Advent of the Heavenly Demon

In the depths of Little Grass Mountain, an entrance is narrow and hidden, but the inside is quite empty, in a cave that can accommodate more than a hundred people.

"Heavenly River Dragon God" appointed God Envoy Nie Yunlong, sat cross-legged in front of a natural stone platform, closed his eyes, and meditated on the dragon Divine Idol on the stone platform.

Behind Nie Yun’s dragon body, there were hundreds of men and women, most of them young and strong, but also old and young. They were all the backbone cultists who survived the killing of the Blood God Church.

On the stone platform, that Dragon Divine Idol is carved from a whole piece of "Thunder Pole Wood". Although it is only one foot tall, it is very small, but each piece of dragon scales, each piece of The dragon's whiskers are clear and vivid, and the entire Divine Idol is vivid and lifelike, and there is also a mysterious majesty that is unbelievable.

The lower half of the dragon body of the dragon Divine Idol is like a dragon.

The upper half of the dragon body has two dragon claws, with the left claw extended forward, palm outwards, thumb and index finger buckled with a gem, representing the Dragon God Supreme Treasure "Ding Haizhu", which can suppress the world and command the world Water veins.

The right paw is raised high, holding a scepter shaped like lightning. It is the Supreme Treasure "Wind Thunder Rod" that represents the Heavenly River Dragon God commanding the wind and the thunder.

Nie Yun’s dragon body is the dragon god’s envoy, and he got the divine force seed from the dragon god. He also mastered the divine technique of wind and rain thunder. He can also draw the talisman to pray for the people, pray for rain, Healing diseases, and even tempering physique.

Because he had the divine technique bestowed by the Dragon God, he was able to bring more than a hundred congregations to the Blood God Church Inspector Envoy and a group of demonic path eagles to kill and escape to Little Grass Mountain to hide.

It's just that Little Grass Mountain is now blocked. If Nie Yunlong wants to escape alone, he can barely manage it. But if he wants to flee with more than a hundred backbone cultists, he is too weak.

While being meditating, reciting the name of the Dragon God silently, and praying for enlightenment, suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from the entrance of the cave.

Nie Yunlong and surrounding Sects were startled by the sound of footsteps. When they opened their eyes, they saw two youngsters, covered in sweat, running in breathlessly, crying with red eyes. :

"The envoy, when Miss Huang took us out to explore the way, she unfortunately ran into the devil's claws of Soushan. In order to save us, she pulled away the devil's claws by herself. I am afraid that it has already been..."

Hearing these words, all the dragon god cultists showed grief on their faces.

Nie Yunlong also closed his eyes, his firm face appeared, and a deep sadness appeared.

At this time, some teachers got up and shouted with red eyes:

"The envoy, the devil's claws seal the mountain, it is not a problem that we have been hiding. It is better to go out with They fight to avenge Miss Huang!"

"Yes, the envoy, can't hide anymore, fight with the claws!"

"Girl yellow choose honor Over life, we must not fall behind, let's fight with the devil claws!"

The Dragon God teaches that the crowd is angry, and they all want to go out and desperately. Nie Yunlong was also extremely sad and indignant, and wanted to charge ahead to fight to the death, but he knew even more that desperately was impossible to win, and the Dragon God Sect had only so many seeds left. If it were just like this...

The little light of hope that Qingyun Domain sentient beings finally hoped for will fade away.

I don’t know when in the future I can wait for hope again.

At the moment, he took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in his heart. Said solemnly:

"You all faithful don't be impatient. Miss Huang gave up her own life to save others, it is hope We survive, keep the fire, and strengthen the religion. If we are reckless and desperate, don’t we fail Girl Huang? We fail the many faithful who sacrificed for us along the way?"

Yelled:

"But we are hiding like this, there is no way! If we don't try to break through, the demon claws will find us sooner or later..."

In fact, Nie Yunlong There is nothing to do.

