Chapter 214: Battle of the Divine Weapon Sect

With a loud bang, the sky above the sword-making shop became clear. The people from the Divine Weapon Sect came and left quickly.

Inside the Baiyu Liuyin formation.

Ning Daoran frowned, and kept reasoning in his heart that this old soul-devouring demon had always been in a position to obtain treasures, and had never done anything without benefits.

Ever since the Soul-Devouring Cult was uprooted by the righteous, the Soul-Devouring Old Demon has been erratic and rarely shows up. Although it is said that he has gathered a group of demonic monks, they have not caused any waves.

This time, the Soul-Devouring Demon's large-scale attack on the Divine Weapon Sect was by no means an accidental action, but most likely the result of years of planning.

After all, there is a fourth-grade inferior spiritual vein in the Red Leaf Valley, which is enough to attract the covetousness of the Soul-Devouring Demon.

In addition, in the border war, the righteous cultivators in the East Wilderness suffered heavy losses. This was a period of transition and lack of strength. It was indeed a godsend opportunity for the Soul-Devouring Demon to capture the Red Leaf Valley and re-establish his sect.

In today's Qingzhou, if the Soul-Devouring Demon, a great late Jindan cultivator, occupied the Red Leaf Valley and rebuilt the Soul-Devouring Sect, no sect would be able to stop it from happening.

The Chaos Sect can’t do it, the imperial court can’t do it, and even the Jiuyun Sect that spans two states can’t do it!

The Soul-Devouring Demon had planned everything out, and even grasped the opportunity of this attack just right. He launched the attack just when the Divine Weapon Sect was out in full force to attack the sword-making shop, catching the Divine Weapon Sect off guard.

…

However, if the Soul-Devouring Demon occupied Red Leaf Valley and rebuilt the Soul-Devouring Sect in Fanshu City, it would be extremely detrimental to the sword-making shop, as well as to the righteous path of the entire Qingzhou and the Chaos Sect!

Although Ning Daoran was somewhat afraid of the Soul-Devouring Demon's strength in the late Jindan stage, he would never sit idly by and watch the resurgence of the Demonic Path in Qingzhou.

"Old deer."

He glanced back and said, "I'll leave the White Feather Flowing Sound Formation to you. You continue to guard the sword-making shop and don't let your guard down. I'm going to the Divine Weapon Sect to take a look at the situation there."

“Ah~~”

The big stupid deer grabbed the jade talisman that controlled the formation in one bite.

Ning Daoran turned around and turned into a golden light and left. Before leaving Fanshu City, he had changed his appearance and transformed into the appearance of Jianjia Sanren. Since he was going to meet the Soul Devouring Demon and they were destined to fall out this time, he might as well "reunite" as an old friend! In the mountains, snow was flying all over the sky.

Ning Daoran used the secret of Acalanatha, the form-invisibility technique, and the sound-absorbing technique to merge with the flying snow, completely concealing himself between heaven and earth.

When he arrived at the Divine Weapon Sect, the large formation outside the mountain gate had already been broken, and the market town outside the mountain gate had turned into a mess, with countless houses being knocked down by magic power and corpses strewn all over the ground.

The Soul-Eating Demon is still the Soul-Eating Demon after all. His methods are ruthless and have not changed over the years.

On the mountain road, the corpses of the Divine Weapon Sect's disciples were scattered all over the place, and the sword-knocking stone at the mountain gate was turned into powder by a palm. The broken stones flew in all directions, killing and injuring countless Divine Weapon Sect monks.

"Are you late?"

Ning Daoran frowned and quickly went up the mountain in the cold wind.

Deep in the Red Leaf Valley, in the heart of the Divine Weapon Sect.

The majestic hall had been razed to the ground, leaving only a pile of ruins. Above the devastation, three great Jindan monks were fighting.

The soul-devouring old demon fought against two brothers, Mo Yunting and Mo Shaoting, alone!

One of Mo Shaoting's arms hung down, as if it had been broken, and his clothes were soaked in blood, but he was still controlling a magic weapon and several spiritual tools to fight against the Soul-Devouring Demon.

