Chapter 192 Fight (Happy New Year)

About one incense stick time.

The demonic army has been hovering at the front line of Jinguyuan without taking a single step forward.

They looked aggressive and ready to crush the Kingdom of Yue, but they stood still and did not move.

Such an abnormal phenomenon not only puzzled the monks of Yue State, but also puzzled the monks of the Righteous Alliance who received the order.

Will the six sects of the Demonic Path enter the Kingdom of Yue? Maybe they are just hesitating outside.

Although all the low-level cultivators of Yue State had left, a group of Jindan cultivators did not dare to move.

Because they were locked by a terrifying aura, if they showed any signs of retreating, the old demon Hehuan in the magic cloud would use thundering means to kill them.

Just now, two Jindan cultivators died at the hands of the old demon Hehuan.

Suddenly, eight or nine colorful streams of light flew from the distant sky. They rushed straight to the front line of Jinguyuan, all of them exuding the aura of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Reinforcements have arrived?

Fairy Nishang and the others couldn't help but reveal joy on their faces.

The demon cultivator in the demon cloud was slightly moved, and then he became indifferent.

The old demon Hehuan in the middle didn't even move his eyelids and simply ignored the seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators who were flying over.

As long as Master Zhiyang does not come, there is almost no way to threaten the safety of the old demon Hehuan.

What's more, the old demon Hehuan could see clearly who were coming at a glance. They were all cultivators from the six sects of Yue Kingdom, just ordinary Nascent Soul types.

Being able to take their lives later would be enough respect for the Six Factions of Yue State.

Eight or nine streams of light dissipated, and the figures of the people appeared.

They are Linghu Patriarch and Hongfu from Huangfeng Valley.

The current Grand Elder of Yanyue Sect, Lin Weixue, Old Monster Qiong, Nangong Wan, the former Grand Elder and another Nascent Soul cultivator, all died of old age in the early years.

Old Monster Qiong didn't like managing the sect's affairs, so he didn't have power.

Nangong Wan didn't want to waste time with her senior sister Lin Weixue, so she retreated to the second line and focused on her cultivation.

Tianwuzi of Qingxu Sect.

Zhao Wei of Huadaowu, Xing Bai of Tianquebao, and Huijian Zhenren of Jujianmen.

Among the above people, except for Patriarch Linghu who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the rest are in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

The previous great elder of the Yanyue Sect had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but he had already died of old age.

The Yuanying stage cultivators of Yue State seem okay, but when facing the four major forces of Tiannan, their foundation is not enough.

Ancestor Linghu was wearing a yellow robe, his hair and beard were pale, his face was scorched, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he looked rather ugly.

At present, the Linghu Patriarch of the Six Sects of Yue State has the highest cultivation level, so the right to speak naturally falls to him...

When facing the six sects of the Demonic Path, he had to put on a warm smile and said hoarsely: "I also ask all Taoist friends to follow the agreement with Master Zhiyang and only let the younger generation fight."

In the demonic cloud, a beautiful woman in green from the Qianhuan Sect gently waved a palm-leaf fan and said with a sweet smile, "If you know what's good for you, surrender quickly and don't mention anything about Master Zhiyang suppressing our demonic sect. Otherwise, once the heavenly soldiers are sent out, all of your six sects will be destroyed."

As soon as these words were spoken, a group of Yuanying stage cultivators from the Yuling Sect and the Guiling Sect immediately followed suit and began to mock.

Patriarch Linghu had a solemn expression on his face. He secretly sent a message to the nearby Righteous Alliance monks. As the conversation went on, his expression became increasingly grim.

Cursing Master Zhiyang's shameless behavior was of no use. After calculating everything, there was simply not enough time to retreat.

Could it be that the foundation that the ancestors had worked so hard to build would be destroyed today?
A beam of black light came at an extremely high speed and rushed directly into the demon army.

The old demon Yunlu's eyes flashed, and he walked over to talk to him for a few words, then returned to the old demon Hehuan and whispered, "The informant reported that Master Zhiyang has been staying in Taizhen Sect, and the personnel of the Righteous Alliance are all the same, and there is nothing unusual at all."

"Oh! Old Zhiyang actually wants to cease fire? Strange, so strange..."

He Huan Old Demon sighed from the bottom of his heart. Since the situation was true, he should issue orders to attack the six factions of Yue State. He said in a light tone: "Go ahead, there is no need to hold back."

Some of the Nascent Soul cultivators around him sneered, while others sighed slightly, but none of them dared to disobey the orders of the old demon Hehuan.

"Oh no! The Nascent Soul cultivators from the six sects of the Demonic Path are about to take action."

Lin Weixue's fair and smooth face suddenly changed drastically, and she spoke in a horrified tone.

Patriarch Linghu fled directly and decisively, flying towards the Nine-Nation Alliance, not caring about anyone else at this moment.

Not to mention fighting against the old demon Hehuan, even if other mid-Nascent Soul cultivators joined forces, they would be enough to kill him.