With his strength, he can barely contend with the Blood God Church Inspector Envoy Wu Luoshi. If he is restrained, Wu Luoshi’s deputy, Wang Peng, can kill all the remaining church members alone. Light.

There is such a huge disparity in power, how can we break through and block, and take the faithful to escape alive?

Nie Yunlong was thinking about countermeasures.

Ni Kun and his party also entered Little Grass Mountain formally before the time limit, and saw a team of black clothed Martial Artists guarding the mountain road.

"Sect Lord, how shall we proceed?" Su Li asked.

Ni Kun asked Ant King: "Ant King, your Devouring Metal Flying Ant is good at tracking odors. Can you find out where Nie Yunlong and the others are first?"

Ant King shook his head: "I can only control the gold eater within the hundred zhang. If it exceeds the hundred zhang, the gold ant will get out of control and disperse on its own."

"Do you have a way to find people?" Ni Kun again looked towards Medicine Herbalist, Pupeteer, Shi Qi.

The three of them also shook their heads.

"Then there is no way..." Ni Kun looked at Princess Changle, who was unable to fight, and Shi Qi, who was unable to go. "It can only be me in the front..."

I didn't finish speaking, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and then a huge silhouette, like a bull rushing out of the woods next to it, towards the group of Martial Artists on the mountain road.

When charging, Little Giant with a sledgehammer turned his head and looked at Ni Kun and the others contemptuously:

"Talk about it! Run over and crush all the enemies. , The target is naturally rescued, how can it be so troublesome?"

It is Titan Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei headed into the group of black clothed Martial Artists guarding the crossing. With a sweep of the sledgehammer, he smashed the two black clothed Martial Artists who had stopped drinking. A Martial Artist swinging a knife forward grabbed his forehead, twisted it with force, and unscrewed the entire skull directly.

He haha ​​laughed wildly and rushed. Wherever he passed, the black clothed Martial Artists were all powdered, and blood and limbs were scattered all over the sky. The scene was once bloody and terrifying.

Until ten breaths, the black clothed Martial Artist at Shandaokou was slaughtered by Zhang Wei.

He looked back at Ni Kun and the others triumphantly, picked up the sledgehammer, took a big step, and sank into the forest.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, looked towards Ni Kun.

Ni Kun laughed: "Very good. Zhang Wei opened the way. We can save a lot of trouble. Just follow him and go into the mountains."

Now everyone is hanging far away. Behind Zhang Wei, he also walked into the mountains and forests.

Zhang Wei deserves to be a fierce general who came out of the sea of ​​blood in the dead mountain. Singlehanded rushed to the front, breaking three levels in a blink of an eye.

Those demonic path eagle dogs guarding the checkpoint, although they are not Zhang Wei's enemy, and even have no chance to escape from his men, there are still some people who have successfully released the firework signal before they die.

A blood-colored firework exploded in the sky, and it lasted for a long time. Zhang Wei didn't care, so he rushed straight along the rugged mountain road.

Soon, he came to a narrow pass between two cliffs.

Just about to rush into the pass, on the cliff on the left side of more than ten zhang high, there was a scream:

"The cultists are crazy!"

Amidst the shouting, one silhouette swooped down like a condor, and the person was in mid-air, already swinging a sword to sprinkle cold light all over the sky, and raining like a torrential rain covered Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei laughed heartily: "Good come!"

Swing a hammer upwards, with a bang, the sledgehammer blasted the air, exploding a white wave of air, upward like a fountain Shock.

Zhang Wei has repaired the True Qi. The air wave exploded by this hammer, the Martial Saint, who has washed the marrow and exchanged blood, must first retreat, and never dare to face it.

But the silhouette that swooped down, looking straight at the white air wave like nothing, the rain-like sword light suddenly converged and condensed into a bunch, like a lightning that fell from the sky, with a pop, and the fountain Also like a wave of air divided into two.

Following the sword light burst again, in Qingyue's long sword cry, it turned into Overflowing Heaven Sword Peak and stab Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei roared, and the sledgehammer danced wildly to resist the sword rain.

