Chapter 869 Seal

Gu Jiuchen took a deep look at Ye Linglong. He knew her determination and would no longer stop her. Holding the blade of light, he rushed into the demonic army like a tiger descending a mountain. Wherever he passed, the demonic energy dissipated and the enemy was routed.

Ye Linglong used Linglong Zui to cast a newly learned spell. With a tap of her fingertips, sound waves shot out like sharp blades, hitting the masters of the Demon Cult accurately. Wails were heard everywhere, and the Demon Cult was in chaos.

"What a powerful spell!" Upon seeing this, the Zhengdao disciples cheered and encouraged Ye Linglong.

Ye Linglong's outstanding performance greatly boosted the morale of Zhengdao. They fought bravely to fight the enemy and gradually regained their original disadvantage.

On the other side, Xuanfeng and Xuanyu joined forces to launch an earth-shattering showdown with the leader of the Demon Cult. The three of them are all top masters in the world, and their battles are thrilling and breathtaking. I saw the sword energy crisscrossing, the sword light flashing, and every collision erupted with energy waves that destroyed the world.

Xuanfeng and Xuanyu cooperated tacitly. They attacked and defended, and firmly suppressed the leader of the Demon Cult. However, the leader of the Demon Cult had profound skills after all. He seized an opportunity and suddenly sent out a black beam of light, knocking Xuan Yu back several steps.

"Opportunity!" A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Demon Cult. He flashed and appeared in front of Xuanfeng in an instant, and slapped his chest with a palm.

"Be careful!" Xuan Yu exclaimed when he saw this, and wanted to step forward to rescue, but it was already too late.

At the critical moment, a flash of light flashed in Xuanfeng's eyes. He didn't even dodge, and forcefully accepted the palm from the leader of the Demon Cult.

"Poof!" Xuanfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out, falling heavily to the ground several feet away.

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"Senior brother!" Xuan Yu's eyes were about to burst. He rushed to Xuan Feng and asked anxiously: "Senior brother, how are you?"

Xuanfeng's face was pale and his breath was weak. He shook his head with difficulty and said, "I'm fine, I can't die..."

"Hahaha, Xuanfeng, you are at the end of your strength, just accept your death!" The leader of the Demon Cult laughed wildly and approached step by step.

At this moment, a dazzling light fell from the sky and enveloped the leader of the Demon Cult...

In the dazzling light, an old man in plain clothes descended slowly. His beard and hair were all white, but his face was like a child's, and his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, seeming to contain endless wisdom.

"Immortal! It's the Immortal who has arrived!" The righteous disciples recognized the identity of the old man and were immediately overjoyed and their morale was greatly boosted.

This old man was an ancient immortal living in seclusion in the Kunlun Mountains. He sensed the catastrophe in the world and came out to help.

The ancient immortal's eyes swept across the battlefield, and finally stopped at the leader of the Demon Cult. He said calmly: "Niezhang, you have done many evil things, and today is your end!"

"Who are you? How dare you interfere with my demon sect's affairs!" The leader of the demon sect roared with anger, but he felt faintly uneasy in his heart because he felt a power from the old man that made his heart palpitate.

The ancient immortal didn't answer. He just waved his sleeves gently, and an invisible force imprisoned the leader of the Demon Cult in place, unable to move.

"This is... an immortal method! Who are you?!" The leader of the Demon Cult asked in horror. He had been practicing for hundreds of years and had never seen such a powerful force.

The ancient immortal ignored his question. He formed seals with his hands and chanted

As he spoke, ancient runes flew out of his mouth and turned into golden chains, tying up the leader of the Demon Cult.

"Seal!" The ancient immortal shouted softly, and the golden chain suddenly tightened, sealing the leader of the Demon Cult in a black sphere.

"No -" The leader of the Demon Cult roared in despair, but his voice was sealed within the sphere and could not be transmitted to the outside world.

The ancient immortal sealed the black sphere deep underground with a flick of his finger, and then set up numerous restrictions to ensure that the leader of the Demon Cult would never be able to stand up again.

"Thank you, Immortal, for your help!" Xuanfeng endured his injuries, walked up to the ancient Immortal, and saluted respectfully.

"There is no need to be polite. It is the duty of monks like us to subjugate demons." The ancient immortal said lightly, then he turned to look at Mingyue and praised: "You did a good job. You saved a life. You are better than the seventh level." Buddha."

Mingyue's face turned slightly red and she said modestly, "I'm just doing my part."

Since the leader of the Demon Cult was sealed, the remaining Demon Cultists have been running around like lost dogs. Under the leadership of Gu Jiuchen and Ye Linglong, the righteous coalition forces pursued the victory and completely wiped out the demonic forces, restoring peace to the past in the world.

However, beneath the joy of victory, there was a hint of sadness. Gu Jiuchen and Ye Linglong stood side by side, watching the sunset, their hearts filled with complicated emotions. How should the relationship between them develop? Can they really let go of everything and enjoy a peaceful life?

All this is still unknown...

The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the devastated battlefield, bringing a new light to this bloody battlefield.

The land is covered with a layer of tragic color. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, telling of the tragic battle just now. But the joy on the faces of the righteous disciples diluted the chilling atmosphere, because they won, and won a victory that determined the fate of the world.

Gu Jiuchen was dressed in white and stood proudly on the top of the mountain. There was no wave on his cold face, as if this battle was just an insignificant episode to him. He looked into the distance with deep eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Ye Linglong walked up to him with a bright smile on her face: "Jiuchen, we won."

Gu Jiuchen turned to look at her, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he nodded gently: "Well, we won."

"The Demon Cult has been completely destroyed, and the world has finally returned to peace. You should be happy." Seeing his indifferent expression, Ye Linglong couldn't help but joked.

Gu Jiuchen was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "I just think that the price of this victory is too high."

The smile on Ye Linglong's face gradually faded, and she understood what Gu Jiuchen meant. In this war, countless righteous disciples died heroically, and they exchanged their lives for the peace of the world.

"The dead are gone, and the living are like this. What we can do is to protect the peace they exchanged for their lives." Ye Linglong said softly.

Gu Jiuchen took a deep breath, suppressed the sadness in his heart, turned his head to look at Ye Linglong, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "Linglong, what are your plans next?"

Ye Linglong was slightly stunned. She hadn't thought about this question yet. After going through so many things, she just wanted to take a good rest now,

and enjoy the hard-won peaceful life.

"I haven't decided yet. Maybe I'll go around and see this beautiful country." Ye Linglong said with a smile, but there was an indescribable bitterness in her smile.

Gu Jiuchen naturally noticed the change in her mood, and he couldn't help feeling a little irritated. He knew that Ye Linglong had always had a knot in her heart, that is, the relationship between them.

"Linglong..." Gu Jiuchen hesitated. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start.

Ye Linglong looked up at him with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

"Nothing." Gu Jiuchen finally swallowed the words that were on his lips. He was afraid that his honesty would be rejected by her.

The two fell into silence again, and the atmosphere became a little subtle. In the distance, Xuanfeng and others were directing the disciples to clean up the battlefield, and laughter came from time to time, which formed a sharp contrast with the dull atmosphere on their side.

The setting sun made the figures of the two people particularly slender. They stood side by side on the top of the mountain, like a pair of immortal lovers. However, they all knew in their hearts that some things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.