Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 424: Deep into the Demonic Land
"Huchi~huchi~"

Ji Fei was breathing heavily, making hand gestures with one hand, and using his own flying sword to suppress the lustful monk opposite him.

These kind of creatures that are neither human nor ghost are extremely difficult to deal with. If you are not careful, you will be corroded by the evil energy they emit.

Once eroded, his magic power will be disrupted at the very least, and at the worst, he will be directly possessed by another body. He has no choice but to be careful.

However, he had been fighting for more than a day, and his magic power was almost gone. His medicine pills were all used up, and even his natal flying sword had suffered minor damage in the battle.

Faced with the almost endless attacks of the Lustful Monk, he was already at the end of his rope.

snort~
A sword pierced through the head of a lustful monk, and the sword energy carried by the flying sword directly crushed the head into powder.

But this did not alleviate Ji Fei's predicament. The number of lustful monks surrounding him did not decrease at all, and his top-grade defensive spiritual weapon was almost unable to hold on.

As the sword was slashed out, a crisp "click" sound entered Ji Fei's consciousness, followed by a piercing pain.

The feeling was like having a red-hot pair of tongs thrust into his brain. Ji Fei could even hear the hissing sound of the liquid in his brain evaporating.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, then looked at his natal flying sword.

On his flying sword, there was a crack that almost ran across the entire blade, which was particularly eye-catching.

"After seventy years of practicing Taoism, is this the end?" Ji Fei smiled bitterly as he looked at the lustful monks who swarmed over him.

He looked up at the sky, just as he had hoped as a child to see his father descending from the sky on auspicious clouds.

But at this moment and in this place, there were no auspicious clouds and no father, only boundless demonic energy covering the entire sky.

Ji Fei withdrew his gaze. The shield surrounding him had reached its limit.

A trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on his calm face. His red eyes glared at the lustful monk in front of him, and a voice squeezed out of his throat through gritted teeth: "Come, let's die together."

After saying this, Ji Fei's magic power began to boil, and tremendous energy began to rise in his body.

He surprisingly chose to self-destruct everything he had gained from seventy years of hard practice, killing all the lustful monks around him.

A dazzling spiritual light burst out from the cracks in Ji Fei's body. At this moment, Ji Fei felt an unprecedented power, a power that could kill all invading enemies.

In fact, after becoming so powerful, his future path became much clearer.

"Unfortunately, there is no chance."

Ji Fei suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and under his control, the flying sword whistled like the wind, killing all the lustful monks around him like cutting melons and vegetables.

As Ji Fei exerted his magic power without reservation, the monks of desire within a kilometer radius of him fell down in groups, and he even had enough energy to support his fellow Taoist who was not far away from him.

The pressure on the monks rescued by Ji Fei suddenly eased, but there was no relief in their eyes, only sadness.

A quarter of an hour later, the flying sword suddenly broke into pieces with a crisp buzzing sound.

Ji Fei also collapsed.

Seventy years of hard training were all gone in one day. Ji Fei stood proudly in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, his body straight as a spear.

A female cultivator in palace attire suddenly stopped. She looked at Ji Fei, tears glistening in her eyes. She softly called out, "I wish you, Daoist Fellow Ji, great success in your immortal path~"

As the palace-dressed female cultivator spoke, more and more cultivators noticed Ji Fei's condition. They looked at Ji Fei, whose body was beginning to disintegrate, and shouted, "I wish you, Daoist Ji, a prosperous path to immortality~"

Ji Fei forced a smile with great difficulty. He used his crumbling hands to bow forward, and his calm voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the field:

"I wish all my fellow Taoists prosperity in their immortal ways, and I wish Yunzhou eternal prosperity. Ji will go first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Fei's body suddenly disintegrated into ashes and returned to heaven and earth, leaving only a black Taoist robe covered with scars hanging down limply.

Such situations occurred everywhere on the battlefield.

Behind the human race's position, Gao Yang looked at the fighting in front of him and sighed softly: "This is the disaster of the Demon Buddha~"

After he finished speaking, he did not stop. The two-headed ice dragon let out a loud dragon roar and flapped its huge dragon wings to pounce towards the battlefield ahead.

A pitch-black eyeball appeared in Gao Yang's hand, and a ray of light shot out from its eyes towards a lustful monk.

[Desire Monk, Life Level 15]

Gao Yang retracted his dark eyeballs, and black jade appeared in his hands. The fighting spirit burned fiercely in his body, mixed with bits of light of will.

"Ang~~~"

The high-pitched and melodious dragon roar resounded through the sky. Many cultivators turned their heads and looked behind them, only to see a two-headed monster wrapped in rolling demonic energy swooping down towards the battlefield.

On the back of this big monster, there is a figure holding a black sword.

Audleyville swooped down, his iron dragon wings like two long swords, and wherever they passed, the body of the Lustful Monk was torn into pieces like rags.

A hundred-foot-long sword energy gushed out from the tip of the black sword. Gao Yang jumped down from the dragon's back and fell directly into the encirclement of the lustful monks.

As soon as he landed, before the monk Yu Nian could make a move, Gao Yang had already swung his sword.

The hundred-foot-long sword energy swept through, and the bodies of the lustful monks stiffened wherever it passed, and then they were all cut in half.