"Want to escape? It's too late."

The old demon Hehuan shook his sleeves and escaped with a ghost net covering him. It grew to more than ten feet in size in the wind and arrived in front of the ancestor Linghu in an instant.

At this moment, there were ghosts howling and wolves howling in heaven and on earth, and gusts of cold wind.

Once caught in the net, you are like fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

In a state of desperation, Patriarch Linghu made a rapid turn and changed direction to continue breaking out.

The black ghost net, like a sticky plaster, keeps chasing its target.

On the other side, the Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides were fighting together, using all kinds of magical weapons and supernatural powers to make the sky colorful and dazzling.

However, the six sects of Yue State were at a disadvantage as soon as they came into contact. They were chased and beaten by a group of more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators from the Hehuan Sect, the Yuling Sect, the Guiling Sect, the Qianhuan Sect, the Tiansha Sect, and the Moyan Sect.

This is also because the six demonic sects, in order to prevent others from stealing their nests, each has a Nascent Soul cultivator guarding the sect or border areas.

Otherwise, the situation of the six factions of Yue State would be even worse.

In the face of a one-sided battle, the old demon Hehuan pretended to be dozing off, his body as still as a mountain, his eyes slightly lowered, watching the wind and clouds rise and fall.

"Everyone, let's quickly work together to break the encirclement, and then we can all leave it to fate."

Patriarch Linghu knew that with his own strength, he could not escape the entanglement of the old demon Hehuan, so he secretly sent a message to the other people in the six sects.

If we don't work together to break the encirclement and escape now, it will be too late if we delay any further.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, it's not that we don't want to join forces, but the demon cultivators are too difficult to deal with and we can't spare any time."

Upon hearing this, Elder Linghu's face showed a look of despair, and in an instant, his momentum weakened by three points.

Since the people from the other six sects were unable to extricate themselves, the result was already obvious.

The old demon Yunlu entered the battlefield to fight. After discovering Hongfu's figure, he moved his lips slightly and transmitted a message.

Xuan'er was brought back to the Hehuan Sect for training by him, and her cultivation progressed rapidly, but it was not good that she was depressed all day long.

Therefore, the old demon Yunlu wanted to take Hongfu back and let her stay with Xuan'er to relieve her worries, so as to prevent her from having inner demons growing in the future and being unable to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

When Hongfu heard the voice transmission, she immediately replied with murderous intent, "Get lost."

It didn't work out.

The old demon Yunlu's expression changed, and he thought about how to deal with the situation improvised later.

In any case, the defeat of Yue State is a matter of time. If these eight or nine Nascent Soul cultivators want to survive, they can only surrender. Any other way will lead to death.

"Roar..." A long roar of a dragon resounded through the sky, containing supreme majesty and a sense of oppression from the blood.

All the monsters present were frightened and became restless or so frightened that they prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling all over.

"Where did the dragon come from?"

The green-clad beautiful woman from the Qianhuan Sect lost her voice.

I saw a several-meter-long dragon hovering above the clouds, swimming in the thick clouds and swaying freely.

He Huan Old Demon raised his eyelids and said, "A level seven dragon has arrived, and it has a rare cold attribute. I wonder which fearless person is here to help us."

At the same time, I was thinking in my mind, who in the southern part of the world is raising a cold dragon?

As the cold dragon hovered in the sky, alarming everyone, the dazzling golden crow was then blocked, and the black shadow of a huge flying bird was reflected on the ground.

The bird was huge, and when it spread its furry wings, it covered the sky and the earth, making it dark and giving people a feeling of suffocation.

It also exuded the aura of a ninth-level demon beast, shocking everyone present.

Level nine monster?

At this time, the old demon Hehuan couldn't help but be moved. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and all kinds of thoughts flowed through his mind.

If he were to join forces with another Nascent Soul cultivator, his situation would be very bad.

Who wants to attack him?
As soon as the ninth-level monster appeared, both sides tacitly stopped and watched the situation develop.

The old demon He Huan swept his divine sense and noticed the cultivation level of the person standing by the flying bird. He said in a deep voice: "I don't know... which sect or school you belong to. Why do you want to interfere in the affairs of the six sects of the Demonic Dao?"

The aura of an early Nascent Soul, there must be someone behind this.

The monks from the six sects of Yue Kingdom also showed unexpected joy, wondering which great monk would help Yue Kingdom overcome its difficulties?
Qi Yuan stood on the back of the Wind-Splitting Beast, with his hands behind his back, his posture straight, his eyes looking towards Mo Yun, and said, "Qi Yuan from the Yellow Maple Valley."

When everyone heard that it was someone from Huangfeng Valley, they immediately focused their eyes on Elder Linghu, thinking that this old guy was hiding too well.

He actually has such a background, so damn cunning.

Ancestor Linghu's tiny eyes exuded confusion, and there was only one thought on his head: "????"

When did the Huangfeng Valley have a level seven cold dragon and a level nine monster? Could it be that he was in charge of a fake Huangfeng Valley?

