Chapter 2113 Ancient Demon and Demon Crow

The old man shook his head, saying that when the sky falls, there will be a tall one to hold it up first, but there will be no eggs under the overturned nest, and the fire at the city gate will also bring disaster to the fish in the pond. If this world is really taken over by the ancient demons, wait for them These monks will definitely have a very tragic ending.

Thinking of this, the old man sighed, thinking about it now is meaningless at all, the most urgent thing is how to solve the immediate crisis, as for the fate of Yunzhou, whether this world will be taken over by the ancient demons, I worry too much , It's useless, how can a small immortal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage influence the overall situation?

"Uncle, or else we'll rest for a while, many senior brothers are almost unable to hold on." Another voice came to my ears, this time it was a young girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, although not a stunning beauty, but Also lively and lovable.

"That's right, uncle, didn't you say that the Sanyang Eight Diagrams Formation is a treasure bestowed by the head of the sect, and its power is extraordinary. Even if it can't kill the monster, it shouldn't be a problem to trap it for an hour or two." The voice of the fat man with a face was also heard, his face was as pale as a dead man, obviously his mana had been seriously overdrawn.

"This..." The old man's face showed hesitation, he just said that, but he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

Hearing this, just as he was about to turn his head back, there was a loud noise in the distant sky, and a dark cloud of magic flew over at an astonishing speed.

Look carefully, the magic cloud is actually composed of a group of black crows.

However, it is quite different from ordinary crows. The devilish energy is exposed on the body surface. Its appearance is much more vicious than ordinary crows, and its individual volume is several times larger. Although the noise is not a special sonic attack, it is also impressive to hear. My heart is restless.

The group of crows was several acres in size, and sitting on it was a group of demons covered in pitch-black ink.

He is more than ten feet tall, and looks very similar to a monk, but that refers to his figure. If you look at his face, you will make people shudder.

Because his face has neither a mouth nor a nose, only in the middle, there is a fist-sized eyeball, and no eyelids, the eyeball is silvery white, which complements its pitch-black skin, making it look even more weird, that is, Immortal cultivators, ordinary mortals would be frightened to the point of breaking their guts when they saw this.

The ancient demon clan is full of strange things. Some of them are indistinguishable from human monks, and there are even handsome men and beautiful women. However, most of the ancient demons have strange shapes. It is even difficult to describe them in words because there are too many of them.

And this guy in front of him is actually just a low-level demon, with the same cultivation base as the old man, both in the late stage of foundation establishment.

But the ancient demon is naturally belligerent, and his strength is far superior to that of immortal cultivators of the same level, and he has so many magic crows to help him. Although these magic crows are also the lowest, there are hundreds of them for him to drive, then It would be no problem to kill these human immortal cultivators in front of them.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party had sacrificed a powerful formation to trap him in the middle, those little cultivators would have already been used by him to feed their hunger.

But so what if they escape temporarily, do they think they can escape?

Now that they are being targeted by themselves, there is only one end for them.

A strange light flashed in the ancient demon's eyes, and a hint of ridicule could be seen in it.

In the distance, the faces of all the human monks changed drastically.

I was still talking just now, I thought I was escaping, but I didn't expect everything, it was just a fantasy, the enemy was so fast, and they caught up again, what should I do?

"Uncle Master..."

The girl's voice came to her ears, with a bit of crying inside: "I'm afraid!"

Who is not afraid? Ever since the ancient demons invaded the Twelve Cloud States fifty years ago, in just a few decades, millions of monks have fallen, and even the five major forces in Yun State that have been inherited from ancient times have also been wiped out one by one. Lost, now only Songfeng Academy and Tianyahai Pavilion remain.

However, even these two major sects are just candles in the wind, struggling to support there.

The purpose of cultivating immortals is to seek the road to longevity, so how could a monk not be afraid of death, not to mention falling into the hands of an ancient demon, that would be beyond redemption, taking out the soul and refining the soul is nothing at all, as for reincarnation, that is just an extravagant wish. Don't even think about it.

Not only the girl, most of the dozen or so monks in the group were terrified. In this situation, not to mention the enemy, whether they have the courage to sacrifice the spirit weapon is still a matter of debate.

The old man sighed: "Wang Kun, Qin Hong, the three of us will stay and fight against the enemy, Junior Brother Ye, and the other disciples will be handed over to you. Don't look back, and don't care about the outcome of the few people I'm waiting for, hurry back to the sect as soon as possible." go inside."

"What, Brother Zhao, you want the three of us to stay and fight against the ancient demon. How can this be done? There is no chance of winning." A gray-clothed monk turned pale with shock, and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Of course the old man knows whether there is a chance of winning, but besides this, is there any other way?" The old man's expression is very familiar: "Even the Sanyang Eight Diagrams Array can't stop the opponent's footsteps, we can't escape, Rather than die together, it is better to stay and fight against the enemy, and create a chance for these juniors in the sect."

