Chapter 1804: No Talking, No Moving

Listening to Zhu Dali mention his ideals was a rather strange experience.

Especially for Jiang Wang.

The so-called "under the blood moon, in the name of peace. Walking in the dark night, looking up at the dawn."

The so-called "peace cannot be enjoyed forever, and monsters often find themselves in a desperate situation."

These were just his random ideas.

What three officials, seven officials, and nine officials, I don't know how many organizational structures were mixed in. It was a patchwork, and it really couldn't be said to be sincere.

In order to make the non-existent organization "Taiping Dao" convincing, he did spend some time thinking. But in the final analysis, it was all about the self-justification of the word "Taiping".

Those so-called great ideas.

He himself didn't believe it.

But Zhu Dali believed it.

Zhu Dali believed that there really existed an organization called Taiping Dao in the world, believed that there really was a great existence called "Taiping Dao Master" in the world, and believed in the ideal of "peace in the world".

This ruffian who was mixed in the Flower and Fruit Society was not a good guy. He has never done anything extremely evil, but he often runs rampant in the streets.

Since he came into contact with the Taiping Dao, received the Taiping Divine Wind Seal, and accepted the Taiping Dao concept described by Jiang Wang, he has developed a simple sentiment, as if he has found the meaning of life... and has been reborn.

Boasting oneself is a natural desire. Once Chai Asi succeeded, he couldn't wait to show off his prowess to the public. He was surrounded by people at the Flower and Fruit Festival and was the center of attention at the Fighting Festival.

Zhu Dali, who also had a sudden adventure, has been enduring loneliness. He is still working in the dilapidated old tavern, doing boring work and watching the confused drinkers.

Only when the long night falls, he wears a nightgown, carries two straight knives, and transforms into a Taiping ghost messenger to kill the evil gods and bring peace to the people.

He really feels that he is practicing a great cause.

When describing his ideal, there is a real light shining in his indeed mediocre eyes.

If someone said "peace in the world" in the Old Ape Tavern, it would surely cause laughter.

If someone shouted it in the streets of Moyun City, everyone would probably think he was a fool.

But She Guyu didn't laugh.

Neither did Jiang Wang in the mirror.

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Xiong Sansi, who was discussed by several celestial demons and watched by almost all competitors, was walking slowly on the tree-lined path in the Shenxiao Land. His eyes were alert and his breath was solemn. He held a narrow knife in his hand, with the tip hidden at the side.

He and Yu Xin had the most and longest preparations for the Shenxiao Land, and they seemed to have received the most and most intense "care".

They found the Shenxiao secret room first, but they were not ahead of any competitor. They chose a tree-lined path at random, but along the way, they were in constant danger and were thrilling at every step.

Like a group of hunters carrying huge bags, they should have completed the hunt step by step. But finally, they gradually ran out of hunting tools during the long journey.

"Rest for a while, rest for a while!" Yu Xin waved his hands breathlessly: "As long as we don't move forward, there will be no danger. Let me rest for a while!"

The luxurious martial arts uniform was in tatters, and the hair bun that was always neat was also messy.

The land of Shenxiao is really not accessible to ordinary monsters. If he hadn't made too many preparations in advance and if Xiong Sansi hadn't helped him again and again... he didn't know how many times he would have died.

If every road was so difficult, it was really hard to imagine how many of the six teams that entered this dense forest would finally pass.

Xiong Sansi glanced at Yu Xin slowly, and seeing that he was really panting, he stopped.

But at the moment he stopped.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The visitor's stillness seemed to have triggered some kind of mechanism. Dozens of vines came out of the forest, as fast as lightning, breaking through the darkness and tying Yu Xin up on the spot.

A wave of air suddenly exploded outside Xiong Sansi's body, and ripples spread out in circles, like a huge rock hitting the water, stirring up huge ripples. And in this ripple that gradually became substantial, there was a ray of brilliant knife light, like a white dragon passing through the moon, and it instantly leaped through the forest--

Snap! Snap!

