Chapter 119 Coming to the world!
Si Cang was fighting with all his strength here, and the situation for the butler and the other two was even more difficult.
Facing the murderous "Si Cang", the butler did not dare to be negligent at all. He waved the bone staff in his hand, summoning countless evil ghosts and wronged souls, forming a ghost den, trying to interfere with and erode the opponent.
However, "Si Cang" was completely unaffected. Before those evil spirits could get close to him, they were annihilated into ashes by the cold murderous aura and majestic spiritual energy naturally emanating from his body.
Si Cang chopped down with his sword, the force of the sword was as heavy as a mountain. The housekeeper raised his bone staff in fear to block it. With a "crack", the bone staff broke and he was knocked back by the huge force. His blood was churning and his soul was shaking.
Just as he stabilized his body, Si Cang appeared at his side like a ghost, and stabbed his vital points with the blade.
The butler dodged in a panic and cast all kinds of vicious spells, but Si Cang's fighting instinct was so powerful that he didn't try to resolve or dodge. Instead, he counterattacked with more ferocious moves, and every blow was fatal.
The more the butler fought, the more frightened and desperate he became. He was covered in countless wounds, and his spiritual power was nearly depleted, yet Si Cang, facing him, remained at his full strength, striking harder and harder.
There were several times when Si Cang's blade had clearly touched his vitals, and the cold murderous intent made his soul tremble, but the opponent withdrew his strength or changed his tactics at the last moment, as if... as if he was just teasing him.
He didn't know that this was a fight between Si Cang and Xiang Wenshu. When it was mirrored to him, he thought Si Cang was playing a trick on him. He felt like a mouse being toyed with by a cat, and all his struggles were in vain.
Xiang Wenshu's delay in coming to the rescue made him feel even more resentful and afraid of being abandoned.
Could it be that the other two had also left, leaving him alone?
He was completely abandoned! His master wanted him to die here, a useless pawn!
Endless despair instantly engulfed him, his hands and feet freezing cold. Why? Because he'd once involuntarily felt a flicker of resentment towards his master for his impulsive actions? Was that single disrespectful thought, unspoken, enough to bring about such a heartless, catastrophic disaster?
He had followed Xiang Wenshu for hundreds of years, handled countless shady matters for him, and his hands were stained with blood. He thought he had already figured out his master's temper and character, but he didn't expect that the other party's cruelty and fickleness were far beyond his imagination.
A tiny bit of "disloyalty" could actually offset all the contributions and companionship of these years. This extreme sense of injustice and betrayal burned away his last bit of sanity and loyalty like wildfire.
On the other side, there was a demon who was good at hiding and sneak attacks, but when facing "Si Cang", he completely lost his advantage.
Si Cang's swordsmanship was domineering and ferocious when he slashed at Xiang Wenshu. When he turned to this side, the poisoned short blade in the demon's hand was directly cut off, and the violent force broke his finger bones.
He tried to keep his distance and use his speed to maneuver, but Si Cang was faster. The fire on the knife made his soul tremble, and the knife light wove into a web of death, trapping him tightly in it.
The skills he was proud of seemed pale and powerless in the face of absolute power and suppression.
The other one was even more miserable. The man there practiced strength and had immense power. His muscles bulged all over his body and his skin had a metallic luster, making him look like a ferocious beast in human form.
He advocates for ultimate strength and believes that force can defeat skill. However, when Si Cang fights Xiang Wenshu, he is just going head-on.
The two terrifying forces collided, but there was no earth-shattering sound, only a scream. The man's invincible iron fist hit Si Cang's blade, and the result was predictable.
Strength, speed, skills, all-round crushing!
The beliefs of these people began to collapse at this moment, and coupled with Duan Anluo's influence on their minds, the outcome was already clear.
All four battles were under the control of Duan Anluo's "Mirror Killing Formation".
He was like a chess player, quietly observing every change on the chessboard, holding the red rope prepared in advance in his hand, waiting for the moment to finally close the net.
Outside the formation, the drones were like a swarm of hunting bees, chasing the monsters fleeing from the explosion. Explosions rang out one after another on the mountain, and the air was filled with flames and smoke.
As soon as Bai Ziyue and Ling Feng arrived at the designated location, they saw a scene that looked like a modern war movie.
Bai Ziyue's eyes widened and he blurted out, "Fuck Fang Yanzhou! Leave a few for me! I want to play too!"
Assistant Fang's angry roar immediately filled the team chat: "Bai Ziyue, you idiot! If you curse me again, I'll pull out your tongue and stew it!"
