Quick Transmigration: Have resentment?Crazy criticize the ancestors to help you counterattack

Chapter 1973 Forced Force
When Lianyi accepted this task, she knew clearly that her role was to stabilize the current balance between Taoism and demons, so as soon as she appeared, she decisively killed the three Mahayana masters of Taoism.

The battle between Taoism and Demonism is mainly a showdown of high-end combat power. She took action right from the start in order to save the Demonic Path from its decline. Only in this way can the Demonic Path avoid destruction.

Cen Zexi, who is the key to instigating the war between Taoism and Demons, is the high-level tasker. Her next task is to strangle the opponent, and only she can strangle the opponent.

As a fellow tasker, he must have a life-saving treasure, and the cultivators in this plane can indeed hurt him but cannot completely kill him. Only she can completely destroy the opponent, so she is forcing Cheng Mu to hand over the person, and the bargaining chip is the lives of all Taoist cultivators on the battlefield below.

Lianyi increased her pressure little by little, and the shadow of the Snow Moon Sword behind her became more and more solid, and the murderous aura on it was as real as substance. The cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage on the battlefield had already prostrated themselves on the ground, with only one breath left. As long as Lianyi increased her pressure a little more, she could kill these people.

The Taoist monks in the Nascent Soul stage were all affected by the murderous aura and went astray. Those above the Nascent Soul stage were not having it easy either. They all frantically practiced their internal skills to resist the pressure released by the ripples. Those with weak cultivation were bleeding from the mouth and nose and became extremely embarrassed.

Lianyi's red lips curled up slightly, revealing a cruel smile. Before Chengze could react, she pressed down with one hand, and the Divine Transformation cultivator on the battlefield instantly turned into meat paste, and even his soul was crushed.

"The next group to die will be your out-of-body cultivators."

Lianyi's cold and emotionless voice reached everyone's ears. At this moment, the entire Taoist-Demon battlefield was eerily quiet. Even the demon monks were quietly looking at Lianyi, who was like a god in the sky.

At this time, three Mahayana True Lords from the Taoist sect flashed to Cheng Mu's side, looking at Lian Yi with an inexplicably complex look in their eyes. The cultivation base of the three of them was in the early and middle stages of Mahayana, not as good as the three Taoist ancestors who were just killed. They came here just to share some of the pressure so that True Lord Cheng Mu could come up with a way to deal with it.

Cheng Mu was extremely anxious at this time, but he knew that they could not retreat at this time. If they retreated, they would always be suppressed by the Demon Sect.

Lianyi snorted coldly. These people were really unwilling to cry until they saw the coffin. This just gave her a reason to take action. So she raised her hand and a ball of fire shot out. The moment it fell into the battlefield, it split into countless sparks, and fell on the bodies of all the Taoist monks in the out-of-body stage on the battlefield like "fire trees and silver flowers". The next moment, these people turned into ashes.

This time, there was finally some movement from the Taoist side, and someone shouted:

"Ancestor, help!!!"

"Ancestor"

"Ah! No!"

Lian Yi continued without changing his expression:
"The next group to die will be your Void Refinement cultivators."

Lianyi's voice resounded throughout the sky again, like a devil's death-threatening voice, but this time no one would question her words.

"Demon Lord, are you really going to do this?"

Blood was oozing from the corners of Cheng Mu's lips, and he almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Lian Yi smiled sarcastically and said in a deep voice:

"What? Are you feeling bad now? I am just returning the favor. I will kill Taoist monks the same way you killed the Demon Sect monks! You killed several True Lords of the Demon Sect, and I will return the favor. You are the only ones allowed to kill people, but I am not allowed to fight back?

Do I need to tell you that in the world of cultivation, the strong are respected?
If you had any regard for me, you shouldn't have done something like destroying my Demon Sect's inheritance. When you had the idea of ​​destroying the Demon Sect, you should have known the consequences would be like this. But now you are asking me, isn't my answer obvious?"

After Lianyi finished speaking, his spiritual consciousness instantly turned into needles and pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Taoist monks in the Void Refinement Stage who were struggling to resist the pressure on the battlefield. Their sea of ​​consciousness was broken, and these monks fell from mid-air before they could even groan, completely losing their combat effectiveness.

Cheng Mu Zhenzun was greatly stimulated. With a flick of his finger, a fairy sword soared into the sky and attacked the phantom of the Snow Moon Knife in the air.

"Well done!"

Lian Yi's figure flashed and left the spot. The shadow of the Snow Moon Knife fell without hesitation and collided with the Immortal Sword. The two huge forces collided, and the energy wave generated almost destroyed the Taoist-Demon battlefield. When it was about to affect the rear of the surrounding Taoists and Demons, it was restricted in the Taoist-Demon battlefield by an unknown force and did not continue to spread.

Lianyi's figure appeared again. This time, the "Manjushage" had turned into dancing red petals, surrounding Lianyi's body, making her less sharp and more dreamy. However, no one on the battlefield dared to underestimate the bright and beautiful Demon Lord, who was a true god of killing.

Cheng Mu forced himself to swallow the blood in his throat and stared at Lian Yi with a gloomy look.

Lianyi's jade fingers gently picked up the flying red petals, and they gathered together in her hands, turning into a blooming Lycoris radiata. She smiled brightly and said:

"Chengmu, the next group to die are the cultivators in the Fusion Stage!"

"I hand it over!"

Cheng Mu could only utter these two words, because he knew that as long as he didn't let go, the Demon Lord would continue to kill, and she did what she said.

Lian Yi then stopped smiling and said coldly:

"You could have predicted the result long ago. Why did you delay? Instead, you sacrificed so many lives in vain. These people died because of your disciples. You must remember this."

Master Chengmu finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood. If Master Ruofeng beside him hadn't given him a hand, he would have almost fallen.

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Cheng Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and waved back. A moment later, a cultivator flashed to his side.

A golden light flashed in Lianyi's eyes and she frowned. These people were really interesting. They actually made a fake one to fool her. They really thought she was easy to fool.

"Cheng Mu, you are such a hypocrite. Do you think you can save your disciple by making a fake one?"

Lianyi was really angry. Just when she was about to use her ultimate move, she received a voice message from Duoduo:
"Master, Duoduo has successfully advanced to the eighth level and can come out to help you."

"All right! This is a good opportunity for you to consolidate your cultivation."

The next second, Duoduo emerged from the ground in the center of the battlefield, transformed into her true form, instantly tied up thirteen Taoist monks in the fusion stage on the battlefield, and began to devour their spiritual power.

"Stop it!!!"

Cheng Mu Zhenzun shouted.

"I said, hand over Cen Zexi, otherwise you will be the next to die."

Ripple said expressionlessly.

Cheng Mu Zhenzun knew that his plan to replace the original with the new one had failed, and now he could only hand over his disciple. He said coldly:

"Okay, you let them go, the people are already here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure appeared on the Taoist-Demon battlefield. It was Cen Zexi who went to provide support. He was dressed in a white robe and looked as graceful as an immortal, but the mixed aura around him betrayed his current situation.

Cen Zexi looked at the Demon Lord who appeared for the first time and felt a strong sense of crisis. He felt that he was being targeted.