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Chapter 358

I volleyed towards Wanmo Mountain for three days.

Encountered many waves of moxiu's remnant souls, and each wave was stronger than the previous wave, but with 16 people working together, the road went very smoothly.

Only then did Yang Wenchao and Zhao Lei of 36 Caves realize why everyone is willing to follow Ning Lang, because following him can maintain the relationship between various immortal sects and achieve true fairness and justice.

Although we had established the rule that whoever kills the remnant soul of the demon cultivator will be given the magic core when he cooperated with Mingyue Xilou and Wanjian Villa before, but in order to get the magic core, almost everyone is waiting for him. Trying to make up the last knife, but in Ning Lang's alliance, such a situation will not happen. First, because there are too many remnants of demon cultivators, most people don't have time to make up the knife. Second, Ning Lang is killing demon cultivators. At the same time as the soul, he was also listening to six directions and watching all directions. If this situation really happened, he would judge according to the result of the joint killing, and no one would dissatisfy him.

Only when a team has a backbone can it truly unite.

that's it.

After killing wave after wave of remnant souls of demon cultivators, everyone's pockets became more and more full.

Seeing the Wanmo Mountain in front of him, Ning Lang smiled and said: "Everyone, let's take a break. After half an hour, we will go to the Wanmo Mountain to find out what caused the turmoil in the Demon Realm."

"it is good."

The 16 people sat around to rest in twos and threes. Ning Lang checked his storage ring. There were already many magic cores in it. He is not a human being, and he has also practiced the five-element swordsmanship that can gather the power of the five elements together, so for him, he needs a magic core no matter what attribute it is.

Ning Lang silently recited the Da Huang Ting Sutra, breathed out, and calmed down the restless aura in his body.

Li Pingping was sitting next to Ning Lang, recalling what Ning Lang had done along the way, he couldn't help saying: "Ning Lang, don't forget, after the demon hunting competition is over, remember to go to Buzhou Mountain once."

"Well, I'll go."

Ning Lang was the first person who could let Li Pingping take the initiative to invite him to Mount Buzhou.

Buzhou Mountain is not like other fairy sects. There are very few people on the mountain, and there are only one or two hundred people in total, and most of them are suffering people rescued from the mountain by Li Pingping's master. They have no talent and aptitude. The reason why Buzhou Mountain can be located in one of the top ten fairy gates is because the ancestor's strength alone is enough to support a fairy gate, so for so many years, no one dared to provoke Bu Zhoushan.

This is also the reason why only Li Pingping came to participate in the Demon Hunt Competition in Buzhou Mountain. The others were not strong enough, and they were unwilling to come if they were strong enough. Li Pingping was not willing to come at first, but Master personally ordered him to travel long distances over here.

He also didn't expect to meet a descendant who came from a small world with his master in the Demon Realm, and he was also a member of the Haoqi sect, so he felt that if Ning Lang could go to Buzhou Mountain, the master would be very happy, so he decided to Say it again.

Ye Junze was also very surprised when he heard this.

Ning Lang is already inseparable from Hongxiu Tiangong, backed by Biyou Tiangong, and has a good relationship with Pingqiu Fairy Valley, and now Buzhou Mountain is taking the initiative to throw olive branches. There are already four of them. After this cooperation, I believe that Tianzhu Temple, Taoism, and 36 Caves will all look at Ning Lang differently. In this way, Ning Lang will become the favorite among the top ten immortal sects in the Immortal Domain.

Thinking of this, Ye Junze rejoiced, fortunately he was the first to know Ning Lang, otherwise, Ning Lang would be someone else's family.

Half an hour passed quickly.

The crowd went on the road again, but this time their goal was the top of Wanmo Mountain. Under the leadership of Ning Lang, 16 people swept up to the high altitude in a mighty manner.

When they saw the scene on the top of Wanmo Mountain, their expressions became strange.

"Could it be that those remnant souls of demon cultivators all came out of this cave?"

"There are five stone statues on it, as if it is some kind of special prohibition."

"It's so dark here."

"Ning Lang, what should we do now?"

Ning Lang looked at the cave on the top of Wanmo Mountain, and fell into deep thought for a while. After a long time, he frowned and said: "How about I go down and have a look first? If there is nothing wrong, you guys go down."

The voice just fell.

Ye Junze said: "Ning Lang, don't be impulsive, there is no danger here."

Ning Lang shook his head and said, "It's okay, I have the means to protect myself."

While speaking, he retracted his hands into his sleeves, and squeezed the flashing talisman in his hands again.

Ning Lang's actions undoubtedly increased his favorability in other people's hearts by a large amount. Ye Junze's worries are not unreasonable. Even if there is no turmoil in the Demon Realm, the situation here is that the closer to the Wanmo Mountain, the stronger the remnants of the demon cultivators. But now there is a cave on the top of Wanmo Mountain, which is very likely to be in great danger. Ning Langken stood up at this time, which can be regarded as a contribution to the team.

"Be careful."

"be careful."

Ning Lang nodded his head heavily, and lowered his body to the top of Wanmo Mountain little by little. Under the eyes of everyone, he jumped up and disappeared in front of everyone.

A dark red light permeated the surroundings.

An ominous breath came to my heart.

Ning Lang frowned into a Sichuan shape, squinting his eyes and looking around through the dark red light, there was nothing but a sarcophagus in the center of the cave.

The lid of the sarcophagus has been opened, and there is no corpse inside.

Just when Ning Lang wanted to call everyone down.

