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Just after Jinghong stopped Wang Muye, the formation under the two of them suddenly changed. The dark red spiritual light that spread out in a spiral shape, looking like a slowly blooming flower of death.
The monks began to feel weak. The monks closest to the formation felt as if a big hole had been broken in their sea of consciousness and their spiritual energy was being pulled out of their bodies. This feeling was very uncomfortable, and several monks opened their mouths to vomit, but they could not vomit anything.
Wang Muye laughed wildly: "It has begun! The demon-slaying formation has been activated! None of us will survive! Hahahaha!"
Jinghong raised her hand and hit Wang Muye on the back of his neck. Wang Muye's eyes rolled back immediately - he didn't faint! But he shut up!
At this moment, a spiritual light suddenly flashed from the center of the formation, spreading out in a circular shape along the ground. The monks raised their spiritual energy and flew into the air. Their senses told them that this spiritual light was full of evil spirits, and if they were touched by it, the situation would be very bad.
The spiritual light spread out in circles, and in the sound of the wind, everyone heard a sound similar to bubbles bursting. The sound of bubbles bursting sounded in a series, and gusts of wind blew around from time to time.
Xuan Yu frowned: "The small cave is broken..."
Wanzong Ruins... No, there are many small caves in the ruins associated with the Demon Slaughter Formation. The small caves are like bubbles floating in the ruins. Generally, the small caves can communicate with each other through transmission channels or formations. These dark red spiritual lights forced all the small caves to open the channels, just like sharp needles piercing the small caves in the ruins one by one.
At this moment, the monks noticed something in the sky flying with the dark red spiritual energy. When they looked closely, their scalps went numb!
There were animals of various shapes, including insects, wild beasts, graceful spirit beasts, and fierce and wild demon beasts. They seemed to be sleeping quietly with their eyes closed, but as long as the divine sense swept them, it would be found that they were still alive!
They usually hid in the forest in the cave to rest and recuperate peacefully, and it took some luck to see them. However, at this moment, they were wrapped in dark red spiritual light and flew silently in the air towards the center of the formation.
Feng Gui saw with his sharp eyes that a red spiritual light was wrapped in a gorgeous silver-white color. He flew up and pounced towards the silver-white color: "Nan Nan!"
Jing Nan returned to his nine-tailed form. His huge, mountain-like body was flying towards him with the aura. He was no different from the other animals in the aura. A circle of silver-white aura was flashing around him. In the middle of Jing Nan's tail, Xiao Xiao and Xiao Yu Mao were also sleeping soundly.
In addition, there were Niannian Suisui and Wonton Ciba, who were floating beside Jingnan and looked like they were fast asleep. Du Heng even saw Mao Buyan, who was still in his demon form and was drooling from his sleep.
Feng Gui wanted to pull Jing Nan and the others out of the red spiritual light, but before his hand touched the light, a powerful spiritual energy rose from the ground and wrapped around Feng Gui's waist.
Feng Gui drew the spiritual sword in his hand, and a cold sword intent slashed at the spiritual light below him. Everyone knew how sharp Feng Gui's swordsmanship was, but when such a powerful sword energy touched the spiritual light, the sword energy actually twisted. In the shocked eyes of the monks, the sword energy melted!
Xuan Yu said in a cold voice: "Sword Qi and magic are all spiritual energy. Even murderous aura is a kind of spiritual energy. If I guess correctly, this red spiritual energy overflowing from the demon-slaying formation can absorb all the spiritual energy in the world."
Hearing Xuan Yu say this, the hearts of the cultivators sank. If their opponent was a human or a monster, they could still fight, but now their opponent has become such a vast spiritual energy between heaven and earth, what can they use to resist?
Feng Gui anxiously called out Jing Nan's name: "Nan Nan! Jing Nan! Xiao Xiao! Hong Er! Wake up! Wake up!"
Xuan Yu said sadly, "They can't hear it." Feng Gui's voice was so loud and the noise outside was so noisy, how could they not hear it? !
