Chapter 287 Horror Killing

Qingyun Sect, in a mountain range.

The weather was clear and sunny, but this place was covered with dark clouds, gusts of cold wind, and the shrill cries of evil spirits.

But in the dark clouds and ghost tides, a white light suddenly rose from the ground. This light was pure and beautiful, like the moon and fog, like waves and tides, like the Milky Way pouring back, and the moonlight rolling back, which was very beautiful.

The mountains were all dyed silver-white, and the sword light was crisscrossed, killing countless floating ghosts and zombies one by one.

Even though the formation was constantly wearing away the power of the people in it, it still couldn't stop the sharpness of this sword light.

The demon cultivators in charge of the siege had gloomy faces, with a look of astonishment in their eyes:

"We have information that Zhang Mengyao fell into a dying state due to backlash in Ruyue Market. Why is she not only resurrected now, but also stronger and has such power?!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this." A skinny old man said with a sinister face, "The other party has such potential, which is really a big worry for us. We should take this opportunity to surround and kill him!"

"That's a good idea! Otherwise, when he grows up, we will suffer!"

"That's right, don't think about holding back at this time, take out all the means at the bottom of the box, either she dies or we die today!"

The demon cultivators looked at each other, their faces were ferocious, and a hint of hostility surged in their eyes. Then, they used the means at the bottom of the box without hesitation.

Yuanchen's bone magic weapon, human skin ghost, mother-and-child evil spirit, human-faced evil moth... all kinds of strange magic methods obtained by killing people were used one by one.

All of them used all their means at this time, vowing to make Zhang Mengyao die here!

"Let's go together... huh?" Just as they were about to start, a faint and melodious music suddenly came from a distance.

"Where is this sound coming from?" The faces of the demon cultivators changed, and they became alert in an instant.

They are all experienced people, so they naturally pay great attention to any movement on the battlefield.

But when they identified the source of the sound, their faces froze: "Huh? Is this sound coming from the bone talisman communication above?"

The faces of the demon cultivators became suspicious, and after hesitating for a moment, they took it out and connected it.

It cannot be placed in the storage ring, otherwise it will interfere with the communication, so they have always carried it with them.

Soon, a unique music floated in the air.

"What does this mean?" Everyone looked at each other with a trace of confusion on their faces.

What was Ye Ming's intention in playing such spiritual music at this time?

But while they were thinking, they did not realize that their minds began to relax unconsciously, the murderous aura in their bodies dissipated, and even as time passed, they gradually felt an inexplicable sleepiness.

"Not good!" Finally someone noticed something was wrong and exclaimed, "There is something wrong with this music!"

The faces of the demon cultivators changed, and they took out the spiritual pills and swallowed them, while using their own magic weapons to protect themselves and isolate the sound.

But what they did not expect was that the spiritual music beside their ears was like a thorn in their bones, tightly entangled with them, and could not be removed by any means!

"What a joke?!" The demon cultivators desperately covered their ears, their faces were grim, but their eyelids could not stop fighting, and a strong sense of sleepiness came, "Why can't this sound be blocked?"

"Because the essence of sound is the sound waves generated by the vibration of objects, and the human body itself is a high-quality speaker..."

"What, who is it?" The demon cultivators were shocked and desperately opened their eyelids, looking in one direction, only to see a figure suddenly appear among them.

The figure in front of them was a handsome young man with a faint smile on his face, looking down at the demon cultivators in the field.

"Kill him!" Although the demon cultivators didn't know who the other party was, they had a rare consensus.

Because they were about to fall into a deep sleep and lose their resistance, any awake person, whether he was an enemy or a friend, had to kill him at all costs!

Because no cultivator was willing to hand himself over to a stranger without resistance!

The next moment, the bloated human-faced moth landed directly behind Lin Chen's head, the human-skin ghost bound his shadow, the mother-child Yin Sha manifested a female ghost figure with a baby in her belly and rushed over, and the Yuanchen white bone magic weapon hit Lin Chen's eyebrows fiercely...

Instantly, the demon cultivators unified the most terrifying attack methods in their hands and fell on Lin Chen!

But the next moment, all of them changed their faces, because all the attacks penetrated, and it was obvious that the Lin Chen in front of them was not real, but an illusory shadow!

"Go to sleep." Lin Chen smiled, "Go to sleep forever."

"No..."

The demon cultivators were shocked and angry, but they could not resist the waves of sleepiness coming from their souls. Even if they wanted to shout desperately, they seemed weak and subtle.

Soon, they fell from the air one after another, smashing big pits on the ground, and then, there were flashes of knife light, directly splitting them in half.

"This Requiem has a good effect..." Lin Chen's figure emerged in the light, and he looked at the corpses on the ground and smiled.

Then, he looked at the formation in the mountains.

At this moment, the formation lost the leadership of the demon cultivator, and the sword light tore through the dark clouds and rushed out forcefully.

"Lin Chen, is that you?!" Zhang Mengyao, who was a pale-faced Qingyun Sect foundation-building cultivator, rushed out.

