The blood never sleeps, and legend has it that Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling, slaughtered the 3,000 monks present at the swearing-in meeting that night with the strength of one person.

There is also a legend that it is more than 5,000 people. Whether it is three thousand or five thousand, there is one thing that remains the same, that is, the ruins of the Sleepless Sky City have been turned into a bloody hell by him.

The murderer, Wei Wuxian, retreated and returned to the mass grave alone. No one knows how he did it.

The vitality of the family was greatly injured because of this service, so after nearly three years of recuperation and planning, the four great families successfully encircled and suppressed the mass grave in the demon cave, and returned the word "slaughter" to the remaining remnants of the Wen family and the frenzied Yiling ancestor Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian looked at these monks in front of the Demon Palace. Their expressions were the same as those of the monks who had drunk and sworn to crush him and the remnants of the Wen clan on the night of the pledge meeting. Some were those who survived that night, some were descendants of the monks, and many more were "righteous men" who shared the same beliefs as those people.

The monk, who said that he had cut off his leg and had to be fitted with a wooden prosthetic, said: "You will not be able to redeem the blood debt of 3,000 people!"

Wei Wuxian interrupted him and said, "Three thousand? There were indeed more than 3,000 monks present in Sleepless Sky City that night, but there were also the leaders of several major families, as well as the elite celebrities of each family, with these people, could I really kill all 3,000 people? Do you look down on me too much, or do you look down on them too much." ”

He was merely stating a flat fact, but the monk felt slighted and insulted, and said angrily, "What do you think I'm discussing with you?

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm not trying to bargain over this kind of thing, but I don't want to rely on someone else's mouth

One said, "You didn't do it, what didn't you do?"

Wei Wuxian said: "For example, Chi Fengzun's body was divided by five horses, it was not done by me, Mrs. Jin's suicide by Qin Su Jin Lintai was not forced by me; ”

Su Shi smiled: "Yiling Ancestor, I only heard that you were arrogant, but I didn't expect you to like to quibble. If it weren't for you, I really can't think of anyone in the world who could control so many walking corpses and murderous corpses, forcing us wolves to be unbearable. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "What can't you think of here, as long as there is a Yin Tiger Talisman, anyone can do it." ”

Su Shedao: "Isn't the Yin Tiger Talisman your magic weapon?"

Wei Wuxian said, "This is to ask who is so in love with it." Just like Wen Ning, some families are obviously afraid of the ghost general to death, shouting and shouting to kill, but secretly hiding him for more than ten years. Strange, who said they had crushed him in the first place?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the protégé of the Lanling Jin family who was present. After all, he was solely responsible for this matter, and the one who swore that he had burned the remnants of the Wen clan and took the lead in scattering ashes in the Nightless Sky City was the head of the Lanling Jin family.

Su Shi immediately said: "You don't have to tell right and wrong. ”

Lan Wangji said coldly: "You are the only one who is playing right and wrong." ”

Su Shi was stunned.

Although Lan Wangji kept standing beside him and didn't say a word, he stood there alone, so that others didn't dare to rush forward.

From when he was a protégé with a small foreign surname in the Gusu Lan family, Su Shi always couldn't raise his head in front of Lan Wangji for some reason. After setting up his own door and becoming the head of the Moling Su family, he was secretly happy for a while: he was already the head of a family, and Lan Wangji was still the "second son of Lan". And looking forward to the situation when the two met, imagining that Lan Wangji had changed his face, and respected him a lot, maybe he could still be called a brother. It's very likely that the two of them are on similar paths.

However, when they met again, he found that even if he became the head of the family, he still couldn't raise his head in front of this "second son". Even if Lan Wangji said something a little heavier, he would be blocked and didn't dare to fight back for a while!

At this moment, in the woods, there was another strange noise and cooing sound.

Lan Qiren said: "There is a new wave of murderous corpses coming!"

Hearing this, half of them turned around to respond, and the other half of them were still vigilantly aiming the tip of their swords at the group of "rabble" in front of the Demon Palace. Wei Wuxian said, "I said, these murderous corpses are not under my control. If you have time to look at me, you might as well look at them. ”

There were many famous monks present, and there were also several family heads and elders, so it was naturally easy to deal with a group of murderous corpses. At the moment, the sword light and piano flew together, and no one cared about them. Jiang Cheng whipped the three murderous corpses into six sections, turned his head and shouted at Jin Ling: "Jin Ling, do you still want your legs!"

It meant that Jin Ling would go back and break his leg if he didn't come back, but Jin Ling had heard such a threat countless times, but none of them had been implemented, so he glanced at Jiang Cheng and still didn't move. Jiang Cheng scolded, turned his wrist, turned the purple electricity, and prepared to entangle Jin Ling and forcibly pull him back. Who knows, the purple light circulating on the purple electric whip suddenly dimmed, and after a while, it went out.

The long whip quickly turned back into a silver ring and put on his index finger, Jiang Cheng was immediately stunned. He had never encountered this kind of situation where the purple electricity automatically closed the momentum, and he was still looking at his palm, when suddenly, two points of blood dripped into his palm.