Then Xuan Yu's words revealed the mystery, and Xuan Yu said slowly: "Because I can't feel my distraction anymore."
Feng Gui looked at Wonton, who was lying with his eyes closed beside Nian Nian Sui Sui. Wonton was sleeping so soundly. It was crowded and noisy around him, but he didn't even move his ears. If it were normal, Wonton would have cried out at the slightest disturbance.
Despair lingered in the hearts of the monks. They looked at the animals rushing in from all directions and didn't know what to do. Feng Gui struggled to break free from the spiritual energy restraining him, but the harder he struggled, the faster he felt the spiritual energy dissipate.
Du Heng thought of the insects wrapped in rosin. The big drops of rosin fell on the insects, and the insects struggled desperately. However, the harder they struggled, the faster the rosin wrapped them. At this time, they were the insects in the rosin.
Feng Gui put down his spirit sword dejectedly. He watched Jing Nan drift away from him: "Nan Nan..."
Seeing the red light carrying the animals getting closer and closer, the monks were gradually forced to the center of the formation. This was a difficult choice. The closer they were to the center of the formation, the greater the pressure on the monks, and the more spiritual energy they lost. However, if they did not get closer, they would be swallowed by the red light.
Perhaps it was supported by the powerful spiritual energy, the spiritual light in the formation changed from dark red to red. Looking around, the sky was full of red. The earth cracked, and rolling magma emerged from the cracks. The black and red magma passed through, and the grass and trees on the ground burned. Smoke and flames burned wantonly on the ground.
This is a scene that only hell can have! Looking up at the sky, the low-hanging clouds were dyed brick red by the earth. Looking down at the earth, the rolling magma dyed Du Heng's eyes red. Du Heng had never felt red so glaring. He blinked and tears flowed uncontrollably.
How would they die? Would they fall to the ground from exhaustion and be swallowed by the magma? Or would they be caught by the red light at the center of the formation and eventually fall asleep? This was a dilemma, and Du Heng didn't want to choose either option.
However, he could not avoid facing it if he did not want to. He saw Wen Qiong hugging her disciples one by one. He saw Yu Jing and Su Xian wiping the dirt off each other's faces. He saw Yang Yuanqing complaining to Ye Wenqiu that he had not trained a successor. He saw Ji Qingyan providing shade to protect his fellow disciples from the hot air and magma...
He saw Feng Gui, who was gradually losing consciousness in the red light, and Nan Nan and Xiao Xiao, who were sleeping in the red light... He saw everything he cherished, gradually disappearing in the demon-killing formation. Du Heng had nowhere to put the bitterness in his heart, and suddenly, he felt like he fell into a cool embrace.
Without turning around, he knew it was Xiaoyu. Du Heng gently leaned his head against Xuanyu's chest: "Xiaoyu... We are going to die."
Xuan Yu gently hugged Du Heng: "Don't be afraid, at least we are all together." Du Heng wiped away his tears sadly: "Well, I'm not afraid. I just feel..."
Du Heng paused, only because Xuan Yu in front of him had changed! As great demons, Xuan Yu and Feng Gui were most affected by the formation, and the illusion he had cast on them had failed.
He looked into Xuan Yu's eyes. Xuan Yu's eyes had turned from black to green, and his long hair had turned silver-white. Du Heng smiled with tears in his eyes: "So this is Xiao Yu's original form."
Xuan Yu smiled and held Du Heng's hand: "Well, I was afraid that you would dislike me, so I didn't dare to face you with my true face.
Am I ugly like this?"
Du Heng touched Xuan Yu's face with a smile: "Not ugly, not ugly at all. It turns out that my Xiaoyu is so handsome! You are the most handsome dragon in the world!" Xuan Yu leaned his face against Du Heng's hand, and his voice was like a gentle whisper: "As long as you like it."
