Xiuxian, I have a high martial arts world

Chapter 251 Massacre, only massacre
Lin Chen raised his head and looked towards the northwest.

There, a dark shadow was flying from the sky.

Like passing locusts and blackbirds...

Ten huge spirit boats and thousands of monks flew in the air towards Changchun Gate.

The demonic army is approaching!

It was like a huge black cloud pressing towards Changchun Gate.

"The army of the Netherworld is coming..."

Lin Chen felt heavy.

The demonic army from the Netherworld arrived earlier than he expected.

The fact that the Demonic Cult's army could reach Changchun Gate meant that the entire Yanlai Territory was probably suppressed by the Demonic Cultivators.

But it seems that the Demonic army probably didn't encounter much resistance along the way.

The Yan royal family led the rebellion, and the entire Yanlai City was destroyed.

Although there are a few cities further south, they are no match for the Demonic Army.

Therefore, the army of demon cultivators advanced with great momentum and advanced directly from the north of Yanlai City to Changchun Gate.

During this period, there was almost no resistance.

"So, you want to escape?"

Lin Chen looked at the army of demon cultivators in the sky with a heavy heart.

Reason told him that now was the best chance to escape.

It is obviously unrealistic to fight against the entire underworld demon cultivators by one's own strength.

Even though Lin Chen is a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, his life could be in danger if he is not careful...

But his emotions told Lin Chen that he absolutely could not escape like this.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Chen took a deep breath and murmured:

"Alas, I am always controlled by my emotions and cannot stay out of it!"

"However, even if you want to deal with demonic cultivators, you cannot reveal your identity."

Lin Chen's heart moved slightly, and an ochre-colored light flashed on his body.

Earth escape technique!
It only took half an hour for Lin Chen to escape into the underground thousands of miles deep and enter the underground safe house.

Afterwards, Lin Chen changed his appearance and concealed his breath, transforming into the appearance of Xu Shi.

Another half hour later, Lin Chen reappeared in an uninhabited mountain.

Looking towards the northwest, that is where the Changchun Mountain Sect is located.

The barren mountain where Lin Chen is currently located is hundreds of miles away from Changchun Gate.

But even though they were hundreds of miles apart, Lin Chen could still feel the fierce battle fluctuations.

The Demon Sect's army and the Changchun Sect's monks... have already started fighting.

"No matter what, I have to get involved."

"In this world, how can there be a business that never loses money?"

Lin Chen took a deep breath, waved his hand, and hundreds of martial arts puppets appeared around him.

There are a total of three hundred martial arts puppets, and each of them has a combat power comparable to that of a mid-stage Jindan.

More refined content of exotic metals, nanotechnology plus energy devices...even combined with the abilities of the immortal cultivation world such as formations and talismans.

"The second generation of combat-type martial arts puppets is much stronger than the first generation!"

Lin Chen also felt a little heartbroken.

These three hundred martial arts puppets are the result of Da Xia's scientific research over the past ten years.

It was built at the cost of countless materials and funds in order to ensure Lin Chen's safety in the world of immortal cultivation.

But now, he is in danger because of Lin Chen's thought.

"However, if the martial arts puppet is gone, it can be recreated...If the mind is not clear, it will be very difficult to make up for it in the future."

Lin Chen took a deep breath.

Those who practice Taoism cultivate one thought to achieve enlightenment.

He came all the way to Changchun Gate and saw thousands of miles of tragic scenes and hell on earth.

I also learned about the so-called Demon Sect and the general situation of the world from Changchun Zhenren...

If Lin Chen doesn’t do anything after knowing so much… then his cultivation as an immortal would have been in vain!
“Haha, since we have to return the Dao to Heaven… then let’s use the lives of the demon cultivators to fill this gap!”

A fierce look flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

Afterwards, he gave orders to the three hundred martial arts puppets.

Three hundred martial arts puppets flew in different directions.

After these martial arts puppets left, Lin Chen's heart moved slightly, and he summoned another special puppet.

This puppet is nearly ten feet tall and as big as a mountain.

Unlike ordinary martial arts puppets, his body shape and aura are more like a living person, and he has long red hair.

He was just wearing a suit of armor and his helmet hid his red hair.

Luo Ming!

To be precise, it was the transformed puppet Luo Ming.

More than ten years ago, Lin Chen gained a lot from the battle with the Demon Sect.

In addition to the two red tasseled spears, the physical body of Luo Ming, who was once a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, was also taken back by Lin Chen.

Originally in the hands of the Puppet Hall, Luo Ming's physical strength was just above the half-step Nascent Soul stage, but slightly weaker than the early Nascent Soul stage.

However, after ten years of research by the Great Xia Kingdom, various weapons and equipment have been improved.

Now the strength of Luo Ming puppet can be said to have increased several times.

Even when facing a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he was not at a disadvantage at all.

This puppet is also one of Lin Chen’s trump cards.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Lin Chen said softly:
"Senior Luo Ming, when you were alive, you fought to destroy the Demon Sect, although you did not succeed..."

