Chapter 40

The three honorable monks were all stunned at this moment.

"So the high-ranking monks of Huanlingzong have long been members of the demon clan?" Jiulian Lingzun murmured.

"No wonder, no wonder... Thousands of years ago, the Huanling Sect was ranked at the bottom among our six top sects, but in the end, they rose against the trend at an unimaginable speed and became the Dao Sect." Taoist Li Xing sighed softly.

Many doubts have been answered after figuring out the truth.

The demons gathered the power of one domain and pushed Huanlingzong to the position of Daozong.

Now, the three Zunhaojing monks who have figured out the truth have only one last question in their minds.

"How on earth did you do it?" Qingfeng Wudi lost his mind, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he stared at the two Huanlingzong masters who were standing still opposite him.

The four masters of Huanlingzong and so many high-level monks, as demons, hide in the human domain, and even stand in plain sight in the name of Daozong, but after so many years, none of them has shown the slightest flaw.

This is not because their human race is not defensive enough, it is entirely because Huan Lingzong monks are no different from human race on the surface.

They practice human skills, cast human spells, and use human magic tools.

Even now, Daoist Li Xing, Jiulian Lingzun, and Qingfeng Wudi have identified the White Tiger Lord and Xuanwu Lord as the abyss demons, but they still can't see the shadow of the demons from them.

This method is so weird that it is extremely suffocating.

"Jie, Jie, Jie..." Master Bai Hu laughed undisguisedly, "As expected of a cultivator in the Human Race's Honorary Realm, he is smart, and he immediately reacted."

"It's just that it's too late," he said with disdain and confidence, "what's the use of knowing this now?"

At this time, Lord Baihu has no fear of being exposed as a demon.

Because, even if Taoist Li Xing and the other three did not expose their identities, they would reveal themselves in the future, and they were not prepared to hide any more.

Above the sky, under the moon.

The master of the white tiger smiled triumphantly and presumptuously.

The Xuanwu ruler was silent, but there was also a very strong sarcasm in his eyes.

They were not in a hurry to kill Taoist Li Xing and the three of them.

Because they want to enjoy the joy of victory through ten thousand years of careful planning for a while.

Undoubtedly, the shock of the enemy is the best fuel for combustion, which can make the pleasure in their hearts climb to the peak.

"Is it really so funny?" Nine Lotus Spirit Venerable remained silent until then and asked.

"At least I have the qualifications to laugh," said the White Tiger Master, "You people have guarded the Central Spiritual Realm for thousands of years. Now that it is facing the end of being captured and occupied by us, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh."

"Capturing Zhongling?" Unexpectedly, Jiulian Lingzun immediately laughed, "After all, you overestimate yourself too much, and you underestimate our human race too much. We will die, and Longcheng Pass will fall. But "

"The spirit will never fall."

"As for today, although we can't defend the Longcheng Pass, we will definitely make you pay the heaviest price." Jiulian Lingzun said firmly.

Daoist Li Xing, Nine Lotus Spirit Venerable, and Qingfeng Wudi, the three honorable monks looked at each other at this moment.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them gradually changed from the initial anger, bewilderment, and confusion to the current calmness, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Do you still remember the oath we made when we entered Longcheng Pass?" Daoist Li Xing looked at the other two comrades-in-arms and asked with emotion.

Jiulian Lingzun and Qingfeng Wudi nodded expressionlessly.

"This oath." Daoist Li Xing said.

"This oath." Jiulian Lingzun stepped on the void, making a dull sound every time he stepped down.

It's not like stepping on the void, it's more like stepping on a war drum, the sound of the drum is so loud that it shakes people's souls to pieces.

Wherever it passes, lotuses grow every step of the way.

"This oath." Qingfeng Wudi roared, and the power in his body surged, like an ancient dragon recovering.

"Fortunately, Master Suzaku's life gave birth to unwarranted confidence," Master White Tiger did not get the desired reaction, and the pleasure came to an abrupt end. Above the spiritual realm, we still have

In short, I, Wujianyu, have one mind and one mind, and have far-reaching plans, how can I not capture Zhongling? "

The Infinite Realm is the name of the territory of the Heart Demon Clan in the abyss.

