Chapter 120 Qimen Babian "How could it be you...Brother!!...
"Big Brother!"
Gu Congxing flew through the air on his sword, and when he glanced down he saw a dense tide of corpses on the ground!
They were like an endless stream of black dead water pouring out from the surface of the earth. The immortal monks all drew their swords and fought with them!
Lan Jue stared down, his brows slightly furrowed. "This number... is truly too staggering. Let's go down and reunite with them!"
"Um!"
They flew down on their swords and headed straight for the center of the battlefield, followed closely by Yao Qi and Xiao Wangyou. Jiang Li stared at the battlefield for a moment, found the Jiang family disciple uniform in the crowd, and immediately rushed over.
Yuan Chi and Yuan Che looked at each other and both flew to the place where the wounded were staying.
“Swish——”
Amidst the flashes of swords and shadows, spiritual energy gushed out, and the corpse puppets roared. Just as a sword cultivator in purple was about to raise his sword to chop at the head of the corpse puppet in front of him, a corpse puppet behind him crawled up from the ground and bit his arm!
"Oops--!!"
He was about to dodge, but it was too late!
"Phantom Sword Infinite Art: Falling!!"
A loud shout was heard, and then hundreds of golden flying blades fell down!
"roar--"
The surrounding corpses had not yet reacted when they were completely pierced through!
The earth and rocks on the ground cracked, smoke and dust rose, and a water-blue sword light flashed, completely wiping out the corpse puppets that were not hit in the vital parts!
The purple-robed swordsman stood there in astonishment, only then realizing that he had survived the calamity. He covered his wound and coughed, and when he saw the long figure in the silver robe, his eyes suddenly lit up!
"Senior Congxing!"
Gu Congxing looked at the upright face beneath the blood and dust, and immediately thought of the person in front of him: "Are you, Gu Baichuan?"
The inner disciple of the Gu family who had fought alongside him during the Gu family rebellion!
"It's me! Senior!"
Gu Baichuan immediately moved closer to Gu Congxing's side. He looked at Lan Jue, surrounded by aqua, and exclaimed in surprise, "Gentleman Sword Lan Jue?!"
Lan Jue nodded slightly, and Gu Congxing asked anxiously, "Gu Baichuan, what's the current situation? Where are the venerable immortals from various sects?"
Along the way, apart from the disciples and some elders in the Nascent Soul stage, no other powerful people were seen.
"A few hours ago, these corpse puppets suddenly appeared. At that time, powerful monks, demon kings, and devil lords fought with them and killed hundreds of them, but they still kept appearing! Even if Zhuoguang Sword Lord froze the cracks in the ground, they would still crawl out from other places!"
Gu Baichuan took a Spirit Gathering Pill and continued, "Later, the Jiang clan leader discovered that someone within the Apocalypse Sect was controlling these corpse puppets. If they weren't killed, they couldn't stop them, so several venerables entered the Apocalypse Sect."
He glanced at the faint silver light flashing not far away and frowned slightly.
"Before leaving, Sword Master Zhuoguang set up a large barrier to suppress the zombies' attack, but there were too many of those ghosts, and the barrier has been destroyed!"
Gu Congxing and Lan Jue had also seen the increasingly weak traces of silver light, which was indeed the spiritual power left by their master.
"In this case, we must capture the leader first!" Gu Congxing looked around. The corpse puppets that had just been killed began to gradually dissipate, but other corpse puppets surrounded them.
Although these guys look scary, they are not very strong. I believe the guys in the Apocalypse Sect are more troublesome. No wonder the immortal masters would go into the mountains first and leave their disciples outside.
Gu Congxing thought for a moment and made up his mind.
"I'm going into the mountains too! I want to see if that old bastard Xuanyuan Chu is the one causing trouble in the Tianqi Sect!"
He stepped onto Zhanjing and was about to call Lan Jue to move together, but he saw that he was standing there with a sword in his hand.
"Big Brother?"
Lan Jue's body was filled with spiritual energy, and his sword radiated a powerful aura. Upon hearing the voice, he looked up at Gu Congxing and revealed his usual elegant smile: "Congxing, you go first. I need to stay here."
