Chapter 1957 Mystery

The foreign monks, whether they were elders in the Tribulation Realm or the most ordinary monks, were shocked when they saw this scene.

You must know that Kui Niu is a monk who has survived the second disaster, not to mention his magical power.

Moreover, as the leader of the giant spirit clan, he may not be able to compare with the monks of the Blood River clan and the Blackwater clan in terms of powerful and treacherous spells, but in terms of defensive capabilities alone, he cannot be ranked second among the eight major clans of gods in the entire Black Mountain region. People dare to recognize the first.

But such a powerful monk was turned into blood in an instant, unable to even struggle.

"how so!"

Everyone was shocked.

In their sight, that ray of light was Kui Niu's nemesis. The giant spirit clan's spells were instantly disintegrated, and Kui Niu's powerful body became like paper.

"Haha, don't worry, all of you will be like him soon."

Demon Lord Qingyun smiled slightly and pinched the magic formula in his hand again.

In the distance, the eight giant pythons opened their mouths wide, and the bloody air filled the air, wrapping their own stone slabs in them.

Wu Changqing pointed his hand, and the golden bell moved through the air and soon appeared in the center of the magic circle.

Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!

As the golden bells continued to shake, the auras of the eight giant pythons rose steadily, reaching the top in the blink of an eye.

"Donate the essence and blood of your eight tribes and open the tomb that has been hidden for many years for me!"

Demon Lord Qingyun seems to enjoy this bloody atmosphere.

He closed his eyes, opened his arms, and looked intoxicated.

"This man is crazy! Kill him quickly!"

The alien monks were excited. Under the leadership of more than forty ancestors of the Tribulation, they used various magical powers to attack Demon Lord Qingyun and Wu Changqing.

At this moment, the magic circle made a roaring sound, and the eight stone slabs shook violently, followed by streaks of glow of different colors.

There were tens of thousands of these rays of light, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like a massive meteor shower, covering the entire Wusheng Valley and falling on the heads of the 160,000 alien army.

"ah!"

Screams came from the crowd.

In an instant, countless people turned into blood, not even the bodies were left, only a vast river of blood was left!

For some reason, the alien monks were completely unable to resist these rays of light. Their bodies were like weak mortals, and the alien secrets they were once proud of were instantly cracked.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the colors of the glow faced by different foreign monks are also different.

For example, the rays of light falling on the heads of the Fantasy Clan are all pink, and the source is the pink slate passed down from their ancestors, while the rays of light falling on the heads of the Giant Spirit Clan are all yellow, and the source is also the yellow slate passed down by their ancestors.

It seems that what the eight major protoss have passed down from generation to generation for tens of thousands of years is their own nemesis!

When death is imminent, many people feel sad.

Some people remembered the ancestral teaching: Do not leave the Black Mountain Territory, let alone let the eight stone slabs gather together, otherwise a disaster will come.

Originally, they all scoffed and ignored these ancestral teachings. They yearn for the outside world of cultivation, and they all want to break through themselves and take a step further on the road of cultivation.

For this reason, they did not hesitate to start a war with the other five tribes and kill each other!

But in the end, this seems to have become a joke. The goal is to achieve the goal by any means, but in the end it becomes a stepping stone for others.

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"

Some people looked up to the sky and screamed, but nothing could be changed. They were soon hit by the glow, and their bodies turned into ashes, leaving only a pool of blood.

Some people wanted to rush out of the Wusheng Valley, but were blocked by an invisible force. Only then did they understand that it turned out that Demon Lord Qingyun deliberately concealed many secrets. The magic circle arranged by him had secretly covered the entire No life valley!

In other words, he had already made plans to sacrifice everyone!

"It's so picturesque."

Demon Lord Qingyun was admiring the tragic situation of everyone from high in the sky, his eyes were slightly narrowed and his expression was intoxicated.

Wu Changqing's expression was complicated.

Especially when he saw the clansmen who had followed him in the past dying in the battle one by one, he couldn't help but feel bitterness welling up in his heart. But he didn't stop him, he just sighed, closed his eyes, and didn't want to look anymore.

The glow is still falling.

The 160,000 foreign troops were like clay figures, washed away by the heavy rain and instantly turned into nothing.

But outside Wusheng Valley, a cloud of purple clouds was flying very fast, and it didn't take long to reach thousands of miles away.

The mountains here are continuous, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The evil spirit of the Wusheng Valley has completely disappeared here, and the energy contained in the purple clouds has gradually been exhausted, and finally landed on the top of a barren mountain, with hundreds of figures appearing.