"Many of your demon army have yet to enter Longcheng Pass, but you have to know that the guarding power of Zhonglingyu is not limited to Longcheng Pass."

"The battle at Longchengguan cannot decide everything." Daoist Li Xing said.

"I trust . . . them."

As for who they are, perhaps only Daoist Li Xing knows.

At this moment, Master Baihu's face finally turned livid.

He didn't speak anymore, the light in his hand was brighter again, and the moonlight was shining again in the sky.

Xuanwu dominates and cooperates.

This time, the two of them will try their best to mobilize the bright moon formation, and will not hold back any more.

Seeing the Mantian Yuejian shining again, and feeling the mighty coercion reverberating between heaven and earth, Daoist Li Xing and the other three frowned slightly.

Xia Daozu's formation is very strong.

"Stay a little longer, and wait a little longer." Nine Lotus Lingzun said to the two.

Then, the three let go of the legal domain, cast secret techniques, mobilized Qi and blood, and used magic weapons to meet them.

The moonlight submerged the three venerables in an instant.

The sound of battle reverberates in this world

After a long, long time.

The moonlight is still bright.

Qingfeng Wudi's eyes were blurred.

Blood was continuously flowing from the wound on the top of his head, spreading across his eyes, making his vision bloody.

He is Emperor Wu, and to him, the wound can be healed by a movement of energy and blood.

But now, he can only let the blood flow out.

Because his blood has been exhausted.

There is no real eternity in the world, even the body of Emperor Wu cannot be immortal.

After fighting for a long time and recovering again and again, Emperor Qingfeng Wudi's physical body finally showed signs of withering.

The mana of Taoist Li Xing and Nine Lotus Spirit Venerable was almost exhausted under the continuous attack of the bright moon formation.

The three Zuntian monks were all covered with fine wounds drawn by the Moon Sword, and the blood was constantly overflowing, dyeing their clothes into blood.

They are very tired.

And the White Tiger Master and Xuanwu Master who manipulated the bright moon formation to attack, still had a posture of ease.

The side with the superior number is already at the end of its battle, but the side with only two people is still unscathed.

This is just because of a formation.

This is Xia Daozu's formation.

"The time has come." Daoist Li Xing said suddenly.

At this time, in the middle of Longcheng Pass, the sound of war and bombardment of spells gradually subsided.

This huge city gate, which had been noisy all night, fell into a dead silence while it was in a mess.

This is because the resistance forces at Longcheng Pass have been almost wiped out by the demons.

Above the sky, the bright moon transformed by the Moon God Formation still hangs high.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the wood is done.

Longcheng Pass has already fallen.

The rest of the monks at Longcheng Pass had died in the battle to guard the pass.

Today, there are only the last three Zuntian monks left in Longcheng Pass.

The three of them are the last resistance force at Longchengguan.

"Longcheng Pass, which gathered the most powerful forces in the Central Spiritual Realm, has fallen, so how can the Central Spiritual Realm not be destroyed!" the master of the white tiger sternly shouted.

"Idiot." Daoist Li Xing squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

Then, the bodies of the three honorable monks suddenly shone with light, dazzling like the sun.

At this moment, the Longcheng Pass shrouded in darkness was like daytime.

At the last moment, the three honorable monks chose the most tragic self-destruct.

With no future generations, she blew herself up in a frenzy.

They have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Wait until now, the sound of fighting.

That means that there are only demon monks left in Longcheng Pass today.

Then their self-destruction will not hurt the same race.

That's why they knew they couldn't resist the power of the bright moon formation, but they would rather hold up the defense until their mana was exhausted, rather than let go of an attack.

They are just stalling for time.

Longcheng Pass, which had just fallen silent, ushered in three loud bangs.

The power of the self-destruction of the three honorable monks is self-evident.

The strong shock wave shook the entire Longcheng Pass.

Wherever the shock wave passed, all the buildings were thrown upside down.

Three rounds of incomparably gorgeous sun lit up.

Three honorable monks, martyred calmly and died generously

The dazzling light lasted for three breaths.

In just three breaths, the shock wave plowed half of the entire Longcheng Pass.