She had just prepared for the battle, but she didn't expect that when she came out, she would face an unexpectedly familiar person.

"Lin Chen, why are you here?" Zhang Mengyao's face flashed with surprise.

You know, since they came to the location of the blood cultivator chaos, they were ambushed, and then they were chased by the demon cultivators. She didn't even know where she was, but the other party knew where she was?

Lin Chen didn't answer her, but said: "Come on, what happens next has nothing to do with you, you go back, and leave everything to me."

"But the demon cultivators are coming aggressively, if you are alone..."

"I said, leave all this to me." Lin Chen looked at Zhang Mengyao calmly and said in a flat tone.

He didn't say anything extra, but made Zhang Mengyao feel an inexplicable majesty and pressure.

"I know." Zhang Mengyao was silent for a long time, looked at Lin Chen, then looked at the body being eaten by the spirit insects, and led people away directly.

Looking at Zhang Mengyao's back, Lin Chen's eyes moved: "Let's fight quickly and avoid complications."

Then, he turned into a flying spirit insect and flew away.

Soon, the demon cultivators in various places in the Qingyun Sect area ushered in an unprecedented killing.

In a market filled with blood and fire, the demon cultivator in the air fell directly, and then was cut in half by a knife light hidden in the light and shadow, and his flesh and blood turned into nutrition for the insects.

On the Qingyun flying boat that was engaged in a boarding battle, the demon cultivators who were besieging Qingyun's foundation building began to be distracted and made mistakes repeatedly. In the end, the former found an opportunity to kill three of them in one fell swoop.

Of course, there are also some very powerful old demons who have existed for many years and have endless means.

They all turned into a half-dead corpse ghost, and even their souls became half-ghosted, and the whole person became a strange evil creature between life and death.

Some directly transformed themselves into zombie ghosts, and even though the way forward was cut off, they also gained strange and terrifying abilities.

This resulted in them not only being immune to the influence of Requiem, but also having terrifying strength. They even joined forces and killed Lin Chen's clone in one fell swoop.

In order to save their lives, they even relied on means to gather together, gathering a dozen demon cultivators. Such a force could not be solved unless nearly half of the foundation-building cultivators were dispatched in Qingyun Sect.

But what they didn't expect was that Lin Chen came to them alone, and burned his blood and essence from the beginning, fighting them at all costs.

The faces of the demon cultivators changed drastically, because no matter how abnormal the demon cultivators among them were, they didn't take the initiative to come to their door to fight!

In desperation, they could only be forced to fight. Relying on the advantage of numbers, they successfully surrounded and killed Lin Chen, but he still replaced two of them before they died.

They thought the matter was over, but they didn't expect that another one would appear soon after they killed Lin Chen.

Not long after they killed this one, another one came to the door.

When the demon cultivators exchanged their lives for their own, and used all their best means, they finally collapsed after finding that there were still Lin Chens coming.

They couldn't kill them all, they couldn't kill them all...

The demon cultivators couldn't understand why the opponent's clones were endless. They fought for their lives, but the number of the opponent seemed to be bottomless, and as many as they killed, there were more.

In the end, they couldn't hold on any longer and chose to escape, but they were caught up and killed by Lin Chen one by one.

For a while, the vast Qingyun Sect seemed to have a ghost that could appear at any time. Every time he appeared, he brought a horrible death to the demon cultivators.

Real-time sharing of information, the infinite blood ant clones that were fearless and fearless, descended everywhere at will, and Lin Chen directly turned this area into his own game world!

Wherever there was a red light spot representing the enemy, he would directly descend through the insect swarm, and then burn himself, forcing the opponent to death at all costs. Even if he could not die, he would leave the opponent with a heavy injury that was difficult to heal.

His fighting style was completely burning his life, fighting head-on at all costs. This kind of fearless ferocity finally broke the demon cultivators completely.

So that in the end, the chaos in this area, the blood cultivators, the demon cultivator teams, the evil ghosts... were all killed by Lin Chen.

Even the problem of the spread of magic power, Lin Chen directly killed all the cultivators in the area where the magic power was most popular, so there was no so-called spread problem.

In this way, the number of demon cultivators began to decrease continuously, and in the end...

"There are only a few left." Lin Chen held a huge sickle and stood in front of a cave expressionlessly.

This is where Ye Ming and others are.

He dragged the huge sickle, making a sound of metal clashing on the rocky ground, and finally came to a cave along the long and dark tunnel.

In the cave, several figures collapsed on the ground, and any defenses around them were removed one by one by Lin Chen.

"Goodbye."

Lin Chen looked at the figure lying on the ground in front of him, without any emotion or nonsense, but raised the sickle high and chopped it down fiercely.

But the next moment, Lin Chen's eyes condensed, because a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and actually blocked the huge sickle in his hand, blocking his attack.

The other party was a pale middle-aged man, with a strong ghost aura all over his body, and even a fierce murderous intent!

"Huh? It's you!" Lin Chen instantly recognized the person in front of him.

He was the leader of the Xuanyin Sect's demon cultivators - Taiyin Old Demon!