Chapter 246: Escape with Prestige
However, this Māra Qi is like an invisible poisonous snake, penetrating everywhere.
With the terrifying power of corroding all things, even the best magical weapons cannot withstand its edge.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and a small gap opened in the pagoda's surface barrier.
Like the first ice crack on a lake in winter, it then spreads like a spider web,
Until the entire pagoda dimmed in despair and fell to the ground.
"No!"
Xu Baichuan roared angrily, his eyes about to burst.
He hurriedly waved the magic weapon in his hand, trying to find some respite from the killing bone blade.
However, these demonic soldiers were tireless and unafraid of death. Their swords, swords and shadows intertwined into a web, peeling off layers of his defense until it was in pieces.
At this critical moment, a cold light flashed like wintersweet and snow.
That was Lin Miaoyu's magic sword, which passed through layers of demonic energy and sword lights and shadows, and went straight to Xu Baichuan's vitals.
Xu Baichuan felt a chill in his chest, as if he had been penetrated by a cold wind, and he couldn't lift his strength.
His eyes were wide open and the corners of his mouth were slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but he could only let out a silent gasp.
In the end, he could only collapse helplessly.
Lin Miaoyu looked at the fallen Xu Baichuan, with a flash of complex emotions in her eyes, including pleasure and confusion, but mostly powerlessness.
However, she didn't have time to soak it all in.
Because the demonic energy of the giant white-bone beast had followed her everywhere, coming like a tide and hitting her hard.
She gave up her defense and concentrated all her mana and will on the magic sword in her hand.
Just to activate the "Three Plum Blossoms" sword technique and give Xu Baichuan the final blow.
However, the power of Mo Luo Qi was so powerful that even three Lin Miaoyu could not resist it.
Her figure in red clothes gradually blurred in the demonic aura, and her face that was once as beautiful as a flower also became pale and colorless.
Finally, under the roar and crushing of the giant white-bone beast, Lin Miaoyu's figure completely disappeared.
Only a faint lingering fragrance was left, drifting on the endless battlefield with the wind.
Qingchen never hesitated for a moment about the life and death of these monks, warriors, and mortals.
He also never gave any order to show mercy to the demon soldiers and resentful ghosts.
Because in his opinion, the life and death of these people is as simple as crushing an ant, and he does not even need to take action himself.
As long as his death is valuable to him or he blocks his way, he must die.
If it were him before, facing an enemy like Baichuan, Qingchen would have played with him and slowly tortured him.
However, today's Qingchen is no longer what it used to be.
His state of mind and his pursuits have undergone earth-shaking changes.
Immortality, strength, and freedom are his pursuits.
Qingchen has turned a blind eye to the life and death of these monks and the wreaking havoc of demonic soldiers and resentful ghosts.
After a day and night of crazy sacrifices, Qingchen activated the "Ming King Sutra" and had already transformed the entire Yinhu City's resentment and evil spirit into the Blood Sea Evil and stored it in the jade bottle.
Then he activated the seal, and the demon flags, demon soldiers, resentful ghosts, bronze-armored corpses, and the small Five Elements Trap Formation Disk were put into his storage bag and disappeared.
Only the "Three Lives Lost Tracing Formation" is still running slowly outside Yinhu Island. All the monks who tried to get close were turned away.
At this time, there were already many monks standing outside the 'Three Lives Lost Formation' that trapped the entire Yinhu Island.
A young monk in a blue shirt frowned and looked at the formation of the flowing light screen with confusion on his face:
"What's going on? The Xu family's wedding is supposed to be a happy event, but why is the island sealed off so tightly?"
Another monk shook his head and sighed, his tone full of helplessness:
"Yes, I was invited by the Xu family and came to congratulate you, but I didn't expect to be blocked by this inexplicable formation."
"I heard that the Xu family's in-laws, who are getting married today, and the people from Sishe Island are also being kept out."
A well-informed old man lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "This is really strange. Why won't the Xu family even let in the in-laws?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused speculation among the surrounding monks.
Suddenly, a figure wrapped in misty clouds quietly emerged from the "Three Lives Lost Formation".
Although this formation is extremely powerful, it seems to have no hindrance to this mysterious figure.
Let it move freely as if you were in a deserted place.
Qingchen's figure was light, and he flew hundreds of miles over Yinhu Island. What he used was the "Nine Songs of Flying Clouds" escape technique.
Like a dragon swimming in the clouds, leaving no trace.
He quietly arrived at the pre-deployed formation plate and formation flags, and skillfully moved these formation treasures, together with the more than twenty remaining middle-grade spiritual stones.
Put it all in the bag without leaking a trace of your own energy.
When Qingchen quietly began to take away the formation flags, the "Three Lives Lost Formation" gradually dissipated into nothingness like morning mist meeting the sun.
The monks outside the formation saw the cloud-shrouded barrier slowly receding, and they all thought that the Xu family had finally opened the forbidden door.
They all looked happy and couldn't wait to escape to the island.
However, when they stepped into Yinhu Island, a strong blood energy and resentment that was almost solidified hit their faces.
Like the biting wind from the netherworld, it makes people's hearts tighten.
This blood was mixed with resentment, as if there were countless souls of grievances floating in the sea of blood.
"What... is going on?" A monk's face suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
He looked around and saw that there was not even a Xu family monk on the island, only some farmers shivering at home.
Everyone had an ominous premonition in their hearts, and they quickened their pace and rushed towards the direction of Yinhu City.
When they arrived at Yinhu City, the scene in front of them shocked them!
The originally prosperous and lively Yinhu City has now become a dead ruin.
On both sides of the street, houses collapsed, and countless corpses were scattered among the ruins.
Some have been gnawed into bones, and some still retain their appearance before death, but they are all unrecognizable and horrible.
"Massacre? How come there is no living person? There is not even a corpse of a cultivator from the Xu family!" A cultivator said in a trembling voice.
Another cultivator pointed to the direction of the inner city of Xu's family and said in a hoarse voice: "Look, there are blood words in the inner city of Xu's family!"
Everyone looked over and saw a line of shocking words written in blood on the wall of the inner city of Xu's family:
"The Xu family of Haichang Island betrayed my Ningxuan Sect. Even if it is a million miles away, I will kill their entire clan."
"Those who offend my Ningxuan will be killed no matter how far away!"
The power of the first sect of Canglang Islands in the past was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
Even if it was attacked by the two major Jindan sects, it was easy to destroy the traitor's family.
These blood words made people feel cold, and the cultivators looked at each other, all shocked.
"Not good! The Ningxuan Sect cultivator broke into the territory of my Black Wood Island! Who is this sacred? It seems that he is at least a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building!" A cultivator hurriedly took the talisman to send a message.
The cultivator of Sishe Island looked as if he was dead.