Chapter 140: Picking up the cat
The Demon Lord originally thought that Mo Zhiyuan, who had lost both arms, was a toothless tiger and could no longer cause any trouble. However, he saw that the Qiuyu Sword that fell to the ground suddenly made a shocking sword sound and automatically hung in the air.
"Kill!" This was the only thought left in Mo Zhiyuan's mind.
He even stopped defending himself, burning his essence desperately, controlling the sword with his spiritual power, and transformed it into streams of light that tore through everything. He attacked the Demon Lord frantically, completely disregarding his own life, with the determination to die together.
The Demon Lord was caught off guard by this sudden and crazy counterattack. He retreated repeatedly, and a look of horror appeared on his face for the first time.
"Why... every time between me and all living beings, you choose the former."
Mo Zhiyuan's attack was like a violent storm, but his consciousness was whispering madly, "A Qing... please choose me this time... please..."
Seeing that a sword light condensed with all of Mo Zhiyuan's strength was about to fall on his head, the Demon Lord was horrified and suddenly pulled a guardian who was fighting with a cultivator in front of him to block the sword.
"Your Majesty!"
The guardian only had time to let out a terrified scream before he was instantly turned into ashes under the sword light, and his soul was destroyed.
The Demon Lord began to regret provoking this completely out-of-control madman, but as the Star Stone in the blood pool was about to be completely absorbed, the formation was about to be completely completed...
"Come and help me!" he screamed.
The remaining three guardians immediately broke away from their opponents and rushed to the side of the Demon Lord to form a defensive formation.
"Your Majesty! Hold on a little longer! The formation will be completed soon." Charon said urgently, but a trace of doubt also arose in his heart. The steps were correct and the energy was enough, so why hadn't the final resonance of the formation come yet?
They couldn't wait for the answer.
Mo Zhiyuan's sword was too fast! Too fierce! Two more guardians were shredded by the sword's light.
The Demon Lord was finally afraid. He wanted to escape, but found that although the blood pool was still surging, it seemed to have lost some core connection and could no longer provide them with the blessing of the origin of the demon world.
"No--!"
Amid the Demon Lord's desperate roar, Qiu Yu cut off his head. In his ferocious eyes, there was still an incomprehensible confusion until his death. Why did he fail?
Seeing the Demon Lord being killed, Charon tried to fish out the Demon Lord's head and body and escape back to the Demon Realm through the blood pool, but he found that the blood pool seemed to have turned into a dead pool, and it was impossible to establish a return passage!
"Why! Why can't I go back!" he roared in despair.
What answered him was Mo Zhiyuan's ruthless sword light. The ambitious Demon Lord who had been planning for four hundred years and his four guardians were all killed.
When the remaining demon cultivators saw that their leader was dead, their morale collapsed and they were quickly wiped out by the cultivators who were still able to move.
The battle was over and the field was in dead silence.
Bai Feng stumbled to the edge of the blood pool, staring at the scarlet water that had swallowed his brother, and closed his eyes in pain: "A Qing..."
Lost and regained, regained and lost again, the huge grief almost broke him.
At this moment, Zhou Xuanyi fainted and woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he rushed into the pool of blood: "Let me go! He is still down there! The divination can't be wrong! There must be a chance of survival!"
Zhou Jingyan hugged him tightly: "Xuan Yi! Calm down!"
Zhou Xuanyi acted like a madman, beating Zhou Jingyan hard: "Let go! Let me go!"
At this moment, Mo Zhiyuan, who was standing by the blood pool like a sculpture, suddenly moved.
In full view of everyone, he jumped into the pool of blood that had not yet calmed down without hesitation.
"Sword Master!" The disciples of Lingxiao Sect exclaimed in surprise.
However, in just a moment, Mo Zhiyuan's figure soared into the sky from the pool of blood and fell back to the shore.
His arms still hung limply, his face as pale as paper, but he used an extremely gentle spiritual power to carefully lift a ball of something and placed it against his chest.
It was a snow-white kitten, curled up in a ball and seemed to be in deep sleep.
Bai Feng's eyes widened instantly, staring at the white cat intently. A huge ecstasy hit him, making him unable to utter complete words for a moment: "Aqing is not dead! Not dead!"