He held the sword across his chest, and as his spiritual breath moved slightly, three long swords of water light condensed behind him one after another.
"The barrier left by our master needs to be repaired, otherwise this place will be the first to fall." His voice was gentle, but he did not allow for any argument. "Cong Xing, you go first. I will come find you."
"Big Brother..."
Gu Congxing's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded heavily immediately: "I understand! The barrier is now in your hands!"
The Whale-Slaying Sword released golden light again, and Gu Congxing flew into Kunwu Mountain. The huge door on the white marble steps was reflected in his field of vision, and on it was the elegant "Gate of Apocalypse".
When I came here seven years ago, it was full of fairy air. Now the flying eaves and tiles are still there, but there is only an empty place, silent and desolate.
How could this be? Even if the Nine Rings had already left, where were the cultivators within the Apocalypse Sect?
Gu Congxing released the spiritual power around his body and sensed it carefully, and found that there were traces of the remaining formation here.
He fell to the ground and saw the incomplete traces of spiritual power. He channeled his spiritual power into it and realized that the formation had been broken not long ago.
Could it be the monks from the various immortal sects who had entered earlier? But where are they now?
He stood with his sword in hand, his eyes focused, when he suddenly heard a voice in his head:
"From the stars."
Is that Master's voice?!
"Master! Is that you?!" Gu Congxing immediately called out loudly and responded with his spiritual power.
"It's me."
Shen Mu's voice was still as calm as a still pond, but he could faintly hear the sound of weapons clashing behind him.
"From the star, the seven elders of the Tianqi Sect have been killed by Xuanyuan Chu and turned into corpse puppets. The leader has even turned into a fierce corpse with extremely strong evil spirit."
"Now that the protective formation of the Tianqi Sect has been broken, the cultivators of various sects are forced to disperse and enter the art of the strange sect. We will be divided into eight gates: Rest, Life, Injury, Stop, Scenery, Death, Shock, and Open..."
"Cong Xing, you have entered the final door—the 'Kai' door. The entrance to the Qimen Gate is right in front of you."
Gu Congxing's heart trembled, and Chen Mu's voice became weaker and weaker, leaving only the last sentence: "Congxing, misfortune and fortune are interdependent, and the strange door is ever-changing. Be careful in everything."
“Master!”
Although he shouted loudly, this time it was as if he encountered an invisible wall and his voice could no longer be heard.
At the same time, the atmosphere around him suddenly changed. The originally vast jade-step stone hall gradually became blurred, and the misty fog became thicker and thicker. It was originally filled with fairy air, but now it was filled with ghostly air.
It turns out that the moment I stepped in, I had already entered the "door"?
Gu Congxing's eyes were slightly cold. He clenched the Whale-Slaying Sword and slowly stepped forward.
He had heard a little about the art of Qimen Dunjia before. He heard that the Tianqi Sect had been established for a thousand years, and that the establishment of this Qimen formation was based on the incident at Kunwu Mountain, which was the ultimate measure to protect the sect.
Unexpectedly, it has fallen to such a state and is on the verge of destruction.
Gu Congxing's emotions were surging, and his spiritual energy never stopped, but continued to spread outwards to explore the surroundings.
The scene before my eyes began to change again, and a vague black shadow gradually emerged in the thick fog.
“Who is it?!”
Gu Congxing immediately took a fighting stance, only to see the black shadow approaching little by little, revealing a pale face!
This person... is clearly the original elder of the Apocalypse Sect!
When he and Hua Yi and others fought Sima Huai at the Tianlin Party, it was this person and Xie Qingnian who appeared and took Sima Huai away.
Even though this person had great cultivation, he still couldn't escape Xuanyuan Chu's poisonous clutches and turned into this half-human, half-ghost appearance!
"roar--!"
The once dignified and awe-inspiring elder of the sect now looked broken and hideous, roaring and rushing forward!
Gu Congxing held the sword in both hands and flew forward!
Since that is the case, he can only let this person rest in peace, return to the underworld, and enter reincarnation early!
