Chapter Seventy-Two: The War of the Northern Frontier
A year's time is just a flick of a finger in the long years of cultivation.
However, Evil Wind feels that this year is a long time.
There is an extra kind of hardship in the ordinary and monotonous days.
In the past year, Evil Wind and Evil Yun have secretly played countless games, and in this silent battle, he has only one advantage, that is, Evil Yun does not know that he already knows the truth of the matter.
The only remaining advantage was played to the fullest, he needed to beware of everyone around him, including the only evil deaning he could believe in, he wore a mask in front of everyone, as if he was still the simple evil wind that was kept in the dark.
This year, he was a year older, but his mind was dozens of times longer.
Compared with the evil wind that killed more than a thousand people in a fit of anger a year ago, the evil wind now can control his emotions at will, and it is most appropriate to describe it as a young man.
This year, Master mysteriously disappeared as usual, and the evil wind was not seen once, but he and the cult cultivators both broke through to the Holy Realm, and he was three days later than the time when the evil clam broke through. Of course, no one knew that these three days were deliberately left behind by him, and the time for him to truly break through to the Divine Transformation Realm was fifteen days earlier than the evil attachment, which was the result of his redoubled efforts.
Not long after the evil wind broke through to the Divine Realm, Master sent a letter and summoned their brothers at the same time.
After receiving the letter, the evil deacon immediately called the evil wind, and the two of them left the mansion together.
On a certain barren mountain in the Desolate Spirit Dynasty stands a majestic building, magnificent.
Two thin figures dressed in black descended from the sky and entered the building.
In the main hall.
The tall Hsage sat in the extremely comfortable chair at the top, and the Hone sat on the seat at the bottom left.
There are two empty chairs at the lower right hand, and behind them sit more than a dozen strong people with good cultivation.
When the evil spirit and the evil wind came in from outside, they saw such a serious scene.
Evil Stubbornness and Evil Wind secretly looked at each other, and then the two of them walked quickly to the two chairs on the right hand side of the Evil Saint and sat down, and then waited quietly.
"Hehe, Xiao Feng has now also entered the realm of transformation into saints, and the power of my Eternal Evil Sect can be said to be like a tiger!" The tall man on the first seat swept his eyes over the evil attachment and landed on the evil wind, and his eyes were full of appreciation.
"It's all Master's teaching!" replied with a smile on his face, as if he couldn't hide his joy. As for what the evil wind thinks in his heart, you can figure it out for yourselves.
"Now there are more than ten powerhouses in the Transformation Saint Realm of my Eternal Evil Sect," the Evil Saint's gaze moved away from the evil wind and said to everyone, "It's time for those people in the Northern Realm to know about the existence of our evil cultivators!"
"I'm looking for you today, there is only one thing, I want the Eternal Evil Sect to unify the entire Northern Realm. The Evil Saint's voice was still flat.
It was certainly not a joke to say such things on such an occasion, although the words of the evil saint sounded like a kind of fantasy.
So, in the following time, the northern boundary was filled with gunsmoke.
The first to bear the brunt is naturally the Desolate Spirit Dynasty, the Eternal Evil Sect has been operating here for a long time, and has an understanding of several major forces here and has weakened their strength to a certain extent, the Evil Saint decided to carry out, and those big forces of the Desolate Spirit Dynasty only lasted for three days before they were completely defeated.
However, the next thing did not go so smoothly, after defeating three dynasties in a row, the remaining seven dynasties formed an alliance except for the northernmost Ice Spirit Dynasty, and the remaining six dynasties formed an alliance.
Although the alliance has not yet been twisted into a rope, the attack of the evil sect has been delayed.
Evil Wind participated in this war as an evil cultivator, but the idea in his mind was how to hide the true power of the soul pupil in this war to deceive the eyes of the evil saint.
As a high-level figure of the Eternal Evil Sect, the enemies he faces are naturally all strong, and it is not easy to hide the power of the soul pupil when fighting with a strong person of the same rank or even a higher level.
In several battles, Evil Wind was almost killed by those enemies, but he didn't fully show the power of the Soul Pupil in such a bond, because he knew that once the Evil Saint knew the true power of the Soul Pupil, it was estimated that it would be difficult for him to live.
These enemies in front of him are nothing compared to the evil saints.
Evil Wind was in danger these times, thanks to the timely intervention of the evil spirit, and only saved Evil Wind a life at critical times several times.
In a secret room, the Evil Saint leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his hands on the chair supporting his head. Evil Wind stood aside respectfully, not saying a word.
The quiet atmosphere is a little eerie.
"I can't blame you for this, because I haven't seen any clues after all this time. The evil saint's gaze was a little deep, and his voice was still very flat, "The cultivation of the soul pupil is logically not a problem, there was no problem at all before, but now the power of the soul pupil has decreased sharply, and the reasons are nothing more than that, even if you use the elimination method one by one, you can find out the reason." ”
Evil Yun thought for a moment and asked slowly, "Is it possible that he deliberately hid the power of the soul pupil?"
When the evil saint heard this, his indifferent expression finally flashed a touch of complexity, and after a half-mutter, he said slowly: "If this is the case, then Xiaofeng has really grown up!"