These people are the survivors of Nanxuan, but all of them are seriously injured, with weak breath and tired look.

"It should be safe here."

Liang Yan used his spiritual consciousness to check the entire mountain peak, and after confirming that there was no danger around, he asked Tang Qianzhi and others to sit down on the top of the mountain.

"The aliens won't be chasing them, will they?" Someone was worried and couldn't help but ask.

"No, I don't think that Demon Lord Qingyun and the three major foreign races are of the same mind. He is secretly scheming against the foreign races. Now that his ambition is exposed, I'm afraid there will be a fight and there will be no time to pursue us."

Liang Yan said and distributed a bottle of elixir to everyone present.

"Restore some spiritual power first. Only with spiritual power can we suppress the injuries in the body."

"Thank you, Commander Liang, for saving me!" Tang Qianzhi looked grateful and took the elixir bottle with both hands.

"No need to say thank you. You are all soldiers who followed Liang in the Northern Expedition. You have been with me through life and death. As the commander, how can I not help you?"

After hearing what Liang Yan said, everyone was even more grateful, but when they thought about the current situation, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Recalling the time when the 100,000-strong army was dispatched from Huntian Ridge, they were high-spirited and ready to attack Huanglong. But he didn't expect to suffer such a bad fate. There were countless casualties. Only a few hundred monks were left among the 10,000 monks who performed the mission.

"It was me who harmed everyone." Tang Qianzhi sighed.

"Now is not the time to blame yourself. You should hurry up and recover your spiritual power. We will talk about other things later." Liang Yan said calmly.

"Um."

Tang Qianzhi also knew that the situation was urgent, and the most important thing now was to regain his strength. In such a dangerous place, every additional strength means more possibility of survival.

He said no more, and like the hundreds of Nanxuan monks beside him, he swallowed the pills in the bottle one by one, then sat cross-legged and meditated, began to restore his spiritual power and suppress the injuries in his body.

Liang Yan was standing by to protect everyone.

He kept staring in the direction he came from. Although his face was calm, there was worry deep in his eyes.

Liang Yan did not refuse when Wu Xin took the initiative to cut off the girl, because he knew the witch's abilities and should not be trapped.

But after all, she was not seen out of danger. There were exceptions to everything. If he didn't see her after waiting for a while, Liang Yan would consider returning to the Valley of No Life.

Just as he was thinking secretly, the sky in the distance suddenly shook, and then a space crack opened.

A snow-white caterpillar flew out from it. It was only three inches long at first, then quickly grew in size and flew into the sky.

Seeing the sky-swallowing insect, Liang Yan felt happy and knew that Wuxin was out of trouble.

Sure enough, the bug landed on the top of the mountain, then opened its big mouth and spit out Wu Xin, Li Xiaosong, Lao Jin and others.

Liang Yan saw Li Xiaosong turn back into a white civet cat with drooped eyelids, being held in Wu Xin's arms, looking languid.

"What's wrong with Xiaosong?"

"The girl is seriously injured."

Wu Xin sighed and said: "After all, we have to stop more than 40 Transformation Tribulation Realm monks with different skills. It is a miracle that we can persist for so long. Without your Ten Thousand Demon Banners, all four of them would have died here. "

After saying that, Wu Xin handed Li Xiaosong to Liang Yan, and also handed over the Ten Thousand Monsters Banner.

Liang Yan took away the Ten Thousand Monsters Flag and carefully checked the injuries in Li Xiaosong's body, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What a weird spell. This should be the ancient witchcraft of the Witch Clan."

"That's right." Wuxin nodded and said, "I have also checked her injuries. This technique is weird, and various seals are intertwined in the body. I don't dare to heal her injuries easily, so I can only leave it to you."

"Um"

Liang Yan looked thoughtful. The ancient witchcraft was indeed strange. Fortunately, he had studied the "Shennong Emperor Sutra" and knew some ways to crack it.

Shennong Tuo was the "Medical Sage" and once tried hundreds of herbs to save people. The "Shennong Emperor Sutra" is a combination of martial arts and medical skills. Although there is no chapter specifically devoted to witchcraft, there are similar solutions.

According to his own understanding, Liang Yan took several pills to Li Xiaosong and tried to heal her injuries.

After a while, Li Xiaosong suddenly coughed violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood.

Although he is still in a coma, his face is rosy and his breath is much clearer. It seems to be working well.

"The injury has been suppressed, but this witchcraft is so intricate that it cannot be forcibly removed by external force. Next, we must rely on Xiaosong's own strength." Liang Yan said thoughtfully.

