Chapter 279 Disaster

The important place of the demon race, Qianwu Palace.

A group of level 7 demon beasts knelt in front of the palace in unison, their movements were uniform and strict.

These usually ferocious and brutal level 7 demon beasts were no longer as fierce as before. Each demon beast was submissive and docile like a sheep, kneeling on the ground, not daring to move.

The white tiger knelt in the group of demon beasts, with its two front legs bent and its head hanging down.

It trembled all over, terrified, and did not dare to look up at the demon elders in the palace.

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn, a murderous aura spread, and the hall was extremely silent.

In front of this group of demon beasts, the level 7 fire leopard lay straight on the ground, its fur trembling all over, unable to move at all.

Gu Yun's intermediate sword skills were extremely powerful.

Until now, he could not move freely.

The Milky Way fell from the sky, with overwhelming power. Even with its strong body, it could not bear it.

Now, its whole body felt like it was falling apart, and it was in great pain.

Fortunately, Gu Yun's cultivation was only in the Spiritual Silence Stage, and his comprehension of the intermediate sword technique was not yet perfect, so he could not perfectly exert the power of this sword technique. Otherwise, if it was replaced by other Jindan stage cultivators, using the magic weapon-level flying sword to perform this intermediate sword technique, it would not be lying here now and would have died long ago.

Fortunately, it was lucky to save its life, but the fire leopard did not feel the slightest joy.

On the contrary, it was very worried about whether it could still survive.

This life could only belong to it temporarily.

This time, it was responsible for guarding the medicine garden, but two Spiritual Silence stage cultivators stole many thousand-year-old spiritual medicines.

If it was just stealing, it would be fine.

What's more hateful is that the two Spiritual Silence stage cultivators actually robbed it unscrupulously, as if it didn't exist.

What he could not stand the most was that he, a dignified seventh-level demon beast, was beaten to the point of being unable to get up by a spiritual Silence cultivator, and watched them pick many thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and then leave in style.

Such a heavy loss was beyond his tolerance limit.

The two spiritual Silence cultivators made him lose face and feel ashamed.

Moreover, it was no longer a matter of face, but how he should deal with the aftermath.

Thousand-year spiritual herbs were extremely rare and extremely important to the demon race.

Most of the sixth-level demon beasts, if they wanted to advance to the seventh-level demon beasts, had to eat thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

But now, the demon race had waited for the medicine garden for a thousand years, and only then did the spiritual herbs mature. They did not enjoy them, but two ignorant spiritual Silence cultivators took away most of them at once!

This was a huge loss.

For hundreds of years to come, the demon race would no longer be able to give birth to a seventh-level demon beast every once in a while as before.

In the long run, the power of the demon race would gradually weaken.

Once the power of the tribe weakens, a war will easily break out.

Now the demon tribe can still compete with the cultivators, and they are evenly matched. Once their power declines, it is easy to imagine what will happen in the future.

The six demon elders in the hall looked at the group of level 7 demon beasts below, and they were all extremely angry.

The six demon elders are all level 9 demon beasts, and their strength is far superior to that of ordinary late Jindan cultivators.

Before, they were all in retreat, and knew very little about the outside world.

If Baihu hadn't forcibly called them out of retreat, I don't know what the situation would have become.

It is unknown whether the entire demon tribe was captured.

The cultivators' attack on the demon tribe was obviously well prepared.

This is a conspiracy.

More than 200 spiritual silence cultivators attacking the entire demon tribe is nothing short of a joke.

The cultivators' move is obviously a feint to the east and attack in the west!

They are attacking the demon tribe openly, but they are secretly trying to collect thousand-year-old spiritual medicines!

The conspiracy of the cultivators is really hard to guard against.

The intelligence of monsters is not as good as that of cultivators, especially those level 7 monsters. Although their intelligence is no different from that of ordinary people, they are completely different from cultivators if they are allowed to play tricks.

The cultivators' conspiracy hit the monsters' weak spot.

The loss of more than half of the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine is a huge blow to the monsters!

But the cultivators are not having a good time either. The loss of more than 200 spiritual silence cultivators is also a heavy loss.

Several monster elders suppressed their anger, and a level 9 golden monkey began to give orders.

"From now on, the monsters will start killing. All cultivators who enter the misty forest will be killed without mercy, regardless of their cultivation level!"

The cultivators are really despicable. Although they attacked the monsters, they did not violate the human-monster agreement.

The monsters are not strong enough to fight against the cultivators.

They can only swallow this bitter fruit alone.

How can the entire monster race be willing to suffer such a great humiliation?

This order to massacre the cultivators is revenge and counterattack!

Moreover, the advancement of monsters does not necessarily rely on spiritual medicine alone. Devouring cultivators is another way to advance quickly.

However, before the monster hunting, it was always tacitly agreed by the two tribes. Level 7 monsters and Jindan stage cultivators almost never participated in it.

But now the cultivators are not moral, and the monster tribe does not need to be polite.

A large number of Jindan stage cultivators were dispatched to wander throughout the Misty Forest and massacre the cultivators.

Under the plea of ​​a group of level 7 monsters, the fire leopard was spared the death penalty by the monster elders and allowed to counterattack.

As long as it can kill 300 spiritual silencing cultivators, it can be spared the death penalty, and its previous mistakes will be forgiven.

After all, level 7 monsters are rare, and now many thousand-year-old spiritual medicines have been lost. If the fire leopard is executed again, it will be a great loss to the monster clan. Instead of doing this, it is better to let the fire leopard make meritorious deeds and kill the cultivators.

A group of level 7 monsters, led by the orders of the monster elders, with many level 6 monsters and level 5 monsters, began to sweep the misty forest.

