Chapter 943: Poison Demon Lord
Ling Wanchen's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Yaocheng cultivator, and with the shock of Bai Yue's strong coercion, naturally no one dared to defy the law.
The whole city was extremely quiet at this moment, Yun Kongzi sighed in his heart, held the wall with one hand, and slowly got up and said.
"Your Excellency's strength is outstanding, and we think we are inferior, but if you use this to occupy the Holy Mountain and destroy the Holy Land, I believe that Yao Xian is on top, and I will definitely not let you go. ”
Over the years, every monk who climbed to the top of Yao Mountain has disappeared without a trace, and this is not without reason, Yun Kongzi firmly believes that Ling Wanchen will definitely be punished by Yao Immortal Hall if he does this.
Therefore, although he was afraid of Ling Wanchen, he would not be like those people in the city, so afraid that he didn't even dare to say a word.
Ling Wanchen's expression was still indifferent and calm, she glanced back at the top of Yao Mountain, which was covered by clouds and mist, she raised her hand and patted Bai Yue, this person turned into a silver man, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
She and Qiao Yuan had naturally heard about the Yaoxian Palace, and when they were climbing the mountain, Qiao Yuan noticed that there was an extremely strong formation on the mountain, but they could not enter or exit, even Qiao Yuan himself did not have the confidence that he would be able to walk out safely after stepping into that formation.
Therefore, for the Yaoxian Hall on the top of this mountain, Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen always had a heart of awe, and tried not to disturb its tranquility, this time there was such a big movement, and Ling Wanchen was forced to be helpless, otherwise she could have taken out the God of War Axe as soon as possible and killed this group of Yaoshan monks.
Flying over the ravine that had been split by the God of War Axe, Ling Wanchen's expression suddenly moved, and he looked down at the ravine, Bai Yue also stopped, his eyes showed a fierce glint, and he grinned at the ravine below.
At this moment, in a hole more than thirty zhang below the ravine, there was a woman who was looking up extremely nervously, her green silk was messy, her white clothes were covered with mud, and her figure was extremely embarrassed, but there was still a trace of natural charm on that white face, which was enough to make any man see it and have the desire to protect her, she was Bai Yu'er.
In this cave, she is not the only one, there is also a middle-aged man lying dying with his eyes in the depths, seeing that his breath is weak and his vitality is sluggish, he is on the verge of death, this person is Bai Yu'er's father, the jade-faced white dragon.
Before, the jade-faced white dragon was seriously injured in the confrontation with Ling Wanchen, after Ling Wanchen slashed out the axe, he knew that he wanted to escape with Bai Yu'er, he was afraid that it was unlikely, so he tried everything to keep Bai Yu'er unharmed, but his injuries were aggravated and his life hung by a thread.
In the sky, Ling Wanchen slowly retracted her gaze, patted Bai Yue, and prepared to leave with it, she knew Bai Yu'er, but she didn't have a good impression of her, and she was not interested in killing them all, as for the jade-faced white dragon, he was already a dying person, and there was no need to make another move.
But at the moment when she turned around and was about to leave, Bai Yu'er below shouted out the words, and her expression was hesitant and with a kind of desperate sadness, and she flew out of the ravine.
"Seniors stay!"
Ling Wanchen looked back with a cold expression, and without saying a word, that invisible aura almost made Bai Yu'er breathless, and it was even more difficult to keep her body flying.
"Senior, please save my father. Bai Yu'er endured her fear, didn't dare to look up at Ling Wanchen's eyes, bent her legs, knelt in the air and pleaded.
It stands to reason that Ling Wanchen was the culprit who caused the jade-faced white dragon to be seriously injured and dying, and it was her Bai Yu'er's enemy who was right, but now, she actually begged the enemy to come to her rescue, which was simply ridiculous.
A different color flashed in Ling Wanchen's eyes, and she took a serious look at the weak woman who was kneeling on the ground and her body was trembling, and said coldly.
"Why should I save him? Give me a reason. ”
She found that although this woman was charming on the outside, she was tough on the inside, and she could endure what ordinary people couldn't bear, kneeling down and begging the enemy, how much courage it should take, this matter made Ling Wanchen's impression of this Bai Yu'er change greatly, so she was interested in asking.
"Junior...... I can feel that the seniors don't want to kill, and beg the seniors to ...... Save my dad......!
Bai Yu'er let her tears flow freely, and kept kowtowing and begging, now Ling Wanchen is her last straw, if she misses it, her father will definitely die.
Ling Wanchen was still touched in her heart, as Bai Yu'er said, she didn't want to kill, everything was forced to be helpless, she was silent for a while, she lowered her head and said lightly.
"Your father's primordial infant has been dispersed, and his vitality has passed too much, even if he can live, his cultivation will fall to the foundation, and he will never recover. ”
Hearing this, Bai Yu'er was like suffering from five thunderbolts, and the whole person was stunned on the spot for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, for a high-level monk, the fall of cultivation is often more painful than death, because he not only can't pass the hurdle in his heart, but also all kinds of torture from the outside world, the revenge of the enemy, the humiliation of the opponent, and the suppression of his subordinates, all of which will make life worse than death.
