Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 139 Infatuation
Wuhuang, Chixin Mountain.

The mountains are low and surround a deep pool. The pool is filled with rotten water that is as thick as oil. The rocks around the pool are dotted with holes. Occasionally, a bird flies over the deep pool and falls to the ground in an instant, causing the water to corrode it into bones.

There are many barbarians stationed in the mountains, and none of them are willing to approach the [Rotten Saliva Pond]. If those with low cultivation stare at the pool for too long, they will involuntarily jump into it, and only Qi training can resist it.

Outside the mountain, hundreds of barbarians set up a village and stationed there. There were many strange beasts and poisonous insects nearby, which they could drive at will.

There were two people returning from patrol in the Dongmi direction, walking slowly towards the village. Both of them were wearing animal skins. One of them seemed to be seriously injured and was supported by the other.

The barbarians stationed there shouted loudly and asked questions in their barbarian language, like the chirping of birds.

The two people below had already walked to the front of the village, with their heads lowered, and their expressions could not be seen clearly. The barbarians stationed above gradually showed doubts on their faces and asked again.

There was silence, and the surrounding insects and beasts began to roar uneasily. The barbarians in the village noticed the two returning people and found something strange.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense. A person below took a step forward and gently took off the mask used for disguise. He raised his head, his yellow eyes bright.

There were cries of surprise from the village. All the barbarians present understood who this person was and their faces changed. Some took out formation plates to activate the formation, while others drove insects and beasts to block the way.

Xu Fayan had a calm expression. He took out a green gourd with electric patterns painted on it and tapped it gently. Nearly half a hundred crickets swarmed out. They were sky blue in color, with thin wings and narrow bodies.

These mantises soared into the sky, biting talismans. The talismans were surging with fire and burning with a wisp of evil fire. Suddenly, it seemed as if lanterns rose in the sky. The lanterns flew very fast and landed in the village before the formation closed.

One by one, the mantises landed precisely on top of the barbarians, sticking the fire talismans on their skulls. They exploded instantly, and the evil fire swept through the entire village. Many barbarians with low cultivation died on the spot.

[Speedy Mantis] and [Flame Talisman] were both only at the fetal breathing level, but Xu Fayan used them extremely skillfully, moving them in an instant. The combination of the two disrupted the opponent's formation.

Liu Xingfang set off at this time, took off his mask, changed into a royal blue robe, and rushed into the enemy formation riding on the lightning. The sharp sword energy on the silver-white sword jumped and slashed directly at the person holding the formation plate.

Several barbarians at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining surrounded him, but Liu Xingfang was not afraid. His sword flashed and he slashed out several bolts of lightning, aiming at the formation plate.

Duguang robes were worn as a flying horse stepping on the clouds. Lightning flashed under his feet and he rushed forward, avoiding the surrounding magic weapons and poisonous insects, pointing his sword at the formation plate.

The sword energy extended out, sharp and unmatched. The barbarians present changed their expressions and summoned bone soldiers to protect the formation.

After several people joined forces, the magic sword chopped off several bone soldiers, and then it paused. The barbarians present breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly called for people to activate the formation, but there was no response.

A purple tin ball appeared at the back at some point, shot out, spun around, and pierced through the heart of the person in the formation.

Purple thunder exploded, and the tin ball grew in the wind, transforming into a palm-sized flying sword that slashed towards the array. The barbarians present cried out in surprise, but it was Liu Xingfang who stopped them, his sword energy surging, blocking their way.

The Gangyin flying sword made a clear sword sound, and purple thunder fell, destroying the formation in an instant. Liu Xingfang shouted to the sky.

"The formation has been destroyed."

A green wooden treasure ship came flying from the direction of Dongmi. A group of monks walked out of the ship. They were the people guarding the Qing Camp. They were full of murderous intent and immediately started fighting with these barbarians with great momentum.

Liu Xingfang was in high spirits of killing. Wind and clouds surged on the Panpo Sword, lions and tigers roared, and [Great Shock Prayer Lightning] surrounded the sword. As the sword energy was swung freely, he beheaded a barbarian who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

He broke through the formation alone and fought against several Qi-refining barbarians alone. The sound of his sword was like thunder, which attracted the attention of all the disciples present.

The mountain stronghold and wooden building caught fire and collapsed, flames shot up into the sky, and the miasma that was covering the surroundings spread out.