Du Heng hugged Xuan Yu tenderly. He heard Xuan Yu's heartbeat getting faster and faster: "Xiao Yu, I always feel that there is still a long time to go. There are still many things I want to do but haven't had time to do them yet..."
Xuan Yu rubbed Du Heng's soft hair. He liked Du Heng so much. He loved his eyebrows, his hair, his voice, and every part of his body. He comforted him, "Don't be afraid. If there is a next life, I will find you first. I will accompany you to do everything you want to do."
Du Heng chuckled. Silly Xiaoyu, you are still making up beautiful dreams for him at this time. Those who died in the demon-killing formation will not have an afterlife. Their souls will be crushed and their bodies will be swallowed by magma. However, Du Heng still responded to Xuan Yu in a low voice: "Okay..."
They hugged each other tightly amidst the thick smoke and flames. What difference would it make even if they died?
At this time, Wang Muye and Jinghong, who were in the middle of the formation, were the least affected by the formation. Wang Muye stared at his feet in disbelief: "Why is this happening... Why isn't the passage open? Why? Ah... Is it because no one offered sacrifice? That's why the passage wasn't opened?"
Jinghong heard the word "channel" with vigilance, and once again pressed the sharp sword against Wang Muye's neck: "What do you mean by the channel you are talking about?"
Wang Muye was so distracted that he seemed unaware of the sword on his neck. He whispered, "There should be a passage, why didn't it appear?! Is it because the sacrifice was interrupted?"
Jinghong asked: "What sacrifice? What passage?"
Wang Muye's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "I was the one who opened the formation! Even if you all die, I should still be alive! Here, in the middle of the formation, there should be a passage leading to the Taixu Realm! It's all because of you, you interrupted the sacrifice!"
Jinghong raised her hand and slapped Wang Muye twice: "Speak clearly! How do you want to offer a sacrifice?!"
Wang Muye's mental state was very unstable. He didn't know which part of his body Jinghong's sword had stabbed him to cause him to be like this. He whispered, "It's too late, too late. Hahahaha, we're all going to die!"
As soon as Wang Muye finished speaking, Jinghong saw a red spiritual light coming from under his feet and heading straight for the two of them. Jinghong quickly dodged to the side. The spiritual light wrapped around Wang Muye's body and dragged him to the center of the formation. Wang Muye's hands frantically grabbed at the air: "Save me! Save me! Brother Ji, save me!"
Ji Qingyan heard Wang Muye's call and wanted to save him but it was too late. With a plop, Wang Muye's body was pulled heavily into the center of the formation. A big bubble popped out of the magma in the formation, and Wang Muye's figure could no longer be seen.
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At this time, something strange happened. Jinghong saw a black passage with a diameter of three feet appearing where Wang Muye fell. Jinghong immediately realized that this passage was unusual, and she called out loudly: "Lord Dragon and Lord Phoenix! There is a black passage in the center of the formation!"
As Jinghong finished speaking, the pressure in the array increased several times. Xuanyu groaned, and a trickle of blood flowed down the corner of his lips. Du Heng panicked and reached out to wipe Xuanyu's blood: "Xiaoyu, are you okay?"
Xuan Yu showed a pale smile: "I can't move..."
At this time, the aura band that was wrapped around the animals changed color, and auras of different colors appeared in the red aura. Everyone looked closely and found that the formation had begun to absorb the auras from the animals. From a distance, the red spiral aura ring near the center of the formation was lit up.
The spiritual energy enveloped most of Feng Gui's body. He smiled bitterly and said, "I want to say a last word at this time, but I think no one will listen to my last words. Forget it. I won't say it anymore."
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "We'll still be brothers in the next life." Feng Gui closed his eyes and smiled, "Who wants to be your brother? You don't have a hair... I'll go first, don't fall behind."
Xuan Yu and the others were pressed so hard that they couldn't move, not to mention Wen Qiong and the others. Everyone landed on a high rock near the center of the formation. Ye Wenqiu and Wen Qiong were sweating all over. The barrier they had worked so hard to hold up was absorbed by the formation. Even if Jinghong called out loudly, they didn't have the strength to fly up.
