Chapter 142: The Last Madness
Duanmu Xing's eyes were full of madness, and at the same time, there was a hint of relief. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
At this moment, Xie Wuya let out a miserable scream again, trembling all over, and his entire body suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, splashing on the formation light curtain, sliding blood marks on it, dripping to the ground.
A bright white light flew out of its flesh and blood, and fled.
It's his soul.
The life and soul of a Jindan monk is not quite the same as that of an ordinary monk.
Monks at this level, their souls are much stronger, and they already have some personal will.
"Want to go?" Duanmu Xing snorted coldly, and the flag in his hand shook again.
At the same time, a golden light shot from a distance, directly rolling up the white light.
A cold light flashed in Duanmu Xing's eyes, and he reached out to grab it forward, and the moment his palm touched the golden light, his body trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood again.
The golden light rolled back, it was Zhou Da, I saw him holding the soul of Xie Wuya, who was struggling desperately, with his right hand, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.
At the same time, a small golden flag appeared in his hand.
Zhou Da opened his mouth and blew, and a ball of white light flew out of his mouth and directly submerged into the small flag.
After the white light entered the small flag, it dissipated instantly, and then I saw a dazzling golden light emerge around the small flag.
Then I wanted to spread around, directly covering half of the space of Zhurong City.
Duanmu Xing's face changed, he was now out of oil, and he could only barely control the formation by relying on two small flags.
Now he was instantly taken away half of the formation control by Zhou Da.
In the void, the pair of eyes was clearly impatient.
Begin to close slowly.
The surrounding space was lit up, and the previous light seemed to be sucked away by these eyes, and the pressure around them was also relieved.
Seeing this, Zhou Da's face also changed.
As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, the golden pill had been spit out by him, floating above his head, and spiritual power was frantically poured into the small flag from the golden pill.
This is Dan Qi, a power that is more pure than spiritual power, and doing so will cause a lot of damage to the masters of the Golden Pill Period.
With Zhou Da's movements, the huge footprint suspended above his head sank down again.
The formation light curtain shook twice, and it almost collapsed.
The golden light in the soles of his feet also dimmed.
Duanmu Xing's heart was anxious, and his face suddenly showed a decisive look, and he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out two balls of essence blood, which fell on the two small flags respectively.
Then the body trembled, as if something was about to break away from the body, and the bare skin bulged out one after another, which looked very terrifying.
At this point, any words are in vain, and there is only one battle.
"You're crazy, you actually used your soul to urge the formation. Zhou Da's face changed.
The soul can be said to be the foundation of the monk, and once the soul is damaged or disappears, it will be fatal to the monk.
"Even if you die, I will bury you with you. Duanmu Xing no longer cared about him, but spurted out two balls of essence blood again.
The formation light curtain flashed with golden light under his series of movements, and the majestic power began to condense on the golden light in the sky above Zhurong City.
Zhou Da's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His life soul was connected to the formation, and he could feel the power of that power the most.
The footprints in the sky also trembled, slowing down the pace of sinking.
A stream of white light was released from Duanmu Xing's body, wanting to spread around, and after a while, it swept around like a storm, destroying everything around him.
Two clouds of light bounced out of the storm, and they let out two muffled grunts.
It was Wei Qing and Tumen Sheng.
Wei Qing's face was pale at this time, his spiritual power was slackened, his clothes were ragged, and his talisman sword qi had already been shattered.
Tumen Sheng was no better, the sword wings behind him disappeared, and his white clothes were also tattered.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the fear in each other's eyes.
At this moment, above the void, the eyes that had been closed opened without warning.
A low roar came from the depths of the Yin Spirit Mountain Range, and two bloody rays of light shot out of his eyes and disappeared into the footprints.
With a loud bang, the footprints of the sky covered the sky directly from mid-air, covering the entire sky.
From Wei Qing's current point of view, it feels like the sky is falling.
A powerful force emanated from the footprints, imprisoning the space around them.
Wei Qing only felt that his chest was hit by a huge force, and he opened his mouth to spit out a ball of minced meat.
wanted to dodge, but found that his body was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to move a bit, so he could only watch the footprints slowly fall.
It was a very powerless feeling, and no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain.
The strong pressure pressed on the body, as if I could feel the vitality peeling off the body little by little, and I felt like I was about to faint.
When his eyes were confused, he saw Tumen Saint in the distance.
I don't know if it's a hallucination, but he saw a hand stretched out from the void, grabbed Tumen Saint, and pulled him into the void.
Then, he felt something grab at his clothes, and then he didn't know anything.
At the same time, the footprints finally fell heavily to the ground.
Stepping directly into the ground ten zhang deep, groundwater gushes out from the stone wall.
Originally, Zhurong City completely disappeared from the land of Qiuzhou.
The eyes in the void showed a hint of exhaustion, and slowly closed their eyes, and the surrounding ghosts roared incessantly around the huge pit.
There were more Yin Spirits pouring out of the Yin Spirit Mountain Range, and then pouring into the hinterland of Qiu Prefecture in droves.
Soon, the original area where Zhurong City was located was all occupied by Yin Spirits.
At the same time, the upper and lower three gates finally took action, and a coalition army blocked the footsteps of the Yin Soul army.
They were blocked ten miles away from the original site of Zhurong City, and a new city was established here, ** City, which was guarded by the six city lords.
They are the representatives of the upper three sects and the lower three sects, and at the same time, the six major sects have strongholds in the ** city.
Most of the people in Qiuzhou's cultivation circles were wondering, why didn't the alliance of the six factions resist the Yin Soul army before Zhurong City, but they had to wait until Zhurong City was destroyed before establishing a new city defense.
This is a question that many people have, even most of the six major sects.
I am afraid that only the heads of the six major sects have been a few high-ranking elders who know the truth.
As for what happened to Zhu Rongcheng before, even fewer people knew about it, only that Zhu Rongcheng disappeared overnight, and no one escaped.
After the Yin Soul army was stopped, most of them slowly began to retreat towards the Yin Spirit Mountain Range, and only a small number of Yin Spirits remained nearby, being slaughtered by the monks who came and went.
After that, it was as if the Shadow had died down, and it never launched a large-scale operation again.
Those blood-red eyes did not appear again, and its purpose seemed to be only to destroy Zhurong City.
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