Such a stunning knife light!

Hundreds of chopped vines fell heavily on the ground, making a clear sound. The body twisted, struggling like a living thing, and blood burst out.

The air was gradually getting colder and colder, and the ground was gradually filled with deep red. The red dyed on the fallen leaves, turning the yellow leaves into red leaves. There was a rustling sound in the depths of the old forest, as if a shadow was approaching, and the atmosphere of terror gradually condensed.

And Yu Xin, who was free, had a pale face.

Just in the past moment, half of his blood had been sucked away. If Xiong Sansi had been slower, he might have become a dried corpse!

"It seems that we can't stop at all." Xiong Sansi said in a muffled voice, moving his feet slightly, testing the malice of this tree-lined avenue.

Yu Xin came to his senses and took a few deep breaths.

He dared not relax at this time. The Dao Yuan in his body surged, and the silver-white feather wings spread behind him... The silver feathers were like daggers, pointing obliquely to the sky, and he had already revealed his demon signs.

The biggest difference between demons and humans lies in the demon signs. But not all demon signs of monsters grow in a visible position, and not all monsters are willing to show their demon signs.

But the distinction between the demon race and the human race has never been a problem. Because those with demon signs have demon aura, and demon aura is fundamentally different from human aura.

The demon sign is the crown of the demon race, and it is also the scepter of the demon race. It is the natural seal, and it is also the place where the magical power is expounded.

Usually the potential of a demon can be seen from his demon sign.

Why does Yu Xin have an extraordinary status in the clan, and why is he called "Xiao Yu Zhen"? It is because of his beautiful pair of wings that they resemble the legendary demon zodiac sign of the Great Ancestor of the Sky.

The silver wings spread out, and electric light surrounded him. The brilliance of this moment almost lit up this dark forest path.

"It's not a good place to stay here for a long time." Yu Xin walked through the forest in the dazzling electric light and said in a serious tone: "Brother Xiong, we have to leave as soon as possible."

Xiong Sansi chased him silently and walked quickly,

Xiao Yuzhen, who spread his silver wings, came to the land of Shenxiao as if he had returned to his hometown. He was full of confidence and talked eloquently: "There are six roads in the forest, and the difficulty should be the same. Any road has its dangers." It's all limited. Now that the danger has gathered in this part, it will be much safer as long as we pass quickly... Ah! Brother Xiong, save me!"

The moment Yu Xin carried electricity through the sky, the trees on both sides suddenly shook. Amidst the rustling sound, yellow leaves swayed densely.

There is a feeling of unwillingness in it.

The living spirit is not willing to die, and the vegetation in autumn is not willing to wither.

Then a terrifying force happened.

Death is the greatest terror, and the power to fight against death is the strongest instinct. This power was born in the land of Shenxiao, and the edges of the originally withered leaves actually shone with pale white edges.

The fluttering leaves become hundreds of steel-making.

In an instant, the flying leaves were like knives, cutting through the mysterious trajectory, cutting the air, and came with a screaming sound.

Standing in front of Yu Xin are thousands, tens of thousands, densely packed flying leaf swords. Each assumes a posture and shows murderous intent.

The dignified Xiao Yuzhen of Moyun City is fine if he doesn't sing. If he does, something will happen. If he doesn't move, his silver-white wings only move, and his body is already surrounded by the sword!

The threat of death comes again.

Yu Xin was shocked and turned pale. Electric light swirled around his body. He pulled out a bright silver gun from his palm and danced so brightly that the gun glowed all over his body. But every time he received a blow, he retreated. Under the impact of the flying leaf knives one after another, he was nailed to the ground step by step.

Fortunately, Xiong Sansi has arrived, and the evil spirit is billowing in the forest. Blocking in front of Yu Xin, a majestic figure stood like a mountain.

As the black robe rolled around, the narrow and sharp knife in his palm made a solemn sharp sound.

