Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Hall of Evil Spirits Disappears

In the dark night, I felt that the Evil Spirit Peak in the distance seemed to be constantly trembling, making a terrifying sound of the mountain moving, and this movement lasted for half an hour, and when it finally stopped, the hazy sky seemed to become even darker.

The power of heaven and earth is beyond the reach of manpower, in the meantime, the only thing we can do is to take care of ourselves, look left and right, always feel that there will be a huge crack under the bottom of our feet, and we will fall into it, and there are people shouting loudly next to us, gather the team, find a hidden and safe place to stay, don't panic.

The people who were able to participate in this operation were the backbone members of the Religious Affairs Bureau, as well as the professional troops trained by their counterparts, and the quality was very high, so there would be no problem, and when the terrifying tremor under the feet slowly stopped, everyone gathered one after another, waiting for the order of the higher level.

In charge of this operation is Deputy Director Wang from the General Bureau, he is the commander-in-chief, and there are five deputy commanders like the senior brother, in addition to the commander of the troops, of course, there is also Zhao Chengfeng, and there are many high-level guest secretaries, everyone gathered together to discuss, although the senior brother judged that most of the backbone of the evil spirit sect had evacuated the main altar, but there were still people who were not satisfied with the result that they were not all wiped out, because almost all the credit for this operation was taken up by the vanguard group, so it was proposed to send another part of the advance team, Towards the Evil Spirit Peak.

The evil spirit town is inhabited by ordinary people, either the family members of the evil spirit cult, or the laborers who provide the daily life of the evil spirit cult, and the backbone leaders who really control the evil spirit cult are all living in the evil spirit peak, such as the Yin Demon in Death Valley, the Earth Demon Palace, and other places, which are their lair.

It stands to reason that for these people, the 200-person advance team in Ji Lu's plan may not be able to defeat them in battle, but one thing that is different from the Evil Spirit Sect is that the advance team is a mixed force, which includes both highly armed cultivators, swordsmen, and martial artists, as well as knowledgeable and well-versed array mages and mechanics, as well as Gu masters like me, who have specially targeted demon killing magic weapons...... And, of course, modern weapons.

People are not immortals, even if they have reached the level of the Twelve Demon Stars, as long as they are not like Wang Shanqing's uncertain demon body or spirit body, the rain-like bullets and grenades have passed, and they have to shed their skin if they don't die, and even more powerful are the mortar squad and the bazooka hand used to attack the fortifications, seeing the kind of murderous aura emitted by these heavy weapons, not to mention others, even me, who has countless lives under my command, I also feel that I can hide, and I can't be more tough with such a guy.

The power of the cultivator lies in the mysterious, agile and elegant, destructive, come and go, the damage caused by the outbreak among the civilians is the greatest, and it is indeed not as easy as the army to attack the fortifications, which is also the reason why the black devil was killed alive in the movement back then.

After this agreement was completed, Deputy Director Wang, who was in charge of the commander-in-chief, stayed here to reorganize the team, rescue the wounded, and consolidate the dock position, while the advance team was led by Chen Zhicheng, the leader of the southeast.

Senior brother led the lead, and me, Zamao Xiaodao and a group of friends naturally accompanied me, and even the hemp rope followed in a grand manner. This little thing has been hidden by us before, but when we show our minions, it has become an important part of that hideous strength, and there are many powerful masters like the old monarch of Qingcheng Mountain who view the real people of the sea, or monks or Taoists or laymen, although the eyes of the little Qinglong are so hot, but they no longer show obvious greed.

Heaven and earth treasures, virtuous people live in it, this is an old saying, what is a virtuous person? This is a deception to children, the real thing is that you have to show enough strength, and when people feel that they can't get you, then there is not greed in their eyes, but respect and fear.

The battle of the Evil Spirit Sect can be said to have made me and the peak reputation of the miscellaneous Xiaodao, and from now on, we are no longer juniors, but guys who need to be looked up to by many people.

Let's not talk about this for the time being, we followed the advance team across the fields behind the town, and set off towards the Evil Spirit Peak, with almost two hundred people in the company, these are the most complete part of the combat effectiveness preserved after a series of bloody battles, and they are also the most elite strength in the large army, except for the formation mechanism and Gu poison, there is no need to worry about too many things, and the companions have many means, there are birds, insects and spells, I even saw a beast rider, with more than a dozen fierce mastiffs in a row, patrolling in front and around, Make sure not to be caught off guard by a sudden ambush.

The advance team was majestic and high-spirited, and they traveled all the way, and soon came to the foot of the Evil Spirit Peak, I and the miscellaneous trail are most familiar with this place, so we have been leading the way in front, walked to the bottom of the mountain, looked up, but saw that the evil spirit peak has been hidden in the thick clouds, and the surrounding space seems to be nearly twice as narrow, as if the laws of the entire cave heaven and blessed land have been completely modified.

