Chapter 214 Am I the Savior?

The air of the battlefield was filled with blood and despair.

A monk, with a distorted face, shouted hysterically:

"Run! We can't stop this monster!"

However, he was only responded by the more violent white-bone demon soldiers.

The sharp blades of the demon soldiers flashed with cold light, and they harvested the monks who had been defeated without emotion.

"No! I don't want to die!" A young monk knelt on the ground, his legs were broken, and the ground was stained with blood.

His eyes were full of despair, but he could only watch the monsters approaching until the last ray of light went out in his eyes.

Some of the monks around tried to resist, while others had given up.

Chang Zhichong could still fight and retreat, and he shouted loudly:

"Don't panic! Ningxuan Sect's Qing Inspector has extraordinary magical powers, go and ask for the inspector!"

Hearing this, many monks seemed to know the backbone, and some began to run in the direction of Qing Inspector.

At the same time, in Chang's mansion.

Qingchen's consciousness was like an invisible magic net, covering the surrounding area of ​​more than 140 feet.

In his consciousness, those Qi-refining monks were like ants, with nowhere to hide.

Their escape speed was not as fast as Qingchen's "Nine-curve Cloud Escape Technique".

Even their carefully arranged battle formations seemed fragile in front of Qingchen's increasingly powerful magic fire.

It took a while to kill all the monks who had seen his magic fire in the Chang family.

Then he set fire to the entire Chang family, and countless innocent mortals died tragically in the fire.

Hundreds of years of palaces and pavilions were destroyed, and no one was left alive.

Regardless of men, women, young or old, whether monks or mortals.

"It's a pity for this monstrous bloody evil spirit." Qingchen looked at the scene of purgatory in front of him with some regret.

This trip to Chang Mansion, he gained a lot.

The magic lotus fire devoured countless monks, and its power increased greatly!

And the magic fire is no longer the same as it was when it was just successfully sacrificed.

If he fights with Chang again, the result will be different.

The magic lotus fire will burn through his 'Xuanshui combat body' in a short time!

There is no need to use the 'Brahma Demon Heart' at all, the magic lotus fire alone can kill him.

This trip is a great harvest for Qingchen.

Qingchen did not even let go of the storage bags of the cultivators in the early stage of Qi Refining.

Along the way, he robbed more than a hundred storage bags.

And in the process of smashing and looting, Qingchen accidentally found a warehouse where treasures were stored in the Chang family.

It doesn't look like the most precious treasure, but it can be regarded as a small fortune.

After doing this, Qingchen did not stop at all and rushed back to the inspector's mansion.

Half an hour later, some cultivators staggered to the front of the inspector's mansion.

They looked at the Ningxuan Sect disciples guarding the door, their eyes full of hope.

"Hurry... hurry up and report to Inspector Qing, Xuanchang Island... Xuanchang Island is in danger!"

"There are... monsters attacking the island, report to Inspector Qing quickly! If you don't take action, it will be too late!"

Some monks panted, their voices were intermittent, but every word was full of urgency.

The gatekeeper's expression changed when he heard this, and he quickly reported the situation.

After a while, a man with a slightly slick appearance, but with a bit of dignity at this moment, came out.

This man is Deng Ziyue, who now leads the Inspector's Mansion disciples of Xuanchang Island.

Deng Ziyue looked at the wounded monks in front of him, frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"I already know the situation you are talking about. But Lord Qing is in retreat to practice magic. At this critical moment, he must not be disturbed."

When the monk heard this, he was immediately anxious and said in a trembling voice:

"But...but the monster outside the island is extremely ferocious, we can't resist it at all. If this goes on, I don't know how many people will die on Xuanchang Island!"

Hearing this, Deng Ziyue's face also darkened, and said:

"Don't worry, Lord Qing will be able to repel the monster once he has practiced magic. Before that, don't panic."

However, his words did not appease the monks.

When they heard that Lord Qing was still in retreat, they immediately exploded and shouted.

"If Lord Qing, the inspector, doesn't come out, our Xuanchang Island will really be finished!"

"Yes, we can't wait any longer, we must take action now!"

"Lord Qing, the inspector, has great magical powers, he must have a way, please report it again!"

The crowd was getting more and more excited, as if they would get out of control at any time.

At this moment, Gao Yuliang snorted coldly and walked out of the crowd.

He looked around at the crowd with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"There are at least five foundation-building cultivators from the three major families on the island. Why don't you go to them, but come to our inspector's mansion?

Isn't this going far away? This Xuanchang Island is not my master's inspection island, but the Xuanchang Island of the three major families!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the scene stagnated.

Those originally noisy cultivators also quieted down and turned their eyes to the cultivators of the three major families.

The cultivators of the three major families looked at each other, and Nuo Nuo didn't know what to say.

They knew in their hearts that the foundation-building cultivators in their families at this time seemed to be not in the family.

He did not appear when the monsters attacked the island.

When the people from other families saw this, they all echoed:

"Yes, where are the foundation-building monks from the three major families? They can't stay out of it!"

"Yes, we should go find them. When the lips and teeth are gone, they are in danger! Let them also contribute!"

As Gao Yuliang spoke, the monks surrounding the Inspector's Mansion gradually quieted down and the crowd began to disperse.

The monks gathered in groups of three or five, pulling the monks from the three major families, anxiously discussing the next step.

They had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

They thought that the foundation-building masters of the three major families could be their lifeline, but they didn't know that there were only a few foundation-building monks left on the island.

"Let's go, let's go find the head of the Chang family, he can't just watch them die!"

A monk said angrily, his clothes stained with blood, obviously he had just escaped from the battlefield.

"Yes, there are also the Cao family and the Liu family, they can't stay out of it!" Another person echoed.

However, they didn't know that there were only two foundation-building monks left on the island.

Chang Zhichong had been seriously injured in the previous battle.

Qingchen, on the other hand, was hiding in the inspector's mansion, closing his eyes and concentrating, recovering his consumed mana.

Qingchen was surrounded by a faint demonic aura, as if he had merged with the surrounding darkness.

He was thinking about his next plan.

Recovering mana was only secondary, and more importantly, he had to use this opportunity to add more nutrients to his magic skills.

He knew that there were still more than 3,000 cultivators on the island at the moment.

And Chang Silang and the others would need at least three or four hours to get back.

This period of time was enough for the Demon God Pojun to go on a killing spree and harvest a lot of cultivators.

"Are you asking me for help?" Qingchen snorted in his heart, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes,

"Am I the savior?"