The only way

Chapter 397 Qing Wei, the Curtain Ends (4k+)

No Golden Core cultivator came.

Both the ancestors of the Tian family and the Baimu Yaowang knew it clearly in their hearts.

Because none of them noticed that there was the aura of the third Golden Core cultivator in this world.

And the source of the golden core realm sword light
The Baimu Demon King and the ancestor of the Tian family all looked in the same direction.

There were several figures standing there.

Five human races, two spirit beasts.

All of them are in the foundation-building realm, and none of them are in the Jindan realm.

And that golden core sword light came from the only female cultivator among them.

A foundation-building cultivator dares to attack himself!
The vortex in the pure black eyes of the Hundred Eyes Demon King was spinning faster and faster, and he glanced coldly at the girl who had crushed the jade slips and still had a little aura of golden core left on her body.

Before the Hundred Eyes Demon King could make a move, he saw the young man holding a black long sword beside the girl lightly shaking out a snow-white talisman. On the talisman, there was no trace, only an ink mark. It runs through the entire sheet of snow-white talisman.

When the snow-white talisman floated in front of the young man, the tall and handsome young man raised his eyes lightly to look at the Baimu Demon King. The long sword in his hand was as bright as water, shining with a faint light. pierced through the snow-white talisman.

Click.

It was clearly a thin talisman, but the moment the sword tip pierced through it, it made a crisp sound like glass shattering.

A crack meanders along the ink marks on the snow-white talisman, and following the cracks, rays of light light up on the talisman, illuminating half of the world in the blink of an eye.

As for the Hundred Eyes Demon King, at the moment when the ray of light came on, the vortex in the pure black eyes suddenly paused, and a faint sense of crisis emerged in his heart.

Without hesitation, the Hundred Eyes Demon King opened the pure white eyes again, and streams of pure white light flowed out from the eyes, like flowing and soothing water, layer by layer. Wrap the Hundred Eyes Demon King.

However, before the white water completely enveloped the Hundred Eyes Demon King, in the light, there was already an ink-colored trace slowly appearing in the void.

It's as if someone is holding a writing brush and randomly strokes in the void.

It was this stroke that made the Baimu Demon King feel uneasy and fear intertwined.

This ink mark only has the power of less than the Yuanying realm, but the aura contained in it is the reason why the Hundred Eyes Demon King is terrified.

This must have been drawn by a monk whose cultivation base is far superior to that of Nascent Soul, and it was just a stroke of his hand.

The light dissipated, and the ink marks splashed across the body of the Baimu Demon King. The white water wrapped around the Baimu Demon King had just touched the ink marks, and within a breath, it disappeared without a trace like evaporated water vapor.

The ink mark passed across the body of the Hundred-Mused Demon King unimpededly, and with the scream of the Hundred-Mused Demon King, the pure white eye closed tightly, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of the eye down.

Even those pure black eyes, the Baimu Demon King closed again.

All his cultivation was above this eye, and now, his third eye was seriously injured, and even the pair of eyes he used on weekdays were completely blank.

Baimu Yaowang's white and delicate face was really white this time, and he glanced at those figures without blood.

Especially the young man with a long sword in his hand, a calm face, and clear but deep eyes, filled with deep fear in his heart.

The things in the hands of this human race are simply not what this world can conceive.

Since the shattering of ancient times, the road above the transformation of gods, the door to immortality, has long since disappeared on this continent for tens of thousands of years.

That snow-white talisman, that ink mark, maybe even a cultivator of Transformation God can't draw it!

The Baimu Demon King gritted his teeth fiercely, and turned his head to glance at the girl beside the young man.

Even without this young man, that young girl is not simple.

Being able to take out the jade slips containing the golden core realm strike at will, and without seeming distressed, it is obvious that he came from an extraordinary background.

Perhaps it is the children of those immortal sects of the human race.

These immortal disciples often carry a lot of protective treasures bestowed by the elders of the master sect. Even if they are demon cultivators in the golden core realm, they dare not say that they will meet a disciple of the immortal sect with extraordinary background and profound background. It must be able to kill it.

Besides
The Hundred Eyes Demon King is good at manipulating people's hearts, so his guessing about people's hearts is naturally extraordinary.

Among the five human monks, besides the young man and the girl, there was another young man who obviously didn't have the slightest intention of being afraid of him.

I'm afraid, it's another dependable human monk.

The Hundred Eyes Demon King secretly gritted his teeth, human monk cubs are such troublesome, especially those disciples of the immortal sect.

trouble!