"Only the early stage of Jindan..."

The Soul Devouring Demon was wearing a blood-red robe. Although his face was old, his eyes were full of a frightening brilliance. He sneered and said, "How dare you challenge me? You are simply courting death!"

As he spoke, the Soul Devouring Demon offered a ghost-faced jade plate. Under the power of his magic, several evil spirits suddenly jumped out of the jade plate with a buzzing sound. Those evil spirits were not weak, and each of them was at the early stage of the Golden Core! Similar to the Qingyi Lady at the beginning, they were all weaker than the early stage of the Golden Core.

However, the Soul-Eating Demon's ghost-raising skills are obviously much better than Ning Daoran's. After all, he is a professional.

For a moment, dark clouds gathered, accompanied by the roars of evil spirits. Four golden elixir evil spirits pounced on Mo Shaoting and suppressed him in an instant. Suddenly, several horrifying scars appeared on Mo Shaoting's body again.

"Shao Ting!"

Mo Yunting was horrified and said angrily, "Old Soul Devourer, I haven't seen you for many years. Your Ghost Controlling Plate has become more and more powerful, but it is still a shameful method. Take this blow from me!"

In the sky, clouds and thunder were turning, and wisps of lightning illuminated the dark sky.

This is the perfect level of Cloud Thunder Secret!

In addition, the golden hammer in Mo Yunting's hand was wrapped in the power of cloud and thunder, and the hammer head instantly became huge. Then, a terrifying hammer head several feet long, wrapped in cloud and thunder, fell from the sky and went straight to the face of the Soul-Devouring Demon!

“Buzz——”

Amid the violent sound of breaking wind, the Soul-Eating Demon's long gown was rustling in the wind. Under the crushing force, the wrinkles on his face were twisted wildly, as if they were about to fall off.

"What a great Cloud and Thunder Technique!"

The Soul-Devouring Demon knew that the weapon in the other party's hand was a third-tier magical weapon known as the "divine weapon". If it hit him head-on, even a cultivator in the late Jindan stage would not feel good.

In an instant, the Soul Devouring Demon's demonic energy rose, and he pushed his hands upwards. Suddenly, two blood-colored giant arms stretched out from the cracks in the void on both sides, fiercely facing the opponent's hammer! "Bang!!"

With a loud bang, the power of cloud and thunder continued to explode, and the lightning made it almost impossible for people to open their eyes. The divine hammer wrapped in thunder and lightning was actually tightly grasped by a bloody giant arm, which refused to let go.

"ah?!"

In the distance, several seriously injured Divine Weapon Sect’s foundation-building elders were horrified: “Not good! The Soul Devouring Demon’s Soul Devouring Magic Skill seems to have… been cultivated to the highest level… The Sect Master’s Cloud and Thunder Art is simply no match for it!”

"Mo Yunting!"

The Soul Devouring Demon had a face full of arrogance and cruelty, and grinned grimly, "Your Divine Weapon Sect has occupied the precious land of Red Leaf Valley for a thousand years, and it's time to move. How can a mere mid-stage Jindan sect be qualified to occupy a fourth-tier spiritual vein? I'll give you a choice. Lead your disciples to get out immediately and leave this Red Leaf Valley for me to use in my Nascent Soul Condensation. Then I might consider giving you a way out. What do you think?"

"dream!"

How could Mo Yunting dare to give up Hongye Valley? It took many generations of bloody battles for the Divine Weapon Sect's ancestors to preserve this fourth-level spiritual vein. If it were destroyed in his hands, how could he face his ancestors?

"Unless I, Mo Yunting, die, I will never give up Red Leaf Valley!"

"In that case, go and die."

The Soul-Devouring Demon had an indifferent expression. The next second, a blood-red bell suddenly fell from the sky. Before anyone could react, the bell instantly grew dozens of times larger and actually enveloped Mo Yunting!

“Dang~~~”

From inside the precious bell, there was the sound of a huge hammer attacking the bell wall.

"metropolitan!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A group of disciples from the Divine Weapon Sect were horrified.

