Chapter 157 Killing Demons
When the demons on the field heard Qiu Qianling's words, they were silent for a moment, and then there was an uproar.
"Is she crazy? How could a Celestial cultivator have the guts to challenge the Demon Lord? Is she afraid she won't die quickly enough?"
"Since it's going to be sacrificed to the demon god anyway, I might as well just throw it away."
"But from what they said, it seems like this is a conspiracy orchestrated by the Shadow Phoenix Demon Lord. Why, hasn't she given up yet?"
"No matter how unwilling she is, what can she do? She is still a defeated opponent of Fentian. Her strength cannot support her ambition. Maybe this time even her other horn will be cut off, turning her into a true Broken Horn Demon Lord. That would be too funny, hahahaha."
"Yes, I think she's gone mad. She actually wants to shake the Demon Lord's position with just a hundred cultivators. How foolish."
"When will she understand that the demons need strong leaders, not clowns who only know how to shout slogans?"
Amidst the overwhelming jeers, only a small number of demons voiced their supportive protests.
"You people, don't speak too soon. Don't forget that the previous Demon Lord was also from the Immortal Clan. Maybe this cultivator can also succeed in this challenge."
"It was a mistake for the previous Demon Lord to hand over the demons to that bastard Fentian. I hope Demon Lord Shadow Phoenix can correct this mistake."
"Oh, then I can only say that you are destined to be disappointed."
The demons argued endlessly, and no one would give in to the other.
Fentian, who was being pointed at by Qiu Qianling, was furious for a moment, then he curled his lips slightly and smiled contemptuously, "Interesting, then I'll play with you."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the bloody blade effortlessly.
Fentian originally thought that as long as he exerted a little force, the knife in Qiu Qianling's hand would shatter and emit a shrill wail.
However, he didn't expect that as soon as his fingertips touched the blade, the sharp wind from the knife would cut a blood mark, and the blood beads sank into the blade and disappeared.
He quickly retracted his hand, feeling a little surprised. This knife could even devour his magic power?
Qiu Qianling's expression was cold, but her eyes lit up. It seemed that the blood blade given to her by her master was indeed a magical weapon. Even someone as powerful as Fentian had to avoid it.
Then he activated the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, and the blood blade in his hand turned into a red rainbow, carrying a sharp blade light, and pounced towards Fentian like a blood-colored mad dragon.
The four demon kings on the altar suddenly stood up, and this sword had the power of the initial stage of incarnation!
Even Ying Huang, who had anticipated this, had a slightly changed expression. This sword technique... ?
Only Fentian remained calm, with even a more contemptuous smile on his lips. She was just a guy who relied on the magic weapon and didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was. Let him teach her a lesson.
He raised his hand and pressed in the air, and the surging demonic energy instantly gathered into a huge shield. The blood blade and the shield collided fiercely, making an earth-shaking roar.
Immediately afterwards, the shield exploded violently, and the demonic energy rolled back, swallowing and enveloping the sword light.
Qiu Qianling was shocked and hurriedly retracted the bloody blade and retreated quickly.
Fentian then frowned, the relaxed look on his face completely gone, and he shouted, "Who taught you this set of sword techniques?"
What? Qiu Qianling was shocked. He didn't expect that he could tell at a glance that she was using the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique.
Just as he was about to say something, he heard a terrified and desperate cry from behind him, "Hurry up and save us! I don't want to die yet!"
Qiu Qianling was immediately distracted, and at this moment, a person in red fell from the sky and stood in front of her.
It’s Shadow Phoenix!
"You go save people, I'll hold him back." As he spoke, Shadow Phoenix raised his hand and waved it. The blazing flames in his palm instantly transformed into a fire phoenix, roaring and rushing towards Fentian.
Seeing this, Qiu Qianling felt relieved. Fortunately, with Ying Huang's help, she should be able to delay Fentian for a while.
Time is running out, she needs to transform the cultivator into a demon as soon as possible to consume Fentian's cultivation through backlash.
Thinking of this, she suddenly turned around and looked towards the magic circle - there, the monks were tightly locked by the dark magic chains. Some of them raised their hands to struggle, but the spiritual power in their bodies was still constantly lost.
She held the blood blade and made a hand gesture. As the light from her fingertips lit up, the heart blood that everyone had stored on their bodies was pulled by magic power and flew out.
The blood beads were suspended above the magic circle, like sparks, emitting a faint light, tiny and magnificent.
Fentian was dealing with Shadow Phoenix's attack when he saw Qiu Qianling's movements from the corner of his eye. He was furious and immediately shouted, "Wu Hai, are you guys dead? Stop her now!"
On the altar, the Mist Sea Demon Lord, hidden in the mist, spoke softly, "Since Miss Qiu has challenged you, Demon Lord, it is naturally inappropriate for us to intervene. After all, the rule of the demon clan is that the winner is king. When the winner is determined, we will respect the victor."
The other two demon kings did not respond, which clearly signified their tacit approval of the Mist Sea Demon King.
As for the demon warriors under Fentian's command, they were also powerless. Their cultivation was not high, so how could they dare to rashly intervene in the fight between the strong?
Fentian saw this scene, his expression changed instantly, his eyes burning with rage, "You have been bribed by Shadow Phoenix!"
He knew that these people always believed that he had relied on Murong Ci to ascend to the position of Demon Lord. Over the years, they had only been respectful and submissive on the surface, but in reality, they had never truly submitted to him. Whenever they saw an opportunity, they would take advantage of him.
