymore.

But the boy persevered and continued to instruct Sister Chen on how to wield the sword.

When Ming Qiushan's magic struck Runsheng, Runsheng, who was already enraged and had his energy fully unleashed, ignored the magic and punched Ming Qiushan's demonic body. Ming Qiushan quickly retreated, barely managing to prevent the demonic body from collapsing.

Chen Xiyuan's sword strike pierced his chest, leaving Ming Qiushan stunned.

The evil dragon swooped down and swallowed Ming Qiushan's battered and mangled demonic body whole.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Ming Qiushan's face was deathly pale. In the surrounding cages, more and more people were dying, and the situation on their side could be described as on the verge of collapse.

Yet hope remained in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, and his soul fire ignited, like a venomous snake, as he waited quietly.

After completing its blessing, the evil dragon soared into the air once more, gathering auras and feng shui energy. As it approached the flying youth, the dragon's belly swelled.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, the Soul Flame of Mingqiu Mountain was fully ignited.

A twisted, demonic shadow burst from the evil dragon's mouth and entered the boy's body.

Ming Qiushan: "Young man, you've become arrogant after all!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Miss Liu: "Oh no!"

"Roar!"

The feng shui energy in the sky, which had already fallen into a state of decline, became thicker again. The evil dragon became even more excited and brought down more energy to bless the boy, whose condition suddenly improved from weakness.

Young Miss: "He...swallowed it? Heh, he swallowed it!"

Miss Liu thought that seeing this would trigger her sense of righteousness and discomfort, but in fact, she not only couldn't find any discomfort, but also felt an extremely strong sense of pleasure.

Ah Li smiled.

The Ming family still has drinks, but the Ming family members in the cans are far less delicious than the Ming family elders.

Looking at the upside-down scene, especially the strength displayed by that person and his subordinate, Zhou Huai-ren felt an extreme sense of absurdity.

Even though they were all weak after their fierce battle with Kong Yi, even though their demonic bodies were not suitable for fighting, and even with all the reasons, they could not change the terrible fact that they had tried to bully the weak but ended up being beaten back.

Such a group of people... He could even imagine the despair that the younger generation in Jiangshang would feel when facing them, since his own side had actually arranged for them to be surrounded and killed.

"If I had known earlier, and if you hadn't concealed your abilities, I wouldn't be in this situation, and Wangjiang Tower wouldn't be in this predicament!"

Zhou Huai-ren truly believed his own explanation. He would never admit that he did not want a powerful Dragon King to emerge because Wangjiang Tower was used to its elevated status during periods when the Dragon King was absent.

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Zhou Huai-ren turned his head to look at Xin Guangxin in the next cell.

The next moment, the two of them simultaneously attacked the remaining elders who were retreating around them.

Since it was impossible to kill that person, they could only try to make amends as much as possible. They knew very well that this behavior was comparable to that of a clown and would not play a decisive role, but at least it would make that person feel a little less angry when he truly became the Dragon King in the future, and treat it as a joke and amusement when he took revenge on his own lineage, thus loosening his grip a little.

Now, the battle, which had already been reversed, has become completely one-sided. A bunch of scheming scoundrels, no matter how fancy their clothes are, are ultimately just monkeys in crowns.

At this moment, it was unclear whether the burning time had come or the Eye of Drought no longer wanted to watch, the demonic barrier began to fade, and the projections of the remaining people gradually became weaker.

After Miss Liu swung her bone sword with all her might, her black hair flying, she turned the sword and used feng shui techniques to transmit her voice to the top of the pagoda behind her:
"Hey, I'm not going to be the young lady anymore, I'm letting you be the current young master of the Liu family!"

A smile appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's lips. The evil dragon slid downwards, its mouth opening to reveal the voice of a young boy:

"I don't care about being a young master. If I'm going to do something, I'll be the head of the Liu family."

Hearing this, the young lady not only didn't feel offended, but actually found it very much to her liking:

"Fine, I'll go back to the ancestral home and beg the ancestor to force my grandfather to abdicate. Then you can sit in the head of the family!"

The evil dragon circled past, roaring as it asked:

"Is it a deal?"

"What, do you expect me to bow down right now...?"

At this time, Miss Liu's black hair gradually turned white, and wrinkles began to appear on her youthful face.

Youth can only be sealed in a wine jar, not because I don't miss its sweetness, but because I fear the bitter aftertaste and tears that follow.

The no-longer-young Miss Liu, with a solemn expression, slowly bowed in reverence towards the top of the pagoda.

"Liu Yumei, greetings..."

Before the ceremony was completed and the words were finished, the Eye of the Drought Demon collapsed, and the young lady and Tao Yunhe's demonic bodies turned to ashes.

Before the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Liu Yumei sheathed her longsword and murmured:

"From this day forward, I, Qin Liu, have returned!"

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After taking a break from updating, Long went to the hospital. He had been worried that doctors would be on holiday during the Chinese New Year and that it would be inconvenient to conduct examinations, but when he got there, he found that medical staff were working hard during the Spring Festival. Long had all the tests done. The main reason was that with Long's work and rest habits, smoking, drinking coffee, and staying up late were common. He was really afraid of sudden death if he had chest pain. Fortunately, the tests for those organs were all normal. The cause of the illness was inflammation, probably pleurisy. Now, after taking medication and resting, his condition has improved.

Thank you all for your concern. I wish you all a belated Happy New Year and good health. Updates will resume today!
(End of this chapter)