Jiang Cheng raised his hand and wiped it into bright red.

Jin Ling lost his voice and said, "Uncle!"

There were also several exclamations from the crowd that was fighting with the corpses. As far as the eye could see, the sword light of the ten* people had dimmed, and nearly half of the people had two bright red marks on their faces in a daze, which were nosebleeds. Others have blood flowing from their mouths and noses!

A sword cultivator panicked, "What's the matter?!"

"I ...... My spiritual power is gone!"

"Help me, help me!"

The dust dodging automatically unsheathed, and cut the two murderous corpses chasing the monk for help into four. However, there were more and more calls for help, one after another, and the crowd gradually gathered closer and closer, retreating towards the side of the Demon Palace.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji glanced at each other, and finally confirmed.

These monks who went to the mass grave to prepare for a big slaughter all suddenly lost their spiritual power!

Not only did the sword light fade and the seal failed, but even the qin and flute music of the protégés of the Gu Su Lan clan and the Moling Su clan were reduced to a reverse sound, losing the effect of repelling demons.

Shape shì steep turn!

In the midst of the chaos and the people on their backs, Lan Sichai suddenly pushed aside Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, who were standing in front of him, and rushed out from among them and shouted: "Everyone, come here, come to the Demon Palace! There is a big formation on the ground of this hall, and some parts are missing, but they should be made up and used, and they can resist for a while!"

When Wei Wuxian heard this, he hurriedly pulled Lan Wangji over and stood with him, giving way to the entrance of the Demon Palace. Su Shi saw that there was a monk who had killed his head and wanted to rush in, so he hurriedly shouted: "You can't go in! This must be a plan to catch turtles in the urn! There must be more dangerous traps waiting for us inside!"

Hearing him shout like this, everyone suddenly woke up again. Wei Wuxian immediately said: "Death outside is also death, death inside is also death, death is death left and right, you can drag it out when you go in, what do you mean by being so anxious to let everyone die together?"

Although what he said was very reasonable, because it was he who said it, everyone didn't dare to go in, and hesitated to continue to fight with the murderous corpse. Others have no spiritual power, and they can barely support for a while, but Nie Huaisang can't wait, everyone knows, he is timid and afraid, his talent is poor, he is not motivated, he is not good at cultivating, he was forced to be in a hurry by this sudden mutation, and he was not injured by a few personal guards, seeing that the corpses were gathering more and more, and there was no end in sight, he hurriedly said: "Gentlemen, you can't get in? Oh, it doesn't matter, you don't go in, I'm going first, I'm sorry, let's go, big guy, hurry up!"

Before the words fell, Nie Huaisang simply led a group of protégés of the Qinghe Nie clan to rush into the Fu Demon Palace, he was really anxious like a lost dog, panicked like a fish that slipped through the net. The others were stunned by his frankness.

Lan Wangji took off the guqin on his back, and the strings shook the sky. But no matter how precise his barrier-breaking voice is, after all, there is only one person's power. Seeing this, Wen Ning jumped down from the Demon Suppression Hall to help him drive away the murderous corpses, and at the same time silently endured the stabbing and slashing, punching and kicking from these monks. Fortunately, he didn't feel pain, so it didn't affect him.

At this time, a young man who had just been released said: "Daddy, don't kill it! Believe me, go in! We just came out of that hall, and there is no trap in it!"

The rest of the teenagers also shouted: "Yes, there is indeed a big array on the ground inside!"

Jin Ling said: "Uncle, come in!"

Jiang Cheng stabbed out the three poisons that had lost his sword light, and said viciously: "You shut up for me!"

After scolding, blood flowed down his mouth and nose, Jin Ling rushed down the steps, grabbed him and forcibly dragged him to the Demon Palace. Jiang Cheng's spiritual power was completely lost at this time, and the teenage boy had great strength, so he was dragged in like this, and the monks of the Jiang family hurriedly entered the temple with the master. It just so happened that Nie Huaisang's voice buzzed from the empty hall, and he said with great joy: "Gentlemen, come in quickly! It's not a problem to have a few thousand people here! Which senior will come in to help make up for this formation on the ground? I won't!"

Hearing his last sentence, everyone's hearts were filled with two big words: "Rubbish!"

Lan Wangji pointed his finger and raised his head and said, "Uncle." ”

Lan Qiren originally didn't want to enter the hall, he would rather fight alone outside until the last moment. However, at this time, he was not alone, there were many Lan family monks and Jin family monks under his command, and he was not the main force of the fight. He didn't want to ignore the lives of these protégés, and if there was a glimmer of life, he had to seize a glimmer of life.

He didn't look at Lan Wangji, raised his sword and shouted, "Be careful to enter the hall!"

At this point, the four major families of Lanling Jin, Gusu Lan, Qinghe Nie, and Yunmengjiang have all entered the palace. With them in the lead, the rest of the people immediately decided not to resist stubbornly. Even if there were really any flood beasts, demons and monsters in the hall, there were four tall men in front of them, and they hurriedly swarmed in.

