Chapter 147 This traitor, let him be Hua Youzhan died

The entire area of ​​the Demon Abyss is occupied by various monsters. The stench spreads to the sky, and ugly monsters of strange shapes are wriggling wildly in the Demon Abyss.

The area where Xie Tingyu's huge sculpture is located is just one of the lines of defense to block monster attacks. The range of the Demon Abyss' influence is too large, so it can only be defended separately.

Xie Tingyu's formation looked simple, but it contained many spells, which required her to input a constant supply of power. She could still handle one or two, but if there were too many, her own ghost energy would be in a state of depletion for a long time.

By then, her title of Ghost King would easily become unworthy of its title.

She sat on a high place, clutching the bone bell.

The Demonic Abyss is almost barren, with only many bare hills.

Xie Tingyu climbed up to a high place and looked far away. She had excellent eyesight and looked down.

Those disciples were in a hurry, and most of them had scars on their bodies. They were the warriors who had just returned from the rear.

The defense of the city wall does not require high-level monks, so most of the monks on the Demon Abyss defense line are low-level monks.

The largest proportion of these is what they call "senior citizen travel".

The term "old age travel" is extremely insulting and sarcastic. It not only refers to the low talent of those monks, but also mocks them for being very old but still at the level of young age travel.

Xie Tingyu didn't know how long she sat there. She watched the sun set over the mountain and fall below the horizon. Then she moved her almost stiff body and stood up.

The situation down there suddenly became a mess, and logically speaking, this situation shouldn't have happened.

Xie Tingyu listened for a long time. From their words, Xie Tingyu understood that it has been a month since she escaped from death. The time in the ghost house and the cultivation world is different. So, it seems that she has only been away from the ghost house for more than ten days?

The monster wave started about ten days after her death.

The long-dormant Demon Abyss suddenly erupted, catching the entire cultivation world off guard. The Beiming Yun Palace and Dongxuan Su Pavilion, which were closest to the Demon Abyss, had their protective formations breached by monsters and suffered heavy damage.

The cultivation world responded urgently.

Before the people in Xuanyuntian had time to mourn for Xie Tingyu, they encountered a wave of monsters that only occurs once in a century.

And during this time, Wen Zhiyu also disappeared.

They thought of Wen Zhi's relationship with Xie Tingyu, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should blame him.

There was a lot of noise when Wen Zhiyu left. It was said that someone went to Beiming Yun Palace and confronted Xie Qingdai. He left in a hurry before any attack could happen. From beginning to end, he only broke the ground of Beiming Yun Palace into pieces, and no one knew what was exposed underground.

The entire sect was keeping the matter a secret. Most of the disciples of Beiming Yun Palace didn't even know what the thing that Wen Zhiyu had chopped out that day was, let alone outsiders.

Xie Tingyu looked towards the most chaotic place.

A group of people hurriedly carried a few people and rushed to the back.

The figures being carried were covered in blood, some were even missing arms and legs, their condition was particularly tragic.

Xie Tingyu blinked and couldn't help but fly down.

She is completely transparent and cannot be touched, so ordinary monks are completely unaware of her existence.

She walked in the crowd, watching monks passing through her body one after another, and saw those monks shouting anxiously, "Two medical practitioners, this fellow Taoist can't hold on any longer!"

When Xie Tingyu heard this, she subconsciously stood on tiptoe.

She realized that she could get through the crowd, froze for a moment, then walked quickly over.

A monk was lying on the ground, his clothes soaked in blood, with a hideous wound on his cheek, which was obviously bitten off by something.

Xie Tingyu moved closer and saw clearly the neck lines on the monk's neck, on which there were a large number of strange patterns.

Those patterns are magic patterns.

Seeing this, Xie Tingyu tilted her head and saw a familiar person not far away.

The man held the jade slip in his hand and panted.

He pushed through the crowd and said, "Let me see. Let me see."

When seeing Han Xunzhen appear, Xie Tingyu's eyes flashed with surprise. She never knew that Han Xunzhen knew medicine. Perhaps it was because Xie Tingyu's surprised look was too obvious. Han Xunzhen glanced in her direction, then turned around and pulled out a person.

"You'd better save him quickly. I can't suppress the evil spirit in him for long." Han Xunzhen quickly retracted his gaze and pulled the sleeve of the person in front of him. The sleeve was printed with golden bamboo leaf patterns.

Another acquaintance.

Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan quickly used his power on the seriously injured monk, but the monk's breath was still weakening rapidly, and later he could not even feel his breath.

Han Xunzhen's jade slip was suspended above the monk's head, and the faint light shone on the monk's face, dragging the monk's mind.

The cracks on the jade slip were very obvious, and it was obvious that it had been hastily repaired after the last battle, and the battle started before a new magic weapon could be found.

Apart from those who were still fighting outside, there were several people gathered here, constantly delivering medicine to Xu Yuan.

Xie Tingyu couldn't bear it any longer.

Xu Yuan’s treatment method is indeed correct, but it is not suitable for the current situation. This cultivator was bitten by a monster, and now the evil spirit is wandering in his body. If it cannot be successfully led out, this cultivator will definitely die.

Xu Yuan's movements were gentle, but the demonic energy was fierce. He couldn't successfully draw out the demonic energy by doing this.

Xie Tingyu appeared and pulled Xu Yuan away.

Han Xunzhen reacted the moment she moved, and suddenly stretched out his hand to block Xu Yuan, making a protective gesture.