Finally, he glanced fearfully at the young man holding the sword, and the Hundred Eyes Demon King covered his brows and raised his eyes, which had been bleeding continuously, and his thoughts turned.

Chaomu Town has become a ruin. Of the two Golden Core cultivators in Chaomu Town, one blew himself up and died, and the other was seriously injured.

The task assigned by the demon king is nothing more than breaking down the towns of the human race and killing the monks of the human race.

It can be regarded as having completed the task, and he will be reprimanded anyway when he goes back. Now that he stays here, he still doesn't know what the disciples of the immortal sect have to do.

The Baimu Demon King snorted coldly, and suddenly frowned.

In the next moment, the whole person disappeared in place, and even the breath disappeared without a trace.

The Hundred Eyes Demon King left extremely suddenly.

Lingchu had just inspired the jade slip given by his second senior brother Yan Bei, and saw Jiang Yanzhi throwing out a snow-white talisman, which severely injured the demon cultivator at the peak of Jindan with one blow.

Before he came back to his senses, the demon cultivator with three strange eyes suddenly disappeared in place.

His heart trembled, he was afraid that the golden core demon cultivator had hidden his tracks, and wanted to hide in the dark and carry out a sneak attack.

Before the talisman in his hand was aroused, a slightly hoarse, slightly magnetic voice suddenly came from beside him, "Fellow Daoist Yu, that golden core demon cultivator has left."

Looking sideways, I saw a faint sense of fatigue in Jiang Yanzhi's handsome eyes, and even his voice was no longer as loud as before, but hoarse and magnetic.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, are you alright?" Lingchu asked, frowning when he heard Jiang Yanzhi's voice and saw Jiang Yanzhi's expression.

Jiang Yanzhi showed a slight smile, and said softly, "It's nothing, it's just a bit of a waste of spiritual power. Later, I'm afraid Daoist Yu will need to protect him a lot."

The power of the talisman just now was enormous, but just activating this talisman consumed most of Jiang Yanzhi's spiritual power and consciousness, so he was naturally weakened a lot.

Hearing that Jiang Yanzhi said that he was fine, Lingchu nodded in relief. In any case, the snow-white talisman was obviously a treasure, and Jiang Yanzhi paid for this treasure.

There was still some gratitude in Lingchu's heart.

"By the way, how does Fellow Daoist Jiang know that the demon cultivator has left?" Lingchu only remembered this and asked quickly.

Jiang Yanzhi smiled lightly, and pointed to a bead hanging around his waist, "This is the bead for detecting demons. This bead is extremely sensitive to the breath of demons."

Jiang Yanzhi didn't go into great detail, but Lingchu believed in Jiang Yanzhi. According to several contacts, this fellow Daoist Jiang is not a person who talks freely.

Since you dare to say that, you must be sure.

He nodded immediately and responded with a smile.

As soon as the Hundred Eyes Demon King left, there was only a Golden Core cultivator left in Chaomu Town, the patriarch of the Tian family.

Even for the injured Jindan monk, the demon clans present were still terrified. The faces of the demon clan army who had regained their momentum due to the appearance of the Hundred Eyes Demon King all changed again.

This time, a monster turned around and ran away again.

But this time, without the obstruction of the Hundred Eyes Demon King, the momentum of fleeing was like a spreading tide, instantly submerging all the demon army.

One after another, the monsters ran towards the outside of Chaomu Town one after another, while the human monks became more imposing once again, chasing after the fleeing monster army.

His eyes were full of resentment and anger, and the ultimate move in his hand was not concealed in the slightest.

The ancestor of the Tian family didn't immediately deal with the army of demon tribes that had become a mess without the leadership of the golden core demon cultivator. Instead, he carefully searched the entire area of ​​Chaomu Town with his spiritual sense to ensure that the Baimu Demon King was real. has left here.

Only when the ancestor of the Tian family searched every piece of land within the scope of his spiritual consciousness inch by inch, and confirmed that the aura of the Hundred Eyes Demon King had completely disappeared within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, did he have time to think.

Think about why the Hundred Eyes Demon King left Chaomu Town suddenly.

Could it be that he is afraid of those foundation-building juniors?
The ancestor of the Tian family took a long look at the foundation building figures who were beheading the monsters, and a look of joy flashed in their eyes.

He recognized the foundation-building monks in front of him, they were sent by Luoyao City to set up formations for Chaomu Town. Although the ancestor of the Tian family didn't come forward to receive these monks at that time, he still saw them in his spiritual consciousness. of.