"But with this battle, you can finally fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Lin Chen's figure flashed and he fled into the distance, with the puppet Luo Ming following closely behind him.

……

Yanlaijing is a small town hundreds of miles away from Changchun Mountain.

Lin Chen did not choose to go directly to Changchun Gate, as that would not be a wise move.

The main force of the demon army is now stationed at Changchun Gate.

The defeat of Changchun Sect is inevitable, and there is no need for Lin Chen to face the main force of the demon cultivators directly.

In Yanlai Territory, all major towns and monastic markets were under a full-scale invasion by the demonic cultivators.

This small group of demon cultivators is just right for Lin Chen to take action against.

At this moment, the sky is getting dark.

Lin Chen stood on a hillside outside the town, looking at the town a hundred feet away.

In Lin Chen's memory, this small town was called Ferry Town.

Built by the river, the town has a population of tens of thousands, most of whom are mortals, but there are also several small monk families.

There were one or two foundation-building cultivators, and an inner disciple of Changchun Sect seemed to be from this ferry town.

And now, there are burned houses everywhere in the ferry town.

The cries of women, the pleas for mercy from the old and young, and the sounds of mortals who tried to resist but were ruthlessly slaughtered.

In this small town, the lives of ordinary people are treated like grass and played with as worthless.

Lin Chen saw more than a dozen Qi-refining cultivators in the town gathered together to resist the demon cultivators.

But... it's just sending yourself to die in vain.

"One hundred and thirty demon cultivators, including one hundred and twenty-three foundation-building cultivators, five false elixir cultivators... and two golden elixir cultivators."

Lin Chen scanned the area with his spiritual sense to make sure nothing was missed.

Then began to act.

Taking advantage of the night, Lin Chen's figure shuttled through the ferry town like a ghost.

Every time he swung his sword, a Jindan demon cultivator would die.

With the casual outpouring of magic and true energy, dozens of foundation-building demon cultivators were beheaded.

A hundred breaths later, Lin Chen returned to the hillside at the entrance of the town.

He had more than a hundred storage bags in his hands, which contained a lot of resources, with a total value of no less than 300,000 spirit stones.

After collecting the resources and destroying all the storage bags...

Lin Chen turned and left.

The 130 demon cultivators who looted the town were all killed.

In the streets and homes of Ferry Town, mortals and low-level monks looked up with difficulty, watching the sounds of fighting and killing in the town gradually disappear.

They were lost.

Lin Chen's actions were so quick that they didn't even notice how these demon cultivators died.

Before leaving, Lin Chen heard the shouts of the mortals behind him.

"God, the gods have appeared! These demons have received retribution..."

Lin Chen did not look back, and his figure disappeared into the night.

However, the thousands of mortals who died in this town can never be resurrected again...

……

Qingan Town.

This is a small town thousands of miles away from Changchun Gate.

There are many monks in the town, and tens of thousands of mortals.

Lin Chen flew hundreds of feet into the air, disappearing into obscurity. He looked at the corpses scattered all over the town, some of them mortals, some of them cultivators, and some of them demon cultivators...

When Lin Chen arrived at the small town, it was already a little late.

Tens of thousands of mortals in the town were almost massacred.

Above the town, Lin Chen saw the familiar red formation restriction.

Several round, scarlet pills floated above the formation.

Blood Pill...

Tens of thousands of mortals and hundreds of cultivators in Qing'an Town were reduced to these few pills.

"Two hundred and seventeen storage bags, thirteen Jindan cultivators..."

Lin Chen counted his spoils of war and turned to leave.

At the same time, Lin Chen's earphones continued to receive battle reports from the martial arts puppets.

"Master, from the direction of Goukou Town, the seventh team reports that they have annihilated a total of 110 demon cultivators, none of whom escaped, including six Jindan cultivators..."

"The fourth team reports that a total of 173 demon cultivators have been annihilated..."

"The third team reports..."

Lin Chen divided the three hundred puppets into fifteen teams.

He glanced at the time. Three hours had passed since the demon army invaded Changchun Gate.

At this moment, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and the resistance of Changchun Gate was becoming weaker and weaker.

At the same time, Lin Chen's fifteen teams wiped out more than a thousand demon cultivators.

With luck, you can save the villages and towns that have just been looted by the evil cultivators.

When one is unlucky and arrives too late, most of the mortals in the village or town have already been killed or injured.

"Of the three hundred martial arts puppets, seven have been damaged... We have gained more than ten million spirit stones..."

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and uttered a few words.

"These demon cultivators really have a lot of money."

Thinking of this, Lin Chen looked up at the sky and seemed to see the gate of heaven high above.

"Oh, since you want to kill the poor and help the rich..."

"Then I will kill the rich and help the poor..."

The night deepened and the day gradually brightened.

There seemed to be a fire still burning in Lin Chen's heart.

……

A few hours later.

Zhoucun, at the foot of Yanyun Mountain.

