Fu Canglu

Chapter 540 Slaying the Demon
In the Daji Mountains, the sky and the earth seemed to be silent for a moment.

Outside the battle situation, the purple-robed great master kept his eyes fixed on the direction of Liangjia City.

It is actually very difficult to kill a master.

It depends on whether the master is willing to die.

If the Grandmaster is unwilling to die, he will try his best to exhaust all his vitality, the iron cavalry will not be able to catch up, and the siege can be broken through. Unless a practitioner stronger than him takes action and intercepts him, otherwise he wants to kill him. A master needs to pay a great price.

Back then, Liu Chanqi, who was half a master, had already caused the Northern Wei Dynasty a lot of headaches.

The white-robed old fox relied on his vajra physique, and he was able to do a job with ease in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Every year he went to Luoyang to plant red lotuses. Senluo Dao dispatched countless manpower, but he was still unable to trace his erratic whereabouts.

But the battlefield is different.

On the battlefield, there is no retreat.

The master has no way to retreat, he can only fight, and when he is exhausted, he can only die.

Of course Xuan Shangyu knew this truth.

So to kill Xi Yao, the first thing to do is to block her retreat.

Is 20 beasts from the Western Regions enough?
not enough.

Zipao knew better than anyone how terrifying that Shan Hai Jing was.

The Maharaja of the Western Regions is a legend and myth in ancient times, and the four great sages are just playthings of the Maharaja.

The same is true of the Shan Hai Jing.

Overwhelming.

Split mountains and fill seas.

No matter how one understands the literal meaning of Shan Hai Jing, this is always a realm beyond the reach of manpower, and the two characters of human and immortal are separated by heaven.

Hope is beyond reach.

Xuan Shangyu had roughly guessed how much killing power Xi Yao could unleash after activating the Shan Hai Jing.

But he never thought that in just an instant, the tens of thousands of horses in the Sixteen Character Battalion were slaughtered until their livers were burned.

That moment of detonation.

Like the echo between blood vessels.

When the thing held by the supreme maharaja of the monster clan was opened after countless reincarnations, Ma Jun under the seat of the sixteen-character camp could not resist this coercion in his blood, he could only surrender.

But surrendering to the extreme, pressing the head to the ground, is still not enough, and there is only death.

Those mounts that the Sixteen Character Camp is proud of, after surrendering, the blood in their bodies was instantly ignited by the Maharaja's Mountain and Sea Classics, boiling, and before it even had time to burn, it exploded suddenly, and exploded together with the horse's body , countless corpses dyed the pale plain in front of the Euphorbia Mountains red.

A blood mist rises.

This meant that the sixteen-character battalion, which was invincible in land warfare, lost the ability to charge.

For Xuanshangyu, who is outside the battlefield and has withdrawn at this moment, completely like an outsider, it means another thing.

If you don't restrict Xi Yao's Shan Hai Jing.

Then all the horses in the Northern Wei Dynasty will submit to the majesty's light, and be detonated by the Western Demon one by one!
Since then, the Northern Wei Dynasty has no cavalry!
The iron cavalry outside Liangjia City immediately reined in their pace and switched to infantry charging forward. The spearmen advanced, and the fastest crossbow battalion got off their horses. They charged up their crossbow arrows and aimed them at the sky. peripheral.

Over the years, Sen Luo Dao in the Northern Wei Dynasty had two well-known plans.

One is the Demon Killing Project, and the other is the God Hunting Project.

Sen Luodao of the Northern Wei Dynasty, while slaughtering demons, captured talented practitioners at the same time, and constantly expanded himself.

Under the management of the Zipao Great Master, Sen Luo Dao gradually turned underground, and all he did were those things that could not be seen by others.

In the hundred thousand li futu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Xuan Shangyu could do anything he wanted.

Yan Xiaoqi, who was standing beside him, saw the scene outside the Daji Mountains with his gaze slightly fixed.

Xi Yao's Classic of Mountains and Seas was imprisoned by Jiang Qingyi.

She said softly, "Xi Yao has taken the bait."

Yan Xiaoqi gently rolled up his sleeves, looked at the blood snake on his wrist, and murmured: "I borrowed half of my cultivation base to Jiang Qingyi, he wants to fight Xi Yao to the death, these things Cultivation, at least able to survive ten breaths."

The purple-robed master nodded.

He raised his sleeves and made a magnificent movement of raising his sleeves. After raising his sleeves, the token bells on the side of his waist trembled at almost the same time among the members of the Senluo Dao who were hiding in the Daji Mountains.

Kill the devil.

Kill God.

Slayer.

These three words slowly floated in Xuan Shangyu's mind.

He said indifferently and ruthlessly: "Slayer the monster."

After Jiang Qingyi yelled out the last word hoarsely, Xi Yao turned around suddenly, and the sound of howling and dense wind came from his ears, and countless arrow clusters poured from the sky above Liangjia City, and then fell, nailing the ground all over the place.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but found that Jiang Qingyi, who was in red armor, was gnashing his teeth and refused to let go. The scholar's hands were too strong, and he clenched his wrists tightly, with golden and iron sounds intertwined.

Xi Yao frowned, and saw a flash of blood red in Jiang Qingyi's pupils.

Is this enchanted?
No wonder there is such terrifying strength.

She snorted, and gently pushed her palm on Jiang Qingyi's chest, using it as a wall, trying to pull out the palm that was inserted into Jiang Qingyi's heart, but was unexpectedly sucked by the wall , the whole person was unable to move.

The rain of arrows behind him has already fallen.

unavoidable.

The intertwined sound of tinkling gold and iron.

With Xi Yao as the center, a flame of nothingness burst out suddenly, expanding into a large upside down bowl with a radius of ten feet.

