Yes, Li Yi's body has not escaped.

And the body did not move, but let the clones scatter and escape, this is because a good blood slave clone is difficult to practice.

The competition is fierce.

Being defeated by the Daomen, this is a shame for the Demon Gate, if he loses many more clones, Li Yi will not only be suppressed by the rest of the candidate Holy Son, but the disciples of the Demon Gate below will not obey him.

If he falls into this situation, let alone the superior Holy Son, even his current status, he doesn't want to keep it, and he will even die without a place to be buried.

Not wanting to die, he could only let the clone escape.

As for the body staying here, he still has a hint of hope for a turnaround.

"Our army is defeated, I don't believe you don't go to pursuit, as long as you let the formation disperse in the chase, my chance will come!"

He felt that he could fight back, as for his own safety, before he came, he left a hand, even if the clones and bodies here were all dead, he felt that he could still retain a glimmer of life.

This kind of backhand made him feel that he couldn't die no matter what he wanted, and because of this, he dared to mock Zhong Cang.

It's just that after the taunt, looking at Zhong Cang's state of bending his fingers and making a flick, his heart throbbed.

Feeling the danger of death, he regretted his ridicule and trust.

"No !!"

At the last moment, he wanted to do something to block Zhong Cang.

However, the distance was so far that he couldn't do anything, so he could only watch Zhong Cang's bent fingers knock down towards the void.

"Groan!"

With the tapping of his fingers, a sound of sword roaring, centered on Zhong Cang, spread rapidly in all directions.

This sound suppressed the chaos and noise of the battlefield.

Moreover, the sound of the sword roar is melodious and crisp, which is pleasant.

When some people heard this sound, they couldn't help but think of the sword, and felt that a long sword that could make such a melodious sound must be a good sword.

Then, an illusory sword shadow rose from their hearts.

Feeling the shadow of the sword gradually clearing in his mind, the sword lovers were fascinated, the monks of the Yunxiao Sect felt relieved, and the disciples of the Demon Sect and the powerful people of the Gate Sect felt heart-palpitations to the bone.

"Forget it, get rid of it, or we'll die!"

An inexplicable feeling appeared in their hearts, and then, in addition to running for their lives, the demon monks and the children of the powerful also needed to desperately forget the illusory sword shadow.

Unfortunately, it's not easy to get there.

The crisp and melodious voice seemed to have taken root in their minds, and the more they wanted to forget, the clearer the sword shadow became in their minds.

The only thing that made them happy was that the sword shadow at this time was only an illusory form, which gave them a sense of locking on their backs, and there was no real threat yet.

"After all, it's not a true monarch who can easily turn a thought into ten thousand. Now, the twelve tones of my Yujing Heavenly Tower, although it can make those who hear the sword chant, make the sword shadow rise from their hearts, and it is difficult to forget. But at this time, the sword shadow was only in vain, and it had not yet been able to attack. ”

Fortunately, the sword shadow in the enemy's heart could not attack, but Zhong Cang's spiritual sword could be moved through the connection between the hearts.

The mind was locked, the mind was changed, and soon, the sword of the mind in Zhong Cang's sea of consciousness was transferred to the soul of Li Yi, the candidate of the Demon Gate.

"Hmmm?!!"

"Slash!"

The first time he transformed into the past, the sword of the soul that exuded a sharp light slashed towards Li Yi's divine soul with a sword!

"Sneer......"

"Ah!!h

The heart sword slash was unstoppable, and the severe pain of the damage to the soul caused Li Yi to let out a terrible howl.

It's just that after being slashed by Zhong Cang's Soul Sword, Li Yi only lost his soul, but his soul was not destroyed.

I have to say that as a candidate for the Holy Son, he still has some ability.

And between this slash, Zhong Cang also discovered that Li Yi's divine soul had also reached the foundation building period, of course, its divine soul strength was still not as good as Zhong Cang's, but it was only in the early stage of foundation building.

At the same time, Zhong Cang also saw that it was different from his own divine soul with a sword, a heavenly heart, and a mountain giant tortoise as the core.

In Li Yi's sea of consciousness, his divine soul turned into a pool of blood.

