Chapter 26 Two Principles (Part 2)

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All the cultivators in the Great Formation of the Beiheguan City were terrified the moment the Black Demon Flower appeared.

In particular, General Beiheguan's complexion changed drastically.

They didn't recognize what this strange plant was at first, but they all smelled a hint of danger.

At this time, Lu Qingshan, who also rushed to the Beiheguan city wall to check the situation, had a more solemn expression than the Beiheguan monk.

He recognized the three strange plants.

Not long ago, when he was attacking Feather Demon City, he had seen the Black Demon Flower.

This is the foundation of the Feather Demon City, which is comparable to the wonders of the human race's protective formation.

At that time, just one flower was enough to bring combat strength to Quan Yu Mocheng Moxiu.

The power it released made Lu Qingshan helpless for a while.

But at this moment, a total of three Black Demon Flowers appeared!

The three black magic flowers emitted a strong black light, which spread outwards suddenly.

In just the blink of an eye, the black light has already enveloped the more than 3,000 seventh-rank demon cultivators.

Visible to the naked eye, after being shrouded in black light, the aura of all Moxiu's body was suddenly lifted up.

The billowing black mist condensed by the demonic energy was three points thicker than before.

The three black magic flowers instantly brought a huge increase in combat power to the demon side.

However, this is not the end.

"Ning!" The leader of the Demon Clan, the Demon Cultivator, the Dry Dragon Demon Commander, stood near the Black Demon Flower, with gloomy eyes, and shouted coldly.

When his voice came out, it set off endless echoes, echoing above the sky outside Beihe Pass.

The Beiheguan cultivators also heard this voice, and their hearts were pounding.

It was also at the moment when the sound came out that the black light emitted from the Black Demon Flower became more intense.

The billowing devilish energy suddenly rewinds in the black light, suddenly shrinks and condenses, almost condensing into substance.

These demonic energy finally condensed outside Beihe Pass...

A pointed gun!

A sharp spear condensed by magic energy.

The gun is aimed at Beiheguan!

The moment this magic gun appeared, all the monks on the wall of Beiheguan shrank their pupils, breathed shortly, and were horrified.

Because they felt an irresistible sense of oppression on top of the sharp spear.

"go!"

The Dry Dragon Moshuai grinned grimly.

The magic gun roared out immediately, charging towards Beiheguan.

It almost teleports across distances of several miles.

The magic spear arrived in no time, and landed viciously on the large formation of Beihe Pass, bombarding the wall that was several feet thick.

boom!

The supposedly indestructible and unshakable light curtain suddenly let out a huge roar.

Amidst the roar, the light curtain began to tremble violently, with ripples appearing, as if it could not support it.

Fortunately, the magic energy on the sharp spear is also rapidly overflowing, and its power is being lost.

After a while, the sharp spear condensed by the magic energy finally turned into magic energy again and returned to nothingness.

The ripples on the light curtain also calmed down, returning to calm, as if nothing had happened.

But General Beiheguan couldn't laugh at all at this moment.

Because he understands that in order to resist this offensive, the consumption of the city defense formation is not small.

"The formation of the human race... the tortoise shell, hehe." Seeing this scene from afar, the Dry Dragon Demon Commander was very calm.

With a light wave of his hand, the demonic energy rolled again, and another sharp spear condensed into shape, attacking the light curtain of Beihe Pass again.

"Attack!" At the same time, the Dry Dragon Demon Commander shouted loudly.

Following his order, all demon cultivators use their own means.

First, there were three black magic fires piercing the sky and shooting towards Beihe Pass, and they arrived in front of the Beihe Pass formation in an instant, and there was a black demon wind sweeping out, and there was even a demon cultivator driving the poisonous mist like a tornado, and ice arrows, blood Light, cyan silk thread....

In an instant, more than 3,000 demon cultivators made moves at the same time,

Only a few demon cultivators who have no means of long-range attacks are still enduring.

The sky was extremely slowed down by all kinds of magical light, and all the clouds and mists were torn apart and scattered.

The attack was all-round, so many demon cultivators attacked the Beihe Pass moat formation at the same time.

All of a sudden, there was a thunderbolt on the mountain, and the earth shook.

Under this continuous offensive, the Beihe moat formation seemed like a flat boat in a huge sea, which might capsize at any time.

No big formation is perfect, and no matter how strong the big formation is, it still needs replenishment and rest, and it is impossible to run overloaded all the time.

"Let's attack together, and share some of the offensive for the Beihe formation!" Beiheguan General Wu Yan's eyes flickered, knowing that the situation was not optimistic, he hurriedly ordered.

