Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 353 Demon Nest
The monks of the Mo family practiced sound killing intensively on weekdays. When they saw Xia He killing with sound waves, they didn't take it seriously. The magic weapon, countless sound waves are generated out of thin air, and aggregated into a huge cloud, blocking the sound waves that Xia He killed.

Seeing the sound waves rising all over the sky, Xia He snorted coldly, and slapped the Tianmoqin heavily with his palm. The sound of the piano flying into the crowd suddenly became violent, and the sound waves became more condensed. The sound waves from dozens of Mojia Yinxiu , in front of Qinyin, like cotton tofu, was pierced easily, and Qinyin drove straight in, passing a layer of blood mist among the monks along the way.

When the sound waves dissipated, dozens of sound cultivators in the Mo family fell to and fro, and most of them were seriously injured. Only a few Jindan cultivators with advanced cultivation bases could still resist the sound waves' attack and raised their magic weapons to counterattack Xiahe.

Xia He saw that these monks of the Mo family were at the end of their battles. Mo Fenggu, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, also died under his hands. At that time, Xia He was just a monk who had just entered the Nascent Soul. Cultivation level, against dozens of monks from aristocratic families, among which there are less than ten golden cores, if he can't easily win, Xia He's years of cultivation will be in vain.

Mo Changqi's ears were buzzing, knowing that he had been hurt by Xia He's piano sound, he was horrified. When this kid was in Sifang Xianzong, although he was a genius, everyone didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was just the prettiest among children. Thinking that after this person betrayed the sect, he seemed to be reborn from the ashes, showing shocking power, not only killing their ancestors, but also breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage with ease, and now he can easily defeat them all Clan, such an enemy is simply terrifying.

Xia He looked at these people indifferently. Once upon a time, the head of the Mo family was the one he looked up to, but now, people like Mo Changqi are no different from ants in his eyes. Killed a dozen.

Thinking of this, Xia He waved his hands in displeasure, "I still have something to do, I don't have time to entangle you, so I'll send you on your way."

As soon as Xia He raised his hand, the chaotic demonic energy condensed into a huge palm, and he slapped violently at the crowd of Mo family monks, only to hear the pained cries one after another, and the corpses of the dead monks kept falling from the sky, Mo Changqi and others People know that they can't resist, so the imperial envoy's magic weapon flies back quickly. The giant chaotic palm is very fast, faster than the full-speed light escape of the golden core monks. .

Xia He watched the people under his hands die one after another with a blank face, and suddenly saw the familiar Mo Qingchen in the crowd, his heart moved, his palm shifted slightly, and he missed the woman from between his fingers, and then put more force on his palm, knocking out all the others. Everyone was killed.

Mo Changqi's bronze drum was pinched into a copper block by the giant palm, and then Xia He turned his palm into a finger, stabbing Mo Changqi to death with one index finger, and then the giant grasped by the chaotic devil gas grasped Mo Qingchen, suspended in the air steadily.

Mo Qingchen looked at Xia He with hatred in his eyes, "Xia He, you bastard, you are completely devoid of conscience for killing all of my Mo clan, you'd better kill me now, as long as I'm still alive, you must pay me back." You avenge blood and blood."

Xia He laughed, "Well, I'll wait for you to come to me for revenge. Your aptitude is mediocre. Back then on Tianqiang Peak, you and I were in the same realm, but now I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you're still at the early stage of Golden Core. , even if you let go and chase after me, you will never be able to catch up with me for the rest of your life, as for revenge or something, you can only think about it in your dreams."

Xia He's sarcasm made Mo Qingchen close his eyes in pain, and Xia He's cruel words continued, "Now the Mo family has been completely wiped out by me. What can you do if you are left alone? Here's an idea, isn't your old lover Gong Langxie flourishing in the Sifang Immortal Sect, you can find his way, maybe you can have some hope."

After Xia He finished speaking, without hesitation, he let go of his palm and let Mo Qingchen fall freely. Seeing Mo Qingchen's imperial emissary fly away, Xia He sighed a long time.

Ma Tengkong walked to Xia He's side, without saying anything, he just reminded, "Fellow Daoist Xia, is it time to go?"

Xia He nodded, "Yes."

The new world ushered in the flames of war again. At the beginning, Sifang Xianzong, Tumu Tianbao and Xuanyin Sect divided up the Quartet, and once maintained a brief peace. However, as Sifang Xianzong and Tumu Tianbao regrouped, they struck again. It exploded, and there has been no rest since then.

Now, Suzaku Yuzong Yin Shizong was killed, and the five holy masters who came suddenly received the full strength of Xuanyin Sect. After being demonized, Yin Xiu became stronger. The monks in the two directions are not afraid of the two behemoths, Sifang Xianzong and Tumu Tianbao.

When Xia He and others came to the new world, what they saw was the devastated land of war. They took the road from the north as usual. When they passed Diaoyu City, Xia He felt sad. The war department of Jianling took over here. Although Gongyang Qianruo tried his best to fight for it, Diaoyu City still fell into the hands of Dongjianling under the compromise of old man Mojing.