Seeing that everyone had given up resistance, Jinghong said anxiously, "There really is a passage here! Maybe this formation can lead to the Taixu Realm!"
Jinghong decided not to wait any longer. She bowed in the direction of Fenggui from a distance and said, "Mr. Feng, Jinghong will go explore the way first!"
As he spoke, Jinghong rushed into the passage. A scream was heard and countless gray feathers flew out of the passage. Jinghong said in pain, "There is light ahead!"
There was light ahead, but there was a strong wind in the passage. Every gust of wind that blew on her body was like a blade slicing through her body. Jinghong could not hold on any longer after flying for only a few dozen feet. She cried, "Can anyone hear me? Turn off the demon-killing formation! Help!"
Xuan Yu turned his head and looked in the direction of the center of the formation. He thought: "Wang Muye seems to have opened the passage to the Taixu Realm..." Hearing Xuan Yu's words, the cultivators immediately became alert. Does this mean that as long as they can convey the sound to the cultivators outside the demon-slaying formation, they will be saved? !
However, the light in their eyes just lit up and then went out again. They were now unable to even move a finger, let alone walk towards the center of the formation under pressure.
Wen Qiong smiled bitterly, her voice as small as a mosquito: "What a pity..." Although she saw hope, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Du Heng looked steadily in the direction of the center of the formation: "I think I can do it." To be honest, he had not felt any pressure from the beginning. The spiritual energy of other cultivators was sucked away, but he did not feel anything at all.
Hearing Du Heng's words, Xuan Yu's pupils suddenly widened: "No! Don't! You can't withstand the strong wind!" Even someone with Jinghong's cultivation level couldn't fly too far when he entered the center of the formation. Du Heng would definitely be smashed to pieces if he went in!
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Yu's lips were kissed by Du Heng. Du Heng closed his eyes and held Xuan Yu's cheeks with both hands.
Xuan Yu's eyes reflected Du Heng's smiling face. Du Heng smiled and said, "Xiao Yu, I'm actually very scared. I don't know what I will face next. But someone has to do it, either me or someone else. Although I don't know why, I'm the only one who can move here, so I have to give it a try. I can't just watch everyone die."
Xuan Yu raised his hands with difficulty and wanted to hug Du Heng. The pressure of the formation made his bones creak. He could only watch Du Heng gently touch his face, and then he flew towards the center of the formation without looking back.
This was the first time that Du Heng had flown his sword so steadily. He stepped on the Qingshuang Sword without swaying or stumbling. He swiftly avoided the red aura near the formation. In the stunned eyes of the monks, Du Heng was surrounded by a layer of red aura.
Seeing this layer of red spiritual light, Xuan Yu and Feng Gui burst into tears. No wonder Du Heng could move, it turned out that the Magical Sky Pearl protected him!
The three chaos beads, the Killing Sky Bead allows the owner to control powerful forces; the Chaos Sky Bead can create something out of nothing and create infinite fortune; the Fantasy Sky Bead can conceal the truth and the general formation can't do anything with the Fantasy Sky Bead. Ironically, Du Heng is stupid and can be trapped by a small formation every time, but this time the Fantasy Sky Bead protected him and made him not controlled by the formation.
However, the uncontrollable Du Heng rushed towards the center of the formation without looking back.
This was the second time Feng Gui and the others watched him jump into the passage. He said the same thing last time: Someone has to do it, either me or someone else. It just happened to be my turn, there was nothing I could do.
Xuan Yu and Feng Gui shouted: "Du Heng - come back!" Du Heng would only die if he went there. His body was not as strong as last time. The strong wind would tear him apart!
The cultivation in Peizhu Forest finally paid off. Even if there were tens of thousands of spiritual energies coming out of the array, Du Heng could handle them with ease. He was almost caught several times, but he slipped away in a flash.