At this moment, an irreparable crack appeared in the middle of this mirror-like blood pool, which was slashed out by the Heart Sword.

"Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!"

A sword did not kill, Zhong Cang did not hesitate, manipulated the sword of the mind, and slashed frantically downward.

At the same time, Zhong Cang also continued to chant the spirit of the words and hypnotize his spirit.

"I swear here, I don't allow the existence of things in the world that I keep chopping, this sword can split gods, destroy souls, and punish endlessly!"

The meaning of the heart sword is false, and it can destroy evil ghosts, ghosts and other illusory things.

With the heart being better than the object, the targeted blessing made Zhong Cang's soul sword particularly restrained against the attack of the divine soul.

"Sneer......"

Under Zhong Cang's slash, the blood pool in Li Yi's sea of consciousness continued to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, spare me......"

In the process of Zhong Cang's attack, Li Yi also resisted.

The first to appear was the Blood Condensation Soldier, which was like a mirror's blood pool, constantly reflecting various divine weapons, slashing towards the Sword of the Soul.

At the same time, the pool of blood was still surging, and a large amount of blood was surging, trying to overwhelm the sword of the mind and suppress it under the pool of blood.

And at the bottom of the blood pool, there were even more wailing and terrifying souls, all crawling out and attacking Zhong Cang's spiritual sword.

However, everything is useless.

Invest a large number of divine souls in the sword of the mind, making this sword extremely sharp.

The blessing that the mind is better than the object makes it able to cut through everything.

The blood-colored divine soldiers, the surging waves of blood, and even the soul, the sword of the soul can all be cut open.

"Boom......"

Under the swift slash, soon, Li Yi's Divine Soul Consciousness Sea was stirred up by Zhong Cang.

And when this divine soul was damaged to a certain extent, without Zhong Cang continuing to attack, Li Yi's divine soul accelerated to disintegrate.

"No...... Bastard, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! ”

In the terrible howl, Li Yi's spirit was annihilated.

And as the divine soul dissipated, the outside world, the six blood slaves who ran away, fell to the ground in an instant, and they couldn't get up again.

At the same time, Li Yi's body also turned from a hidden mass of dirty blood into a human form.

He...... He's dead.

Such a death made the hearts of the people watching palpitate, and even made the children of the Demon Sect, who already had the intention of fleeing, flee faster.

Ignoring the thoughts of others, when the disciples of the Demon Sect fled, Zhong Cang just closed his eyes and projected the sword of the soul into the sea of consciousness of the disciples of the Demon Sect through the connection between the hearts.

After the transfer, the incomparably sharp sword of the mind is a slash.

"Woo-ra!"

The others didn't have a tenacious spirit like Li Yi, which made one person die as soon as the sword of the mind was slashed.

"Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!" ……

With the sword shadow on the heart lake as the coordinates, Zhong Cang kept looking for the disciples of the Demon Sect and the children of the powerful to project and kill, and in a very short time, he killed more than 100 people.

This is manifested in the outside world, that is, the disciples of the Demon Sect who fled in a hurry, in the frenzied escape, they will suddenly scream and fall to the ground and die.

In a short period of time, hundreds of people died, and they fell to the ground suddenly and without warning, which frightened the rest of the people.

Under extreme fear, there were many disciples of the Demon Sect who did not dare to flee anymore, but knelt in the direction of Zhong Cang and begged for mercy.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender......"

"As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything!"

"I'm willing to help you deal with the Demon Gate......"

Most of the children of the Demon Gate are selfish and selfish, and they regard their lives as more important than everything else, and in order to survive, they even say such things as dealing with the Demon Gate.

It's a pity that there are not only disciples of the Yunxiao Sect here, but also the real people of the Demon Gate.

Finding that the disciples of the sect had the idea of surrendering, they were furious, and they used thunderous means on the spot to kill several people strongly.

And this also made Zhong Cang look at them.

Facing Zhong Cang's murderous gaze, Poison Jiao Zhenren snorted coldly and dropped a cruel word.

"Hmph, Yunxiao Sect's miscellaneous hair, don't think you won, this time it's just our carelessness, wait, we'll fight back."

When the words fell, he and several other real people from the Demon Gate ...... Ran away.

Yes, just ran.

