Mortal Cultivation: Beginning with a Monkey Falling From the Sky

Chapter 833 Mental Depression

Mingyue wanted to say something else, but seeing Ye Linglong's firm eyes, she finally nodded: "Then be careful!"

Ye Linglong no longer hesitated, mobilized all her spiritual power and rushed towards the altar. However, just as she was about to approach the altar, a powerful force suddenly knocked her away.

"Who is it?!" Ye Linglong stabilized her figure and looked around cautiously.

"Haha, little girl, you are very brave, you dare to break into the forbidden area!" A cold voice came from behind the altar.

Ye Linglong followed the sound and saw a figure wearing a black robe, his face hidden in the darkness slowly walking out.

"Who are you?!" Ye Linglong's heart trembled. She could feel that the black-robed man in front of her had unfathomable strength!

"You are not qualified to know who I am!" The man in black robe snorted coldly, "However, I can tell you that everything you have done is in vain. The evil ritual is about to be completed, and no one can stop it!"

"Really? That's not necessarily the case!" At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Linglong and the man in black robe turned to look at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, with a handsome face, but a hint of sickly paleness, slowly walking out of the darkness.

"Leader!" Ye Linglong was overjoyed. She knew that the leader had finally regained his sanity!

"Who are you? How dare you break into the forbidden area of ​​our demon sect?!" The man in black robe looked at the man who suddenly appeared, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Master of the Demon Cult, Xuanfeng!" The middle-aged man looked at the man in black robe coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanfeng flashed and appeared in front of the man in black robes, and slapped his chest with a palm. black robe

The man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his palms to greet him.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, two powerful forces collided, and the entire underground palace shook violently.

At the same time, on the battlefield, the originally powerful Demon Cult army suddenly became chaotic. Many Demon Cult disciples looked confused, as if they had lost their direction.

"What's going on?!" Xue Sha was shocked. He felt that a powerful force was quickly dissipating, and this force came from the leader!

"Could it be..." Xue Sha suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Blood Fiend, your doom has come!" Li Yifeng seized the opportunity and stabbed the Blood Fiend with a sword.

"Damn it!" the blood demon roared, but it was too late to resist, and he could only watch as the sword pierced his heart.

"Leader..." Xue Sha spit out the last two words with difficulty, and then fell to the ground unwillingly.

With the death of the Blood Fiend, the Demon Cult army completely lost control and began to collapse. When the righteous disciples saw this, their morale was greatly boosted, and they launched a fierce counterattack against the demon sect.

However, just when the right path was about to win, a huge space crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and a terrifying aura came from the crack, making everyone's hearts tremble.

"What is that?!"

Everyone looked up at the crack in the sky, their eyes filled with fear.

"Hahaha, don't let any of you have an easy time!" A voice full of resentment came from the crack, "I want all of you to be buried with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge black claw poked out from the crack...

The huge space crack in the sky seems like a black hole that swallows everything.

It exudes a chilling aura of terror. A huge black claw protruded from the crack, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end was coming. The righteous disciples looked up in horror, the weapons in their hands clattered to the ground, and they forgot to resist.

"Hahaha, go to hell!" The vicious voice echoed across the world, and the huge black claws struck down the battlefield with the power to destroy the world.

"No!" Gu Jiuchen's eyes were about to burst, and he waved out a palm to try to stop the attack of the black claws. However, his power was insignificant in front of the huge black claws.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the ground shook, and the entire battlefield was swallowed up by black light.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, outside the Tianxian Sect, only the ruins of the originally majestic mountain gate remained. On the battlefield, corpses piled up like mountains, blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Gu Jiuchen stood in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, his figure bleak and lonely. His clothes were torn and stained with blood, and his originally handsome face was now filled with exhaustion and pain.

"Master..."

A weak voice came, and Gu Jiuchen turned around suddenly, only to see Ye Linglong stumbling towards him. Her face was pale, and there was still blood on the corner of her mouth. She was obviously seriously injured.

"Linglong, are you okay?" Gu Jiuchen quickly stepped forward to support her, his eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine, Master, the others..." Ye Linglong's voice choked with sobs. She looked around, but she only saw devastation and death everywhere.

Gu Jiuchen was silent, he didn't know how to answer. In this battle, the Righteous Alliance suffered heavy losses, and even his most proud disciple...

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It's all my fault. If I had discovered the Demon Cult's conspiracy earlier, so many people wouldn't have died..." Gu Jiuchen murmured to himself, his tone full of self-blame and pain.