Qi Yushu struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, he felt that every muscle in his body was about to fall off his bones: "Junior brother..."
Wen Qiong gritted her teeth and stood up with shaking legs: "I can't go, I can't go..." Everyone knew that Du Heng would never come back!
Du Heng finally saw the passage that was less than three feet in diameter, with countless gray-white blood-stained feathers scattered along the edge of the passage. The spirit sword hovered at the entrance of the passage, and Du Heng took a deep breath. He heard the heart-wrenching calls of Xuan Yu and the others outside the formation, but he didn't dare to look back.
He was afraid that if he looked back, he would no longer have the courage to jump.
He rushed into the passage with his spirit sword under his feet. After rushing through the narrow passage, his vision suddenly darkened and his whole body suddenly felt cold. At the same time, a piercing pain came from his arm.
A piece of flesh and blood flew off his body. Du Heng's heart shuddered. He thought he had encountered a strong gale.
There are many types of strong winds. When the Wanzong ruins collapsed, the strong winds were fierce and violent. But the strong winds here are like tiny blades that are invisible and intangible. If you encounter them, a piece of flesh will be dug out.
A few dozen feet in front of Du Heng, Jing Hong was floating unconscious, with tiny drops of blood constantly oozing out of her body. Using the power of the sword, Du Heng rushed forward for several dozen feet, and he finally grabbed Jing Hong by the collar. Exposed to the strong wind, Jing Hong would die sooner or later.
Strangely enough, the passage looks only three feet in diameter from outside, but it is very wide inside. Being inside it gives you a feeling of being endless.
Jinghong suddenly woke up, and when she turned around, she saw Du Heng. Her face turned pale: "Mr. Du, what are you doing..."
Du Heng's body was covered with wounds caused by the strong wind. He wanted to laugh, but found that his face was covered with blood. He quickly said, "I'll take you out, and I'll go the rest of the way."
Jinghong shook his head: "You can't do it, Mr. Du, your cultivation is not as good as mine." Du Heng said in a relaxed voice: "I have the Phantom Sky Pearl on me, and the Phantom Sky Pearl will protect me."
Jinghong wanted to say something, but Du Heng took out something from his sleeve. It was a one-foot-long gray-white feather. Seeing the feather, Jinghong subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but Du Heng held him back. He said to Jinghong, "This is the Feihong Order you gave me in the village. You said I could let you do something. Now I'm going to use the Feihong Order."
Jinghong's eyes were red: "Mr. Du, please speak."
Du Heng said solemnly: "Live, leave here and live. Don't think about committing suicide, live well. You still have friends, and Xixi needs you too." The tears in Jinghong's eyes finally fell: "Mr. Du, I..."
Du Heng said: "Once the Feihong Order is issued, General Jinghong will complete the mission even if it means sacrificing his life. Xiaoyu told me this. Now that I have used the Feihong Order, it is time for you to go up."
Jinghong choked up: "Okay..." Du Heng grabbed Jinghong's collar and said, "Sorry, I'm going to throw you up there. By the way, do you have a magic weapon that can transmit sound? The louder the sound, the better?"
Jinghong took out a golden bell from his sleeve: "This is the Thunder Bell, it can amplify the cultivator's voice a thousand times." Du Heng took the bell: "Thanks! Let's go!"
He exerted force with his hands and threw Jinghong to the back of the cave. With tears in her eyes, Jinghong watched Du Heng's figure disappear into the depths of the passage. Then Jinghong felt warm all over and she returned to the ground again.
The moment Jinghong flew out, a piece of lavender silk wrapped around her waist. Yu Jing panted: "Pull it!!" As soon as the voice fell, Yu Jing knelt heavily on the ground.
Heaven and earth, she had used up all her strength in that attack. She couldn't even stand. It was all thanks to the monks behind her who used their last bit of strength to tie Jinghong up. However, they really had no strength left. Jinghong was half-hanging in the air wrapped in silk. She burst into tears: "Mr. Du..."