We didn't see anyone along the way, but there were still a lot of messy footprints and discarded clothes, weapons and other things on the side of the road, and people who wanted to evacuate were also panicked, and following this trace, a stalker with a straight face told us that these people had gone up the mountain.

The senior brother asked us, saying whether there were any mechanisms or ordnance, and formations on this mountain, and so on, so that if you show the enemy weakness and give people a blow to the waist, although the whole army will not be wiped out at that time, it is not beautiful to be hit hard. I shook my head and said that I didn't see any large mechanisms here, except for the steep roads—as for the formation, I need to ask the tiger cat.

The senior brother looked at the fat hen that followed the team, it shrank into Duoduo's arms, and said It's okay, once there is a fluctuation in the formation, I will take care of it, and you can go directly.

Although the fat hen is unreliable, but in front of Duoduo is somewhat disciplined, with its guarantee, the senior brother also relaxed, ordered us to go up the mountain, continue to move forward. We are still leading the way in front, but this time it is very easy, because there is a blood tiger under the butt of the miscellaneous hairy path, and I am riding Ermao with the little demon and Duoduo, so although the previous bloody battle was weak, I can slowly recover at this moment and maintain the necessary combat effectiveness.

With these two cars, in the envious eyes of others, we soon came to the vicinity of the Purple Bamboo Forest, to the left is the Valley of Death, and go straight up to the main peak of the evil spirit, at this fork in the road, the senior brother made a decision, leaving a part of the people to guard the exit of the Valley of Death, and Li Tengfei's master Canghai Daoren was guarded as a master.

Continuing to go up, there was still no one, not even the birds or squirrels, insects and the like that I usually saw were quietly gone, and I looked at each other with the miscellaneous hairy trail, and my heart was even more puzzled, but I didn't say much, but paid attention to the left and right. Unconsciously, we have come to the side of the mountainside, at this time, the fog that has been shrouding the evil spirit peak suddenly dispersed, we looked up - frightened, the evil spirit hall on the top of the main peak, even the entire mountain has disappeared.

Seeing this, we finally knew what the vibration we felt when we were below was the reason why the whole mountain had fallen diagonally and smashed into the abyss.

I didn't have time to think about anything, but I looked to the left and saw the Earth Demon Prison in the distance.

We walked towards there, and soon the news came from the soldiers that they had seen corpses, many of them, most of them in black suits with blood-red turbans on their heads. My heart jumped, and I rode Ermao over, and soon I arrived at the door of the dungeon compound, walked in, and saw that except for the corpse of the caveman, although the rest had been hastily retracted, they were not taken away.

My heart couldn't help but get hot, and I jumped down directly from Ermao's body and searched through this neatly stacked corpse.

Soon I found an emaciated corpse, laid alone at the foot of the courtyard, next to several large bald heads, wrapped in wounds and covered with a clean linen cloth. Regardless of whether it is good or evil, everyone has a hero complex in their hearts, and the Cult of Evil Spirits is no exception, although the old man lying on the ground has killed countless Catholics, but they do not seem to embarrass a deceased, but put the body well.

I was half-kneeling, looking at the bloody face, half of this face was gone, only a big gap, the blood coagulated and blackened, it looked so scary, but I felt that as a hero, one of the top ten masters rumored in the rivers and lakes, it was not ugly, but had a sublime beauty.

I was silent, silent for a long time, and everyone else knew that this was the corpse of Huang Chenqujun, a one-word sword who desperately blocked the death of the masters of the Evil Spirit Sect, and did not urge me, anyway, I have almost reached the main peak here, and there is only one way to go up. I stayed in the courtyard of the Earth Demon Prison for a while, and Senior Brother had already searched the entire Evil Spirit Peak, except for the part of the Evil Spirit Hall Complex that I had left behind, everything else was almost intact, but I still didn't see anyone.

I had the body of this Venerable One gathered up, and brought it back down the mountain, and then went to the miscellaneous trail and the elder brother, and after being pointed out, all the way to the rocky place behind the cliff where we had fallen earlier, and the elder brother seemed to have found something there, and when I rushed over, they were talking on the edge of the cliff, and the mastiff barked wildly, and I passed by the pass, and there was a mess all around, and as I walked, my heart was shocked, and my footsteps stopped, and my eyes were fixed on the ground by the side of the road.

There, there was a big black cloth scattered on the ground, it had been trampled by people who came and went, and it was covered with dirt, but I remembered in an instant, wasn't this the one Wang Shanqing wore before she died?