Lord of the night.

Chapter 1314 The Night Devil’s Trap [Fourth Update!]

Fang Che thought about it and felt that this was really... feasible.

Jiu Ye also said that we should try our best to make the Solitary Orthodox Church successful, but success and great success are different.

There are three demons here. If three of them go back, it will be a great success. If two of them go back, it will be a great success. If one of them goes back, it will be a success.

Fang Che pondered in his heart.

"It doesn't matter whether the Evil Sword and the Yin Demon go back or not. But the Succubus needs to go back, otherwise Yan Nan might really get mad and hold her responsible..."

As he thought about it, he took out two pieces of divine formless jade and placed them in his palm.

Two pieces of jade are stacked together and held in the palm of your hand. They are warm, smooth and feel very good.

Fang Che played with it for a while before starting to input spiritual energy.

Useless.

Input the power of spiritual consciousness.

Useless.

Enter murderous intent.

It seems...some feeling?
Enter the evil spirit?

Suddenly...oh my god, I feel it.

Fang Che sat cross-legged, suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked in three directions ahead.

Directly in front of him, and in three directions, he felt a faint sensation.

It seemed like there was something over there that was responding to the call of the divine formless jade.

And over there, there was also a gloomy, vicious and murderous aura, responding faintly.

The two pieces of jade he had, one came from Sun Wutan, and the other came from the Blood Demon Lord; both were top demons; especially Wutan Sword Demon, who was the leader among them.

All the evil spirits were absorbed by Fang Che, and at this moment Fang Che's evil spirit was clearly at a high level.

The evil feeling coming from the opposite side is weaker.

Fang Che silently memorized the location.

Then his body crept upwards silently, and the bone fragments left after the breakthrough naturally remained in place.

Every time you go up a little, you'll get some old soil and the so-called "age" breath given by Feng Yun. In fact, it's just something that's completely rotten...

According to Feng Yun: If no one finds your hiding place, it's fine, but if someone finds it, there will definitely be a sense of energy. And the traces of countless years will further deepen their belief that "there is a great power inheritance here."

Therefore, fighting each other will become even more cruel.

What Feng Yun meant was: let it be, it doesn’t matter whether you discover it or not.

But in Fang Che's mind: How can I avoid being discovered?
That would have to cause a riot.

Fang Che would not feel sad if any of these people died.

So when he was near the ground, he ordered the Golden Horned Dragon to investigate and the area several hundred feet nearby was safe.

Then he concentrated all his strength, and with a loud bang, the entire area within a radius of thirty feet collapsed.

Then he immediately activated the Night Demon Art, transformed into smoke and soared into the sky, switching to the Nightmare Art in the middle. His soul fluctuated and he crossed seven hundred feet at the same time. After flashing a few more times, he was already dozens of miles away and got the direction, which was the place where the three demons were buried.

That is to say...the direction in which the Divine Formless Jade received the induction.

There was a bright flash before my eyes, which turned out to be a mountain stream.

Fang Che fell into the water silently, activated his water-controlling power, turned himself into water, and seeped deeply into the mud at the bottom of the water.

At the place where Fang Che had originally escaped...

Following the loud bang, thousands of figures flew over in an instant.

It was already bright daylight.

It is clear to see countless people coming towards us in the distance.

Liang Ziqing flew in the air like a big bird with her sleeves spread out.

"who!?"

With a bang, the space where Fang Che's spiritual consciousness fluctuations were left was shattered.

"Boss, what's going on?"

"There was a spiritual fluctuation here just now, but... he has already escaped. This person's cultivation is definitely not low!"

Liang Ziqing ordered: "Don't take it lightly."

"Yes."

A group of twenty-one people led their respective teams, with thousands of people, rushing towards the direction where Fang Che was shaking. In the entire 5,000-mile radius, Liang Ziqing's group was almost the most powerful one.

It was almost a rampage.

However, nothing is absolute.

A blurry figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, and with a flash of light, it swept through Liang Ziqing's team.

By the time Liang Ziqing and others discovered it, the shadow had already disappeared into the distance.

"Who is this?"

Liang Ziqing broke out in a cold sweat. This person appeared silently and left silently. The terrifying feeling made Liang Ziqing, an eighth-grade Saint Lord, feel his soul tremble.

There was a scream behind me.

Among the more than a thousand people who were following the large army, more than a hundred and fifty of them suddenly stopped abruptly, with despair in their eyes.

Then his body suddenly broke into pieces in the air.

The blood seemed to be concentrated in the air like a blood-colored firework, which suddenly exploded.

Scattered on the ground.

Apparently, the man just now attacked as he passed by, and one sword emitted thousands of sword energies, killing more than one hundred and fifty Saint Emperors, Saint Venerables, and Saint Kings!
Such power is simply unimaginable!
Liang Ziqing's eyes widened, and the blood in his body almost froze: "Who was that just now!?"