Every time a sound is made, a large area of ​​the flying leaf knife covering the surrounding areas will be cleared.

It was clearly the sound of a sword, but it became a Sanskrit sound.

To overwhelm all evils and prevent them from invading.

It said——

"What! Hold! Wu! Ming! Ability! Control! Mountain! Sea!"

If Yang Yu were here, he would be able to hear the secret mantra of the ancient Nanshan Mountain. This is the seventh of the eight secret mantras, the mantra for conquering heretics.

Xiong Sansi didn't know where he learned it, and he used the mantra to insert the sword into his sword to create such terrifying power.

After eight dings of the sword, everything around Yu Xin was empty. The "danger" has been eliminated, and the possibility of random dismemberment has been eliminated in advance.

He was in shock, looking left and right, only to feel that nowhere was safe and there was danger everywhere. On this broken road, there is no way to stop, no way to go fast, and no matter how slow you go, you will get stuck every step of the way, and you have to worry about the inheritance being taken away by other teams first.

How could the dignified Xiao Yuzhen be so embarrassed in his hometown?

What does the human race have to say? When heaven is about to give you a great responsibility, you will have to work hard first and suffer later... After all, it is time for all the hard work to come to an end!

Yu Xin had an idea and fluttered his wings: "Brother Xiong, let's walk from the sky!"

Xiong thought twice that there was nothing he could do to stop him, so he followed suit.

The two demons were not far from the forest, flying forward quickly, with the sky above and the forest sea below. Looking around, the field of view is very wide, but there are no other roads or the end of the forest sea.

Only when I lower my head, I can see the winding road I have traveled so hard. But I don’t know where I am anymore, and I can’t see clearly. However, through the forest leaves, flying along this looming path in the sky, there is no risk of getting lost.

"I finally figured it out! Shenxiao Shenxiao. Shouldn't the inheritance of Grand Ancestor Yu Zhen be taken from the sky?" Yu Xin stretched his wings and drew a beautiful trajectory in the air. Compared with Xiong Sansi's caution, he It's much more enjoyable.

In the vast sky, I felt the long-lost freedom, and my tone was relaxed: "There are no forests or leaves in the sky, and vines can't climb up. There won't be any ghosts..."

"Eh." He frowned: "Why are straws falling from the sky?"

Xiong Sansi raised his eyes solemnly and saw the withered and yellow straw suddenly appearing in the high sky and fluttering down. This situation is quite strange. How could there be straw in the sky? Where does it come from?

Yu Xin's tone also became cautious, and he pondered: "These straws won't turn into monsters, right?"

The words are not finished yet.

The withered and yellow straws suddenly shuttled back and forth. It's like there is a pair of invisible hands, controlling them, weaving some kind of... life that is not allowed in the world.

The reason why it is said to be life is that there is vitality glowing in the path of the straw.

Why do you say you are not allowed to live in the world?

Because during the process of weaving the straw, a shrill ghost cry sounded in the air. Gods grieve and ghosts weep, which is not tolerated in the world.

The ghost cry that sounded out of thin air brought a vicious feeling, but it also seemed to have given birth to something.

The eerie scarecrows appeared one after another.

He is a scarecrow, not a straw demon, because he is popular but not demonic.

"Don't eat my grains, keep those evil birds away.

Scarecrow, scarecrow.

Draped in linen and tied with colorful strips.

Faceless, voiceless.

No talking, no moving! "

The densely packed scarecrows are falling like rain, and the white clouds seem to be covered with yellow shadows.

The flying ribbons are like battle flags, and the sewn eyes are dripping. The dry, yellow and thin palms were surrounded by a layer of spells, and there were weapons in each palm.

Either thatch is used as a sword, or sawgrass is used as a knife, or thorn grass is used as a spear, or vine grass is used as a whip.

They all have extraordinary martial arts, and even formed a military formation, falling down one after another to kill the two monsters in the air!