In the fine wind like cow hair, Du Heng became a living mass of flesh. Every time he advanced ten feet, Du Heng felt that he had lost a pound of flesh. His feet were trembling, and blood dyed the blade of the Qingshuang Sword red. He rushed forward with both hands protecting his eyes. There was a light in front of him, and that light was all Du Heng's hope!
His body was in so much pain, no matter how powerful the Life-Enduring Skill was, it couldn't match the speed of the strong wind digging into his flesh. He was in so much pain that he was crying but he could only grit his teeth and couldn't stop. If he stopped, Xiaoyu and the others would be gone.
He didn't know how long he had been rushing in the strong wind. It might have been just a moment, a cup of tea, or a stick of incense... He felt like he had spent half his life in the passage.
He was so tired, he wanted to close his eyes and take a nap, so that he could forget the darkness and the pain all over his body. But he didn't dare to close his eyes, because he was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would never wake up again.
The bright spot in front of him was always so big, Du Heng looked at it with tears in his eyes. He cried out in pain, but there was no one here, so no one would see his tears. He stared at the hole outside the passage, and kept hypnotizing himself that it didn't hurt at all.
Suddenly, two chirping sounds appeared beside his ears. The sound was so close that it seemed to be calling right next to his ears. Du Heng turned his head subconsciously and saw Xiao Xiao's shadow appear beside him. Xiao Xiao tilted her head and jumped in front of him. Xiao Xiao's round face overlapped with the light, and Du Heng was reluctant to turn his eyes away.
Xiaoxiao suddenly turned into Nannan again. Nannan was still in that lazy state. He smiled and said to Du Heng, "Are you tired? Come, let me massage you."
Du Heng cried like a fool. He cried and laughed at the same time: "This is not something that can be solved by pinching. It needs the best medicine to cure it. You can't make the medicine so bitter. I hate bitterness."
Jing Nan smiled slightly, and then he turned into Feng Gui. Feng Gui put his hands in his pockets and looked helpless: "I usually ask you to practice well, but look at you, you are weak at the critical moment."
Du Heng choked up and said, "Well, I will definitely practice well in the future..."
Feng Gui's face immediately turned into Xuan Yu's face, and Xiao Yu's eyebrows curved: "Are you tired? Take a break?"
Du Heng nodded: "Okay, take a break."
He couldn't hold on any longer. His flesh was bloody and the flesh on his legs was torn off. He could no longer control the Qingshuang Sword. Fortunately, his hands still had strength. At this time, the bright spot became as big as a disk. He could see a golden light flashing outside the bright spot. That was the flashing light of the demon-killing formation!
Du Heng used up all his strength. The golden elixir in his body was still spinning tenaciously. However, without the support of flesh and blood, the spiritual energy in his dantian kept pouring out. Du Heng used all his strength to infuse the spiritual energy into the Thunder Bell. He threw the golden bell in his hand towards the other side of the passage: "Go——"
He had always been very accurate at throwing things since he was a child, and this time would be no exception. Jin Ling turned into a golden spiritual light in the darkness and rushed straight to the cave entrance. After seeing the spiritual light emitted by Jin Ling being swallowed by the light from the cave entrance, he finally felt relieved.
He passed the message on. Could the monks outside hear it?
Before he lost consciousness, Du Heng heard a loud voice coming from the cave entrance: "The demon-killing formation has been destroyed! Help! --"
Du Heng breathed a long sigh of relief. He could finally rest.
The broken body finally couldn't withstand the attack of the strong wind. After a few bone-breaking sounds, a bead emitting red light remained in the passage.
Du Heng's figure completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
The author has something to say: Old Cat: Woo woo woo woo...
Du Heng: Why are you crying? I didn’t cry even though you treated me so badly.
Old Cat: You know shit. In my mind, you should be able to make a lot of tears if you die, but I didn’t even shed a few tears. Wuwuwuwu…
Qingheng: ...This is a problem with the writing style, it can't be cured.
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