The black mist spread across the mountains, enveloping the lifeless, blood-red aura. Mu Dong did his utmost to maintain the barrier and protect the safety of the people.
Li Jiang had been slaying demon soldiers outside, and her sword was stained with blood, but it wasn't red; it was the unique black blood of the demon race.
After killing several more demon soldiers, the cold sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and even his palm throbbed with pain.
He looked up at Qi Changfeng in the air, his gaze falling on the Dragon Fang Sword in Qi Changfeng's hand, and he was greatly surprised.
His master used the Dragon Fang Sword very rarely. In fact, he had almost never seen his master use it in a fight. He vaguely remembered his master explaining to him that the Dragon Fang Sword was too murderous and not meant for righteous people, as it might be detrimental to cultivation. However, this was only directed at those with low cultivation or those who were extreme in the righteous path. At his master's level, he could control the Dragon Fang Sword and use it for his own purposes.
But a divine weapon is still a divine weapon. It commands all swords under heaven, and its sword energy soars to the sky. The ferocity it exudes is enough to make ordinary swords feel fear and panic, and even cause them to retreat and commit suicide in the face of battle.
Li Jiang lowered his eyes to look at the sword in his hand. Although his Junyan sword was not an extremely valuable treasure, it was forged from the millennia-old ice of Yujia Snow Mountain and was extremely powerful. However, it trembled slightly under the killing intent of the Dragon Fang sword, which showed the power of the Dragon Fang.
With a flick of her sword, the wave of energy instantly severed Zhou Xiaotong's arm. She clutched her wound, her eyes wide with rage, her expression utterly distorted.
Qi Changfeng stared coldly at her. His clean white clothes were now stained with black blood, but his aura remained undiminished. He pressed down on Zhou Xiaotong with immense pressure, forcing her to kneel on both knees and unable to straighten up.
A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Zhou Xiaotong's mouth. She raised her hand to wipe it away, her expression growing increasingly excited.
From the moment she left until now, she has been in a state of frenzy, seemingly without pain or sensation, unaware of the meaning of death.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting Zhou Xiaotong right on the head. However, instead of being split in two, her eyes gradually darkened, demonic patterns appeared on her face, and her severed arm grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qi Changfeng's cold eyes were sharp, and he wanted to give her another sword strike, but he saw that after the new arm grew back intact, three more arms sprouted from the shoulder bone. The arms tore through the flesh, and the sound of flesh breaking was chilling.
In an instant, a new species resembling a humanoid spider appeared before everyone's eyes. The people inside the barrier looked at Zhou Xiaotong in horror, their pupils constricting, as if they had seen a ghost—no, even more terrifying than a ghost.
Mu Dong, however, showed an expression of extreme disgust, "Ugh, how disgusting."
Miao'er agreed, "It really is disgusting."
Yuan Xiu nodded and said, "Miao'er is right, it's disgusting."
Li Jiang's gaze swept over Zhou Xiaotong, and his face suddenly darkened, but what surprised him even more was yet to come.
The eight hands grew and transformed, conjuring all sorts of magical artifacts: the Dream Lotus Lantern of the Floating Life Pavilion disciples, longswords and cold spears, Yan Luo's wooden fan, and even his master's Dragon Fang Sword.
The design is incredibly lifelike, exactly the same as the real thing, and the aura emanating from the artifact is even more powerful than the real thing.
The only difference is that those magical artifacts contain a strong baleful aura and a sinister death aura, making them more powerful in killing. Apart from the Dragon Fang Sword, the other swords, blades, and lotus lanterns all belong to righteous cultivators. Once they are soaked in blood and yin energy, they become cruel, violent, and extremely fierce.
Li Jiang suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Qi Changfeng, saying, "Master, Yin Luosha is so strange, you must be careful!"
Qi Changfeng didn't turn around, revealing a mocking smile, "What Yin Rakshasa? I think it's just an ugly spider. I don't even consider it a threat."
These words struck a nerve with Zhou Xiaotong. She hated being judged for her appearance, and immediately her eyes widened in anger, veins bulging, as she shouted, "You dare say I'm ugly? I'll kill you!"
The eight claws immediately swung and charged towards Qi Changfeng, unleashing one magical weapon after another, black spiritual energy mixed with terrifying pressure attacking Qi Changfeng.
Although Qi Changfeng spoke sarcastically, his eyes were cold and devoid of warmth, and his attacks were ruthless and left no room for mercy.
Having roamed the human realm for many years, he naturally knew the method of cultivating Yin Rakshasa. It was a monster built up from the spiritual power and souls of countless people. Those who were devoured by her had their souls destroyed and their bodies turned to ashes, never to have another chance to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
How could Qi Changfeng, the leader of the Qingyun Sect and a practitioner of righteous virtues, let such a cruel and heinous act go unpunished?
The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became, and he became even more ruthless, forcing Zhou Xiaotong to retreat repeatedly.
Seeing this, Yan Luo, who was fighting the Grand Tutor in the distance, frowned. If Qi Changfeng succeeded, wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?
Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her hand and conjured a star chart. As the starlight shone brightly, she suddenly exerted her strength, knocking the Grand Tutor back dozens of meters with a single palm strike. Then she flew to Zhou Xiaotong's side, still manipulating the star chart in her hand, and unleashed Zhou Xiaotong's immense power.
The six-pointed star imprint in Zhou Xiaotong's soul shone brightly, taking control of his consciousness. Under Yan Luo's command, his body was filled with murderous aura and yin energy soared to the sky. The thunder became even more deafening, and dozens of lightning bolts instantly struck the ground from the vortex, causing the earth to tremble violently and crack open countless ravines.
Qi Changfeng lowered his eyes to look at the ground, and the next moment his pupils shrank, and his face immediately darkened.
The ravines grew deeper and deeper, expanding outwards in all directions. Suddenly, a chilling scream reached everyone's ears.
The sound came intermittently from underground, growing ever closer, as if summoned by some unknown force, a malevolent spirit emerging from the depths of the earth to kill and plunder, filling one with dread and unease.
The ground shook violently, even the barrier trembled. Mu Dong quickly covered his hands to reinforce the barrier, but the ground was unstable and his body was unsteady. He immediately shouted, "Miss Miao'er, Young Master Yuanxiu, come and help me!"
Upon hearing this, Miao'er and Yuan Xiu quickly joined him in reinforcing the barrier, but the next moment they heard someone shout, "What is that? How terrifying!"
Mu Dong and the other two immediately looked over and saw that the crack in the ground had been violently pushed open by something, with a fierce wind, swirling sand and stones, and flying yellow dust, creating a gray haze.
The next moment, the thing burst out of the diagram, and with a wave of its thick, beast-like arm, it pressed countless demonic soldiers under its palm.
It could no longer be called a hand, but a claw, with five sharp, strong claws that could cause the ground to collapse several meters deep with a single strike.
It slowly stood up, supporting itself on its two claws. After seeing its full appearance, everyone gasped in shock.
The monster was over ten meters tall, with three heads and a long tail. It had a beast's head and body, long and sharp fangs that were also highly poisonous, and a ferocious and terrifying face. When it roared, the earth would tremble.
Its scales are as hard as rock and unbreakable. It is likely that apart from sacred magical artifacts, ordinary swords and knives would be unable to harm it in the slightest.
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