As soon as he finished his words, the monks of Beihe Pass used their own spells and magic weapons one after another, and rushed out of the light curtain of the Beihe Great Formation to face the overwhelming attack of the demons.

The spells of the human monks and the demons collided in the air.

For a time, the war was raging, and the two annihilated each other.

The spells permeated the entire land of Beihe, and the entire sky was turned into a battlefield. The ferocious power of the spells set off a distorted ripple, evacuating the air and spiritual energy in this piece of heaven and earth.

The momentum is monstrous, and the roar reverberates.

Many offensives of the demons were stopped by the monks' techniques of Beiheguan before they fell on the light curtain of the Beihe formation.

But there were still more attacks, which landed on the light curtain of the Northern River Formation without hindrance.

The ripples on the light curtain never stopped and kept appearing.

boom!

There was another deafening roar.

That was the sharp spear condensed by the devil energy and bombarded the formation again.

The sharp spear scattered and condensed, condensed and scattered again, like a battering ram, hitting the solid "city gate" of Beihe formation again and again.

"No, the demon clan's offensive is much more ferocious than imagined. If this continues, at most one day, the Beihe formation will be unsustainable." Wu Yan, the general of Beiheguan inside the light curtain, made a judgment.

Beihe Pass is the top three city gates among the seventeen city gates of the human race. Its scale is far larger than that of Luoyan Pass at the beginning, so the city guard formation is also extremely powerful.

Under normal circumstances, even in the face of a siege formation of more than 3,000 seventh-rank demon cultivators, with the assistance of the Beihe Great Formation, if tens of thousands of Beiheguan monks defend the city pass, they can last at least three days.

But now, the situation is much worse than expected.

The root cause is that.......

Wu Yan always set his sights on the back of the magic cultivator camp.

There, there were three black magic flowers that were constantly emitting black light.

It was these three black magic flowers that raised the combat power of these magic cultivators to a higher level out of thin air, coupled with the magic spear condensed by the power of the black magic flower itself, it led to the current bad situation.

"Master General, given the distance between us and Yumen Pass, it will take at least three days for the reinforcements from Yumen Pass to arrive at the news..."

Beiheguan Counselor Zhao Xuan, who was beside General Wu Yan, looked pale and said, "With the current situation, it's not bad if we can last a day......"

"Unless it is..." Zhao Xuan's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said, "Unless it can destroy those three magic flowers."

All the monks in Beihe Pass could tell that the key to whether they could survive the arrival of the reinforcements was the three magic flowers.

Wu Yan was silent for a moment, his eyes sparkled with brilliance.

After pondering for a while, he finally made a decision, "The plan for now is to take the initiative and destroy those three magic flowers!"

"But..." General Zhao Xuan frowned, looking at the seventh-rank demon cultivators that filled the sky outside Beihe Pass, he was speechless for a moment.

The three demon flowers are at the back of the demon camp, which means that if they want to destroy these three demon flowers, they have to rush through the gully of more than 3,000 seventh-rank demon cultivators.

How is this possible?

"If you don't take the initiative to attack, you are waiting for death. There is at least a glimmer of hope for taking the initiative to attack." Wu Yan whispered, not only convincing the generals around him, but also convincing himself.

He naturally understood that his decision was reckless, but he had no choice.

Finally, he made a decision.

"The First Army of Beihewei will follow me to leave the pass and charge." General Wu Yan said suddenly, and immediately took the lead, leading a group of Beiheguan monks with a total of twenty people roaring out of the light curtain.

"For Beihe!" Wu Yan's voice was shocking, and amidst the roar, he immediately rushed towards the demon camp.

"Oh, it's you who are waiting to die!" Seeing this, the Dry Dragon Demon Marshal, who was in charge of commanding and protecting the Black Demon Flower at the end of the demon camp, couldn't help grinning.

The next moment, the pointed spear formed by the condensed demonic energy and aimed at the Northern River Formation turned around and turned to attack Wu Yan and his group of human monks who had just rushed out of the Northern River Formation to protect them.

"Block me!" General Wu Yan stood at the forefront, and the shocking flames shot up from his whole body, turning into a group of flame gods, and facing the sharp spear.

He is a physical trainer.

The duty of the body repairer is to block all attacks for his companions.

Only when the body repair is dead, the companion will be hurt.

Around his body, there are also countless flames arising out of thin air, turning into a world of flames.

This is his jurisdiction.

But what Wu Yan didn't expect was that the moment the devilish sharp spear rushed into his legal domain, it exploded with a terrifying power far greater than before.

The devilish sharp spears spread out, and the light on them changed from dim to brilliant, from black light to purple-black, as if a qualitative change had taken place.

The color of the world changed, nothingness shattered, and it was so strong that it was irresistible.