A man with yellow eyes strolled leisurely in the sea of fire. The blood of the barbarians soaked the mountains and fields red, and there were bursts of screams.

Xu Fayan held the green-skinned gourd, drove the poisonous insects, and cast talismans. He did not do anything himself, but he probably killed more barbarians than anyone else present. His efficiency was extremely high, but not a drop of blood was on his body.

Smoke and dust rose up, and a corpse next to him suddenly jumped up. It was a barbarian who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining. He had a murderous look on his face and had been hiding for a long time just to kill the person in front of him. The other party knew the two ways of Gu Fu and was a great threat.

The barbarian had a strong build, holding a wolf-tooth club in both hands, and smashed it hard, bringing with it an evil wind. Black spells surged on his body, his blood was burning, and he was ready to fight to the death, with great power.

Seeing that the opponent had no way to escape, a ferocious smile appeared on the barbarian's face. The cultivators of the two ways of raising poisonous insects and drawing talismans would be afraid of getting close to him if they had not yet achieved immortality. The opponent was so careless that he would die here.

Xu Fayan's eyes turned, without moving his body, he turned his hand and grasped Yue Zhi, and raised the Yuanhuang blunt ruler against the trend, catching the opponent's wolf-tooth club steadily. The magic weapons collided, and the strong wind caused by them lowered the surrounding fire.

The barbarian's hands trembled, and he felt a surge of great force rushing up, cracking his knuckles. The blunt ruler slowly lifted up his club, revealing a pair of yellow eyes from below, which frightened him terribly.

Xu Fayan slightly activated the [Jade Blood Heart]. He had already mastered this secret technique. As his blood and energy surged, he used the Yuanhuang blunt ruler in his hand to pick up the opponent's magic weapon and smashed it at will without any rules, like a child's dancing stick.

The barbarian on the opposite side was feeling extremely frustrated. In a contest of strength, he was actually at a disadvantage. The opponent's blunt ruler was as heavy as ten thousand pounds and was hitting him straight at him. He could only defend himself and was unable to move.

Like being hit by a pile, the barbarian's lower body sank into the ground, his wolf-tooth club shattered, and his hands were shattered. Yue Zhi smashed down, and the barbarian's head was immediately smashed to pieces, deader than dead.

Xu Fayan looked around and saw that the disciples in the temple had the upper hand. The elders had not even made a move, and the Shouqing Camp was about to take over the place.

A black cloud rose up from the mountain. It was made up of dense black mosquitoes. On it stood an old witch with a stern face, a hunched body, and wearing a black robe of a strange shape.

The old witch roared angrily and was about to descend, his aura revealing him as he had already reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. A woman emerged from the nearby Qingmu Treasure Ship, riding a rain cloud with a cold expression, and approached with a sword. This time, the opponent wouldn't move while building their foundation, and the Guanzhong wouldn't strike first. The Guardians of the Qingying Camp needed training, so they were using these barbarians as a chance to test their swords.

Wen Sian held Yu Si and cast the [Hearing Thunder and Rejoicing in Rain] first. Clouds and rain hung in the sky, thunder rumbled lightly, and sweet rain fell. The raindrops were filled with murderous intent and surrounded the old witch.

The sword body trembled slightly, and the sky-blue sword energy fluctuated on it. She slowly raised the sword, and the rain gathered around her, gradually covering her figure. A sense of emptiness and clarity arose, and her whereabouts were difficult to find.

It was a third-grade spell contained in "Shang Yang Wen Yu Fa", [Kong Yu Chu], which was a technique of hiding oneself in the rain, entanglement and killing.

Yu Sijian shuttled through the clouds, making it difficult to discern his movements. Wen Si'an's figure was completely hidden, and a murderous intent went straight to the old witch's eyebrows.

When the old witch saw Jian Yuan, a look of surprise and doubt appeared on his face, and the black mosquitoes around him made sharp buzzing sounds. He raised a small flag in his hand, which was surrounded by blood light. It was a mid-grade Qi-refining magic weapon. When he waved it, a river of blood poured down.

The black mosquitoes fell into the river of blood and turned into a creepy blood color. Each one was as big as a human head. They flew out in an instant, shuttled in the rain, frantically searching for Wen Sian's figure.

The old witch circled the blood river around him, guarding against the opponent's sword moves. The rain became heavier, as if the floodgates of the sky were bursting. The blood mosquitoes around him kept buzzing, but he could not find the opponent's figure.