Yu Xin tightened his grip on his spear and looked wary: "Could these straw monsters..."

Snapped!

Xiong Sansi slapped him over and said, "Shut up!"

Turn around and go straight up, the sword shines through the sky. Right here in the sky, fighting these straw monsters.

What a fight!

Straws are flying all over the sky, and the sword shines like a white rainbow.

Yu Xin fell several feet, just in time to avoid the encirclement of several groups of scarecrows. The silver spear turned upside down, its wings flapped again, and it also shot towards the sky.

The swords and spears were shining all over the sky.

This bloody battle lasted for two full hours.

At a certain moment, Xiong Sansi, who broke through three military formations in a row, was suddenly killed by a scarecrow! The jagged knife flashed with cold light and passed by at an angle. Xiong thought twice and bent his body backwards, narrowly avoiding it.

But the mask was still broken. Two fragments of his face fell to the ground, and his face was no longer covered in ravines and hills.

Yu Xin's figure dancing with the gun paused for a moment,

After ten years of dating, this was the first time he saw Xiong Sansi's face.

What a terrifying face is this?

His face was covered with numerous cuts, and the overturned flesh and blood formed scars, like field ridges. There is not a single piece of intact flesh on the entire face, and the original appearance cannot be seen at all.

Tattooed demon, tattooed demon.

This is actually the origin of "tattooed face".

The prisoner only has one tattoo.

What is Xiong Sansi's crime? Why is he doing this?

An unpleasant voice tore into my ears - "I'm just feeling unhappy!"

The black robe that wrapped her body was simply torn off, revealing a beautiful figure with a waist like a wasp and arms like a monkey! Xiong thought twice and wielded his narrow knife, more like a free goshawk than Yu Xin, and shot back into the sky without any hesitation.

Yu Xin's body was surrounded by electricity, and he jumped high into the air against the biting wind.

Ten years later, he found that he still didn’t understand Xiong Sansi.

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"What did you think of Xiong Sansi back then?"

Spider Lanruo walked slowly with her harp in her arms.

The dark forest is also brightened by this beautiful shadow.

"What's the past? Everyone who knew him back then is dead." Zhu Xie said from the side.

Spider Lan seemed thoughtful: "There are more than one or two monsters with such origins in Ziwu Hills."

Zhu Xie also became alert: "You mean..."

Zhu Lanruo said resolutely: "Tiger Tai Sui must have a plan!"

"We cannot interfere with Tianzun's plan. The Heavenly Spider Empress is still seriously injured and has not recovered..."

"Brother, why should you belittle yourself? Although this is a game for chess players, at this moment we are fighting on the chessboard. The outcome of the chess pieces can sometimes determine the outcome of the chess game." Zhu Lanruo lightly raised her jade finger and said lightly The sound of plucking the strings eliminated the hidden danger on the side of the road, and said slowly: "To take a step back, although we are the middle pieces in the game, we are the pawns crossing the river who cannot retreat at this moment. But if we can't figure out the chess player's It's only a matter of time that my mind... gets kicked off the chessboard."

Zhu Xie nodded and thought of something else: "Do you think that Chai Asi is also related to Ziwu Hills?"

"Not sure." Zhu Lanruo shook his head and said, "Don't forget, earlier tonight, he went to see Lu Qilang. Although they didn't seem to be so confrontational. Who can tell whether it is true or false?"

"That's true." Zhu Xie agreed: "The demon's heart is treacherous, and it really remains to be discussed who is going to be with whom."

"how about you?"

"Huh?" Zhu Xie raised his eyes, and saw those bright eyes full of water, like a quiet lake, gently shining over them.

After a flurry of changes, only three faces were left, which gradually became clearer, each one silent and motionless...

They are all fellow travelers, and they are all in this mountain.

He saw that Shegu Yu's pupils were filled with blood; there was a shadow hiding behind Chai Asi, with a vague outline in the shadow;

"Who are you with?"

He heard Zhu Lanruo's voice ask.