For a while, I just listened to the endless jingle, the sword light stabs the steel sledgehammer like a rainstorm, splashing into the Heavenly Fire star.

The silhouette that swooped up and down, relying on the slight counter-shock force of the long sword in the palm of the steel hammer when hitting the steel hammer, it hangs upside down in the air for a long time, the wrist vibrates rapidly, and the sword light is endless.

Although the Zhang Wei sledgehammer covering area is not small, the sword rain is too fast and dense.

Although Zhang Wei blocked most of the sword force, there was still a small part of the sword light constantly searching for gaps in.

So amid the clanging of iron, and the sound of pu chi with sharp weapons pierced into the flesh from time to time, from time to time a little cold light pierced Zhang Wei’s arm with a hammer, easily piercing his thin body protection True Qi, pierced his thick forearm one after another narrow blood port.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Wei’s skin is rough, flesh is thick, this little skin injury, he would just be bitten by a mosquito, he would not care too much, nor would he Caused him too much trouble.

However, there seems to be a strange force on the silhouette sword that rushes down. Every time Zhang Wei strikes a sword, his forearm becomes numb. After hitting more than ten swords, Zhang Wei's arm holding the hammer was already numb, and he could hardly feel the presence of his forearm. He just clung to the sledgehammer instinctively and screamed for a fierce battle.

But such persistence will eventually come to an end.

With another hit, Zhang Wei suddenly felt that his forearm was completely numb, and it became hot and painful like a fire. After that, the skin of his arm became red, like a red soldering iron. There was a billowing blood mist, diffused from the wound on the forearm, and gathered towards the silhouette that was hanging in the air and wielding the sword endlessly.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhang Wei roared wildly and threw a sledgehammer, while his feet cracked the ground, retreating wildly. The silhouette that was hanging in the air pushed the sledgehammer away with a sword, turned upside down in the air, and finally landed on the ground.

But she is a young and beautiful woman in a pure white outfit, embroidered with a bloody animal pill on her chest, golden ring hair, pale skin, scarlet lips.

After the woman landed, she took a deep breath, and the scarlet blood mist gathered around her, like a river returning to the sea, was sucked into her mouth and nose.

After that, the woman closed her eyes slightly, her pale cheeks were flushed, her face was intoxicated, and she murmured:

"Good mellow blood! You guys have a foundation. Yes, there seems to be some special bloodline...Well, beef smell, there is a bull demon in your ancestor?"

This woman opened her eyes suddenly, showing evil rays of light, looked towards Zhang Wei, Licking his lips, he smiled:

"Very well, I like to eat beef!"

"A certain distant ancestor is a powerful Demon Ox! It's not a bull monster!"

Zhang Wei stared wide, glaring at this woman who was two heads shorter than him, and compared to him, who was so thin as to be able to blow down by a gust of wind, her face was already pale.

His right hand forearm has completely withered at this time. The forearm, which was once thicker than the thigh of ordinary people, is now skinny, like a few corpse arms.

The weird power even kept hitting his upper arm, and it was only because of his True Qi blockade that he kept the upper arm intact.

In a small forest in the distance, Ni Kun shook his head:

"The woman’s cultivation base is stronger than Zhang Wei and is only limited to the level of True Qi Realm entry level, so it’s Zhao Zhao It is one of the three honorary disciples of errands. But Zhang Wei was born on the battlefield, and his kung fu is too straightforward. It can’t match the woman’s unpredictable and subtle Sword Art."

There is this fierce fight by Zhang Wei. , He has seen through the sword path of the woman, and immediately raised his hand to Su Li: "Sword."

Su Li hurriedly untied the Snowwipe sword on his waist and handed the hilt to Ni Kun.

Ni Kun drew his sword out of its sheath, gently squeezed the body of the sword, shook his hand suddenly, and threw it.

Sa!

The sword wind howled, Snowwipe's sword turned into a white lightning, flew out of the woods, and shot towards the woman.

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