Great power resonates.

Wu Yan's face changed, and he quickly crossed his hands, a strong force of origin spewed out from his mouth and nose, and countless flames rose in the legal domain.

The power of the legal domain appeared, and a pair of flaming dragons were transformed into a pair of flaming dragons, dancing their bodies in unison, forming a pair of huge dragon scissors.

The spirit of the legal domain.

This is the spirit of the legal domain cultivated by Wu Yan, with both arms turning into flood dragons, capable of defeating all means.

The twin dragon scissors are incomparably brilliant, they are made of flames, and the spear with devilish energy sits on the side.

In just a split second, the two erupted with dazzling light and emitted strong fluctuations.

Wu Yan felt the tyranny of this magic spear.

The devilish energy rolled in like a vast ocean, and the tip of the gun was as sharp as a divine sword, trying to penetrate his arms.

The leaves of the three black magic flowers were whistling, obviously launching this kind of offensive, and they were also doing their best.

In the fierce collision, Wu Yan's body began to tremble violently.

While trembling, his seven orifices began to bleed, and his exuberant blood was withering.

Wu Yan's situation is still good.

I saw three black magic flowers spraying purple and black light at the same time. If a volcano erupts, it will burst out with tyrannical power, and then condense into twenty spears with much smaller magic energy. Twenty Beihewei cultivators from the Seventh Realm shot away.

The power of these magic spears is not as terrifying as the magic spears.

But similarly, the monks of the Beihewei First Army were far less powerful than Wu Yan.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, nearly ten Beihewei cultivators were killed.

Blood stained the sky, and the bloody breath was overwhelming.

Not to mention that before they killed the three black magic flowers, they had already lost more than half of their manpower before they could even charge a mile.

The monk Beiheguan in the light curtain watched his colleague die, his eyes were bloodshot, and he let out low growls of unwillingness.

But...they can't get out.

Once they rushed out of the Beihe Great Formation, it would also be the end of death. Not only would they not be able to save them, but the fall of Beihe Pass would also be accelerated.

"Go back... go back, go back to the North River Great Formation!" Wu Yan let out a miserable laugh, the blood all over his body suddenly soared, and bright blood flowers bloomed in his pores.

He snorted, as if he was suffering some kind of pain, his body continued to crack, and blood spattered in patches.

On the contrary, the flames in his legal domain seemed to be poured with hot oil, and suddenly rushed upwards, bursting out with incomparable power, roaring out, burning up the magic spear and the surrounding magic energy.

At this moment, he and the remaining dozen or so Beihewei monks finally temporarily escaped the threat of the Black Demon Flower.

They retreated rapidly without hesitation, and escaped back into the light curtain before a new wave of attack from the Black Demon Flower came.

After rushing back into the light curtain, General Zhao Xuan of Beihe Pass hastily stepped forward to help General Wu Yan who was seriously injured.

"Defeated... Completely defeated..." Wu Yan pushed Zhao Xuan away, staggered, and laughed miserably.

The power that the Black Demon Flower erupted was too terrifying, even for him, it was hard to resist.

Besides, even if he could block the attack launched by the Black Demon Flower, there was still an extremely long distance between him and the Black Demon Flower.

In this distance, there are more than 3,000 seventh-rank demon cultivators blocking each other, and the top demon commander, Dry Dragon, guards beside the black magic flower.

How can such a moat be overcome?

Unless it is, the Eight Realms cultivator...

Only monks in the eight realms can do it, right?

But there are no eight-level monks in Beiheguan.

So...it's a dead end.

At most one day later, their Beiheguan formation will be broken, and the end will be the end of the city being destroyed.

No one can save them.

...

The city wall of Beiheguan stretches wide, surrounded by many monks.

Xu Xi was also among these people, and even said that his current location was not too far from Wu Yan.

In addition, Wu Yan didn't deliberately hide anything from the beginning to the end, so he easily learned the current situation in Beiheguan.

"Beiheguan, has it finally come to an end?" Xu Xi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything.

He thought that he had already made mental preparations, but when this day really came, he found that his mental preparations had no effect at all.

A great sadness welled up in his heart.

After guarding Beihe Pass for thousands of years, he already regarded Beihe Pass as his home.

Now, this family is about to be destroyed under the iron hooves of the demons, how can he not be sad?

But, now... who can save Beiheguan?

He sees no hope.

Xu Xi's eyes darkened.

It never occurred to him that he had just healed his eyes and he was unable to see Jianzong Shaozong, but he wanted to witness the fall of Beihe Pass with his own eyes.

