Chapter Seventy-Four: Thunder and Lightning (Today's Second Shift, One More in the Evening)
At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of evil cultivators were waiting for them, and there were about a dozen Blood Demon Sect monks in the array, and the rest were all reckless.
Although the whole team is disorganized, the difference in numbers between the two sides is too great.
There were only four people standing in front of the dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountainside, looking at the murderous evil cultivators under the mountain, their faces full of solemnity.
The white-haired old woman said angrily at the red-haired man: "Blood River, my Yin Yang Sect has tried its best to help you collect the Blood Moon Beads, and I haven't missed a single omission, why are you forcing me to the mountain gate!"
Xuehe sneered: "You know, there is such a thing as 'stone', the sect is in urgent need, as long as I get the 'stone' and hand it over to the sect, then the sect master will give me the holy law, and I will be able to soar to the sky!"
As he spoke, the blood river had already put away the blood red beetle, and he said impatiently: "What kind of bullshit yin and yang sect are you, there are only three people in total, instead of lingering in this heaven and earth, why don't you let your two apprentices who are like flowers and jade come over and give the brothers a happy life, do the brothers say?"
After speaking, the evil cultivator behind him laughed and shouted, and all kinds of extremely obscene words were shouted out together.
"That's right, be happy and happy. ”
"Haha, brothers look at the two girls, the best! Don't waste such a good figure. ”
"Come and spend a few days with my brothers, and keep you happy like a fairy, haha. ”
There are more unsightly words, and Xuanyuan Wenying and Mu Yingying's faces are flushed when they hear it, if it weren't for their lack of strength, they are afraid that they would have already raised their swords and killed them.
The white-haired old woman said angrily: "Blood River, if you do this, heaven and earth will destroy your sect, slaughter your bloodline, cut off your immortal path, and never enter reincarnation!"
As if the words had come true, the sky suddenly gathered thick clouds, and the black pressure covered the scorching sun, accompanied by bursts of thunder, and the entire evil cultivation array looked at this sudden change in the weather, and suddenly stopped advancing, and looked extremely frightened.
But when Xuehe saw this vision of heaven and earth, he was not afraid at all, but laughed even more wildly: "If the heavens want to destroy me, I will first destroy the heavens and the earth, kill all things, and finally override the heavens and the earth, see how this heaven destroys me!"
He opened his arms, his face full of morbid fanaticism: "How small and humble anyone is in front of this heaven and earth, it is the difference in strength that dooms the two sides to not be equal. However, there are people in the world who will try to challenge this ethereal supreme world, and will want to break the high and insurmountable rules. ”
His eyes were torn and he shouted, "That person is me!"
With a wild sound of "boom", a thick thunderbolt slashed down from the thick clouds, and directly slashed into the evil cultivator team, bringing up countless scorched corpses, and the reckless people in the entire evil cultivator team were in chaos, and only a dozen or so Blood Demon Sect cultivators were still in order.
The cries for help and shouts were noisy.
"It's a curse!
"Run! God can't tolerate us!"
"God, don't kill me! Don't kill me! I have only robbed women and children, but I have never done murder!"
Blood River turned to look at the team, his eyes full of disdain: "A bunch of waste. Stretching out his hand, a silver light crossed his vision, and the sound of the blade coming out of the sheath seemed to drown out the muffled thunder, only to see the heads of several evil cultivators who had fled the farthest to the ground.
Blood sprayed from the wounds, and the headless corpse slowly fell, and suddenly the entire team fell silent, and almost everyone looked at the river of blood in horror.
I saw that the blood river showed a fierce light, and the blood-stained silver light hovered beside the blood river, glowing with a faint ferocity. He said slowly: "Whoever is shouting and disturbing the hearts of our army will be killed!"
Killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, I have to say that although the means of the blood river are ruthless, the effect is also excellent, and the chaotic team immediately formed a formation again, really lined up, and ran towards the mountainside.
The white-haired old woman was remorseful, and muttered in a low voice: "I almost broke up this rabble." ”
Mo Chen frowned slightly, looked at the white-haired old woman, and said in his heart: "It turns out that this heavenly curse is her condensation, and the Yin Yang Xuanlong Sect is majoring in cultivating the Five Thunder Righteous Method, which seems to be true." ”
Who knew that just as the four of Mo Chen were concentrating on the bottom of the mountain, four black shadows silently crawled behind everyone, suddenly jumped up, and stabbed a sword.
Four cold rays flashed in the corners of his eyes, and Mo Chen reacted the fastest, instantly drew his sword, swung it in the air in the blink of an eye, and swiped the ghostly sword blade twice, cutting the assassin into four pieces on the spot, and then he indifferently put away his sword and retreated.
There was a "bang", and blood burst all over the ground.
At the same time, the white-haired old woman and Xuanyuan Wenying also instantly slammed a palm and killed the assassin, but a miserable howl came, but Mu Yingying was stabbed in the thigh by the assassin's sword.
"Yingying!" Xuanyuan heard that Sakura's expression changed, and he immediately stepped forward, drawing the sword at his waist, the sword body was densely covered with gold patterns, and the cold sword light flashed and pierced into the assassin's chest.
Mo Chen only realized at this time that these three people really had nothing to do with the Blood Demon Sect.
Seeing this, the white-haired old woman knew that she could only fight against the water, and shouted at the river of blood: "It's useless to talk more!"
She parted her hands slightly, one into a fist, and the other together, and whispered incantations that looked like they were in ancient times.
As he ascended, a black cloud swirled slowly at the top of the mountain, the wind howled, the ground flew sand and rocks, the sky thundered and the torrential rain poured down all over the ground.
With a "boom", the first faint thunderbolt landed, splashing rock and sand in all directions.
The blood river laughed wildly in the wind: "Phantom old woman, is this your strength now? so weak! so vulnerable! too weak! too weak!"
The white-haired old woman was unmoved, turned her head and shouted, "You go first!
Xuanyuan Wenying carried Mu Yingying on her back and said eagerly: "Master, let's not go! Let's go, let's go together! We can't ......."
The white-haired old woman didn't give Xuanyuan Wenying a chance to speak, and the next moment, another thunderbolt fell, this time it was even more powerful, several times that of the previous lightning, and it landed with a bang, splitting out a scorched black pit, and several evil cultivators couldn't dodge, and instantly turned into scorched ashes.
A moment later, thunder and lightning followed, each one like an empty electric arrow, the latter becoming stronger and stronger than the former.
The thunder howls and the sky is dark.
The white-haired old woman's body was as steady as a rock, the speed of the silent chanting of the incantation in her mouth accelerated, the syllables were blurred and illegible, and the interval between the two lightning bolts became shorter and shorter, and in the end, the heavens and the earth were full of dazzling white light and divine thunder intertwined!
Half of the mountain peaks blown by the thunder and lightning shattered and collapsed, the rocks were scattered, and countless evil cultivators turned into flying ashes, holding their heads and running around, but the entire mountain forest had already become a sea of lightning.
Blood River shouted angrily: "It's all waste!" Leaving the team, he stood in the air, fearless of the rolling thunder, and rushed straight up to the mountainside.
"Let's go!" As soon as the white-haired old woman's handprint was withdrawn, the thunder poured down from the zenith, and the boulder on the top of the mountain rolled down, making a loud noise to isolate her from the three people behind her.