A precious talisman fell from the clouds, like a soaring spiritual peak, suppressing everything below. It had the power of "Gen Earth" [connecting the azure sky above and the underworld below]. The suppressing power of "Gen Earth" fell, causing the blood around the old witch to stagnate and temporarily lose his supernatural powers.

"Foundation-building talisman!"

The old witch cried out in surprise, and raindrops fluttered. A figure walked out from them, with sword energy flowing in and out, using the [Long Qi and Moving Clouds], coming at him very fast, and the magic sword pierced the opponent's heart directly.

Wen Sian put away her sword and shook it gently, and all the blood stains on the sword disappeared. She returned with the sword in her arms, and the disciples below cheered.

A golden light surged from the east, breaking through the air in an instant, carrying a cold and sick aura, and rushed straight towards Wen Sian's vest at an extremely fast speed.

Wen Sian felt a gust of evil wind behind him. On the [Untied Boat], a dark magic sword rushed out, carrying lightning and roaring heavenly sounds, cutting the golden light and sending it flying backwards.

Dan Ting transformed into a thunder falcon and landed on Wen Sian's shoulder, his pair of misty purple eyes looking forward.

At this time, the golden light revealed its true form, which was a golden silkworm, one finger long, made of gold and iron, and gilded all over. It was shaking at this moment and quickly retreated.

A figure slowly emerged from the mountains in the east. It was a handsome young man wearing a purple and gold robe. He had an imposing aura and was in the middle stage of foundation building.

He stepped on the golden light and called back the golden silkworm statue. His face was unfriendly and murderous intent surged between his brows, covering the entire Chixin Mountain and suffocating the monks and barbarians below.

"Where is the Great Red Monastery Master? I am Jin Zhong, a subordinate of the Wu King [Luohe]. Why don't you come out?"

Jin Zhong looked arrogant, with his hands behind his back, looking at the green wooden treasure ship.

"So what if you cultivate sword energy? Let me measure it."

A ball of black fire shot up from the other side's Qingmu treasure ship and quickly flew to the eastern sky, confronting Jin Zhong. It was a scarred man who laughed and said:

"You beast, why are you so arrogant? Let your Grandpa Liang come and meet you."

Jin Zhong looked over and saw that it was an early stage of foundation building. He was probably that guardian. He snorted coldly and sneered:
"Let your master come."

What responded to him was a golden-ringed beast-headed broadsword, which was shrouded in a white blade aura. It slashed down with black fire, and the air waves rolled, and a loud noise was heard in the air.

Jin Chong escaped from the black fire, his eyes narrowed, and the golden silkworm in his hand grew in the wind. The breath of plague enveloped the surroundings. Thousands of golden lights appeared on the golden silkworm's body, turning into golden thorns and shooting out.

Some of them fell on the mountain, and various molds grew around the thorns. Once the barbarians and monks came into contact with them, their bodies would be covered with festering ulcers. The people below immediately stopped fighting and hid away.

Liang Yong fanned the flames, held them in his hands, and blew at them. They exploded one after another, with billowing air waves and flames shooting out, colliding with the golden thorns.

Jin Zhong's face was solemn. He was a little frightened that the opponent's strength might not be inferior to his. The young man pointed at the golden silkworm and shouted:
"A change."

The golden silkworm suddenly transformed, grew a pair of wings, and stirred up an evil wind to blow away the black fire.

Jin Zhong did not dare to be careless. He took out a dagger made of white bones. It was a top-grade magic weapon for foundation building. Black spells surged on it and aimed at Liang Yong.

Liang Yong looked at Jin Zhong and chuckled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth and a hideous scar on his face. He held up a nine-story bone tower in his hand. The sky was covered with black and gray fire. An extremely captivating wave emanated from the tower, suppressing the flapping golden silkworm.

"Ancient magical weapon!"

Jin Zhong shouted loudly, and countless black and gray flames gushed out from the tower and rushed to his side. The air was dry and hot, and the smell of saltpeter and sulfur was everywhere.

A roar came from the clouds, the rocks jumped, and the people below screamed with ringing in their ears. A golden light in the sky weakened and rushed towards the east.

Dan Ting let out a long roar and soared into the sky with a surging lightning. The sword energy was like a rainbow, slashing towards the golden light with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)