As for King Xiangxue, this is a standard hero. Seeing that Xiahe and Gongyang Qianruo had become a thing of the past, he resolutely rejoined the sect and worshiped under the leadership of Dongjian. The Ministry has already occupied a small part of the power of Dong Jianling, becoming the third force besides Wen Tianshu and Leng Xuanyu.

Everything has changed beyond recognition, Xia He has no interest in visiting his hometown anymore, and he and Ma Tengkong walked all the way to the area where the Sifang Xianzong and the five holy masters fought.

Both of them are Nascent Soul cultivators, hidden high in the sky, and the people fighting below can't notice them at all. The ones with the highest cultivation level on the battlefield are only Jindan warriors. Fighting, corpses fall every moment.

The battle department of the Sifang Xianzong is mainly based on sword repair, with weapon repair and magic repair as auxiliary. Sword light magic weapons and spells fly out one after another, forming overlapping waves of attacks. Not only has the strength doubled, but the yin gods of the imperial envoys have become more vicious and tyrannical. Although the number of people is not as large as that of the Sifang Xianzong's war department, they have not lost the wind in the fight. The most terrifying thing is that every demon cultivator who died in battle, fell Immediately after that, he stood up, turned into a corpse-like existence, and continued to attack Sifang Xianzong.

Looking at the entire battlefield, Xia He was surprised by two things. First, the distribution of Sifang Xianzong's war department members, the proportion of sword repairers is getting bigger and bigger. It seems that since Wen Gongdao came to power, the inclination towards the East Sword Leader has become more and more serious , The rich resources produced in the new world are all used to develop the strength of the sword cultivator. If things go on like this, the weapon cultivator and the law cultivator can only become vassals.

Second, the strength of demonizing Yin Xiu has become stronger and stronger. At the beginning, Suzaku Yuzong led the Yin Xiu lineage to stand on his own, with a quarter of the power of Tumu Tianbao, he survived in the cracks, relying on the strength of Suzaku Yuzong Yuanying's later stage, Only in order to maintain a fragile balance, in fact, the strength of the middle and bottom layers of Xuanyin Sect is far inferior to the other two sects.

But this meeting, the power of Yin cultivators after being demonized is much stronger, and the number of Golden Core cultivators in the middle ranks has increased several times. Moxiu can be resurrected from the dead, become a corpse-like existence, and rejoin the battle, which is almost a heaven-defying spell.

Xia He looked at everything in front of him, smiled and said to Ma Tengkong, "Fellow Daoist Ma, the five Holy Masters are very good at breaking up and absorbing the Xuanyin Sect in a short period of time, and they have grown to where they are today. They really cannot be underestimated. "

Ma Tengkong seemed to be a little worried. Originally, he was the only one in the world of cultivating demons. Although he was under a lot of pressure, Ma Tengkong was the only demon master. But now the demon masters have taken action one after another, and powerful apostles of the demonic way are emerging one after another. , Many people have already surpassed Ma Tengkong, Ma Tengkong has been worried about his status these days.

Everything in front of him revealed the mighty strength of the five great sage masters. There were hundreds of Golden Core warriors fighting on the battlefield, while Ma Tengkong had only a dozen Golden Core Demon Cultivators under him. In comparison, Ma Tengkong was simply Weak power.

Thinking of his difficult situation, Ma Tengkong subconsciously glanced at Xia He next to him. Right now, this old fellow student is the last force he can grasp, and he can spend more time in the future to win him over.

Xia He and Ma Tengkong walked together, and went deep into the east and west where the five holy masters were entrenched. They saw that the power of the original Xuanyin sect had all changed hands, and under the governance of the holy masters, the east and west were prosperous, and there was no such thing as the legendary demon realm. of eerie.

Along the way, Ma Tengkong's expression became more and more serious. After what he saw and heard these days, he already knew that the strength of the five holy masters was far more than ten times that of his subordinates. Now he has no illusions about winning the high position. The only hope is It is that the ranking in the future will not be low, but soon, Ma Tengkong knows that even this hope is a luxury.

One day, Xia He and Ma Tengkong were flying in the sky when suddenly five huge pillars of air rose up all around them. The pillars of air were all composed of pure and strong magic energy. The five pillars of air stood around the two of them, preventing them from moving forward Road with side flash.

Sensing the tyrannical aura in those magic energy pillars, Xia He nodded slightly. The strength of these people was only higher than him. Among them, the one at the source of the magic energy pillar in front was the strongest, and even Xia He was thrilled. Feeling, knowing that this person must be the mysterious Great Holy Lord.

Ma Tengkong on the side was already speechless in horror. If Xia He could calmly estimate the gap between the enemy and ourselves, Ma Tengkong was already intimidated by these five powerful forces and could not move. None of the five are opponents.

(End of this chapter)