Chapter 331: Demon Star Death (Part I)

"Knock-knock-knock-"

On the altar of the sacrifice, one hundred and eight monks of Muye Temple sat around in a six-star array, and thousands of ice-blue streamers rose from the formation and turned into a circle of earth-shaking arcs.

In mid-air, a black and a red figure was caught in a fierce battle, and the battle armor of the Yunze had been shattered, if it weren't for the soft silver silk armor inside, it would have already been invaded by the evil qi of the night demon.

What is terrifying is that the group of white-clothed people who flow out of the Elan Mountain are like a hundred ghosts walking at night, they are the descendants of the relics of the Li Kingdom, and they have meager spiritual power in their blood, supplemented by the secret art of meat puppets to stimulate their potential, and they can take their souls and move to kill them with a raise of their hands.

The whole army of the Shenwu Battalion and the Shenwei Battalion went out to encircle and suppress, but they were defeated and retreated again and again by the attack of tens of thousands of meat puppets.

These meat golems seemed to have been inspired by the dawn of the night, and they rushed to the altar of the sacrifice, vowing to remove the magic circle of the monks of Muye Monastery who were intimidating him from fully exercising his mana.

Qingyang led a group of elites to evacuate from the imperial guard tower when they encountered the army of meat puppets of the relics of the Li Kingdom, and suddenly fell into a bloody battle again, but these meat puppets were different from those ordinary meat puppets outside the city gate before, and after the two sides looked at each other, they seemed to be devoured and killed each other, which was the most painful and terrifying.

"Don't look at them, cut off their heads with a knife!, don't look at their eyes!" he shouted with his inner strength.

And then shouting on all sides, how many people can hear it?

And he was in the middle of this distraction, a sharp pain in his back, he turned to look in shock, a pair of bone-like claws had penetrated deep into the flesh of his back, trying to break his back, making him unable to move.

At this time, a crimson light swirled down in the air and cut off the wrist of the meat puppet, and the dark green figure flew over, sweeping across the area with the Red Soul Sword in his hand, slashing the approaching meat puppets to the ground, before he stepped forward to support Qingyang, and reached out to carefully pick up the severed hand for him.

"Zeng Miaoxuan passed on the power to control the meat puppet to Wang Lian, and now that Wang Lian is the king of the meat puppet, you immediately notify Gu Fei and other generals to lead troops to assist Yan Yi and them in clearing all the dark forces inside and outside the palace, the Jin family has already left the warriors of the Blazing Li League, and they will definitely take advantage of the chaos to escape.

There is no need to divide troops to stop the meat golem from going to the sacrificial rooftop, you are not the opponent of the meat puppet, you will only lose troops! To solve the meat puppet, you must first get rid of the puppet king, and I will solve Wang Lian!"

She had already smeared the medicinal powder on the wound on his back as she spoke, and she spoke very quickly, and her backhand was another pill stuffed into Qingyang's mouth that wanted to speak.

Qingyang swallowed the pill with difficulty, and then said, "Nanxing girl, the prince is on the altar of the sacrifice!"

"I know that the altar is blessed by the magic circle of Muye Temple, and the magic of the Night Demon is limited. What we have to deal with now is Wang Lian and these meat puppets!"

"Boss!" Lan Ke came with a team of brothers from the Blazing Li League, and was relieved to see You Xue, turned over and dismounted and handed a white Xun made of skulls to her, "Guan Cunshan asked me to hand it over to you!"

"What about Guan Cun Mountain?" You Xue asked.

Lan Ke pointed in the direction of the altar to the east and said, "He handed me the things and went in that direction!"

"Guan Cunshan has already gone to help, you don't need to worry about it. You Xue glanced in the direction of the sacrificial rooftop, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Lan Ke: "You assist Qingyang and them to retreat, move closer to Chengtianmen, don't let those remnants of Shangguan Rong's men escape!"

"Yes!"

Under the long nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, ten pure-blooded girls of the Relic Clan slowly walked up the stairs around a handsome young man whose eyes were already pure black and no whites, and behind them were countless army of Relic Flesh Puppets.

You Xue stood halfway up the mountainside, facing the surging and approaching white torrent, her eyes showed compassion: "Wang Lian, you yourself didn't expect that one day, you would become the enemy's pawn, right?"