Bai Ziyue quickly corrected himself: "Sorry, Xiao Fang, no, it's Brother Fang! I mean... can you leave me a few that can be blown up? I want to play too!"
Assistant Fang was so angry that his mouth twitched. "You and Duan Anluo are really a family! You both want to play? I haven't had enough fun yet! These are all strategic materials!"
In the command room, the president looked at the surveillance footage and slammed his hand on the table in anger. "He is, but you aren't? I requested these equipment to reduce casualties! I'm not giving them to you to play with! Solve this problem quickly, and get back here without missing a single one!"
"I know, I know. President, don't be angry. Watch your blood pressure." Bai Ziyue said perfunctorily while quickly taking out an ancient chessboard.
Spiritual power was poured into it, and the chessboard instantly enlarged and floated in the air, with light flowing on it. Threads of spiritual power quickly covered the foundation of the formation that Duan Anluo had laid out before.
"I'll stabilize the formation base left by Brother Duan first. Mendan, you clean up the trash approaching!" He shouted at Ling Feng.
Ling Feng didn't reply, but Bai Ziyue knew he'd heard. This guy was counting woven bags; he could really hold a lot.
At this moment, a man appeared on the top of the mountain, holding a pitch-black bell and shaking it vigorously, "Ding-ling-ling... Ding-ling-ling..."
The ringtone is strange and sharp, piercing the soul, causing pain in the eardrums and making people uneasy.
As the controlling bell rang, the monsters that were originally dazed and wandering aimlessly, their scarlet eyes instantly turned towards the direction of Bai Ziyue and the chessboard formation.
They were like puppets controlled by invisible strings, roaring deafeningly and rushing towards us from all directions!
Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and he took a step forward. He no longer suppressed the power within him, and his body began to undergo astonishing changes. His eyes turned crimson, and complex, mysterious demonic patterns appeared on his forehead. A pair of curved horns sprouted from his head, and pure demonic and spiritual energy swirled around him.
"boom!"
Wherever the fist went, the violent force mixed with demonic energy and spiritual energy directly smashed the dozen monsters in the front into pieces.
Bai Ziyue was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Fuck Ling Feng! So powerful!"
Ling Feng glanced at him with disdain amidst his busy schedule, his voice deep and demonic: "Aren't you tired of fucking this and that?"
Bai Ziyue was choked: "You! I! Fuck you!"
After Ling Feng transformed, he talked a lot more, but none of it was nice. "You even fuck a dog?"
The more Bai Zi wanted to hit him on the back of the head with a rock!
Every time Ling Feng used the demonic energy in his body, Mendan became venomous, as if all the black water in his stomach had been poured out. He really wanted to beat him to death!
However, the monsters were too numerous, and to make matters worse, the person controlling the bell seemed to be extremely familiar with the terrain, constantly using it to outflank them. If these monsters escaped from the mountains, it would be troublesome.
Ling Feng said coldly: "You deal with these monsters, and I will deal with the man on the mountain."
Bai Ziyue was stunned. "So many? By myself?"
Ling Feng: "You must have a firm will and believe in yourself."
Bai Ziyue gave a bitter smile, "No matter how determined I am, I can't finish beating you!"
The key point is that these monsters are not all human-shaped, but mostly various animals. Some are small in size, extremely fast, tricky and difficult to deal with, making him unable to defend himself.
Ling Feng no longer cared about him and ran away.
No matter how much he complained, Bai Ziyue's eyes were stern and he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
With one hand, he maintained the chessboard and stabilized the formation base left by Duan Anluo, and with the other hand, he continuously exerted spiritual power to kill the monsters that were approaching.
Under the high-intensity combat and pressure, the ease on his face gradually disappeared, becoming cold and focused, and even his white hair began to turn faintly black from the ends.
The murderous soul in my body is about to awaken.
At this moment, a Buddhist chant came from behind, "Amitabha! It's so lively."
The sound of the Buddha's name contains a strong sense of righteousness, like a spring breeze and rain, covering the battlefield.
Most of the resentment and death energy wrapped around those monsters were actually dispersed by the sound waves.
Especially those monsters with a short cultivation time and unstable foundations, they seemed to have their strength drained away in an instant, collapsed to the ground in large numbers, and lost their combat effectiveness.
Bai Ziyue's pressure was immediately relieved by more than half. He turned around in surprise and saw a handsome monk in white, with his hands behind his back, walking towards him with a smile.