Lin Chen was flying hundreds of feet in the sky, looking at the demon cultivators rushing into the village.

This is a team of thirty magic cultivators.

There was only one Jindan cultivator leading the group, and the rest were all foundation-building cultivators.

At this moment, they broke into Zhou Village in a rude and arrogant manner.

There were also several young men lying dead in a pool of blood on the ground...

"It's just a small village, but I didn't expect there is so much money to be made?"

The leading Jindan cultivator had a look of surprise on his face.

In front of him, there were several large carts filled with money, spiritual stones, and even a lot of spiritual medicines and magic weapons.

"Senior, please spare my life."

"You can take all the money, but please don't kill anyone anymore..."

Several strong men in the village who had cultivated themselves gathered together and spoke with trembling voices.

After hearing this, the Jindan demon cultivator showed a sarcastic look on his face.

"Oh, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Tell me... Where do you get so many spirit stones and resources in such a small village?"

After hearing this, the several Qi-refining strong men looked miserable but kept silent.

Stab it!

A foundation-building demon cultivator stepped forward and cut off a villager's left arm at the root.

The villager suddenly turned pale and fell to the ground screaming in pain.

"Second Uncle!"

One of the young Qi-refining boys had an indignant look on his face and gritted his teeth as he prepared to rush forward.

But he was stopped by another strong man who practiced Qigong.

"Ergou, don't be impulsive..."

The strong man who was practicing Qi cultivation gritted his teeth. Although he was also angry, he retained his rationality.

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"Where did you get these resources?"

A foundation-building demon cultivator asked with a grim smile, wiping the undried blood from his knife.

"Sir, senior... can you please spare us?" asked the Qi-refining strong man from Zhou Village.

"Wow, you still dare to bargain?"

The foundation-building demon cultivator sneered and prepared to swing his sword to kill.

The Qi-refining strong man quickly spoke out to stop him.

"Don't...I said!"

"In our Zhou Village, a few decades ago, a fairy seedling emerged and became an inner sect disciple of Changchun Sect."

"Later, the Immortal Seedling cultivated successfully and became a Golden Core cultivator."

"Seven or eight years ago, he passed by Zhoucun and missed his hometown, so he gave us a lot of cultivation resources..."

"These cultivators in the village have only started practicing in recent years."

The strong man who practiced Qi training said this with a bitter face.

"Brother Danniu!"

"Daniu, you..."

After hearing this, the surrounding villagers all showed anger on their faces.

They just thought that this Daniu had betrayed the village and told the biggest secret of the village to this group of evil cultivators!
In the eyes of these simple mortals in Zhou Village, it would be better to fight against these demon cultivators...

Only the big guys can't express their pain.

He is the cultivator with the highest cultivation level among all the cultivators in Zhoucun.

He has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining and has stepped half a step into the Foundation Establishment stage.

Others couldn't see it, but he could see it clearly.

Although these demon cultivators are not numerous, any one of them is enough to crush him.

Zhoucun, if you want to survive, you have to obey them and see what they are like...

After hearing what Daniu said, the Jindan demon cultivator showed a look of surprise.

"Oh? This small village actually produced a Jindan cultivator... Where is the Jindan cultivator you mentioned now?"

After hearing this, Daniel shook his head and said:
"I don't know. We've only seen that one side in decades."

After hearing this, the Jindan Demon Cultivator nodded and waved his hand to give the order:
"In that case, let's set up the formation!"

As he finished speaking, the demon cultivator behind him took out a formation plate, and a red light curtain enveloped the entire Zhou Village.

"Hehe~ I didn't expect that there are so many cultivators in this small village."

"Maybe I can even refine half a blood pill. What a great profit!"

This Jindan demon cultivator grinned grimly.

Daniu and other villagers immediately looked unhappy, "Senior, didn't you agree to spare us..."

The Jindan demon cultivator showed disdain on his face, and the way he looked at these villagers was not as if he was looking at his own kind.

But they are looking at pigs, dogs and ants!
As the demon cultivators were about to kill the villagers with their swords...

Dozens of sword auras flashed in the sky.

Within a breath, thirty demon cultivators, including the Jindan demon cultivator, died!
Seeing this sudden scene, all the villagers were stunned.

"Immortal, it's the Immortal who has appeared!"

Some villagers were happy, while others were still afraid.

Soon, someone noticed Lin Chen who was hundreds of feet in the air.

"Look! The gods! The gods are in the sky..."

There was a young child with good eyesight, pointing at Lin Chen's figure in the air and said.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning penetrated the dark clouds, sprinkled on Lin Chen, and cast a long shadow on the ground.

"God, thank you so much for sparing my life!"

"Senior, thank you for saving my life..."

Lin Chen was flying in the air, looking at the villagers of Zhoucun.

Listening to these familiar sentences, my thoughts drifted back decades...

He thought of his own answer decades ago, and then thought of the present moment.

Finally, he said in silence:

"Immortal? Heh..."

(End of this chapter)