"By destroying those three magic flowers, there is hope for Beihe Pass to support the reinforcements, right?" At this moment, an extremely familiar voice reached Xu Xi's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, his mind was shocked, a strong light appeared in his pupils, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

At some point, an extremely young and handsome male cultivator appeared near Beiheguan General Wu Yan.

Wu Yan also subconsciously cast his gaze over there.

Immediately, his complexion changed drastically, his breathing became rapid, showing an expression of disbelief, and even more intense to the extreme horror.

"Lu...... Lu Shaozong?!" He exclaimed in surprise.

As the general of Beiheguan, he had seen the portrait of Jianzong Shaozong a long time ago, and Lu Qingshan was exceptionally handsome and impressive, so how could he not recognize Lu Qingshan?

"Lu Shaozong?" Xu Xi didn't turn his head around all of a sudden.

That young son is Shaozong? Which sect's young sect is it?

The next moment, he suddenly realized, "It's Jianzong Shaozong!"

——Besides the Young Sect of Jianzong, who else could make Beiheguan call him the Young Sect so politely?

Not only Xu Xi, but other cultivators also reacted at this moment, looking at the young male cultivator in amazement.

He is the number one person in Yumen Pass who has gained fame recently, with a six-level cultivation base, he settled in Hanguangyuan, and at the same time slaughtered the young sword sect of Yumo City with his own power, Lu Qingshan? !

"Lu Shaozong, why are you here?" Wu Yan's face was pale, his scalp was numb, and he said in a panic.

The fall of Beiheguan has become a foregone conclusion.

However, he never expected that this time, besides the monks of Mancheng, he would also catch up with a young master of the sword sect.

This is a genius sword cultivator who is expected to become a sword fairy in the future. A peerless genius who can only be born in a thousand years. It is very likely that the new suzerain of the sword sect after a thousand years will fall in Beiheguan?

Wu Yan's heart was flustered, and she didn't know what to do.

"By destroying those three magic flowers, there is hope for Beihe Pass to support the reinforcements, right?" Seeing that Wu Yan didn't answer his question, Lu Qingshan asked again.

"Yes..." Wu Yan was in a state of trance, subconsciously replied in a daze, and then suddenly realized, "Lu Shaozong, why are you asking this?"

Lu Qingshan was silent for a while, looked up at the three black magic flowers at the back of the demon camp, and finally said calmly: "Perhaps, I can destroy those three magic flowers."

"How is it possible?" Wu Yan retorted subconsciously: "Not to mention anything else, how can we kill more than 3,000 seventh-rank monks blocking the way? Besides, there is a dry dragon guarding the magic flower beside the magic flower. How to destroy flowers?"

In his vision, only monks in the eight realms could do this under such circumstances.

But Wu Yan clearly remembered that Lu Shaozong, who had recently become famous, was clearly only a sixth-level swordsman.

"I can give it a try." Lu Qingshan said.

"No, no!" Wu Yan shook his head, flatly rejected Lu Qingshan's proposal, and said solemnly: "You are the young sect of the Sword Sect, and you are the highest in Beihe Pass in terms of status and potential, and your life is the most valuable.

All of us can die, but you can't die, so how can we let you do this kind of death thing? "

Wu Yan's tone was very firm.

He was already thinking in his mind how to save Lu Qingshan's life after the Northern River formation was broken.

"No, on the contrary, because I am the young master of the Sword Sect, I cannot escape some responsibilities." Lu Qingshan shook his head and said affirmatively: "It's not that I can't die, but it should be that only after I die, you can't escape." will die."

Jianzong Jianxiu, in every battle, he must take the lead, rush forward, and never retreat.

Jianzong Jianxiu has always been the first to die.

This is the pride of Jianzong monks, their belief and persistence, and the reason why Jianzong can win the respect of Yumenguan monks.

As the young master of the Sword Sect, he should be even more so.

"Besides," he said softly, "in this world, there has never been a reason why someone cannot die."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qingshan didn't delay any longer, and let out a long howl on the spot.

In the long roar, his figure had already soared into the sky. Caught off guard by everyone, in just a split second, he had already rushed out of the protective mask of the Northern River Formation.

his direction...

Pointing at the three black magic flowers!

In front of Lu Qingshan, there are densely packed demon shadows and billowing demon energy soaring into the sky.

Behind him was the crumbling Beihe Pass.

Just as Lu Qingshan said, even if Beiheguan was going to fall, it would have to fall after his death.

Because, he is the young sect of Jianzong.

"But……"

Among the crowd, Xu Xi, who finally fully understood what Lu Qingshan meant by "helping him" before, looked at Lu Qingshan's decisive back as he rushed out of the Beihe formation, trembling all over his body, and murmured with trembling lips:

"There has never been a reason in the world that anyone must die..."

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