The strength of these lustful monks is just at the beginning of the transcendent level, and the gap between them and Gao Yang is too huge. In the face of absolute strength, numbers have no meaning.

"You killed the Desire Monk and gained 50 general experience points."

In just a moment, a large number of comprehensive network notifications refreshed before his eyes like a waterfall. Gao Yang took a look and chose to temporarily block them.

This information is useless to him.

Not far from Gaoyang, the monks of Yunzhou looked in shock at the man and the demon who were frantically slaughtering the lustful monk.

"Why have I never seen this fellow Taoist before? Which sect or school is he from?" someone asked curiously.

"Killing the Desire Monk is like butchering a dog. He shouldn't be here. He should be heading to the spirit world. The war there is even more urgent than ours."

"The presence of this fellow Daoist can reduce the casualties of many fellow Daoists. I hope he can stay longer."

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Gao Yang's appearance was like a divine soldier descending from the sky for the cultivators in the battlefield of the human world. For a time, speculation about Gao Yang's identity spread rapidly among many cultivators.

Gao Yang killed the lustful monk within a hundred meters in front of him with one sword. He raised his brows slightly, stopped where he was, and looked up at the void in front of him.

In the flowing demonic energy, it seemed as if something was descending.

The next moment, a voice rang out. The voices overlapped, and there were voices from men, women, young and old, as if tens of millions of people were speaking at the same time, forming a devilish sound that was almost brainwashing, and turned into a sharp cone, pouring into Gao Yang's ears.

"The Buddha said that all living beings suffer. Why don't you join me in taking refuge in the Buddha and enjoy bliss?"

"With a single heart, free from worries, the four elements are empty, empty and suffering, the breath turns into the wind and the body returns to the earth, join us in ascending to paradise~"

hum~
The space around Gao Yang was shaking due to the roar of the magic sound. Even though Gao Yang possessed an immortal will and extremely brilliant willpower, he still saw double images in front of his eyes and there was a constant buzzing in his ears.

At the moment when Gao Yang's ears were pierced by the devil's sound, the devil's energy in front of him quickly condensed into a terrifying devil shadow that was ten feet tall. This devil shadow had a green face and fangs, two heads and four arms, and bulging muscles.

Its face seems to have a smile of compassion for all living beings, but also seems to have a coldness that ignores all living beings.

It lowered its head to look at Gao Yang, and its two demonic hands, like two peaks piercing through the ears, slapped towards Gao Yang.

thump~
The evil energy turned into a shock wave and spread instantly.

There was a hint of surprise on the demon's face, and it turned the left side of its head to look behind it.

There, Gao Yang stood calmly.

It lowered its head and looked at its body, only to find that a solid golden light had split it in two from the center. An intense pain it had never experienced before instantly swept through its brain.

"You uh."

The demon shadow opened its mouth, and then its body suddenly disintegrated into demonic energy.

"You killed the demon Nian-Yu, and you gained 500 general experience points."

Gao Yang turned around and looked at the collapsing demonic energy, his face as calm as a lake.

The Desire Monk must have been corrupted by the so-called Devil's Desire. After he showed his powerful side, the Devil's Desire attacked him directly without any hesitation, which was extremely decisive.

The final result is not what it expected.

However, through the attack of the demonic desire, Gao Yang obtained some information.

That is, if his attack is integrated with his will, it will have a great killing effect on the invisible and intangible demon.

In addition, if this kind of demonic thought wants to attack, it seems to need to turn into a physical entity.

However, this has yet to be confirmed and cannot be relied upon in future battles against the enemy.

Without pausing, Gao Yang continued to kill the lustful monks on the battlefield.

Until he completely cleared out the lustful monks in this area, he rushed directly towards the devil's land without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute, my friend! The Demonic Land is filled with dangers. You must not go forward alone!"

At this moment, a monk chased Gao Yang's back and shouted loudly.

Gao Yang didn't pause at all, as if he didn't hear anything, and rushed into the dark demonic energy.

"This is too radical. If we are besieged by the demons, no matter how powerful he is, he may not be able to stop them." The cultivator who had tried to persuade them to stay earlier was a little anxious, but due to his own strength, he could only stand outside the demon land and did not dare to enter.

After Gao Yang rushed into the devil's land with the two-headed ice dragon, he found that the environment here was not pitch black. Although the sky was still full of devilish energy, the vision was only slightly dim, which was roughly equivalent to the vision after the sun had just set in the evening.

Gao Yang rode the two-headed ice dragon, referred to the map in his hand, and rushed towards the direction of "Mingruo Temple".

Mingruo Temple is a medium-sized temple. Before the invasion of the demons, there were five Bodhisattvas, dozens of Arhats, thousands of Buddhas, and tens of thousands of believers.

But now, Mingruo Temple no longer exists.

Instead, there is a medium-sized demon nest, most of which are monks with delusional thoughts and monks with absolute thoughts. The monks with lustful thoughts are sent to the human-demon battlefield to fight against human monks.

Mingruo Temple was not far from the human-demon battlefield. Gao Yang fought all the way and spent more than half an hour before finally arriving outside Mingruo Temple.

The once towering temple gate is now dilapidated, and the majestic and solemn stone lions are now surrounded by demonic energy, exuding a demonic aura.

The once powerful door lintel was now covered with cobwebs, as if it had been desolate for thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)