“Flowing Clouds, Floating Light!!”
The sharp sword intent suddenly slashed out, carrying with it tremendous spiritual pressure, and went straight to chop off the head!
"roar!!"
The elder corpse puppet actually dodged immediately, his agility incomparable to the previous corpse puppet. Seeing that the sword force was impossible to avoid, he suddenly stretched out his left arm and blocked the sword force!
Blood suddenly gushed out, but he was unconscious and did not stop moving at all. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Gu Congxing!
“Click—”
He actually still retained the memory of wielding a sword. Even with only one arm left, he was able to draw out the sword and collide head-on with Gu Congxing!
The Whale-Slaying Sword made a clanging sound, Gu Congxing's spiritual power surged, and his arms suddenly exerted force!
"roar--"
But the elder was also a master swordsman when he was alive. With a slight turn of his wrist, he managed to dissolve the force and used the momentum to move forward and pierce Gu Congxing's heart!
Gu Congxing's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately stepped back, while raising his right arm and swinging it down with force!
"Illusion Sword Infinite Art! Kill!"
The silently condensed golden long blade suddenly fell down and slashed towards the elder's corpse!
He immediately raised his head, and only the whites of his eyes reflected the golden sword light—
"boom!!"
He had no way to avoid it and resisted with his sword, but he was still stabbed by the flowing blade and could only let out a ferocious roar!
Hit it!
Gu Congxing's brows relaxed, but at this moment, a cold light suddenly shot towards his face from the smoke and dust!
"!" His whole body trembled and he immediately leaned back, and saw the sword light passing by, cutting off a piece of his hair!
That was a close call!!
He was still frightened and immediately focused his attention on the corpse puppet elder. He saw that he had been stabbed by dozens of long blades and was completely unable to move.
He was able to fight back before dying... He is indeed a powerful cultivator.
He silently chanted the mantra for rebirth in his heart, exhaled a long breath, and circulated his spiritual power.
The most troublesome thing about fighting against corpse puppets is that they have no sense of pain and no rationality. Even if they are injured, it will not affect the offensive at all.
However, monks have to make constant judgments, and if they are injured, they will find it difficult to continue. Even if they are not injured, the constant consumption of spiritual power and physical strength will gradually lead them into decline...
Thinking of this, Gu Congxing's eyes turned slightly cold.
We must not allow the battle at the foot of the mountain to drag on, it must be resolved as soon as possible!
Suddenly, a silver light flashed in his field of vision. Gu Congxing looked intently and saw that it was a flying spirit butterfly.
Could it be Ji Meng’s silver butterfly again?
It flew lower and lower, as if it was about to disappear. Gu Congxing's eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his fingertips towards it.
The moment the butterfly touched his fingertips, a scream exploded in his sea of consciousness:
"Ahem...! Gu Congxing! Go!"
"Don't stay there... The Mao hour has arrived, the formation has changed, the strange gates are rotating, and where you are now is the most dangerous death gate!"
Gu Congxing felt a chill run through his body.
Ji Meng's voice continued, but it was getting weaker and weaker, as if blown away by the wind: "Ji Ling and I will come to find you...Hold on...Don't..."
He could no longer hear what Ji Meng was saying. Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard a sharp "crackling" sound in his ears.
——It was the sound of a long sword dragging on the ground.
Gu Congxing immediately turned around, looking over with his sword, his pupils suddenly shrank——
"How, is it possible..."
He looked at the figure getting closer and closer in the darkness, his eyes widened, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Impossible!! Impossible! This must be an illusion, it must be fake!!"
His voice became louder and louder, and the spiritual energy in his body began to fluctuate violently!
The man was wearing a blood-stained purple robe and was covered in wounds. Even his left arm was broken, leaving only a bloody and mangled remnant.
“Click—”
The tip of the sword was no longer dragged, but was firmly grasped by a slender hand and pointed at Gu Congxing.
"Why is it you..."
The trembling voice continued to ring out, the vision began to blur, and sadness rose again in the depths of the soul, but it was nothing compared to the pain in the chest that was about to burn all the internal organs!
“Brother——!!!”
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