Ye Linglong shook her head. She held Gu Jiuchen's hand and tried to give him some comfort: "Master, this is not your fault. We have all tried our best..."

However, her voice became smaller and smaller, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. The cruelty of this war has been deeply engraved in her heart, and she doesn't know how long she can hold on.

In the distance, Mingyue and Xuan Yu supported each other. They were also injured to varying degrees, but at this moment, they were more worried about the safety of others and the final outcome of this war.

Despair, like the plague, spreads in the hearts of the survivors of the Righteous Alliance...

Mingyue gently pressed a piece of clean cloth to the wound on Xuan Yu's arm. Blood seeped out, staining the white cloth and her eyes red. "Will you still be okay?" she asked in a low voice, her voice trembling like fallen leaves blowing in the wind.

A forced smile appeared on Xuan Yu's pale face, "Don't worry, Mingyue, we are all still alive. This is hope." He wanted to reach out and pat Mingyue's shoulder to express comfort, but the wound was affected, and he gasped in pain. A breath of cool air.

"It's all my fault. If I could have discovered the traces of the demon sect's envoy earlier, I wouldn't have..." Mingyue choked with sobs, self-blame and sadness wrapped around her like vines, making her almost breathless.

"It's not your fault, Mingyue, no one could have expected such a thing to happen." Xuan Yu interrupted her, "The most important thing now is to cheer up

Come, we will continue to fight, for those comrades who sacrificed their lives, and to protect the human world. "

However, although his words were firm, they could not hide the heavy feeling of powerlessness deep in his heart. The Demon Cult is coming this time with great force, and its strength is far beyond their imagination. Can they really win this war?

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was opened, and Xuanfeng strode in. His expression was solemn and his brows were furrowed, as if he were weighing down a huge mountain. "Brother Jiuchen, we have to talk."

Gu Jiuchen sat in the shadow, as if he was integrated with the darkness. Hearing Xuanfeng's voice, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. "Brother Xuanfeng, you're here." His voice was hoarse, revealing deep exhaustion and confusion.

Xuanfeng sat down opposite him and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jiuchen, I know you are in pain now, but we can't give up, we still have hope."

"Hope?" Gu Jiuchen smiled bitterly, "Look outside, there are corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. Is this the hope you are talking about?" He stood up suddenly and pointed to the sky in the distance, "The demon sect's minions have already Reaching out to the human world, we tried our best, but still couldn't stop them. Such hope is too slim. "

Xuanfeng fell silent, knowing that what Gu Jiuchen said was true. The power of the Demon Cult far exceeded their expectations, and in this war, they had reached the edge of the cliff.

"No, Brother Jiuchen, we still have a chance." Xuanfeng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I have sent people to contact other sects and ask them to send troops for support. I believe reinforcements will arrive soon."

Gu Jiuchen's eyes flickered, but there was no

say. He knew that Xuanfeng was trying to comfort him, but in the face of the powerful strength of the Demon Sect, could it really turn the tide of the battle just by relying on the support of other sects?

The tent fell into dead silence again, and the heavy atmosphere made people breathless. In the distance, a touch of fish belly white appears on the horizon. A new day is coming, but what will be waiting for them?

The white fish belly gradually dyed half of the sky white, and a new day began with the bloody smell of war. In the distance, Li Yifeng arrived with reinforcements. The exhausted team was like a torrent of steel, merging into the battlefield with the last glimmer of hope. However, in the face of the overwhelming offensive of the Demon Cult, their arrival was more like a drop in the bucket and they were unable to save the day.

Ye Linglong shuttled among the wounded, bandaging their wounds and delivering water and food. Every painful moan and every pair of desperate eyes was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart. She suppressed the fear and anxiety in her heart and tried her best to smile, hoping to bring some comfort to these people who were struggling on the edge of life and death.

"Have you heard? The Demon Cult sent an extremely terrifying figure this time. I heard that his whole body was shrouded in black mist. No one has seen his true face. His attacks were extremely ruthless. Those who died in his hands... Even the soul will be devoured.”

"I've heard about it too. It's said that he is the direct disciple of the leader of the Demon Cult. His strength is unfathomable. Even Elder Xuanfeng and Sect Leader Gu joined forces, but they couldn't get any benefit from him."

The wounded soldiers lowered their voices and talked about the rumors about the mysterious black figure, their voices full of fear and despair. Listening to these rumors, Ye Linglong's heart seemed to fall into an ice cave.

A chill shot from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

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