Not to mention that the big formation protecting Chaomu Town already surpassed the ordinary fourth-rank big formation, it can be said that the crisis in Chaomu Town this time has turned around because of these foundation-building monks.

The ancestor of the Tian family felt a strong sense of gratitude in his heart. He was thankful that these foundation-building cultivators came to Chaomu Town, and also thankful that they chose to come back to help Chaomu Town.

In the realm of comprehension, even if they belong to the same race as humans, it cannot be said that there is much friendship. In other words, in the realm of comprehension, there are too many monks who are cold-hearted and selfish.

Knowing that there is a lot of danger here, they are still willing to come back to help. These foundation-building monks are rare in the world of cultivation.

However, it is precisely this kind of rareness that makes people feel a little warm.

Without the restraint of the Hundred Eyes Demon King, the ancestor of the Tian family was like a tiger in a flock of sheep. He was obviously seriously injured, but his face was still pale, but he wandered in Chaomu Town like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. , All the monsters failed to struggle, and died directly.

It can be seen that the ancestor of the Tian family has anger in his heart.

All monsters don't look very good when they die.

Just when the situation in Chaomu Town changed again and again, Chaomu Town was a hundred miles south.

A looming black figure appeared in the void, and streamers of black light lingered around this figure, slowly solidifying this illusory figure.

When the figure was completely condensed, a delicate white face was revealed. On the delicate face, the eyes were tightly closed, and there was still a thin red line as bright as blood remaining between the brows.

If the monks in Chaomu Town were here, they would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this figure was the Hundred Eyes Demon King who suddenly disappeared.

The Hundred Eyes Demon King turned his head and glanced in the direction of Chaomu Town, his delicate face revealed an obvious hint of coldness and apprehension.

This glance was quickly taken back by the Baimu Demon King. The Baimu Demon King who retracted his gaze did not rush to leave again, but was shocked, and slowly opened his closed eyes, looking up at himself .

I saw a flying sword hanging above the Hundred Eyes Demon King.

The whole body of the flying sword is black, the blade is extremely thin, and it glows like water. On the blade, there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.

The Hundred Eyes Demon King felt the fluctuations emanating from the flying sword, and a trace of fear froze in his pure black eyes.

This flying sword has a seal!

But at this moment, the seal above the flying sword is slowly being released, and the aura released is also slowly rising.

The Baimu Demon King's handsome face was extremely cold, and the vortex in the pure black eyes suddenly spun faster.

He...can't move!

The Hundred Eyes Demon King stared at the flying sword above his head, feeling the energy flowing from it to lock himself firmly in place, his brows were slightly frowned, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He knew why this flying sword could lock himself!

Sword Spirit!It's Sword Spirit!

This time, the Hundred Eyes Demon King couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and there was even a trace of scorching heat in his eyes.

The flying sword that gave birth to the sword spirit, even if it is just a little bit of wisdom, the quality of the flying sword, and the possibility of the future are all incomparable to ordinary flying swords.

Only the flying sword that gave birth to the sword spirit has the potential to become a fairy sword!
The Hundred Eyes Demon King looked at the seal slowly released by the flying sword above his head, and the golden pattern flowing out of his sword, the scorching heat in his eyes quickly cooled down.

This flying sword not only gave birth to a sword spirit, but also had several seals.

It must be because the spiritual material used to forge this sword, and the quality after forging is far higher than the cultivation level of the person holding the sword, so this sword has been sealed heavily.

After the person holding the sword has strengthened his cultivation, he will remove the sword's seal step by step.

This is a flying sword of extremely high quality that has given birth to a sword spirit.

The Baimu Demon King felt that the aura of the flying sword had reached the peak of the golden core, and coupled with the fluctuation of the aura of the sword spirit, the Baimu Demon King knew that it would be difficult to hide from the current state of his being seriously injured. However, this is a blow from the flying sword, which is good at killing.

Thinking back to the young man with the sword outside Chaomu Town, and then recalling the strange thing that the girl in green clothes saw in his vertical pupils, the Baimu Demon King closed his eyes again.

Is his luck not good enough?
No, it's just that his strength is not strong enough.

When the sharp sword light engulfed the Hundred Eyes Demon King, the Golden Core Demon Cultivator with strange methods and deep thoughts only let out a light chuckle.

It seems to be mocking, and it seems to be sighing something.

When the flying sword killed the Hundred Eyes Demon King, it became dim again, all the golden lines on the sword disappeared, the aura became dim again, and even the original agility disappeared.

Only then did the two ancient small characters on the sword body appear, Qingwei.

(End of this chapter)