Outside Longcheng Pass.

Two figures emerged.

It is the master of the white tiger and the master of Xuanwu.

Self-explosion, under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to cause too much damage to the enemy on the same border.

Because the start-up time required for the self-detonation is completely enough for the enemies on the same border to escape from the self-destruction range.

But the problem is, Daoist Li Xing, Nine Lotus Spirit Venerable, and Qingfeng Wudi never came here for the two of them.

Their target is the demon monks in Longcheng Pass.

Those eighth-rank demon cultivators and seventh-rank demon cultivators do not have the ability to escape the self-detonation shock range of monks in the honorary realm in a short time.

The big is easy to be small.

This may seem stupid, but it is the most sensible decision in this situation.

The power of the Bright Moon Formation could have completely restrained the self-destruction of monks who resisted the Zunhao Realm.

But the problem is that the three Zuntian monks blew themselves up in the Moon God formation, not outside the formation.

The group defense ability of the Bright Moon Array can only be used against external attacks.

The three honorable monks knew this and chose this way.

So their self-destruction this time brought unimaginable losses to the Demon Race.

Whoosh!

There was another sound of breaking through the air.

A black figure appeared next to the two masters.

It is Dongqi Demon Lord who led the army to suppress other battlefields in Longchengguan.

"Hun Zun, Yu Zun, at least a thousand eighth-rank demon cultivators died in the self-destruct of the three Zun, and there is no possibility of reappearing in the world."

"There are even more seventh-rank demon cultivators who died," Dongqi Mozun said.

Xuanwu Master's face became dark.

Even though they have successfully captured Longcheng Pass as expected.

But such a miserable victory made them unable to laugh

The sky is about to brighten, revealing a gleam of light.

Longchengguan finally completely quieted down, but the smell of blood was extremely strong and lasted for a long time, and it couldn't subside without a certain amount of time.

On the east, west, and north gates facing the battlefield outside the territory, demon cultivators are pouring in continuously.

The heart demon clan's determination was extremely strong, and they didn't leave much room for themselves.

Except for leaving a little necessary power to prevent the emptiness in the rear and being stolen by the other seven holy demons, they transferred all the power they could use to the middle spirit realm without reservation.

Longcheng Pass has fallen.

The goal of the Heart Demon Clan is not at Longcheng Pass, but at the entire Zhonglingyu.

But the Bright Moon Formation is at Longcheng Pass, so they have no reason to give up on Longcheng Pass.

So, under the order of Huan Lingzong, or the two masters of the demon race, the demon cultivators began to clean up the Longcheng Pass, wash away the blood splattered everywhere, tidy up the ruins, and dispose of the remains of the corpses.

Whether it is the corpse of a demon cultivator or a human cultivator, there is not much difference in the eyes of the demon cultivators. They are all burnt clean with a uniform fire, and the indifference is chilling.

At this time, the gate of the south city wall was finally completely opened, leading directly to the middle spirit realm.

The battlefield here is also the most intense.

It can be seen that above and below the south city wall, there are dead bodies everywhere, including Nanjiange Sword Cultivator and Mozu, and several corpses wearing the uniform costume of Huanlingzong.

The blood that hadn't completely solidified and dried up slowly trickled down the stone wall of the city like a stream.

Seeing this tragic scene, Mo Xiu, who arrived only during the day and did not participate in the battle of Longcheng Pass last night, changed slightly.

Especially when they saw the mottled sword marks on the city wall and the body of the Nanjiange Sword Cultivator covered in wounds, they clicked their tongues secretly.

They couldn't imagine how these frail sword cultivators could still have such terrible determination in such a desperate situation?

The battlefield here is completely different from other battlefields in Longcheng Pass.

On the other battlefields of Longchengguan, there are no demons everywhere, so the cultivators of Longchengguan have no way to avoid, no way to hide, no way out, they can only fight to the death.

However, behind the southern city wall is the vast middle spirit realm.

In other words, as long as these Nanjiange sword cultivators want to survive, there is a way out, they just need to abandon the city and flee.

But they still chose to stick to it.

A desperate fight with an escape route and a desperate fight with no other choice are two completely different situations.