If you don't run, you can't do it, the thin aura of the Xuanyuan Realm makes the higher the monk's cultivation, the greater the impact.

Although, even if he can't exert his full strength, the Zhuji Zhenren is still stronger than the Qi Refining Stage cultivator.

However, in the Hongxuan Realm, a true person who has built a foundation can beat twenty or thirty cultivators who practice qi at the ninth level, while in the Xuanyuan Realm, their strength has been greatly damaged, and they are only equal to a dozen.

Moreover, in the process of fighting, because the aura cannot be fully replenished, they will become weaker and weaker the more they fight, which makes it possible for Zhong Cang to besiege them.

If the foundation building of the same level is allowed to be contained, and then the innate martial artists are consumed, Zhong Cang's loss of killing the foundation will be incredibly small.

In this case, even the Zhuji real people of the Yunxiao Sect would not fight to the death, let alone the greedy Demon Gate real people.

……

Looking at the army that was still pursuing, he thought for a while, Zhong Cang did not move the foundation of the Demon Gate, but cooperated with the team, constantly chasing and advancing towards the front.

On this day, the chase lasted for half the night, and in the end, most of the demon monks and the children of the powerful died tragically, and few escaped.

The ordinary soldiers were captured by Zhong Cang and co-opted.

Subsequently, the army did not stop and went straight to Yangcheng.

When Zhong Cang was acting, there was a coffin in a dark cave in the Xuanyuan Realm, and there was a sudden "bang" sound.

Then, with a "snap", the coffin lid was overturned, and a pale figure sat up from the coffin.

If Zhong Cang is here, he will find that this is Li Yi, the candidate of the Demon Gate.

With his back hand, he survived.

It's just that when he was resurrected, he was not happy, but only full of hatred.

"Bastard, my blood slave, my body!"

"I want you to die, I want you to die!"

The body has fallen, the blood slaves have all died, and even the soul has been shattered by most of it, and now Li Yi can be described as extremely weak.

With such a heavy loss, he naturally hated Zhong Cang, and at the same time of hating, he was also extremely afraid.

The sword shadow that emerged from the sea of his heart, as well as the incomparable sword of the mind, made him unable to deal with it......

"Uh-huh??"

Thinking back to the sword of the soul, Li Yi was afraid for a while, and then, he was horrified to find that in the fear and memory, the sword of the mind that only existed in the memory gradually became clear.

"How is that possible, I just thought about it a little!"

He didn't understand why he just thought about it, and the sword of the soul came out of his mind.

Having been killed once by the Mind Sword, he remembered the feeling of the Mind Sword slashing him and was terrified.

At this moment, the sword of the mind that appeared from his memory absorbed his fears, and the memories engraved in his heart gradually became clear.

Feeling that after the sword of the mind was completely clear, he would encounter an accident, Li Yi patted his head, constantly wanting to forget this memory.

"Forget, forget!"

It's a pity that no matter what he does, all this is useless.

The aftermath of the echo made the Mind Sword finally jump out of Li Yi's memory and appear in his sea of consciousness.

"Whew!"

After this life, the sword of the mind is a slash!

Because it was only the echo of the aftersound, this made the sword of the mind not have the strength when Zhong Cang personally made the envoy.

But Li Yi is not at his peak.

This made Li Yi, who was resurrected after a sword, die again.

"I'm not willing to ......"

……

Here, the echo of the aftermath is cutting the grass for Zhong Cang.

On the other side, looking at the advancing army and feeling Zhong Cang's undisguised killing intent when he marched, the Yangcheng Yang family was also carrying out the final self-rescue and struggle.

Their self-help is not to lead the army to resist, in the battle of the Great Plains, the gate lord Yang family has already felt Zhong Cang's strength, and they know that there is no force nearby that can stop Zhong Cang.

Wanting to survive, they contacted the major clans and royal families in the Xuanyuan Realm, hoping that they could join forces to coerce and make Zhong Cang stop.

The first to react to this call for help was the royal family.

The old emperor of the empire, no, should be called a middle-aged emperor now.

The lord of the empire, as soon as he learned the news of the distress, summoned his ministers and opened a great court meeting to discuss whether to rescue Yangcheng.

(End of chapter)