Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Needless to say, the sudden appearance of music must be the work of three worms hiding in the dark of the Heavenly Palace.

Just this method alone was enough to make Yang Qian break out in a cold sweat.

After walking around the Three Finger Peak, Yang Qian found that except for him who was awakened by the Fate-Defying Knife and managed to escape, all the other demons, regardless of their level of cultivation, were trapped in the music and could not extricate themselves. And as the music changed, the situation became more and more dangerous.

Can it be saved?

Yang Qian was naturally prepared to rescue if he could. After all, no one knew what kind of trouble would arise later, and there was strength in numbers.

But now Yang Qian's soul-soothing method didn't work at all. Compared with Le Mingsheng's soul-soothing method, his soul-soothing method seemed too inferior.

After thinking it over, Yang Qian moved to the top of the Three Finger Peak, then stood with his eyes closed holding the Anti-Fate Sword. He spread out his mind and at the same time used the sword power of "Wan Duan", which he activated bit by bit to slowly cover the entire Three Finger Peak.

Fortunately, there was no mountain protection formation on the Three Finger Peak. It seemed that the King of the West was confident enough at the time and did not think that his temple would be attacked, which made it easy for Yang Qian's sword force to spread smoothly, otherwise it might have been blocked.

As if sensing Yang Qian's movements, the music in his ears began to become increasingly rapid.

The more urgent the music sounded, the more dangerous it was for the demon cultivators trapped in it. In just a short while, some demon cultivators with shallow cultivation had already begun to lose their minds and souls, and their souls began to turn upside down. If this continued, their souls would be scattered and they would die.

Yang Qian understood that he needed to race against time, but he also did not dare to rush. While concentrating his mind, he made sure step by step that his sword force could completely cover the Three Finger Peaks without leaving any space.

After an incense stick of time, Yang Qian suddenly began to swing the long sword in his hand, just like he was dancing with a sword, but every swing seemed to encounter some invisible and intangible resistance, and was cut off by his blade again and again.

As Yang Qian's long sword danced, the sword force covering the three finger peaks began to vibrate, and with Yang Qian as the center, the sword intent on the sword began to slowly spread out and merge into every part of the three finger peaks. At the same time, it was like an invisible short blade of a file, making a clicking sound and seemed to be cutting something.

Suddenly, Yang Qian's eyes opened wide, and the long sword in his hand strangely became blurry in his sight, as if it had melted into the fog.

"open!"

Yang Qian roared, and the sword intent on the long sword in his hand surged like a tiger swallowing the sun and tearing the moon. Amid the harsh sound, the originally incessant music also changed, from pleasant to like the roar of an animal, and the syllables began to become more and more rapid, even a little disrupted in rhythm.

With Yang Qian as the center, the entire area of ​​the Three Finger Peak covered by his sword energy also changed in the same way.

The music became more rapid and harsher, but also quickly became intermittent, as if something was pinching the throat.

Yang Qian's face showed a little more sneer, and at the same time he felt relieved. He had found a way to solve all these problems.

Everything is cut off under the power of the sword in "Wan Duan". That being said, whether or not you can find the target to cut off is another matter. Otherwise, no matter how sharp the sword is, it will be meaningless.

Fortunately, Yang Qian's spiritual perception was extraordinary, and as a martial artist, this was his means of making a living. Following the sound of the music in his ears and searching in the way that hurt his soul, he found his target in a short time.

Roxy!

Although it is neither a rule, nor an entity or energy, even Yang Qian doesn't know what to call this thing.

All he could find was a vague "feeling", and after trying it, he found that "Wan Duan" could really move a knife towards this vague feeling. Although the sound could not be isolated, Yang Qian did not have the ability to isolate the three finger peaks. But he could chop these sounds into pieces. Without the original music and rhythm, Yang Qian did not believe that it could still charm the mind.

Half an incense stick of time later, a voice full of fear and anger rang out from a hall somewhere on the Three Finger Peak. Judging from the momentum, it was definitely a powerful immortal who must have woken up from the music.

Once there was one, there would be two. More and more powerful people woke up from the music with the continuous shouts, the Immortal Lord, then the Immortal King, and then the Golden Immortal-level demon immortals also gradually broke away from the panic.

After breaking away, these immortals naturally immediately found Yang Qian, who was standing on the top of the mountain, swinging his long sword vigorously to continue cutting off the music. Although they could not understand what Yang Qian was doing, they could guess what he was doing.

The immortals who woke up in a panic worked together to repair the barrier, which completely blocked the sound that had been cut into pieces by Yang Qian's sword intent.

Perhaps it felt that it had no chance to take advantage of the situation. After the barrier was erected, the music quickly disappeared.

Coming and going are silent.

"Master Yang Dan, thank you so much for this time!"

"Master Alchemist has great powers. Today, we all have to accept Master Alchemist's great kindness!"

After a polite thank you, new things were put in front of the demon tribe. Previously, they thought about exploring slowly, dividing the benefits first, and taking steady steps without rushing. It seems that this is not feasible. Because although they were saved by Yang Qian this time, no one knows whether they will have such good luck next time.

Even if this horrifying music sounded again next time, how many people would be able to cheer up and get through it immediately without being disturbed? Even if they were at the level of Immortal Venerable, not everyone would have the confidence to do so.

So now, no matter how dazzling the treasures are, they can no longer restrain the demons' steps and minds.

For the first time in history, Yang Qian was actively invited by the demon tribe to attend a council meeting to discuss the next steps, and even Yang Qian's opinion became the most important reference.

The final result of the discussion was to use the Three Finger Peak as a bridgehead to create a closed settlement, leaving the tribesmen with low cultivation to guard here, while the rest continued to explore deeper.

And according to Yang Qian's idea, the next exploration target was initially set on the three heavens: Tielu Mountain, Sanxiantan, and Tianqu Palace.

But the question remains: how to get there.

Even Liu Yu, who claimed to be well-informed in the Heavenly Palace, did not know how to get to these three outer heavens. He also said that the number of immortals in the Heavenly Palace who knew how to get there could be counted on one hand.

But Liu Yu mentioned that the way to the outer world should not be opened by magic weapons or other tools, but by some kind of magic. Just like they opened the passage to the upper world from the middle domain.

"This is the residence of the King of the West, there should be some clues here. Have you immortals made any relevant discoveries in the past few days?"

Yang Qian didn't believe that there would be no clues to the residence of the great King of the West.

But all the immortals shook their heads.

One immortal was hesitant to speak, and finally bowed to Yang Qian and said, "Master Yang Dan, we found a special terrace on the cliff in the back mountain, called "Dengtian Terrace". There is also a stone tablet with no words on it. I wonder if this is relevant information?" (End of this chapter)