"Hmph, if the senior brother wants to do this, the younger brother will not stop you, but Wang successfully built the foundation with great difficulty. I don't want to fall here. If you want to delay and stop the enemy, you go by yourself."

The grey-robed monk's cold voice came to his ears, sacrificing himself for more than a dozen spirit-stage monks, unless he was kicked in the head by a donkey.

In order to become an immortal cultivator in the foundation-building period, he had endured a lot of hardships, and a hundred people were unwilling to fall like this, so before he could finish his words, he clenched his hands, and his speed of escaping light suddenly increased a lot, like flying in other places on the left. went.

There is only one ancient demon, and he would not abandon so many immortal cultivators to chase after him. From this perspective, he has a great hope of escape. Of course, after this scene, he dare not go back to his own sect.

But what does that matter? Living is the most important thing. What's more, the goal of the sect is too big, so it's not safe. There is a chance to spend this calamity.

Wang Kun thought so, and the light escape became faster and faster.

"you……"

I didn't expect the other party to be so despicable and shameless, ignoring the same family, the old man was shocked and angry, but he was helpless, now that the enemy is in front of him, there must be no more internal strife, that is to make relatives hurt and enemies soon.

He could only grit his teeth and was about to make another arrangement when the ancient demon's laughter came to his ears: "Hmph, do you want to run away in front of this deity, too naive."

Before he finished speaking, he folded his hands together, and then put them together, as if pushing forward, the magic light flashed, and a shocking rainbow shot out. The shocking rainbow was jet black, and it was in the shape of a crescent moon. It was obviously something wrapped in the magic wind. treasure.

Speeding like lightning, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it arrived first, only a few feet away from the fleeing monk.

Wang Kun's face turned pale. He didn't expect to think that all the tricks were exhausted, but in the end he thought he was smart. That hateful ancient demon left so many monks to deal with, and chased him alone. What's the matter?

He was very depressed in his heart, but cursing was useless, so in desperation, he could only stretch out his hand and sacrifice a fiery red throwing knife.

This treasure's aura is shining, and it can be regarded as the best among high-grade spiritual weapons. The ancient demon can't beat it by himself, but he should still be able to block this blow with confidence.

Wang Kun thought so in his heart, although this person has a despicable personality, he is also a bold and careful person. He saw the path of the magic light, and sacrificed his own throwing knife to meet the attack, first blocking the blow, and then Try to get out again.

However, there was a hint of ridicule in the eyes of the ancient demon, but this look was rather obscure, and Wang Kun didn't see it.

puff……

Seeing that the two instruments were about to collide, an incredible scene happened.

The crescent-shaped magic light was suddenly cut off from the middle, and turned into two pieces, looking like two sharp knives with horns.

Then with a flash, he bypassed the opponent's spiritual weapon...

"No!"

Wang Kun turned pale with shock. Such an accident had never occurred to him in advance, but at this moment, even if he wanted to hide, it was too late.

The black glow flashed, and two magic weapons pierced his neck and chest respectively...

Blood flowed profusely, mixed with "hehehe", but this was not a sound of laughter, but because the magic weapon pierced his neck and destroyed his vocal cords, so he could only make this strange sound .

He was misled by his cleverness. He never dreamed that he would be the first one to fall.

There was a trace of unwillingness in Wang Kun's eyes, but the look in Wang Kun's eyes gradually disappeared.

When the ancient demon waved his hand, the dark cloud formed by the magic crow surged, and the sound of the wings of the magic bird came to his ears, and a small flower flew out from it, wrapping Wang Kun's body.

After a while, he was completely eaten up, as if he had never appeared in this world before, and there was no trace of him.

The other dozen or so cultivators all witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and their faces turned blue.

Even the old man with the highest cultivation could not help swallowing his saliva, no wonder the Sanyang Eight Trigrams Formation couldn't stop them, the supernatural powers of these alien monsters were even more terrifying than the legends, it really is true that seeing is worse than hearing a hundred times.

"Uncle, what should we do?"

The girl's trembling voice came to his ears, the old man was at a loss when he heard it, the other party was much stronger than he imagined, even if he tried his best to stop it, it might be useless.

Could it be that the entire army is really going to be wiped out here today?

The old man's heart was full of sorrow, but he was not strong enough, so what ideas could he have? The world of cultivating immortals is a place where the weak prey on the strong, not to mention these ancient demons, they don't need talismans at all. Once they fall into their hands, the ending will be forever.

"Uncle Master..."

Another boy's voice reached their ears, and the crying in the tone became more and more intense. At this moment, the distance between the two sides is only a few hundred feet, and death seems to be within reach for them.

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