The twenty Saint Lord masters around him were usually the overlords of their respective regions, but at this moment, they all looked pale.

“I didn’t see it clearly at all.”

"At least he is in the top 20 of the Cloud Weapon Chart... Who is this great master?"

Everyone's faces turned pale and their bodies trembled a little.

The enemy just passed by, not even enough time to blink, and actually killed more than 150 masters. Then how many times can the enemy attack with the 2,400 people brought by me?

"Go. Get out of this place."

Liang Ziqing arranged: "Five of you are in the front, five of you are in the back, five of you are on the left, five of you are on the right, and I am in the middle. I have the highest cultivation level. This way, if any of you are in danger, I can provide support from the center."

Although everyone did as they were told, they were cursing in their hearts.

Damn it! You are clearly asking us all to protect you. No matter which direction you are attacked from, we can block it and then you can escape at the first opportunity...

This old bitch really thinks everyone is a fool. No wonder he was slapped in public by Rui Qianshan. It has to be said that he is really uncivilized.

Fortunately, as we moved forward, the blurry shadow never appeared again.

Ning Zaifei, who had taken action, was being reprimanded by Feng Yun: "Don't show off your fighting power too much! When you meet a Saint King, you must show that you are equally matched! Otherwise, what if your fighting power is too high and these people are scared away!"

Ning Zaifei had no choice but to lower his attack level a few levels again.

Just suppress your cultivation to the peak of Saint Venerable to kill people... it's almost enough anyway.

The place where Fang Che created the explosion was surrounded by a circle of two to three thousand corpses. There were also martial arts masters who kept coming and gathering in the middle, and those who were already in the front naturally would not give up their position. There were battles on all sides and people continued to die.

The sound of cursing was continuous and dense. At this moment, the private parts of everyone's mother and female family members present were greeted warmly by countless people.

The leaders of the largest forces have begun to use spiritual energy to turn over the soil on the ground.

When Liang Ziqing and others arrived, the impact of their spiritual power made everyone feel invincible and they all made way for them.

Liang Ziqing, dressed in black and masked, brought twenty black-dressed and masked saints directly to the front of the pit.

He didn't eat alone: ​​there was no need to eat alone since he hadn't seen anything.

Instead, they worked in tacit understanding and started cleaning the big hole without saying a word.

“There is new soil, but there is obviously old soil underneath.”

"There is still old soil underneath... There must be something here. Even if it is not the heritage ruins, there must be something else."

Many Saints worked together at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, they dug seventy or eighty feet and formed a large pit with a radius of more than ten feet.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky: "Guardian Southeast Order: You all came here to search for treasures and opportunities. Now that you are here, it is not appropriate to expel you. However, treasure hunting is treasure hunting, and opportunities are opportunities. Killing each other is prohibited!"

However, Xue Changqing's team also discovered the densely populated area here and issued a warning from a distance in the air.

"Ok."

Everyone agreed.

At the same time, they all spat in their hearts: These Guardians are really nosy! This is a martial arts operation, a martial arts matter, what does it have to do with you Guardians?
No killing each other? Isn't that nonsense?
How can it be called a treasure hunt without killing each other?

As for life...haha, don't talk about how much you guardians care about our lives. We don't appreciate your kindness.

I just like to kill people and steal treasures, so what? It's none of your business.

As for myself, I would like to die here, what do you care about me?

A dog chasing a mouse is meddling in other people's business!

This mentality is almost the common idea of ​​all the people in the martial arts world within a radius of 5,000 miles: My own business, my own life, my own battle, none of your guardian business!
Xue Changqing led the team to a lower altitude, about thirty or forty feet, and frowned as he said, "What could be here? Everyone, listen to my advice. This is a conspiracy by the Solitary Orthodox Church to awaken the blood spirit... If you stay here, you will fall into the Solitary Orthodox Church's trap and lose your life here in vain... Alas."

There was infinite helplessness in Xue Changqing's eyes: he knew that no one would listen to what he said.

No one will leave because of what you said.

He just felt it was a pity, it was really a pity, so many lives, hundreds of thousands or millions of masters...are they so worthless?
Xue Changqing's mentality now is somewhat similar to that of Dongfang Sansan before the revival of the Flying Bear God: although he knows that too many people in the world will not accept the guardian's recruitment, he still has the belief that "what if he can pull them over in the future".

There are so many crises. There are too many geniuses in the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Feng Yun and Ye Mo are too powerful. Xue Changqing is not sure in his heart, so he feels so distressed.

Hope to unite more forces.

This does not mean that Xue Changqing is really such a kind-hearted person.

He said this as a final effort.

But unfortunately, the people below all agreed: "Thank you for the reminder, Master Xue. We know what to do. If it is impossible, we will leave immediately."

Although this answer is respectful, it is also perfunctory to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)