In the end, only the group of people from the Moling Su clan did not move. Wei Wuxian said, "Hey, Sect Master Su, aren't you going in?" Very good, then you can stay outside." But isn't everyone out of spiritual power, and if you stay outside, won't you be sent to death? ”

Su Shi glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he also led his protégés into the hall.

The Fu Demon Hall accommodated more than 1,000 people very smoothly. The gasps, hurried, and panicked voices of thousands of people echoed in the empty hall. As soon as Lan Qiren entered, he walked to Nie Huaisang's side, and inspected the defects of the formation on the ground in his eager expectant gaze.

Wen Ning stood guard on the steps and threw away the few murderous corpses that were closest to him. As soon as the formation was filled, those walking corpses seemed to be blocked out of an invisible barrier, and they couldn't rush in for the time being.

Wei Wuxian waited for Lan Wangji to put away the piano, and then slowly walked into the hall with him. The monks who had just breathed a sigh of relief when they entered the main hall saw the black and white cloth coming down the steps, and more than a thousand hearts immediately rose again.

No one expected that it would end like this. They obviously came to encircle and suppress the Yiling Ancestor, but now they have been surrounded and suppressed, and they have to hide in the main hall of the Yiling Ancestor to survive for a moment.

Lan Qiren finished making up the formation on the ground, stood in front of the crowd, blocked the way of the two of them, held his head high, and almost opened his arms to stop them, as soon as Wei Wuxian dared to destroy the formation, he fought for this old life and died with him.

Lan Wangji said: "...... Uncle. ”

Lan Qiren's disappointment in his heart did not pass, and for a while, he still didn't want to look at this proud protégé who had been taught from childhood to adulthood, he only looked at Wei Wuxian, and said coldly: "What do you want." ”

Wei Wuxian sat down on the steps and said, "Not well. Now that you're all in, let's talk. ”

Hearing him in this kind of scene, his tone was still relaxed and solemn, Lan Wangji shook his head. But he also sat down with him, put the guqin across his lap, and played it slowly.

Seeing Lan Wangji playing the piano to help the demon exorcism formation, Lan Qiren felt a little comforted, and said in his heart: "This kid is still measured, alas, ......"

Only then did he take a look at Lan Wangji, and saw that he was still calm and unhurried in this situation, his demeanor and demeanor were unswerving, his white clothes were spotless, and his forehead was neatly worn, and he couldn't help but habitually secretly appreciate and be proud. However, he saw Wei Wuxian sitting next to Lan Wangji, dressed in black and dazzling, and always felt that if he sat closer, he would stain Lan Wangji's white clothes, and this pride immediately turned to anger. He yelled at Wei Wuxian, "We have nothing to talk about with you!"

Wei Wuxian said, "How can there be nothing to talk about? I don't believe it, don't you want to know how you suddenly lost your spiritual power-Hey, don't show such an expression, you must want to rely on me again." The conscience of heaven and earth, Wei doesn't have such a great ability, and God let all of you be tricked without knowing it. ”

Although there are still mouths that are not convinced, there are also some people who think: ...... That's true.

Looking at each other, Wei Wuxian said again: "I guess you must not have had time to get together for a meal before you came over to encircle and suppress, so it shouldn't have been poisoned." ”

Of course, I have never heard of any poison that can make people's spiritual power collapse suddenly, otherwise this kind of □□ must have been purchased by many monks with a lot of money, and it would have been rumored. Many of the monks who came this time were doctors, and they grabbed a few people and probed them for a while, and those few people asked in a low voice, "How? Is the collapse of this spiritual power temporary or permanent?"

This question immediately attracted the attention of many people, and they had no time to be wary of what was going on with Wei Wuxian. After all, if the spiritual power completely collapses and never comes back, it is equivalent to a wasted person, and it is really a more terrible and painful consequence than dying here. Several doctors quickly discussed for a while, and said, "Your Dan Yuan is safe and sound, don't worry! ”

Jiang Cheng heard that it was temporary, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took the handkerchief handed to him by Jin Ling, wiped the blood on his face, and said, "For the time being, how long is it temporary, and when will it be restored?"

One doctor said, "...... Fear...... At least an hour ......"

An hour?

Everyone looked up one after another, and looked at the dense crowd of murderous corpses outside the temple, and the number was no less than the number of living people they had come this time. Everyone stared straight at the inside of the Demon Palace, where people's heads were shaking and yang energy was surging, and they were not willing to leave half a step at all, and they were wandering and squirming outside, as if they would rush in at any time. The smell of rancid smell is strong.

It will take at least an hour to recover the spiritual power? This broken formation on the ground, which has been abandoned for many years and has been temporarily repaired, I don't know if it can support it for an hour!

Besides, Yiling Ancestor is in the same space as them at the moment, although for some reason he hasn't done it, maybe it's because cats and rats usually have enough fun and scare them before killing, but no one dares to guarantee that he won't suddenly burst out.

Their eyes were then refocused on Wei Wuxian.