On Jiang Qingyi's red armor, flames of nothingness flowed.

The man seemed unaware of pain.

He still tightly grasped Xi Yao's wrist with both hands, gritted his teeth and said: "You villain, you are mean, despicable and shameless, you killed Xiguan [-] brothers, have you ever thought that you will have today?"

Xi Yao looked at Jiang Qingyi indifferently, turning a deaf ear.

She said softly: "Ridiculous. Absurd."

"There are winners and losers in a military strategist, and life and death in the battlefield."

"You have killed so many monster races in my Western Regions, is it possible that you are the only one who can kill people and I can't?"

Xi Yao sneered.

Her Vermilion Bird Void Flame kept bursting out, her complexion was gloomy and cold, and the arrows rained down the sky. To her, these arrows were nothing more than flies shaking a big tree.

Ridiculous.

What made her feel troublesome was the man in red armor in front of her.

This scholar who had never been killed when we met last time has improved so fast, especially his physique. It should be because he got a chance after being enchanted, maybe he swallowed the spirit of His Highness Sen Luo Dao. Blood.

His own deficiency inflammation has been unable to do anything to him.

The red armor seems to be a battle armor custom-made for him by Xuan Shangyu, the master of the purple robe. As for the talisman on the red armor, it depicts the outline of the phoenix chick, which is the mysterious blessing of the purple robe.

The purpose of this red armor is to integrate Jiang Qingyi's devil blood into his heart.

All I have to do is reach out and dig out my heart.

Liang Liang thought calmly, the red-armored man in front of him could only survive dozens of breaths at most, and after dozens of breaths passed, he could take the heart with half of the scriptures wrapped around it, and then he could return from the Daji Mountains. Looting, then killing the beast horde, and returning to Bachi Mountain, it is easy to wipe out the remaining evils.

This storm can be calmed down.

The rain of arrows did not stop.

The man in the red armor opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Liang Liang looked at him, and didn't mind spending more time with him.

Jiang Qingyi opened his mouth for a long time, and finally uttered a word in a trembling voice.

"Yes"

"There are winners and losers in military strategists, life and death on the battlefield."

"I killed the monster clan of the Western Regions and fought to the border of the Western Regions, so...you killed Ren Pingsheng and slaughtered the Western Barrier."

His voice was a bit bleak, and every word was heartbreaking: "But have you ever thought that you will also be reduced to the point where you are now alone?"

Jiang Qingyi gritted his teeth and smiled. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the tide of monster beasts who were standing still several miles away, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "How does it feel to be betrayed?"

Liang Liang was unmoved, and said softly, "I don't need them."

"Heh, you don't need them." Jiang Qingyi lowered his eyebrows and smiled, there were talismans flowing on the red armor, and the sound of the phoenix chick's chirping and flapping its wings was trembling.

"If you were in the South China Sea, maybe I would really believe you if you said these words." Jiang Qingyi smiled miserably: "I believe that you are a cultivator with the same focus as the other four evildoers. You are lonely and arrogant!"

He raised his brows suddenly, and cursed loudly: "You are just a shameless woman with despicable means and lowly deeds!"

Liang Liang frowned, squinting at Jiang Qingyi.

Jiang Qingyi drank loudly, his veins bulging: "Wang Zhan is a majestic teacher!"

"You and I!"

"If there is a confrontation between people and horses, there will be a wave of 20 beasts from the monster clan, and I, Jiang Qingyi, only have [-] under my command! How can I be afraid of you!"

Xi Yao didn't speak.

She thought it was ridiculous.

Soldiers never tire of deceit.

This scholar committed a crime by himself, and led half of the Sixteen-character Battalion in the West Barrier to chase and kill him. He entered the border of the Western Regions and was swallowed up by him. Now he actually blames himself for his despicable methods?
Liang Liang's fingertips felt a little.

She clenched the heart that was beating like a drum of war, sensing the furious emotion of the owner of the heart.

She was extremely calm, even a little indifferent.

Jiang Qingyi laughed loudly, and coughed up a big mouthful of blood. His body couldn't last long, and every breath he took now was exhausting his own energy.

His hands were no longer holding Xi Yao's, but were pressing on her shoulders.

As if Ren Ping was going to die, he knocked his chin on Xi Yao's shoulder.

His pupils were a little dilated.

Among the mountains and plains of the Daji Mountains, one after another black robes are constantly jumping and darting.

Jiang Qingyi said with blood on his lips and teeth: "It doesn't matter. You and I are both going to die."

Xi Yao was noncommittal.

Jiang Qingyi smiled softly, put his hands on Xi Yao's shoulders, and prepared to burn everything.

Xi Yao, who could pull his heart out with just a pull of his hand, stopped at this moment.

Liang Liang frowned.

She suddenly thought of one thing.

She seemed to understand why Jiang Qingyi scolded herself so angrily.

Then she said casually: "I didn't plant Fengchu's monster Gu."

In a word, like thunder.

Jiang Qingyi narrowed his pupils and looked at Xi Yao.

Xi Yao slowly withdrew his hand.

She didn't move the heart that was beating like a drum.

The talisman that was originally entangled in Jiang Qingyi's heart and wandered like thunder, jumped a few times at this moment, and disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Qingyi lowered his head slowly, looking at his chest, the exposed heart, under the healing function of Yan Xiaoqi's demon blood, began to exert a great healing effect, and the flesh and blood regenerated to make up for the injury.

"There is no Fucang record here." Xi Yao pulled his hand indifferently, and there was no regret in his tone, just a hint of joke: "What Zipao said is false."

Jiang Qingyi's mind was like a bolt from the blue.

fake.

Half of the scriptures are fake, and it is also fake for Xi Yao to cast a gu on herself.

all fake.

(End of this chapter)