After hearing this, Wu Xin smiled and said, "As long as the injury can be suppressed and prevented from getting worse, with her strength, it won't take long for her to wake up."

"Um."

Liang Yan nodded and looked at Lao Jin and others.

This time it was really a fierce battle. Not only was he seriously injured, but also Li Xiaosong, Lao Jin, Hong Wu, Zhao Xunzhen, and the people who followed him were all injured. Fortunately, the other three were not as serious as Li Xiaosong's injuries and could rest. It will take a few days to recover.

"Thank you for your hard work. Come back and recuperate."

Liang Yan distributed the elixirs to all three of them, and then put them into the gourd.

As soon as he finished all this, Wu Xin came over and asked with a concerned look on his face: "How are you now? Does your injury matter?"

In the witch's memory, there are only a handful of times where Liang Yan was seriously injured. If we really want to count, it was the time when he was besieged by three ancestors of the sect in Yixing Pavilion, and the time when he was attacked by Luo Qing in the Qianji Demon Tower. injured.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, I can't help it."

Liang Yan shook his head.

He has the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dragon" in his body. Even though he was hit by the Taotie real body of Demon Lord Qingyun, he could recover as before in a short time.

Compared to the injury, he was more concerned about another thing now.

"To be honest, before setting off, my heavenly senses were activated, indicating that the sixth difficulty was coming. I originally thought it was these alien races, but I didn't expect that after a big battle, I still didn't sense any signs of a breakthrough."

After listening to Liang Yan's message, Wu Xin looked surprised.

"Your sixth difficulty has actually come?"

She recalled the battle just now, frowned slightly and said: "It was indeed a fierce battle just now. If we hadn't planned properly in advance and internal strife broke out among the alien tribes, we might not be able to escape unscathed. But such a dangerous battle has not yet happened. Overcome your sixth difficulty?”

"Well, I feel like this sixth difficulty is different from the past. Maybe it's not a battle, but a cause and effect!"

"Cause and effect?" Wuxin was a little surprised, shook his head and said: "The theory of cause and effect originated from your human race. We demons value strength and prey on the weak, but we don't believe in cause and effect."

"The law of heaven is conserved, and it is somehow involved."

Liang Yan sighed and continued: "My heavenly and human induction predicts a person related to the Sixth Difficulty, and that is Nan Youyue."

"she?"

Wu Xin was greatly surprised, but he immediately realized it and smiled sweetly: "After a long time, it turned out to be your confidante, no wonder! Who doesn't love that delicate Confucian fairy? Even I am tempted when I see it. Want to Don’t you want me to find her and make her a good pair of sisters for you to hug on both sides?”

When she said this, there was no trace of anger on her face, she spoke softly, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of spring color, as if she really wanted Liang Yan to enjoy the blessings of everyone.

But Liang Yan knew the temperament of this witch.

The more angry you are, the more cheerful you will be.

If it weren't for the injuries on his body, a real magic knife would have hit him head on.

"Let's get down to business!"

Liang Yan acted very serious.

He glanced at Wuxin and said slowly: "In the battle at Xuantian Pass, I was injured by the saint. If Nan Youyue hadn't taken the initiative to donate her heart and blood, I wouldn't be where I am now. Therefore, the cause and effect of this incident was at that time It has already been formed, although I knew she liked me, but she did not accept this friendship, which made the cause and effect worse, and I guess the sixth difficulty arises from this."

After Wu Xin listened, the teasing look on his face gradually disappeared, he nodded, and his face became serious.

Of course she knew that there was nothing wrong between the two of them and she just liked to say things to tease Liang Yan. Moreover, the witch knew the importance and knew that now was not the time to be jealous. The most important thing was to find the clues to the sixth difficulty and the way to solve it. !

Liang Yan added: "It is precisely because I know that my sixth difficulty is related to Nan Youyue, so when I heard that she was captured by a foreign race, I guessed that the sixth difficulty should be caused by these foreign races. But in But Nan Youyue was not seen in Wusheng Valley, maybe this is the reason why I didn’t survive the sixth difficulty?”

"Um"

Wuxin nodded and muttered: "Didn't that person take out the token you gave to Nan Youyue? If Nan Youyue was not captured by the aliens, how could they have that bamboo flute?"

"This is what's strange, I can't understand it either." Liang Yan frowned.

Wu Xin thought for a moment, and then his eyes drifted not far away. The Nanxuan monks who were sitting cross-legged and meditating on the top of the mountain suddenly smiled and said:

"Perhaps you should ask Tang Qianzhi."