In the misty forest, a bloody storm was set off again!

…

In a secret place in Tianxiao Realm.

A purple-clothed cultivator stood in front of a sea of ​​flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers was full of fragrance.

In the sea of ​​flowers, a masked cultivator stood in the shadows.

The masked cultivator had an ethereal aura, blending into the sea of ​​flowers.

The purple-robed cultivator was Liang Yun.

"Failed!" Liang Yun said quietly, looking into the depths of the sea of ​​flowers with a pale face.

But he could not see the appearance of the masked man in the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

The masked cultivator was silent for a moment, and after a long while, he said faintly: "This time, the master has been planning for a long time, and has spent no less than five million on you! More than two hundred spiritual and silent cultivators, in order to protect you, have all died in the misty forest, and no one survived!"

The voice was ethereal, as if it came from outside the nine heavens, and it seemed to be whispering in his ear.

Liang Yun could not even tell whether the person who was speaking was a man or a woman.

Liang Jun lowered his head and said, "I am incompetent and I am willing to accept the punishment!"

The masked cultivator was silent for a moment and said, "It's not that you are too weak, it's that Gu Yun is too strong! Wushuang Zhenren is very shrewd. If his grandson could be easily killed, the Tianxiao Realm would have been in chaos. But the fact is that he is still the number one in the Tianxiao Realm and his position is unshakable."

Liang Jun's eyes flashed with unwillingness, and then he said, "If it was just Gu Yun, I would have a 70% chance of killing him, but Lin Mu, who was traveling with him, is far more powerful than expected. The five-color ring he used is extremely powerful. Once any top-grade flying sword is trapped by it, it will be unable to move at all. Not only that, the attack power of the five-color ring is also extremely strong. Even the micro-magic weapon-level armor cannot block its attack and can be easily beaten into a sieve."

"Lin Mu!" The masked cultivator recited slowly, pondering for a while.

After a long time, a faint voice sounded in Liang Yun's ears again: "I already know everything, and I will report it truthfully. You go down and wait, there will be news soon, and whether you will be punished or rewarded will be told to you."

Liang Yun bowed respectfully and left.

After Liang Yun left, the masked cultivator in the sea of ​​flowers slowly opened his eyes.

"Lin Mu, Lin Mu, Lin Mu." The masked cultivator repeated Lin Mu's name three times, then waved his hand, and the whole person slowly floated up and flew out.

The breeze gently caressed the veil on the masked cultivator's face.

Under the veil, there was a peerless face, stunningly beautiful.

The veil then fell quickly, covering her face.

Then she left the secret realm and left.

What was surprising was that when she left, the sea of ​​flowers also flew up, surrounded her, and kept dancing beside her, leaving with her.

Flowers bloom all over the world, and all flowers go together!

After the masked cultivator left, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in the secret realm.

Looking at the direction where the masked cultivator left, the mysterious man showed a barely perceptible smile on his face.

Then, he also left quickly.

…

Linwufang, Wufang is in the middle.

In a quiet room, Gu Yun was lying on the bed, unconscious.

Luan Cai's eyes were red, and there were still traces of tears on her face.

Gu Yun forced himself to perform the intermediate sword skills, which caused great damage to himself. Lin Mu checked it out and found that cracks were everywhere in his meridians, his spiritual power was disordered, and his body was a mess.

Lin Mu looked calm, knowing that now was not the time to be sad. If he delayed his illness and missed the opportunity for treatment, it would be the biggest loss. Given Gu Yun's current injuries, it is only right that he needs to be treated as soon as possible.

Luan Cai had already lost her mind and was only crying. Although she restrained herself a little after Lin Mu's persuasion, she still couldn't help crying.

Lin Mu smiled bitterly and made a decision on his own. He took out Shengsheng Hematopoietic Pill and Hehe Hemostatic Pill from Gu Yun, took out one of each, and fed them to Gu Yun.

The pills melted in the mouth and were very effective. Gu Yun woke up from his coma in a cup of tea and spit out a pool of black blood, which was shocking.

"Awake!" Luan Cai said happily: "Young Master is awake!"

Lin Mu also smiled and helped Gu Yun sit up.

Hehe Hemostatic Pill, the effect is really good.

The first thing Gu Yun did when he woke up was to start breathing and meditating immediately.

Lin Mu stopped disturbing him and left the quiet room with Luan Cai, gently closing the door.

After saying goodbye to Luan Cai, Lin Mu left Wufangju and returned to Baibao Pavilion.

After returning to the pavilion, Lin Mu exchanged greetings with his mother and Yunmeng, and immediately went into seclusion.

During this trip to collect herbs, he also suffered some hidden injuries. Although the injuries were minor, he could not be careless.

Five days later.

Lin Mu woke up from his meditation, feeling refreshed, his injuries had completely healed.

He pushed open the door and walked out of the quiet room to the store.

In the store, Lin's mother, Yun Meng, and Gu Chen were sitting around, but no one came into the store.

"Why is the store so deserted today?" Lin Mu couldn't help asking.

Gu Chen shook his head and sighed, "Master, you don't know, the demon race has begun to slaughter cultivators. Almost all those who went to the Misty Forest to hunt demons died there. Those who escaped by chance said that they even saw level 7 demon beasts appearing."

"Now cultivators dare not enter the Misty Forest to hunt demons, so our talismans have no market." Gu Chen sighed.

"It turns out to be like this!" Lin Mu smiled bitterly as if he had realized something.

His collection of herbs has angered the entire demon race and affected many demon hunters.

Even the business of Baibao Pavilion has been affected.