"Um?"

The Soul-Devouring Demon sneered, and immediately, a group of Soul-Devouring disciples rushed forward to resist the Divine Weapon Sect disciples.

“Brother!”

Mo Shaoting, who was being harassed by several golden elixir evil spirits and was sucking their blood and essence, was even more frightened.

Everyone in the Qingzhou Immortal Cultivation World knew that the Soul Devouring Demon had a magical Soul Locking Bell, but no one knew that the Soul Locking Bell had been cultivated to such a level that it could be used to trap a mid-stage Jindan cultivator! "Be at ease and become the Soul Locking Bell's nutrients!"

The Soul Devouring Demon continued to grin, and stretched out his arms. Suddenly, two blood-colored giant arms stretched out from the void, fiercely grasping the two sides of the Soul Locking Bell, fixing the precious bell in place, and continuously inputting the vast mana of the Soul Devouring Demon Art! Who would have thought that after the Soul Devouring Demon practiced the Soul Devouring Demon Art to the highest level, combined with the Soul Locking Bell, he could actually have such a powerful method! "Asshole..."

From the Soul-Locking Bell, the sound of Mo Yunting’s angry howl was heard.

Although he smashed the Soul-Locking Bell with his divine weapon-level war hammer again and again, he had been trapped by the Soul-Locking Bell and isolated from the world. The magic power he could exert was greatly reduced in an instant. How could he do anything to this magic weapon-level bell?

This Soul-Locking Bell is really the final farewell for Mo Yunting this time.

In the distance, Ning Daoran was hiding in the wind and snow, motionless.

He had no intention of saving Mo Yunting. He didn't care about Mo Yunting's life or death at all. Moreover, the scene of Mo Yunting leading his disciples to besiege the sword-making shop not long ago was still vivid in his mind. Ning Daoran was not a pushover. He knew the difference between grudges and favors clearly.

"Brother~~~~"

Mo Shaoting's eyes were wide open and bleeding. He tried desperately to rescue her, but he was powerless.

At this moment, he had already sensed that Mo Yunting's life force was rapidly fading away.

"Buzz buzz buzz~~"

The Soul Locking Bell trembled continuously, and the texture of the surface of the bell was quickly soaked by blood. Suddenly, the bell actually revealed a bit of joy, as if it was enjoying the blood and flesh essence of this middle-stage Jindan great monk! In a moment, Mo Yunting's breath was cut off.

"rise!"

The Soul-Devouring Demon raised his hand with all his might, and the Soul-Locking Bell flew into the air. What remained in its place was a dried corpse wearing the attire of the leader of the Divine Weapon Sect.

Mo Yunting had been completely drained of his energy and turned into a corpse.

It is really sad that a great cultivator and master craftsman in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir realm, famous in the whole state, ended up like this.

"metropolitan!"

A group of Divine Weapon Sect disciples showed expressions of grief and anger.

“Hahahaha~~~”

The old soul-devouring demon held the Soul-Locking Bell in his hand. After feeling that the Soul-Locking Bell had been refined into souls and blood essence, its power was even greater than before, he could not help but feel very happy. He looked at Mo Shaoting with a pair of blood-red eyes and said, "Now, it's your turn...

"Speaking of which, your Divine Weapon Sect is indeed disappointing. Such a large sect is actually guarded by only two of you. Tsk tsk, how can such a powerful person own Red Leaf Valley? You didn't know how to give it up earlier. You really don't know how to live or die!"

"The Soul Devouring Demon..."

Mo Shaoting's eyes were dripping with blood: "You old bastard, you old beast, how could my human race's cultivation world produce a beast like you..."

"oh?"

The Soul Devouring Demon showed disdain on his face: "Is this your first day in the Immortal Cultivation World?"

…

However, at this moment, the power of the formation deep in the earth suddenly fluctuated strongly, and a formation rose up! Then, a figure suddenly appeared behind the Soul Devouring Demon and fiercely shot a volley at the back of his head! "Not good..."

The Soul Devouring Demon was slightly startled: "Are there any other experts?"

(End of this chapter)