But Xie Tingyu just turned his body to the side and easily avoided Han Xunzhen's action. The jade slip could not be moved away at will at this time. Han Xunzhen watched helplessly as the man pushed away the unsuspecting Xu Yuan. Xu Yuan was rescuing the man seriously, but was suddenly pushed and subconsciously moved to the side.

Everyone around wants to take action.

Suddenly, Han Xunzhen raised his voice and said, "Stop it."

His voice was trembling. He took a quick glance at Xie Tingyu's face and dared not look again. He moved towards the monk lying on the ground, dying.

Xie Tingyu raised her hand and hooked out a golden thread. The thread was nurtured in her flesh and blood, and was tainted with her Ghost King's aura, making it extremely domineering.

When the evil spirit in the monk's body sensed the approach of the golden thread, it had no chance of resistance and was dispelled by the evil spirit. The golden thread penetrated the monk's body, one place after another, smoothing out his veins and allowing the blood in his body to flow again.

The monk's pale face took on a bit more color and his breathing became heavier.

Han Xunzhen saw that the monk seemed to be out of danger temporarily. Xu Yuan squatted over, raised his hand and released gentle spiritual power to repair the monk's wounds that were so deep that the bone could be seen.

If it's not treated, he will die from blood loss.

They could all feel the hostility in the monks dissipating quickly, especially after the sudden arrival of this mysterious man.

It seems that this mysterious man has no intention of becoming an enemy of them.

But we still can't let our guard down.

Xie Tingyu's face was covered with a layer of black veil, revealing only a pair of purple-gold pupils. Her features were blurry under the veil and her specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but Han Xunzhen's fingers placed beside her kept shaking, and his eyes were staring at her.

Xie Tingyu's original voice and appearance were somewhat different from the physical body in the cultivation world. She raised her eyes and said, "He is out of danger for the time being. Be careful not to let him come into contact with the evil spirit again. Move him away as soon as possible."

"The demons in the Devil's Abyss are not endless. Sometimes, what you think is delaying the salvation of the world is actually harming others and yourself."

"It's useless to just defend here passively."

There was already a huge gap between the Ghost Mansion and the world of cultivation. Xie Tingyu was the Ghost King of the Ghost Mansion, and he had already used up all his conscience to help them and remind them.

If the ghost house really labels her a "traitor" then, she won't be able to explain herself.

As Xie Tingyu finished speaking, the people around him nodded in agreement, and some even bowed to Xie Tingyu to express their gratitude.

Only Xu Yuan, who had just finished the treatment, and Han Xun, who had taken back the jade slip, were stunned. They both looked at Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu's expression remained unchanged and he didn't even blink.

She walked out of the crowd without saying a word, looked back at Han Xunzhen, and disappeared on the spot.

She is so elusive that she can indeed be described as "mysterious".

But the indelible mark on her body is not her appearance or figure, but her subconscious behavior.

Han Xunzhen and Xu Yuan looked at each other and saw the shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

"She... seems to be Xie Tingyu." Han Xunzhen clenched the jade tablet and muttered.

Hearing this, Xu Yuan also nodded, "Very similar, but... this person is not a cultivator, her cultivation method is very strange, and that magic is not a ghost spell."

The two of them communicated in the cloud and asked someone to take the injured monk back.

Before he could cut off the call, he heard someone speaking hurriedly in his ear.

"Team A3 was attacked by monsters from behind. Fellow Daoist Hua You who came to support us was unfortunately besieged and urgently needs rescue!"

Han Xunzhen and Xu Yuan cannot leave, they are the main fighting force of this team.

Han Xunzhen asked in the chat: "Where can we get support?"

Yun fell into a strange silence after hearing this, and there was no response or answer.

"Then what should we do? We can't just let Fellow Daoist Huayou really be in the monster tide..."

"Someone come and save our captain!"

Huayou's face was stained with blood.

His hands turned into sharp claws, and he stabbed the monster's huge body with each strike.

There were countless wounds on her body, and her blood flowed onto the blood-soaked purple-red ground.

She could feel her soul being eroded by evil spirits, which invaded her body and disintegrated her flesh and blood.

Let her spiritual power dissipate little by little.

A wolf shadow appeared behind Hua You, with a dazzling light emanating from its chest, which was particularly conspicuous on the battlefield full of monsters.

The disciples who were on the city wall resisting the monsters' attack looked over, and some of them suddenly burst into tears.

They could all see the huge wolf shadow behind Hua You. That was her trump card. Every time she came to support, the wolf shadow would enter first.

They will feel safe and secure because of Wolf Shadow.

But now, this man used the Wolf Shadow secret technique in the monster tide, and the Wolf Shadow galloped on the battlefield.

Her heart was shining brightly, a last glimmer of light.

The light gradually dimmed, dissipating the last bit of residual heat.

This time, no one came to rescue her.

Because that person is no longer here.

Hua You's vision blurred, and she suddenly thought of the person who appeared in front of her, smiling and saying, "I'm sorry to have dissipated your wolf shadow, but you can keep it for next time, and don't use it this time."

Those were the last words Xie Tingyu said to her.

A tear escaped from my eyes and slid down my cheek.

It dripped onto the body of a monster.

A tentacle suddenly pierced her heart, and Hua You was hung on the tentacle and swung back and forth, blood flowing down the tentacle, her pupils dilated and lifeless.

When Xie Tingyu arrived, he only saw a piece of clothing.

In the end, not even a bit of blood or flesh was left of Hua You.

Xie Tingyu suddenly laughed and felt a pain in his heart.

"This traitor, let him be called a traitor."