The white-clothed young man who was the leader raised his dark eyes, but there was a strong killing intent in his eyes without divine light: "Death to those who stand in the way!" The pace under his feet gradually accelerated, approaching the woman above.

You Xue took out the white bone demon Xun handed over to her by Lan Ke, put it on her mouth and blew out a string of deep and mournful mysterious tunes, like a chaotic flood through the vicissitudes of the sea, like a dark tide of surging water flowing through the years, the sound of Xun gradually changed from melodious like a flowing spring to sharp like a storm, stirring the heartstrings of the listener, the mind was chaotic, and the blood was surging.

The crowd of people winding up the white gradually broke down, and many meat golems had begun to scream and fell to the ground and lost their mobility, and the sound of fighting under the mountain was gradually covered by the excited shouts of the black armor army, and the battle situation began to reverse.

The ten bereaved girls led by Wang Lian gradually began to be unable to support it, and several of them had already fallen down the mountain with tremors.

Wang Lian stared at the woman who was getting closer and closer, his eyes fell on the white bone demon Xun, and a strange and distorted hatred appeared on his cold face: "What about my mother!? What happened to you?" As he spoke, his hands had already condensed into a blazing storm, and he suddenly attacked You Xue.

You Xue's figure instantly drifted and dodged, and the sound of Xun on her lips did not stop.

Wang Lian's eyes were split, he broke away from the team, and attacked the direction of You Xue again, only to see her glaring at him coldly, and then flew towards the woods on the left.

Wang Lian was full of anger and swooped down towards Youxue shuttling through the trees in the distance with the momentum of a storm that almost wanted to destroy everything, "Give me back my mother!" he shouted.

You Xue finally let go of the White Bone Demon Xun and attacked with a sword, and the horizontal sword slashed at Wang Lian's face, cutting a bloody wound on Wang Lian's face.

But Wang Lian suddenly felt the pain, shouted loudly, and the purple black mist between his sleeves was gathered in the palm of his hand, and he suddenly slammed into the door of You Xuemian.

You Xue jumped up and flew in the air, several cold rays of ice blue shot out between his fingers, piercing Wang Lian's flesh and blood, and the several blood holes could be seen to spread outward from the wound, and the black blood soaked his whole body, but he still had no pain on his face, only almost crazy stubbornness and killing intent: "What happened to your mother! You killed her?"

You Xue looked at his godless black eyes without waves, and smiled deeply: "Yes, I killed her, I cut off her flesh inch by inch, and sacrificed the souls of thousands of people and soldiers who died in vain!"

"Ahhhh

"She can't stand it!" You Xue's smile was cold and cold, her palms were folded and her fingertips were stacked, and in the blink of an eye, the aura condensed into an ice blade, and the light became more and more vigorous, seeing that the other party was like a moth to a fire, ignoring the killing intent, vowing to die with her, and the last trace of unbearability in her heart also condensed into frost.

Ice-blue aura flowing from his fingertips flew out, piercing his body into a sieve like a torrential rain.

Seeing Wang Lian, whose crippled body was already crumbling and still struggling to rush towards her, there was a sudden turmoil among the shadows of the trees, and then several black shadows appeared, they stood in various corners, pulling out a large net with a silver light curtain, and suddenly shrouded Wang Lian in it, and he couldn't break free even if he struggled.

"Withdraw!" You Xue ordered coldly.

Several people looked at her hesitantly, and seeing that her eyes were resolute and could not refuse, and without delay, they jumped and disappeared into the trees.

You Xue took out the fire fold, brushed it and threw it in the silver wire net, the fire rose in a blink of an eye, the flames mixed with the pungent sulfur breath, licking the desperate and resentful face in the net: "Pay me back! Demon girl, you actually killed her! You can't die well! You can't die well! I want you to pay for your blood debt!"

But the angry scolding gradually faded and burned to ashes in the flames.

She stared at the charred wreckage in the net for a moment, then the wind swept away, and the scorched ash rose into the air and dissipated.

She raised her eyes to look at the figure who was still fighting fiercely in mid-air, and her eyes were solemn: "There is no forgiveness for good and evil, there is no door to hell, how can things in the world be as you wish." ”

(End of chapter)