Zhou Xuanyi suddenly stopped struggling, pushed Zhou Jingyan away, rushed to Bai Feng, and grabbed his collar: "What did you say? Who is not dead? Where is Bai Qingchen?"
Bai Feng pointed at Mo Zhiyuan's arms: "The one Sword Master is holding is A-Qing!"
Zhou Xuanyi looked in the direction he was looking, but Mo Zhiyuan was no longer there.
Zhou Xuanyi grabbed a Lingxiao Sect disciple and asked sternly, "Where is your Sword Master?"
The disciple turned pale with fear: "Reply... Reply Senior... Sword Master broke the restraints... and left... I don't know where he went..."
Zhou Xuanyi was so angry that he wanted to kill someone: "Where did he go?"
“Disciple…disciple really doesn’t know…” The disciple was about to cry.
Zhou Jingyan stepped forward and gently pressed Zhou Xuanyi's shoulder: "Xuanyi, since Aqing is fine, there is no need to worry too much. Mo Zhiyuan will not hurt him."
They all knew this very well.
Zhou Xuanyi glared at Zhou Jingyan and slapped his hand away: "What do you know! That guy is a lunatic now! A complete lunatic!"
Although he was cursing, his tense body relaxed slightly.
He had no intention of dealing with the mess in front of him at the moment. He flicked his sleeves fiercely and called out to the disciples of Yantian Sect: "Return to the sect!" Then he turned into a stream of light and left.
Bai Feng watched Yan Tianzong leave and gradually regained his composure, but his eyes would still look in the direction where Mo Zhiyuan disappeared from time to time.
He said to Liu Fuling and Bai Zhi beside him, "Pack up and let's go back to Yaowang Valley."
On the other side, everyone from Lingxiao Sect also saw Mo Zhiyuan carrying a white cat out of the blood pool.
Lin Feng's voice trembled, and he pulled Chen Yi and asked anxiously: "Senior Brother Chen! That is... that is Senior Brother Bai, right? It must be Senior Brother Bai!" He urgently needed a definite answer.
Chen Yi had seen Bai Qingchen's cat form playing with Yoyo at Hanyuan Peak. Now that the two had been confirmed, he suddenly understood and murmured, "So that's how it is... No wonder..."
He looked at Lin Feng and nodded affirmatively: "That must be Junior Brother Bai."
Xiao Jin stood silently by and listened. Although he thought it was unbelievable that a cat was Bai Qingchen, when he heard that he was fine, the tense string in his heart finally relaxed.
The space blockade was broken by Mo Zhiyuan's sword, and a cultivator immediately passed the message to the outside.
How to deal with the mess of Guixu Sect still needs to be discussed by the other five major immortal sects.
Bai Qingchen was captured, so he decided to play along. He admitted that there was an element of gambling involved, but it was a decision he made only after he was sure of his outcome.
The moment he was thrown into the pool of blood, Bai Qingchen felt the evil energy madly trying to invade his body, but a flash of spiritual light appeared on his chest, isolating the evil energy from outside.
That was the bronze mirror that Mu Haotian had given him before.
When entering the secret realm, Bai Qingchen took it out and carried it with him in case of emergency, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.
Without this bronze mirror, he would have suffered a lot.
Bai Qingchen relied on his memory to find the center of the formation.
The Demon Lord only knew that the Star Stone could activate the formation, but he didn't know that it could also be shut down at the same time.
The Star Stone had already merged with him, and Bai Qingchen directly sealed the connection between the center of the formation and the Demon Realm.
The demon cultivators who were fighting fiercely up there had no idea that their home had been robbed.
Closing the passage exhausted Bai Qingchen's spiritual power. He was exhausted and turned into a cat, gradually sinking to the bottom of the blood pool.
He vaguely thought that Mo Zhiyuan would come to rescue him, and that Mo Zhiyuan should understand the hint he gave.
Bai Qingchen felt very tired. The moment before he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Mo Zhiyuan.
He looks unhappy, maybe he's angry...
Bai Qingchen no longer cared about anything else and fell into a deep sleep.
When he regained consciousness again, he felt as if his limbs were tied up. He opened his eyes a little to look at his limbs, then immediately closed them again.
Open and close it again, back and forth several times.
Bai Qingchen finally faced the reality that he was kidnapped.
The current situation is not good.
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