These demon cultivators think that they put themselves in the position of this group of Nanjiange sword cultivators, and they are absolutely unable to sacrifice their lives for righteousness like them.

That's exactly what happened. Even though this was an unprecedented victory after 20,000 years, which deserves a special mention, these demon cultivators who were responsible for cleaning up the mess on the southern city wall were still unable to be happy, and they were in a very strange and dangerous situation. in an uncoordinated atmosphere.

They dullily cleaned the bloodstains on the city wall, summoned the magic fire to burn the broken corpses into fly ashes, and then picked up the indestructible swords scattered around and piled them together.

at noon.

Longchengguan is the central palace.

Lord White Tiger, Lord Suzaku, and Demon Venerable Dongqi with his demon body came out of the palace.

The three of them did not choose to fly, but walked step by step, like a military parade, from the streets of Longcheng Pass, towards the direction of the south city wall.

There was a constant flow of people on the street, and the demon cultivators who had just entered the city walked through it, which was very lively.

"In the past, these streets were full of human monks," Lord Baihu said softly, as if the haze of last night had been swept away.

"Demon Race, finally the time has come for you to walk on it with integrity." Xuanwu Master said in a low voice.

Wherever the three of them went, the ubiquitous magic cultivators separated.

"The bravery of the human monks is indeed extraordinary, but no matter what, things are still going according to our plan." The master of the white tiger said in a deep voice, firm in his determination.

They went all the way, and finally reached the southern city wall.

Dongqi Mozun squinted his eyes and looked towards the wide open south gate. A bright light came obliquely from the gate of the city, and the road in the city looked like a sunny avenue.

In fact, this is indeed a sunny road.

It was their heart demon clan that successfully "captured the spirit" and became the leader of the eight holy demon clans, Sunshine Avenue.

Dongqi Demon Venerable opened his arms, as if embracing the sun, intoxicated.

At this time, the thin clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, the sky shone beautifully, and the sun moved.

His eyes were suddenly dazzled by a golden light.

"What's that?" he asked.

The golden light source is at the corner of the city gate, where there are many swords piled up.

Hou Moxiu, who was waiting at the side, trembled when he saw this, and hurried forward to explain: "This is the magic weapon of the human monks we packed up, and it is temporarily piled up here, waiting for the final count."

Mozun Dongqi frowned, and didn't listen to Moxiu's words, but stretched out his hand calmly, and the devilish energy rolled out.

The swords, which were stacked as high as a hill, were immediately pushed away by the devilish energy, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

The golden object at the bottom was revealed.

It turned out to be a stone tablet, like a crouching dragon perched on the ground.

The stele is made of strange obsidian, with some golden characters written on it.

The golden light is emitted from these big characters on the stone tablet.

The white tiger ruler at the side glanced casually at the stele, and said indifferently: "It's just some tricks used by human monks to brainwash them."

"Oath Monument, when every monk enters Longcheng Pass for the first time, he will be brought here to take an oath." Xuanwu Master was more patient, and said one more sentence to explain Dongqi Demon Lord's doubts.

The southern city wall is the only way for all middle spirit monks to enter Longcheng Pass.

The human race erected this oath monument here.

Therefore, the first thing every monk in the middle spirit domain will see when entering Longcheng Pass is this stone tablet.

"Oh?" Mozun Dongqi raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and swept his eyes casually over the stone tablet

"Friar Fanlong Chengguan, I would like to report to the gods of mountains and rivers with sincerity."

"I am now a majestic teacher, guarding the land that our human race worked hard and left behind for our generation."

"The name is right and the word is right, and the ghost will drink from it."

"Determined to the utmost, vowed to die."

"Human beings and devils cannot live side by side, there is a clear teaching in ancient times."

"Huayi must argue strictly, and righteousness will last forever."

"As a cultivator of the sky, death is the soul of the sky,"

"The future generations look at the present, just as today's people look at the past, why should I be worried!"

"Today's thieves and criminals will be wiped out painfully, and they will die with their own bodies."

"However, I firmly believe that the sky will protect the loyalty."

"When we are in a bloody battle, victory is within our grasp."

"This oath."