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Chapter 279 Emei Disciples
Because of the main god's previous shielding, Zhang Qi did not feel anything unusual, so he was shocked when he saw the situation outside.

There was a blood-red moon above the sky, and the scarlet moonlight dyed everything blood-red.

The air was filled with the sickening smell of blood, and all around were scattered debris and dilapidated houses.

The blood-red humanoid monsters staggered among the ruins, and as if they had sensed the presence of living people, all of them looked over.

"what!!!"

Seeing this scene, the few newcomers who had just gone out were frightened, and some were so scared that they collapsed on the ground.

"My mental scan was blocked after about three kilometers. It seems there's a barrier here.

There's a fight going on about a kilometer to the east. I think they're Shushan disciples..."

Ignoring these newcomers, Zhang Jie pointed to the right and said, his expression also quite solemn.

After the last horror film, he continued to strengthen his mental power, which could cover half of the earth if accuracy was not taken into account.

But now, even if he concentrated his mental power, he was unable to break through this barrier. It was really unbelievable.

But that's not what's important right now...

"Okay, let's go take a look first..."

……

On the other side, in the forest
Several young men in Taoist robes stood in the air, their swords shining like rainbows and emitting cold light. The boundless sword force covered the space within a radius of hundreds of meters.

The sword light swayed and wandered with a unique rhythm, finally forming a mysterious formation.

In the center of the formation was a huge figure over ten meters tall, as if made of solidified blood.

His scarlet eyes flashed with cruelty, and with a wave of his hand, blood spilled all over the ground, turning everything around into a sea of ​​blood.

Countless monsters stood up above the sea of ​​blood, but were cut down by the sword energy the next moment.

However, the scattered bloody smell did not disappear, but instead dyed the sword energy red.

Looking at this scene, the young man in the lead had a very ugly expression on his face, because there would only be one result if he continued like this.

"Change the formation! Use the Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword!!"

Thinking of this, the young man hardened his heart and shouted to his fellow apprentice behind him.

"Brother Changqing, with our cultivation..."

The other disciples were stunned and then replied.

Their cultivation level is only at the foundation-building stage, and with a senior brother at the Golden Core stage, how can they use such a large formation?

"With the eight of us fighting with all our might, there's still a glimmer of hope...

Fellow junior brothers, we must fight against demons and defend the Way, so why should we care about our own lives? "

The man called Changqing shouted that the opponent was the Blood Demon's clone, and the Red Blood Soul Refining Formation had taken away the villager's blood and essence. If they continued to waste time, they would definitely be defeated.

If this continues, they might as well give it a try.

With the strength of the eight of them, they stepped on the eight trigrams and set up the Taiyi Fengguang Sword Formation.

This formation is deduced from the Eight Trigrams, from the Eight Trigrams, the Four Symbols, the Two Symbols, and finally to the Hunyuan Wuji.

Although their cultivation level couldn't even reach the Four Symbols Realm, it was enough to combine the strength of the eight of them and increase it several times.

But after that, they had no chance to fight anymore...

"Well said, slaying demons and defending the Way is the destiny of us Emei disciples."

"Let's fight him!!"

Hearing this, the other disciples also gritted their teeth and said.

"My fellow apprentice brothers, form a formation with me!!"

Li Changqing shouted angrily, turned around, stood in front, and raised the sword in his hand high.

The other disciples took their positions, and the boundless sword energy began to gather and converge on the long sword in Li Changqing's hand.

Then golden light emerged and turned into a golden air blade tens of meters long.

The air blade shot straight into the sky, blocking the bloody dark clouds and sweeping away the bloody smell around.

Then Li Changqing swung the sword down fiercely, and the sword blade cut through the sky, with the power to tear everything apart, and instantly slashed towards the Blood God clone.

With one blow, the blood-red figure was split in two. Not only that, but even the high mountains behind were not spared. Suddenly, huge rocks collapsed, revealing a canyon.

However, Li Changqing and the others who delivered this powerful blow did not have any smiles on their faces, but instead looked despair.

Because the Blood God's clone that was cut in half did not disappear, but turned into two smaller monsters.

The two monsters looked at Li Changqing and others with a playful look on their faces, as if they were laughing at their ignorance.

As long as the blood river is immortal, he will not die either. Even if it is just a clone, how can a golden elixir and a few foundation-building cultivators defeat him?
The next moment, the two blood gods waved their claws, and dozens of blood-colored sword auras attacked the people below.

Li Changqing took a deep breath, stood up with his sword, and assumed a fighting stance.

"Ha~"

Looking at Li Changqing, the monster showed a mocking expression on his face.

They are clearly no longer able to fight, but they still stubbornly resist. These famous and upright sects are all the same.

But it was precisely because of this that he could use the villagers as bait, lure these guys into the trap, and then slowly defeat those sects one by one.

"Don't panic, fellow Daoist! I'm here to help you!!"

However, at this moment, a majestic figure came from the other side.

Then a crystal-like wall appeared in front of Li Changqing and others, and directly bounced back the bright red sword energy.

Instantly, the offense and defense reversed, and dozens of blood-colored sword energies instantly hit the two Blood God clones...

"Ok?"

Li Changqing and others were stunned and turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound. They saw a tall figure wearing gorgeous golden armor slowly walking towards them.

"Heh~ You're just pretending! Come and experience the power of my Scarlet Blood Soul Refining Method!!"

Seeing this, the two Blood God clones snorted coldly and began to activate the formation.

The blood-red clouds grew thicker, directly blocking the moon. Without the only source of light, the surroundings suddenly became dark.

Then a boundless sea of ​​blood surged up around it, swallowing up everything around it.

The flowers and plants withered, the trees died, and the humanoid monsters from before turned into liquid and merged into the sea of ​​blood.

Countless ghosts were floating in the air. Because of their tragic deaths and the infection of the evil energy of the sea of ​​blood, these ghosts carried deep resentment.

But the next moment, these countless evil spirits were swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood, and there was a sign in that sea of ​​blood...

"What a vicious formation!"

Li Changqing's face turned pale when he saw this, and he realized that the other party was just teasing them before, just like a cat catching a mouse.

Even the other party's initial target was not just these small fry.

If his guess was correct, if it weren't for the golden-armored man causing trouble, the other party would have found an opportunity to let them go.

Afterwards, they will return to the sect to report the situation here and will definitely send out senior brothers in the Nascent Soul stage.

At that time, if the other party uses this kind of formation again...

"S..."

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Li Changqing's forehead.

The Yuanying stage is the backbone of each sect, and there are only ten of them in Emei.

If one is lost...

"Haha~"

The Blood God's clones merged into one again, standing on the sea of ​​blood, with his arms open, laughing wildly.

He could feel that the souls of those lives swallowed by the formation were struggling in pain, but could not find relief.

But these pains will become his food...

"A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, devouring souls and refining spirits!"

The voice of the Blood God's clone echoed in the formation, making people shudder.

The next moment, a seemingly boundless sea of ​​blood surged towards the figure in golden armor...

(End of this chapter)