Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 129 Demons Gather
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Despite his doubts, the sword energy at his fingertips never ceased.

Song Yan's sword light traced white trails in this deep, inescapable hell.

Each sword strike was able to accurately kill the fierce ghosts that rushed towards him.

But it didn't help.

After those ghostly figures dissipate, even more twisted figures will crawl out from the inky ground.

Endless.

"Old Song! We can't possibly kill all of these things!"

Li Qingfeng shouted, "We have to get out of here!"

leave here.

Song Yan certainly knew.

The question is, how do I leave?

They were all cultivators at the Qi Refining stage, making it difficult for them to fly.

I've tried all sorts of escape techniques and talismans, but they're completely ineffective here.

The hellish reflection beneath their feet kept reaching out its palms, dragging them downwards...

What will happen if I'm dragged down?
no one knows.

Li Qingfeng's appearance at this moment was extremely unique. A large black iron pot was placed upside down on his head, and the inscriptions on the bottom of the pot emitted a faint golden light, barely resisting the erosion of the surrounding demonic sounds.

At the same time, he swung the kitchen knife in his hand and chopped the approaching evil spirits to pieces.

However, perhaps due to using two magical artifacts at the same time, Li Qingfeng's aura was somewhat unstable.

He swung his sword repeatedly, and in the brief moment when his spiritual energy stagnated, it was precisely the time when his old power was exhausted and his new power had not yet been generated.

The demonic claws that stretched out from the reflection of hell beneath his feet suddenly sank down, dragging Li Qingfeng's body downwards.

It had almost sunk his legs into the darkness!
"Old Song!"

The life-or-death crisis made him extremely panicked.

laugh.

Several sword energies suddenly appeared, swirling around Li Qingfeng and slashing away the hands that emerged from the darkness.

Song Yan seized the opportunity, grabbed him by the back and lifted him up, rescuing him.

"Thank you very much."

Li Qingfeng felt a wave of fear wash over him. He had barely finished thanking Old Song when he started cursing, "Damn it..."

"call--"

The feeling of having just narrowly escaped death had truly terrified him.

There was no time for them to catch their breath.

The two looked after each other and slowly "moved" out of Shiguping.

Difficulty.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that in the distance, Shen Huai of the Xuan Yuan Sect was struggling to hold on with her fellow cultivator, a male cultivator named Ji Chuanqiao.

Under the manipulation of the Daoist incantation in Shen Huai's hands, several copper coins shimmered with spiritual light.

They actually formed a simple spirit array, which floated beside the two of them.

However, it is clear that the two are also finding it difficult to continue.

The luster on the copper coin is fading at a visible rate.

Until one instant, it suddenly vanished and returned to Shen Huai's hand.

"what--"

A piercing scream came from behind Shen Huai.

Ji Chuanqiao was attacked by three fierce ghosts at the same time, and his protective spirit garment was torn to shreds and disappeared like thin paper.

Countless black hands emerged from the darkness and clung to his legs.

"Senior Sister Shen!"

Ji Chuanqiao was somewhat at a loss and hurriedly called for help. His legs were unable to move, so he could only wave his hands, trying to reach Shen Huai.

But Shen Huai raised his cold eyes, glanced at him, and then took a step to the side.

I moved a little further away from him.

"Senior Sister Shen..."

Ji Chuanqiao looked panicked and kept calling out, "Senior Sister Shen!"

"Shen Huai! You shameless woman!"

"How could you just stand by and watch someone die! You..."

The black hands multiplied, becoming dense and overwhelming, eventually engulfing him.

Shen Huai didn't even turn around to look again.

He simply walked expressionlessly away from Shiguping.

Behind her, Ji Chuanqiao's figure had been completely dragged into the hellish reflection by the black hand.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a skeleton slowly floated to the surface. The skeleton trembled slightly and scattered in the wind.

It rolled toward the center of Shiguping.

……

On the edge of the Avici Hell.

Liu Ciming put away the communication talisman in his hand, his face somewhat gloomy.

Several dark figures broke through the air; they were several Foundation Establishment Realm demonic cultivators, led by Zheng Daming, Fu Ming, and others from the Yellow Springs Path.

"Brother Liu, what skill you've got!"

Zheng Daming was somewhat overweight, and his eyes squinted when he smiled.

He glanced at the mountain of bones in the center of hell: "Killing a Qi Refining Realm cultivator has caused such a commotion."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks."

Liu Ciming's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I've figured it out. That Hell Transformation Diagram is the calligraphy of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"what?"

Zheng Daming exclaimed in surprise, and even Fu Ming, who had been silent to the side, showed a look of astonishment.

"It's too late to say anything now. That bastard Jin Tianya has already refined his soul into the painting. Now he's going to throw caution to the wind and make things worse."

He glanced sideways at the six major sects in the distance.

The Yellow Springs Path can see them, and they can naturally see the demonic cultivators of the Yellow Springs Path as well.

A sound of air being torn apart came, and more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators from the six major sects arrived together.

Elder Fu Xiao, who was at the head of the group, held a jade ruyi, which emitted a spiritual light.

She glared at him angrily: "You scoundrels from the Underworld! It really was you who did this!"

Liu's name is a name with unspeakable suffering.

However, now is not the time to argue with these so-called righteous cultivators.

Just as the two sides were about to clash, a roar came from the direction of Corpse Abyss.

Shadowy figures appeared, breaking through the air.

"Hahahahahaha..."

A loud, boisterous laugh rang out, and the leading demonic ape, accompanied by a group of demonic cultivators from the Corpse Abyss, arrived outside the Avici Hell.

“Brother Liu, you’ve been acting so mysteriously and secretive these days. I thought you had something to hide.”

The demonic ape Hu Rifei sarcastically asked, "How did things turn out like this?"

He patted Liu Ciming on the shoulder: "Don't worry, brother."

"We are still allies."

"As long as you're willing to share a piece of the pie with my brothers and sisters in this abyss of corpses..."

"I, Lao Hu, will definitely not let those empty-headed people cause trouble."

Although he was speaking to Liu Ciming, he looked at the six cultivators beside him.

The elders of the six sects felt a chill in their hearts.

If it were only the demonic cultivators from the Yellow Springs Path, then with the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators present, they could still annihilate them at some cost.

However, with the addition of demons from the Corpse Abyss, the situation becomes very complicated.

The cultivators of the six sects also knew that the people from Corpse Bone Abyss and Yellow Spring Path were not truly united.

However, it is still highly possible that they will temporarily join forces to fight against the six major sects.

Elder Fu Xiao lowered his jade ruyi slightly and exchanged a glance with Xu Ziqing.

Xu Ziqing immediately understood.

A delicate balance of power was immediately established among the three forces.

Among the elders, only Shen Yu remained silent, his eyes flashing.

He already knew the whereabouts of the Hell Transformation Diagram, which is why he rushed from Xuan Yuan Sect to Changping.

But the current situation caught him somewhat off guard.

He looked towards the center of Shiguping and saw that beneath the phantom of hell, white bones were piled up like mountains.

But the culprit behind all of this did not move an inch from beginning to end.

"Now that the painting is out of control, are the figures on the mountain of bones the spirits within it?"

If I could refine it, wouldn't that be equivalent to possessing this treasure?
He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the six elders beside him, as well as the demons from Corpse Abyss and Yellow Springs Path.

In terms of spiritual power, perhaps only the demonic cultivators led by Huang Quan Dao and Elder Fu could rival him here.

In addition, he possessed a spirit-refining treasure...

He hesitated no more.

He immediately channeled his spiritual power and entered the reflection of the Avici Hell.

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