"Fuck you, monk! Why are you here?"
The monk smiled and said, "Assistant Fang asked me to come for support. Lao Gai is at the headquarters."
Bai Ziyue casually said, "Fuck, Lao Gai is back! Isn't he overseas and can't come back?"
The monk was also a little disgusted, "How many have you fucked in the past moment?"
"Fuck..." Bai Ziyue swallowed the curse back, but couldn't utter it out loud. "Oh, it just came out of my mouth."
The monk then explained, "We're back after finishing our work. We're all back. Look who's that over there?"
Before he finished speaking, a flute sounded. The sound of the flute seemed to have some strange magic, which directly disrupted the shrill sound of the soul-controlling bell.
Bai Ziyue looked in the direction of the flute sound and saw a beautiful woman in white clothes and a fairy-like appearance on a rock not far away.
The melody she played stirred up gusts of cold wind all around, and the ghostly aura soared.
Bai Ziyue felt a chill run down his spine, and the word he had been holding back came out again, "Damn! The damn demon is back too!"
He thought for a moment, "Are you all here?"
The monk laughed and said, "It's just the two of us. Ouyang and Uncle Tai will set up defenses in the nearby cities to prevent any fish from slipping through the net and escaping."
After a few words, Bai Ziyue's hair turned white again and he returned to his nonchalant look.
With the addition of strong reinforcements, the situation on the battlefield turned around instantly!
On Duan Anluo's side, the outcome of the battle has been decided.
The three men brought by Xiang Wenshu had completely lost their combat effectiveness and fell in a pool of blood.
The shocking battle between Si Cang and Xiang Wenshu is still going on. The collision of demonic power and spiritual power makes the entire formation space tremble.
Duan Anluo's face was stern as he walked forward and without hesitation, he finished off the two enemies who had lost the power to resist, ensuring that they would be killed and the trouble would be gone forever.
After doing all this, he turned his gaze to the dying figure not far away - Xiang Wenshu's butler.
At this moment, the butler, due to severe injuries and despair, could no longer maintain his complete human form, and part of his body showed the characteristics of a monster.
It was a dark-black cow with knotted muscles, covered with wounds so deep that the bones could be seen. Dark red blood was flowing out, staining a large area of the ground red.
The black evil spirit on his body has already blackened his soul. It is obvious at a glance that he has committed many evil deeds and has killed many lives.
Duan Anluo frowned slightly: "Are you the ferocious beast Xiqu? No, the aura is wrong, you are just a cow that has practiced for many years."
He squatted down and looked straight into the butler's eyes, which were filled with pain and unwillingness. "Your master, Xiang Wenshu, who on earth is he?"
The butler clenched his teeth, his cloudy eyes moved, but he stubbornly refused to speak.
Loyalty, or rather the fear of the terrible consequences of betrayal, still bound him.
"Tell me," Duan Anluo's voice was cold but tempting. "If you tell me, I won't kill you."
The butler let out a hoarse laugh from his throat, like a broken bellows, his tone filled with mockery and despair: "Even if you don't kill me, I will die... Anyone who betrays him will die."
"Because of the master-servant contract?" Duan Anluo's eyes moved slightly, "I can try to help you break it."
The butler shook his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with complete disbelief and numbness, "No one can break...his contract..."
Duan Anluo stared at him and suddenly changed the subject, "Is Xiang Wenshu's true form Qiongqi?"
The butler's huge body shook violently, his eyes widened instantly, and his pupils contracted. Although he immediately tried to conceal it, this subtle instinctive reaction was enough to explain the problem.
A flash of understanding flashed in Duan Anluo's eyes: "Sure enough. Then what is his weakness?"
"I don't know. Why would he reveal his weakness...to a servant like me?"
Duan Anluo's hand fell on the bull's head. "If you say so, I won't kill you. You only have one chance."
"I... really don't know." The butler uttered a broken syllable from his throat. A variety of emotions surged wildly in his huge bull's eyes.
There is the fear of death, the resentment towards Xiang Wenshu, the desire for a glimmer of hope, and the fear of the backlash of the horrible contract.
If there was anything, he really wanted to say it out loud! The thought of betrayal had never been so strong!
"If there is, maybe, I wish..." His lips trembled, "Uh... ho..."
The butler's voice suddenly stopped, replaced by a gasping sound as if an invisible hand was strangling the throat.
His eyes suddenly widened, his eyeballs bulged out, and dark lines like curse runes, centered on his heart, spread across his pale fur like lightning, even extending to his ferocious bull face.