Demons are demons, and they can never change their despicable nature!
"Do you think you can defeat me with such shameless means?" Fentian sneered at Yinghuang. The moment he finished speaking, the demonic energy around him suddenly surged, and his robes fluttered and rustled.
A terrifying pressure emanated from him, sweeping across like a sharp sword, instantly covering the entire square.
All the magicians around the altar fell to their knees under the pressure of this terrifying aura. Even Qiu Qianling had difficulty breathing, with cold sweat on his forehead. He only managed to stay from kneeling.
There is only one last step left.
She gritted her teeth, forced her spiritual power to her fingertips, and slashed through the air. Countless blood beads suspended in the air moved along with her fingertips, as if being pulled by invisible silk threads, gradually outlining the shape of the magic pattern.
As the last stroke was made, the magic patterns all lit up with red light. Qiu Qianling waved his hand, and they flew towards the monks in the formation like shooting stars, and were accurately imprinted on their necks.
In an instant, the magic circle was filled with blood. The pupils of the monks suddenly shrank, and the whites of their eyes were covered with blood. At the same time, the skin on their foreheads cracked, and curved and sharp horns grew.
Almost in an instant, they completed the transformation from the immortal clan to the demon clan.
The magic chains wrapped around everyone suddenly shrank back, and the magic circle on the ground shook violently, the array patterns twisted and changed wildly, and the surging demonic energy surged high like a tide, condensing into a roaring dragon, which was getting higher and higher and bigger.
Qiu Qianling put down his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, success!
Just as she was about to turn around to help Ying Huang, she suddenly felt a pulling force on her feet. She looked down and saw Ge Fuling, who was entangled in magic chains, holding her ankle tightly.
Because she has no heart blood, she has not yet transformed into a demon.
Ge Fuling raised her face with difficulty and looked at her with pleading eyes, "I didn't intend to betray you, I just don't want to die, I really have no other choice. Save me, please, I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on."
Qiu Qianling's eyes were icy. She hadn't forgotten how this man had instigated his companions to execute her. He expected her to forgive him with just a plea? Dream on.
She opened her mouth slightly and was about to say something when suddenly a terrifying and breathtaking aura came from behind her.
Turning around, he saw Fentian raising his hand and slapping it out. The powerful magic power condensed into a giant palm, and rushed towards Yinghuang.
The Shadow Phoenix was knocked back and hit the pillar of fire heavily. There was a loud bang, and the pillar of fire collapsed. Countless bloated and oily corpses rolled out of the pillar.
Qiu Qianling's heart tightened, and she immediately gripped the handle of the blood blade in her hand and was about to rush forward, but Ge Fuling's fingers held her even tighter.
She seemed to have noticed that Qiu Qianling didn't want to care about her at all, so she knelt down, resting her forehead on the tip of her shoe, and said in an even more pitiful and broken voice: "I didn't mean to embarrass you. Like you, I also have a master who treats me like family. She has been so kind to me, and I haven't had time to repay her yet! Please, let me live!"
Qiu Qianling's eyes flickered, and his heart suddenly softened. Master...
Without her master, she would not have been able to obtain the Blood Blade, learn the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, and even more so, would not have been able to stand here.
She swung the sharp blade and cut off the magic chain on Ge Fuling's body. Then she took out the box containing the heart blood and threw it on the ground. "Here, let go of my hand."
Ge Fuling was overjoyed. She rushed over and held the heart blood tightly in her hand, then breathed a sigh of relief. Her bet was right, her intuition was right. The person this woman cared about most was her demon master!
Qiu Qianling didn't want to waste time, so he turned and left. Seeing that Fentian was about to attack the injured Yinghuang, he immediately flew over and landed in front of him, saying coldly: "Your opponent is me."
Fentian looked at her, frowning slightly. This woman must have forgotten him a long time ago.
If she knew that he was the boy who played with her when she was a child, would she regret her actions today?
He was about to speak when he suddenly saw the huge dragon formed by demonic energy above the Soul Binding Sacrifice Blood Formation, and his expression immediately changed.
Damn it, it’s the force of backlash!
The giant dragon soared into the sky and pounced towards Fentian. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire Snake Prison Mountain shook violently.
Qiu Qianling's face was shrouded in shadow, dark and unclear, "Fentian, prepare to die."
The moment he finished speaking, the demon dragon roared and rushed towards Fentian.
Fentian's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold smile on his lips. He actually thought that the backlash of a mere Soul Binding Sacrifice Blood Formation could defeat him? How naive.
"It's time to end this ridiculous farce."
He raised his hand and a dark crack suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky. Then, a huge devil's claw stretched out from it and instantly strangled the dragon's neck.
With a snap, the ferocious dragon was crushed by the sharp claws, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating in the dim air.
Fentian was proud in his heart. Although this move consumed a lot of magic power, it should be able to intimidate Qiu Qianling.
He looked at Qiu Qianling with a cold expression. He thought he could see fear on her face, but he saw that she looked unusually leisurely, except that the bloody blade in her hand was nowhere to be seen.
Huh? What's going on?
Fentian suddenly felt something was wrong. He felt a chill in front of him, and the magic power in his body was dissipating madly. He looked down and saw that the blood blade had already penetrated his heart.
This... This is impossible! ?
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