Ling Wanchen was not in a hurry to leave, but stared at Bai Yu'er seriously, seeing that her expression was extremely sad, but it slowly turned into firmness again, and kowtowed.
"Ask the seniors to come to the rescue!"
"Give him this elixir to take, whether he can live or not depends on his creation. Ling Wanchen hesitated for a moment, then took out a healing pill from the storage bag and threw it to Bai Yu'er, and after saying this, he disappeared into the mountain with Bai Yue.
Bai Yu'er took the pill, her expression was a little trance-like, her beautiful eyes were full of complexity, she naturally had hatred for Ling Wanchen, but more of it was awe, and even deep in her heart, there was envy that she herself did not perceive.
Regardless of what she thought, at this moment, Ling Wanchen had already returned to the small bamboo hut in the formation, meditating and recovering, and fighting against the hundreds of monks in Yaocheng with the strength of one person, it was naturally impossible to be unscathed.
In the sky, the aura vortex was still expanding, and thirty percent of the aura in a radius of thousands of miles had been pulled over, and the impact of this matter was no longer limited to Yaocheng, but quickly spread to Chushui and Jiufeng.
The eyes of the spies from all walks of life are even more at the fastest speed, and the events of today's events are transmitted back to the forces of the various sects, after all, when the war between the two countries is about to break out, there is such a strong person appearing on the border line, for either side, it is necessary to investigate clear information.
Fortunately, the God of War axe used by Ling Wanchen today is the treasure of the Song family, except for the people of the Song family, almost no outsiders know her, so her identity will not be exposed because of this.
Two days have passed, these two days are very calm, no one climbs Yaoshan again, Yaocheng has become a dead city, only a few scattered people on the street during the day, almost all outsiders have run out, as for those local forces, most of them are closed, trembling every day, for fear that the woman on the mountain, one is unhappy, and she will kill her.
Yun Kongzi was still sitting on the head of the city, with gray hair and a tired face, just two days seemed like two hundred years had passed, he was like an old man in the twilight, looking up at the continuous pouring of spiritual energy vortex on Yao Mountain, with expectations, shocks, and doubts in his heart.
It stands to reason that three days have passed, and at that speed of aura pouring out, the person who broke through should have collapsed and died, but now the aura vortex is still there, and the person who obviously broke through has not died.
"How is this possible? Look at this momentum, the person who breaks through is at least in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, and at this level, the breakthrough is often very dangerous, not to mention like him, even if he is a little anxious, it is possible to go mad, this person ...... How the hell did this person do that?"
Yun Kongzi muttered in disbelief, remembering that it took him half a year to break through from the early stage of the Yuan Infant to the middle stage, and the person on Yao Mountain, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy exceeded his own by dozens of times, it may have taken more than half a year, but now I am afraid that it will not be used for a month, if nothing else.
As Yun Kongzi was pondering, a purple light fell from the sky and landed on the city, turning into a young man in his early twenties, whose eyes flashed and his thin lips were purple, looking gloomy and full of evil spirits.
The sudden appearance of this person made Yun Kongzi's expression immediately change greatly, and he stood up, his eyes showing solemnity and surprise.
"Yunkongzi Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed. The evil man smiled slightly and spoke.
This person was none other than the white-clothed young man of Yaoxian Palace.
Yun Kongzi looked a little puzzled, frowned and said, "Your Excellency?"
The evil man shook his head and smiled: "Daoyou is really old, only two hundred years old, and he can't even remember his old friend. ”
After hearing this, Yun Kongzi's eyes suddenly froze, as if he had thought of something, his eyes showed shock and disbelief, and he said in a trembling voice.
"Are you...... Are you a poisonous old demon?"
"It's so kind, no one has called me that for a long time. The evil man sighed lightly with a look of remembrance in his eyes.
Seeing him admit it in person, Yun Kongzi's heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and the shock brought to him by this incident was almost no less than the power of Ling Wanchen's axe.
"You...... Didn't you reach the top of Mount Yao more than 100 years ago? How could it be...... How is it possible to go down the mountain?"
The evil man smiled, and then his gaze suddenly became cold, and he said in a low voice.
"Of course, it was on the orders of the Lord of the Yaoxian Palace!Yun Kongzi, as a believer of Yaoxian, you chose to retreat at the time of the danger of the Holy Mountain, I don't know what crime to be guilty of?"
The last four words were like a heavy hammer smashed into Yun Kongzi's heart, causing him to retreat again and again, a gust of cold wind hit his face, and the evil man came to Yun Kongzi in an instant, and pinched his neck directly with one hand.
The dignified mid-infant monk is like a mortal old man at this moment, he can't do anything about it, he can only let the evil man slaughter him.
At this moment, Yun Kongzi was shocked and frightened from the depths of his heart, this fear was different from facing Ling Wanchen, but it seemed to return to the fear of facing high-level cultivators when he was still refining qi and building a foundation.
"The Demon Lord spares his life, the old man never retreated at the time of danger in the Holy Mountain, but the demon girl is too powerful, the old man is really not her opponent, I don't believe you look at it, how many high-level monks are still in this Yao City, all of them are dead and wounded, we are absolutely loyal to Yao Xian, and please ask the Demon Lord to know clearly. ”