Chapter 243 Transformation
Xu Buyan was overjoyed, secretly thinking that there was always a way out.
He held tightly in his hand the only remaining second-grade middle-grade talisman in the family treasury, his eyes flickering:
"With this talisman, plus Lin Miaoyu's array-breaking talisman, it is enough to open a passage. After all, this is only a second-grade middle-grade trap array, not the solid island protection array."
Lin Miaoyu, who was standing aside, had a calm expression, but her heart was extremely cold.
She was both angry at Xu Buyan for escaping from the battlefield and dissatisfied with Xu Baichuan for abandoning her.
However, at this moment, she was more eager for revenge: "My uncle can't die in vain. I must break out of the formation.
That evil thief, I swear to take his head to comfort my uncle's spirit in heaven! You Xu family, you must pay the price for your actions!"
Hearing this, Xu Buyan turned to look at Lin Miaoyu and said sincerely: "Niece Lin, I had to do this for the sake of the overall situation.
But now we should work together to break this formation. After we get out, my Xu family will definitely apologize to you and the Lin family, and help you take revenge and kill the thief!"
Hearing this, Lin Miaoyu didn't say anything, just nodded.
Xu Baichuan's heart was beating fast, and his words were already filled with some uncontrollable anxiety:
"Fourth uncle, time is running out. That thief is very cunning and will never let us have a moment to breathe! Break the formation quickly."
His voice was like a sword, making everyone around him feel that danger was lurking everywhere and imminent.
Xu Buyan also knew that hesitation at this moment would mean wandering on the edge of life and death, and he needed to fight quickly.
He quickly took the second-level middle-grade array-breaking talisman from Lin Miaoyu, and then took several first-level upper-grade array-breaking talismans from everyone one by one.
He slightly suppressed the injuries in his body, took a deep breath of fresh air, urged the foundation-building magic power, and activated all the talismans.
In an instant, the two second-level middle-grade array-breaking talismans shone brightly, and the surrounding first-level array-breaking talismans complemented each other, forming a gorgeous and dazzling light net.
The light net was like the Milky Way, rushing towards the small five-element inverted trap array.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, deafening.
The trap array seemed to have encountered an unprecedented impact and began to tremble violently.
The power of the five elements intertwined and conflicted with each other in the array, losing the original order and balance.
The whole space seemed to fall into chaos at this moment, and the array had suffered a heavy blow!
However, in this chaos, a vaguely visible passage quietly appeared.
When Xu Buyan saw the passage, his figure flashed, and he was the first to escape like a wild horse.
He was as fast as lightning, and disappeared in the depths of the passage in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, everyone also showed their skills and followed closely.
They rushed to the front, fearing that if they hesitated for a moment, the passage would disappear and they would be trapped in this desperate place again.
Everyone's face was full of anxiety, as if there was a flood and beast chasing behind them.
"Let's go, let's leave here quickly, so that the evil thief won't catch up." Xu Buyan waved his hand and said loudly.
He looked back at the place where the formation was trapped, and he couldn't help feeling that he had escaped from death.
Ningxuan Sect, so terrifying, I don't know where another powerful foundation-building cultivator came from.
"I... I really came out!" Xu Baichuan was overjoyed and fell to the ground suddenly.
Lin Miaoyu tightly grasped the storage bag in her hand, which was the only relic of her uncle.
On the other side, in the banquet hall of the Xu family, the lights flickered, but could not illuminate the gradually spreading darkness.
Qingchen, with his bloody robes fluttering, was like the lord of the underworld, controlling the demon soldiers and resentful ghosts, wantonly harvesting lives.
The resentful ghosts roared, turned into black shadows, and shuttled through the crowd. Wherever they passed, blood splashed and wailed.
The children of the Xu family and other family guests either fled in fear or fought back, but they could not escape this disaster.
They fell one after another in this horrible massacre.
"You evil thief, what hatred do my Xu family have with you!" A deacon of the Xu family roared, swinging his sword to slash at the approaching resentful ghosts and demon soldiers. The sword light was like lightning, but it could not stop the resentful ghosts and demon soldiers like a sea.
Qingchen sneered: "Xu family, you owe me Ningxuan Sect, today is the time to repay!"
In the banquet hall, blood dyed the ground red, gathering into shocking rivers of blood.
Those monks who were once high and mighty were now like lambs to be slaughtered under the siege of resentful ghosts and demon soldiers, and had no power to fight back.
A Xu family member who had humiliated Qingchen had fear in his eyes. He tried his best to activate the long sword magic weapon, but was chopped into two by the white bone demon soldiers.
Then, the resentful ghosts shuttled through his sword shadow and easily tore him into pieces.
Qingchen stood on the sea of corpses and blood, his face as cold as iron.
He waved his hand lightly, and the demon soldiers came forward and piled up the bodies of monks and warriors one by one like throwing garbage. The scene was shocking.
Qingchen's eyes swept over those corpses, without a ripple in his eyes.
The scoundrel who worked in the brothel in the past now has some demonic nature and acts cruelly.
"The demon soldiers listen to my orders, and the resentful ghosts follow me. No matter who is in the inner city, we must kill them all!" Qingchen's words were cold.
Three hundred demon soldiers and thousands of resentful ghosts swept the entire inner city like a black torrent.
The people living in the inner city are generally the families of cultivators or Xu's family, or the rich and noble.
But in front of Qingchen's demon soldiers, no matter how they respond, it is useless.
They kill people when they see them, burn houses when they see them, and leave a mess wherever they go.
The angry curses of the men, the wailing of the women, and the prayers of the old men were intertwined, but they could not awaken a trace of pity in the hearts of these evil soldiers and ghosts.
A young mother hugged the boy in her arms tightly, trying to block the killing with her body.
However, the white bone blade of the evil soldier pierced her chest mercilessly, and blood gushed out, staining the ground red.
The boy could only make a weak cry, and then his soul was devoured by the ghost.
The outer city of Yinhu City was also not spared.
After killing all the living creatures in the inner city, the evil soldiers and ghosts rushed to the outer city in a swarm!
Qingchen did not stop them, and there was no need to stop them.
Resentment and blood evil are the nourishment for Qingchen's cultivation.
Those residents who were celebrating weddings, parading blessings, and imagining the future just a moment ago may have never heard of what evil soldiers and ghosts are.
The once bustling market was hit by disaster in an instant.
The resentful ghosts opened their bloody mouths and sucked away the essence of life;
The demon soldiers waved the white bone blades in their hands and chopped the pedestrians who were screaming in fear into pieces.
The kind smile of the stall owner was forever frozen in the moment of fear. Her son was just helping her to attract business, but in the blink of an eye, he was chopped into several pieces by the demon soldiers;
The hurried merchants were thrown to the ground by the resentful ghosts before they could react, and their bodies were torn into pieces.
As the killing continued, the corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers.
Qingchen ordered the demon soldiers to transport all the bodies of the killed monks or powerful warriors to his side.
As the last wailing disappeared, Yinhu City was already dead silent inside and outside.