Evil Yun heard the master's exclamation, and did not interject casually.
"Find a way to stimulate the soul pupil again, if this is still the case, it should be the evil wind that is playing ghosts. The Evil Saint gathered his emotions and gave a command.
Evil Yun took the order and retreated.
A few days later, the Evil Cloud designed the Soul Pupil to devour the soul again.
Although Evil Wind has been on guard against Evil Yun's methods, if the resistance is too obvious, it will arouse the suspicion of the Evil Saint and Evil Yun, and he also hopes to increase the power of the Soul Pupil again, so he follows Evil Yun's plan to let the Soul Pupil absorb more than a thousand souls again.
This time, the evil wind was in a deep coma for three whole days, and when he woke up three days later, the evil wind looked in the mirror and found that the gray in his eyes was a little thicker, and now others could judge that he was an evil cultivator just by these eyes.
He thought about the more than 1,000 people who died three days ago, and sighed slightly in his heart.
In the past, he killed tens of thousands of people when he was eaten by the soul pupil, but he was unconscious, and the people he killed with the soul pupil were all enemies, he thought that they should all be killed, but he only felt guilty about the more than 1,000 people who died, but there was no way to do it, because he didn't want to die, he also wanted to live.
As soon as Evil Wind woke up from his coma, he heard terrible news: the evil stubbornness was besieged by the powerhouses of the Senling Dynasty, and the three powerhouses in the late stage of the Evil Realm were several mid-stage powerhouses, and the evil stubbornness had just stepped into the middle stage of the Divine Transformation Realm at this time.
When the evil wind received the news, he rushed to the battlefield in a hurry, and silently said in his heart: Senior brother, you must hold on!
When the evil wind arrived on the battlefield, he not only saw the evil stubbornness but also the evil spirit, and the brothers and sisters, who were usually bullish and coaxing, were a little embarrassed at the moment.
In the late stage of the Transformation Saint Realm, he relied on his evil skills to severely damage two enemies of the same rank, but he was also hit hard for this, and now he was fighting with another late-stage powerhouse, and he could barely hold back that strong man, and it was obviously a little difficult to win.
And the evil attachment is inseparable from the other three mid-stage powerhouses, the evil attachment has just broken through, the realm has just stabilized, and in order to kill the few strong people who fell to the ground at the moment just now, he is now completely at the end of the crossbow.
As soon as the evil wind rushed to the battlefield, he saw that the evil spirit was in a predicament, the evil spirit held a sword in his hand that could block the two people in front of him, and in the face of the long sword stabbed by a person behind him, he had nowhere to dodge and no power to parry.
Seeing this, the evil wind immediately used his soul pupil, and then the strong man behind the evil spirit suddenly fell down, leaving a large pit in the ground.
Evil Yun, who was fighting against the powerhouse of the late stage of the Transformation Saint Realm, saw the power of Evil Wind's eyes, and his eyes showed a hint of joy, but he was just stunned.
Poof!
Evil Yun's entire left hand was sliced off, and a stream of dark red blood spurted out.
The other party didn't expect to succeed so easily, and his expression was stunned at the time, but before he could react, he felt a spray of saliva.
"Nima!" Evil Yun turned around and scolded, the second time the words were pronounced very clearly, and saliva sprayed the face of the other party who was in a daze.
Evil Yun had been injured before, otherwise the three powerhouses of the same rank were nothing to him, and now he had no choice but to cut off a hand, so he could only do this first to vent his evil anger.
"Damn, you're looking for death!" the other party felt greatly insulted, and with a roar of rage, the violent spiritual power raged, and the stormy attack came towards the evil cloud.
Evil Yun still collided with the other party at this time, but only dodged with exquisite footwork.
On the other side, the evil wind used the soul pupil to assist the evil attachment and quickly killed the other two powerhouses in the middle stage of the Transformation Saint Realm.
After Evil Wind killed the enemy here, he turned his gaze to the battle of Evil Yun, and he suddenly found that Evil Yun was not as powerful as he imagined, could it be that the power of the soul pupil increased again?
After killing the last enemy, the evil dean immediately swung his sword to help the evil one, but as soon as he swept out of more than ten zhang, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the evil wind standing there in a daze, his face turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Xiaofeng, what are you doing!!
Xiao Feng's reaction became more and more sluggish, and he was indifferent when he saw that the senior brother was in danger.
At this time, the evil stubbornness was originally the end of the strong crossbow, and at this time, he also taught the evil wind a lesson, and was directly kicked away by a flying kick from the enemy.
Hearing the cold cheers of the evil obsession, the evil wind hurriedly swept out, blocking behind the evil obsession, causing the evil stubborn to stop its rapidly flying figure.
As soon as the evil wind stopped the evil body, the evil yun's body smashed into the evil body's body like a cannonball, and the three of them painted more than a thousand meters on the ground next to each other before slowly stopping.
"Hmph, three of the four evils in the Northern Realm are pustules! none of your four evils will survive today!" the powerhouse in the late stage of the Transformation Saint Realm stood in the air and looked down at the three of them and sneered.