War
Cong Mo did not dare to delay and flew her sword to the highest mountain she had found yesterday. There was a magic circle she had arranged with talismans. She landed in the middle of the magic circle and sat cross-legged. Cong Mo closed her eyes and pointed her finger at her brow to draw out spiritual power. The spiritual power followed the direction of her finger and was introduced into the talisman in front of her. The talisman rose with the wind and emitted bursts of spiritual light. Then, all the talismans surrounding her flew into the air. The spiritual power spread from the first talisman to all of them, and all the talismans flashed with spiritual light.
Cong Mo opened his eyes, his pupils turned golden, and his lips opened and closed, "Open."
In an instant, the spiritual power in Mei's heart surged, the talisman floated, and the spiritual power quickly expanded outward with the power of the talisman, silently surrounding everything.
“Pah-dong-dong…Pah…”
Leng Can was having a sweet dream when he was suddenly woken up by a series of inconsiderate knocking sounds. The seat next to him had long since gone cold. Leng Can rubbed his messy hair, quickly got dressed, and went to open the door. "Huha... Who is it?"
In response to him, there were continuous roars, "Hiss..."
Leng Can's hand that was about to open the door paused, but he quickly came to his senses. He quickly retreated to the table and picked up the talisman and sword that Cong Mo had given him yesterday. He used his spiritual power to light the talisman, then returned to the door again, hid behind it, and counted down in his mind as he pulled the door open.
The people who broke in were Leng's father and mother, and his two younger brothers, but they looked no longer like ordinary people. Leng Can took advantage of the fact that they couldn't see him, went around them, kicked the door shut, kicked down the two kids, held them down and put talismans on their foreheads. The two little bodies began to twitch as the talismans took effect.
When Leng's father and mother heard the noise, they immediately turned around. Leng Can grabbed one arm each and pressed them onto the couch, then put a talisman on them.
Children only need one, adults need two. After the two younger brothers woke up, they were scared to see the cold look of their father and mother and started crying. After Leng Can scolded them for a few times, they held back their voices and hid behind him, not daring to move.
Leng's father and mother quickly regained consciousness, their eyes returning to normal. Leng Can helped them sit up and took their pulses. "It's okay. You haven't been zombies for long, so it won't cause too much damage to your bodies."
"What's wrong with us?" Leng's mother and father couldn't figure out the current situation. "Why are we in your room?"
When the two kids saw their mother and father talking normally, they all jumped into their arms.
Leng Can stood up, his expression serious, "You are fine, but it is very dangerous outside now."
"Muxue." He called softly, the sword in his hand vibrating, and soon a blue figure floated out, "Master."
Leng's father and mother had never seen such a thing before. They were so scared that they dared not move and almost fainted. However, the two younger brothers stopped crying and became bolder, poking Muxue's body with their hands.
"Two Fatty, Three Thin." Leng Can called them, "Come here."
The two younger brothers stood in front of him, and Leng Can patted their shoulders and said, "You are grown up now. You are men, not children anymore. You need to take on your responsibilities."
When the two younger brothers heard this, they immediately straightened their heads and chests, and said confidently, "We are men."
"Yes, you are men, so I will give you a task now." Leng Can chuckled, "I have to leave now. Dad and Mom need you to protect them, and Sister Muxue will help you. Can you do it?"
The two younger brothers looked at each other and said, "Okay!"
"That's good." Leng Can looked at his father and mother, "Dad, Mom, I'm worried about Xiaomo and Wuqingshan. I have to go back. Muxue is very powerful. She can protect you. Stay in the house and don't leave."
"Can'er, you've grown more than we thought. Your father and I are very pleased." Leng's mother stepped forward and hugged him, then quickly let go. "Be extremely careful. Be sure to bring Cong back with you."
"Master!" Mu Xue raised the necklace around her neck, "I will protect my parents. You must bring the master back!"
Leng Can pushed open the door and said, "Yeah."
He reinforced the door with a magic circle, and anxiously flew towards Wuqing Mountain on his sword.
At this time, the situation in front of Wuqing Mountain was not optimistic.
"Hand over the people from Wuqing Mountain! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" The Demon Lord led the Demon Realm and stood in front of Wuqing Mountain.
"Demon Lord, it's not that we don't want to hand it over, it's that they won't come out, and we have no choice." The sect leader led all the disciples and stood opposite them.
The Demon Lord was not forgiving. "If you can't hand it over by then, you will also have to pay for it."
The clan leader's face was grim, but he still maintained his dignity. "Then let's attack together and capture them."
The two sides surrounded Wuqing Mountain together. The Demon Lord gave the order, "Attack!"
“Wait!”
Before they even started, they heard a roar. An old man, sweating profusely, came out of Wuqing Mountain and said, "I'm here, take me away!"
"You alone are not enough." The Demon Lord said angrily, "There are three others."
"There are more than three people." The old man looked at her and chuckled, "Demon Lord, you don't know that everything I do is directed by someone behind the scenes."
