Chapter 394 Heavy Work (33)

The flesh and blood jungle collapsed, and the supply of Qi and blood to Mo City was immediately interrupted.

Outside Mo City, the pressure on the monks maintaining the formation suddenly increased, causing the formation to collapse.

In Mo City, only one immortal master escaped.

His hair was disheveled and his body was mutilated. At this time, he flew madly into the formation and shouted to the other two immortal masters: "Run! We can't stay in this place!"

"What's wrong with you!" An immortal master shouted in shock, "What's wrong with Mo City?"

"Crazy, everyone is crazy! The whole Mo City is crazy! Run now, otherwise it will be too late."

"What about the sect's magic weapon down there?"

"Lost, everything is lost! There are crazy people in Mo City now, shouting words that I can't understand! No, I'm leaving!"

The immortal master immediately fled frantically, but as soon as he left the range of the sect's magical weapon, he saw a huge fist falling from the sky.

This punch was like the arrival of the God of War, with supreme will in the fist peak, as if a monk in charge of heaven and earth was pronouncing his life and death, making this immortal master feel the arrival of death.

With a scream, he frantically threw various magic weapons and a large number of spells. His whole figure continued to accelerate, but he was still hit by the huge fist and dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving only a huge jungle of flesh and blood.

Seeing the fate of this immortal master, the remaining two Jindan monks no longer had the calmness they had before.

Mo City has been lost, and the sect's magic weapon is crumbling. They thought it was a sure-fire mission, but now it has turned out like this, making them feel the impermanence of fate.

Just when they were dazed, the sound of breaking sounded, and the formation that maintained this place finally cracked, indicating that Daoxuan was about to enter here.

Looking at each other, they immediately removed their connection with the sect's magic weapon.

Without the support of the Jindan monks, the sect's magic weapon was finally completely broken. The monk who maintained the magic weapon had no support. He was knocked unconscious by Daoxuan's punch and lay on the ground with his life and death unknown.

The two immortal masters also vomited blood, then turned their backs to each other and flew desperately in the opposite direction.

After glancing at the two of them, Daoxuan strode out and rushed towards the strongest Jindan cultivator among them.

Another Jindan monk ran thousands of miles.

When he stopped to take a breath, he saw two sword lights falling in front of him. Gong Yangyu and Gu Xingyun appeared in front of him, looking at him coldly.

Seeing the two of them, the golden elixir cultivator felt relieved again.

But after seeing that one of them was Gu Xingyun, he showed a smile that was about to survive a disaster, and then pointed at Gong Yangyu and shouted: "Gu Xingyun, you and I join forces, let's kill this woman together!"

Seeing that Gu Xingyun didn't move, he shouted anxiously: "You and I are both members of the Demon Sect, and we should be united in dealing with the outside world now! Kill Gong Yangyu, and I will take you into the Xuantian Sect, and I will definitely try to ensure that you become the Xuantian Sect. Immortal master, enjoy endless happiness! The taste of blood is extremely wonderful, you can understand it after practicing Xuantian Sect."

Seeing that Gu Xingyun still hadn't moved, he rolled his eyes and continued: "I understand, what you want is Mo City, right? I guarantee that Xuantian Sect will conquer Mo City and then drive away the Mo family. You can do it How about this city lord?"

Gu Xingyun silently watched the Jindan monk in front of him speak nonsense, and suddenly smiled softly.

"I thought Mo Weichen was just a idiot, but I never thought that he taught me a lesson, letting me know that no matter how bad a scumbag is, he still has his good side."

"I thought the monks in Mo City were all scoundrels, but it was these scoundrels who chopped down the jungle of flesh and blood and beat up the people I had never dared to touch before."

"Master Gongyang, you are right, I really shouldn't think too much. Mo City has already made their choice. As a sword cultivator, I only need to follow their ideas."

After listening to Gu Xingyun's words, the Jindan monk in front of him turned pale and said fiercely: "Gu Xingyun, you are trying to make an enemy of our Xuantian Sect!"

"Haha, even if we are not enemies, have you let Mo Cheng go? Talking is useless, just do it."

Bloody light appeared in an instant.

When talking to Gu Xingyun, the golden elixir monk was already ready, and his own energy and blood condensed into a red line, rushing towards Gu Xingyun's heart.

This red line looks ordinary, but it has condensed almost all of his energy, blood and Taoism.

Inside the red line are demon species compressed to the limit. Each demon species has been carefully refined by him and is his final killing move.

As long as the sneak attack is successful, all Gu Xingyun's energy and blood can be taken away, allowing his subsequent escape speed to be even higher.

The red thread was as fast as lightning and shot into Gu Xingyun's body in an instant, beginning to swallow up his mana and blood.

Feeling the surging power, the golden elixir monk was overjoyed, with a ferocious smile on his face, but then he realized that Gu Xingyun and Gong Yangyu were getting further and further away from him.

The body lost control, and a feeling of powerlessness followed.

As his head slowly turned, he saw that the sky above his head was getting higher and higher, and the pale clouds were close in front of him.

This was the last scene he saw.

Below him, Gu Xingyun put away his magic sword and pulled off the red line on his chest.

Holding his chest, he could feel the red lines still running around in his body, but the sword intent in his heart was also emerging and began to clear these red lines.

The sword intention that had not changed for a long time began to boil, allowing him to experience the long-lost joy of improving his cultivation, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

When Jianxin calmed down, he looked at Gong Yangyu beside him, wiped away his tears in embarrassment, raised his hand and said, "I'm sorry, Master Gongyang, I made you laugh."

"No problem, congratulations to Master Gu."

Hearing this title, Gu Xingyun was stunned for a moment.

Afterwards, he bowed again and whispered, "Thank you, Master Gongyang."

At this point, the siege of Mo City ended.

The remaining sect magic tools of Xuantian Sect were transported back to Jiuzhou Refining Pavilion, where the immortal master of the Refining Pavilion used the earth fire furnace to smelt them again.

The remaining Xuantian Sect monks were packed and sent back to Jingxin Sect, where they were interrogated and educated, and then the punishment was decided according to the crime.

Li Si returned to the righteous sect with his good brother.

The two of them went to Jiuzhou with Li Lao to return the sect magic tools and receive rewards.

Mo Weichen continued to serve as the city lord, but he and Gu Xingyun also needed to take the sect magic tools to the Refining Pavilion to repair them.

Afterwards, the Qimen monks sent people here to start cleaning up the demon seeds here, hoping to completely clean up the demon seeds within a year.

Everything has settled, but Lin Yuan's work has just begun.

In Anping Sect, Lin Yuan sighed, and then replaced the cultivator in front of him with a two-zhang-tall body.

At the gate of Anping Sect, there were already tens of thousands of cultivators lined up, and changing all of them would allow Lin Yuan's Wanxiangshu to reach a higher level.

Just looking at the two-zhang-tall cultivators, Lin Yuan felt that this job was a bit heavy.