That is the most vicious soul restriction in the master-servant contract!
Any attempt to harm the master will trigger this fatal backlash!
"Help..." The butler stretched out his trembling hoof towards Duan Anluo with his last bit of strength, his eyes filled with complete despair and pleading, but in just a moment, the light was completely extinguished.
The huge bull's body twitched violently for a few times, then fell to the ground with a loud bang, without a breath left.
The dark lines quickly retracted into the body like a living thing, leaving behind only a rapidly cooling corpse.
Duan Anluo withdrew his hand that was about to touch the butler, and his eyes turned completely cold.
He looked at the lifeless bull demon on the ground, and the hand behind his back slowly withdrew, with a dagger wrapped in runes already in his hand.
Xiang Wenshu... is so cruel!
A servant for hundreds of years, he could be killed at will.
However, just in case, Duan Anluo did the same as the previous two and finished off the corpse with Si Cang's karma fire, which would definitely ensure that the soul would be scattered and the body would be left with no bones.
Who can guarantee that this is not a backup plan left by the other party to fake his death and escape?
After finishing all of this, Duan Anluo slowly stood up. The atmosphere in the formation space was extremely depressing.
Xiang Wenshu's body rapidly expanded and twisted in the rolling black fog!
Accompanied by a deafening and ferocious roar, a huge monster tore through the fog and appeared. It looked like a tiger, with wings on its back, its body covered with dark red scales as hard as steel, and its eyes were as red as blood. It was the real body of the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi!
"You are so proud of yourself for forcing me to reveal my true form!" Xiang Wenshu spoke in human language, his voice was like thunder, with the most primitive tyranny and greed.
The giant claw swung out with the power to tear apart space, hitting Si Cang directly.
Si Cang's eyes were cold, and the karmic fire on the black blade also changed.
The center of the flame is extremely black, but dark red arcs of light are jumping around the edges.
The fire of karma burns sins, traces back to the source, and has absolute restraint on all evil deeds in the world.
And this is the origin of karmic fire that he took back.
Facing the claws of Qiongqi, Si Cang did not dodge or evade. There were no gorgeous light effects, no complicated moves, only the purest collision of power and attributes!
The array base couldn't withstand the collision of such a huge demonic power and spiritual energy, and it made a shattering "crack" sound. Duan Anluo's face turned cold. It was over, the monster was going to get out.
Duan Anluo's spiritual energy moved, and he quickly rushed out of the formation space that was about to collapse.
It was already late at night outside, and the moonlight was dim. Not far down the mountain, Bai Ziyue, Ling Feng, and the others were fighting with the remaining monsters, and there was the sound of drones exploding everywhere.
Duan Anluo didn't have time to look at them and shouted at them, "Everyone! Retreat immediately! Get out of this mountainous area! Quick!"
"Brother Duan?!" Bai Ziyue was stunned when he heard the voice. He knocked back a monster with one punch and it looked towards him.
"Retreat!" Duan Anluo's voice was unprecedentedly harsh. Bai Ziyue didn't dare to ask any more questions and just ran away.
After hearing the sound, Ling Feng obediently followed.
The monk wanted to hesitate for a moment, but after thinking about Duan Anluo's ability, he ran after him.
The newly arrived member of the God-killing Squad didn't know what was going on, but he knew what his teammates were like.
When I saw them running, I lifted my skirt and ran after them. After running a few steps, I felt it was troublesome, so I tucked my skirt into my belt and ran very fast.
This action made Duan Anluo stunned. This girl is so fierce!
At this moment, "Bang!!!" a deafening sound came from behind, and the powerful formation that trapped Xiang Wenshu exploded like a glass cover that was stretched to its limit.
Countless broken pieces of spiritual light mixed with a nauseatingly thick and sticky demonic energy, like a flood bursting through a dam, rushing in all directions!
A strong wind suddenly arose, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the originally sparse light of the stars and the moon was completely blocked. The sky and the earth fell into a deep darkness. Only the source of the evil spirit emitted a heart-pounding blood-red light.
Amidst this earth-shattering roar, an extremely huge and terrifying monster with wings on its back suddenly rushed out from the formation.
Its huge scarlet eyes were like two blood moons, overlooking the tiny creatures, filled with endless tyranny and desire for destruction.
Xiang Wenshu, no, it was Qiongqi who tore off the shackles of the human body and restored his original form, and finally came into the world in his complete form!
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I looked at my fingers, hmm, no smoke yet, haha~~ there's more to come!
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