"What does this mean?" The Demon Lord glanced at the Sect Master opposite him, "Could it be..."
"Stop talking nonsense," the Sect Master shouted, making her seem even more panicked. "Demon Lord, the culprit is someone from Wuqing Mountain. You know and have seen it all."
The disciples behind him responded one after another.
The Demon Lord wavered and said, "That's true, but..."
"Master, we can't be so treacherous!" The old man interrupted them. "Didn't you ask me to stir up trouble? Don't you want to conquer the Demon Realm and unify the world?"
The leader gritted his teeth and said, "Qingyi, shut up."
"Oh, you're so anxious! Didn't you say you'd let me be your deputy when the job was done? Now you want to throw me out and convict me. You can't be so unethical!" The old man shrugged, pointed at the Sect Master, and stared at the Demon Lord. "Demon Lord, look at her, does she look okay? Everything I said is true. Believe it or not, there's no point in killing the four of us. In the end, if we don't catch the real mastermind, the Demon Realm will still suffer. Think carefully about whether you should believe it or not. After all, killing ten thousand people by mistake is better than leaving behind disasters."
"Qingyi, do you want to die?" the sect leader asked anxiously, and then rushed towards him.
"I think you are guilty." The Demon Lord was faster than her. He stepped forward, grabbed her wrist and threw her back with force.
The Sect Master was caught off guard and bumped into the disciples, "Demon Master, you are being provoked."
"He's right. The Immortal Mountain has always been a threat to the Demon Realm." The Demon Lord raised his weapon. "We've fought for so long, it's time for a winner."
"kill!"
The master's hand turned into a sword, "Kill!"
Weapons were exchanged, and the two sides quickly engaged in a fight. The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them anymore, he waved behind him and said, "Yanhuo, let's go quickly and find Cong Mo."
Yanhuo carried the still unconscious man out on his back and asked, "Where is the master now?"
"I'll give him the antidote. It'll take him some time to wake up. Let's... go to the demon world first." An old man asked, "She should be there."
The three of them ran out quickly, but were stopped before they had gone far.
Elder Jian Yi and Elder Shu Yi led the other elders to surround them. "The Sect Master told us a long time ago to be careful of you. He told us to wait here, fearing you would cheat. And it turned out to be true. Qing Yi, you are such a mean person."
The old man's mind was in a mess, and he didn't want to pay attention to what he said. His injuries hadn't fully recovered yet, and it was really hard for him to deal with these elders. He drew his sword and protected Yan Huo and Xi. "I will lead the way, you go first. We must find Cong Mo and can't let her do anything stupid."
Fireworks nodded vigorously, "Yes."
"If you have the guts, defeat me!" Spiritual power overflowed from his brows, and the old man rushed forward, "Come on!"
For a moment, swords flashed, magic arrays reflected each other, and spiritual power and blood were intertwined.
Just when neither side was able to gain any advantage and the old man Qing Yi had a slight advantage and was about to open a path, the old man Jian Yi released many sword spirits, "Go, kill those two sword spirits."
"Fireworks! Be careful!" Just as the old man Qing Yi was about to turn around to stop it, he was stopped by a sword, which grazed his shoulder and cut a bloody wound. The elders blocked him, "You can't escape."
The old man was attacked from all sides and had no time to care about them. Yanhuo put down his staff and leaned against the tree, "Brother, wake up quickly."
He stood up and looked at the sword spirits that surrounded him. A sword appeared from the flames in his hand. "I won't let you succeed."
Various elements gathered together, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, vines grew, the sea roared, and disputes continued.
When Yan Huo regained consciousness, he saw a large amount of blood in front of him. Yan Huo was injured. Seeing Yan Huo regain consciousness, he shouted while fighting the enemy, "Brother, go to the Demon Realm and find the master. The master said that the master can't do anything stupid!"
"I understand." He was still a little dazed, only knowing that he needed to go find his junior sister. He supported himself against the tree and stood up, his legs still shaking. He had eaten a lot yesterday and swallowed even more drugs, so he couldn't recover for a while. "I'll go now."
As soon as he took a step out, he was pushed against the tree by a force. Before he could react, his neck was strangled. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the person strangling his neck was the Yaoshan disciple they had rescued.
His breathing was choked, his face gradually turned red, his body felt weak, and he had no strength at all. "Didn't I... save you? Why... do you want to kill me..."
"I want to live." The woman raised her hand and placed it on his heart. "Your spiritual power is very rare and has a strong recovery ability. I need a lot of your spiritual power to fill the void in me."
“…Ahhh…” The spiritual power was drained out, accompanied by unbearable pain. He raised his head, unable to breathe or resist, and could only let her do what she wanted.
"Brother!" Just as Yan Huo was about to move forward, a sword spirit rushed over, cut off his arm, and surrounded him, "Ah...Brother!"
"枂!" The old man was covered in blood and was being held tightly. He could only watch as his body was drained.
“Ahhh…”
“Senior Brother!”
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