Yellow Maple Valley?
It’s not the Righteous Alliance or the Nine Nations Alliance.

He Huan the Old Demon showed a look of astonishment, then he smiled slowly. Since Zhi Yang and Wei Wu Ya had not intervened, the situation was not that bad. He said in a thunderous voice:

"You dare to come here arrogantly after seeing this situation. Your behavior is really stupid."

"Not necessarily. Are you so confident that you can conquer the Kingdom of Yue?" Qi Yuan said in a gentle tone.

Hong Fu, who was below, heard the familiar voice and immediately knew in her heart that the traitor Qi Yuan had come. She glanced in the direction of Nangong Wan and from her expression she must have known it a long time ago.

The traitor did not come to see his master immediately after returning to Tiannan, completely disregarding her.

Nangong Wan noticed someone looking at her, she looked over and saw it was Hong Fu, she smiled meaningfully back.

"arrogant."

He Huan the Old Demon was a warlike person. Now that he was provoked, anger was already gathering in the corners of his eyes. The mana in his dantian was circulating, ready to attack at any time. He coldly ordered: "Continue to attack the Kingdom of Yue."

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared.

The speed is not bad.

Qi Yuan sensed the murderous intent coming and his expression became cautious. It was his first time fighting against a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he was still in a serious state of mind and remained alert at all times.

When a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage makes a move, his aura is much more powerful than that of a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

The old demon Hehuan flashed in front of Qi Yuan. His expression remained calm. Terrifying magic power gathered in his palms. He raised and lowered his hands with ease, as if he was crushing an ant to death.

If a person is just in the early stage of Nascent Soul and his cultivation is not strong enough, he can be seriously injured with just one palm.

A head-on collision? That's great.

Qi Yuan smiled, and light golden arcs of lightning danced in his right hand, making crackling sounds. At the same time, he mobilized all the magic power in his body and concentrated it in his hand, and suddenly rushed forward to meet the attack.

boom!
The two palms met, and there were endless explosions between heaven and earth. The wind and clouds changed violently, and the clouds seemed ferocious.

The movement on the ground was no less intense, as deep cracks appeared on the ground, and countless trees split open on their own and exploded into pieces.

Oh no, this golden thunder can perfectly restrain the Hehuan magic, no wonder the other party is so arrogant and shouting.

The old demon He Huan flew back a distance to prevent the opponent from suddenly attacking him at close range. His hands were trembling faintly in his sleeves, and he was obviously not feeling well...

He looked at them coldly, then laughed in anger and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are really capable. You have the magical power to perfectly restrain the devil. Then I can't let you stay."

If we don’t eliminate such a huge threat today, we will be nurturing a tiger to cause trouble.

Demon general corpse god.

A strange black bean emerged, and the old demon Hehuan pointed at it.

In an instant, a man wearing black armor, armed to the teeth, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and riding a brown horse covered with iron armor.

Demonic energy and corpse energy mixed together and accompanied the demon general. He pulled the reins, and the gloomy corpse horse let go of its hooves and rushed towards Qi Yuan with great momentum like thousands of horses galloping.

There were two flashes of deep green light in the demon general's eyes. When he swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji, it seemed as if it weighed a thousand pounds and appeared to be extremely powerful.

The aura on his body has reached the early stage of Nascent Soul.

The methods of the Yuanying Great Monk are indeed amazing.

Qi Yuan tapped his toes, signaling Feng Xi to go down and help the six sects of the Yue Kingdom. He dodged the attack from the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

The shadow of wind and thunder wings appeared behind him, and his speed increased rapidly. In an instant, he came behind the demon general and punched the back of the demon general's head, with a sound of breaking air.

Light gold and colorful light interweave.

Punch the demon general's head.

The old demon Hehuan's pupils shrank and his expression became three points more solemn. Qi Yuan's strength was much stronger than he had imagined.

The demon general's head was blown up, but his movements were still steady. Even though he had turned into a headless demon corpse, he was not damaged at all. He rode his corpse horse and rushed towards Qi Yuan at full speed.

This thing has something.

Qi Yuan sighed, rubbed his thumb and middle finger together, making a crisp sound and striking out a faint light golden arc of lightning, which disappeared between heaven and earth.

Thunderclouds rolled over the nine heavens. With a crackling sound of thunder, a divine thunderbolt as thick as a teacup struck from the sky, aiming at the demon general.

not good.

The old demon Hehuan could no longer sit still. The energy of that heavenly thunder was beyond the endurance of the Demon General Corpse God. Once it hit his treasure, it would be over.

An order was immediately issued to retreat quickly.

Unfortunately, the mighty power was one step faster, and the light golden thunder struck the demon general, with arcs of lightning spreading all over the body.

In an instant, the troops exploded, leaving nothing behind.

The old demon Hehuan was suddenly dumbfounded. The precious Demon General Black Bean that he had spent so much effort to refine was gone?
(End of this chapter)