"Ning Lang, Ning Lang!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded in the sky, and Ning Lang hurried out of the cave. The eyes of the 15 people all looked towards the north. The soul is coming here.

They are like an army on the battlefield, giving people an almost suffocating sense of oppression.

Although they have been dead for many years.

But in life, they were all existences capable of shocking one side.

"The remnant soul of a demon cultivator in the Heavenly Exalted Realm!"

"There are still four remnant souls of demon cultivators at the Dao Profound Realm!"

"There are more remnant souls of magic cultivators in the God Transformation Realm!"

"There are so many remnants of demon cultivators, Ning Lang, what should we do now?"

Ning Lang glanced at the remnant soul of the demon cultivator who was rushing here, and quickly made a decision: "Fellow Daoist Li Pingping and I deal with the remnant soul of the demon cultivator in the Heavenly Exalted Realm. Fellow Daoist Xiuzhu and Changqing Fellow Daoists, you two deal with the four remnant souls of Dao Profound Realm demon cultivators, and leave the rest to the rest."

"Ning Lang, there are too many remnants of demon cultivators, can we beat them?"

Ning Lang said with determination in his eyes: "At this point, we can only try."

The voice just fell.

The monk Xiuzhu put his palms in front of his chest, and said in a voice like a bell: "Xiu Xing, Xiu Lin, prepare to recite the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra with me."

"Yes."

Liu Changqing raised the spirit pen and said the same way; "Jinzhi, Yunan, start to paint symbols!"

"Yes."

"There are so many remnant souls of demon cultivators. I'm afraid we won't be able to kill them all. Don't think about how to divide the demon cores. After this battle is over, I will divide them equally according to your realm. If you believe me, just Do your best."

Hundreds of remnant souls of demon cultivators whose realm is no less than that of the sixth heavenly realm rushed to the front of the formation. After a moment of silence, the remnant soul of demon cultivators of the heavenly realm roared in a low voice: "Those who offend my demon realm, die!"

"Those who offend my Demon Realm, die!" All the remnant souls of demon cultivators echoed together, their voices reverberating for a long time.

"Since they are all remnant souls, why are you so arrogant!"

Ning Lang's body had already bent into the shape of a big bow at some point. The moment he spoke, he suddenly drew his sword with his right hand, and his body also unfolded at the same time. The majestic spiritual energy was directly drawn out by the Tai'a sword, and a piece of sword energy poured out from the sword body like a sea of ​​fire. With just one move, more than 20 remnant souls of demon cultivators under the ninth level of heaven were chopped off. kill.

"Good trick! I'll do it too!"

Li Pingping pulled out his two axes, and jumped several feet in the air again, his hands erupted with dazzling cyan light at the same time, and with a burst of shouts from his mouth, two cyan auras swept out instantly, forming another large area of ​​magic cultivators. The remnant soul died.

The reason why Ning Lang made the first move was to stabilize the morale of the army. Li Pingping must have guessed Ning Lang's intentions, so he followed suit.

"Kill! Kill them for me!"

Surrounded by the red mist, the remnant souls of the demon cultivators in the Heavenly Sovereign Realm spit out a sentence with murderous intent, and the rest of the remnant souls of the demon cultivators rushed towards the 16 people instantly upon hearing the words.

Ning Lang and Li Pingping took the initiative to fly towards the remnant soul of the demon cultivator in Tianzun's realm.

The rest of the people also tried their best to fight.

They were still clumsy before.

But now, they can only use their means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

The three monks in Tianzhu Temple recited the scriptures, and after those Sanskrit sounds that other people could not understand jumped out from between their teeth, under the blessing of spiritual energy, they were like a bunch of glowing ants, and they kept cultivating the remnants of the soul. Biting and nibbling on his body.

The three Taoist priests of the Taoist school were even more thunderous. They drew spells one after another, and each one was pasted on the forehead of the demon cultivator's remnant soul. It didn't take long for their remnant souls to explode.

Each punch of Yuan An and Yuan Bai can bring out a large piece of flame.

Ye Junze, Li Fu, and Yang Wenchao also used their housekeeping skills to parry the attack of the demon energy of the demon cultivator's remnant soul.

"Ning Lang, this move was instructed by the master himself, so please be optimistic."

As soon as the words fell, Li Pingping suddenly accelerated, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, a dazzling blue lingering on his hands, his power of wood is definitely not inferior to Ning Lang's power of fire, when his hands are blatantly At the moment when the space fell, the two auras tied up the remnant soul of the demon cultivator in that day's respectable state like ivy.

Even though the two joined forces, the remnant soul of the Demon Cultivator in the Heavenly Exalted Realm still possesses the strength of the Ninth Heavenly Realm. In the previous few moves, Ning Lang and Li Pingping did not gain the upper hand, and they were even firmly suppressed. Now seeing Li Pingping controlled him, Ning Lang hurriedly said: "This move is really good, look at my sword!"

Ning Lang took a deep breath, lifted the sword to his waist, and after the billowing hot air passed to his right hand, he immediately pushed the sword out, and at the same time softly shouted: "Lihuo Sword!"

A fire dragon sprang out from the tip of the sword and flew across the air like a frightened bird, just in time to ignite the spiritual weapon that Li Pingping released just now.

The power of the fire element cooperates with the power of the wood element.

When fire meets wood, it burns!
The moment the fire dragon rushed to the body of Tianzunjing, a magnificent blue-red flame burst out in the sky, blooming like a lotus flower.

"This sword is really amazing."

Just as the two were talking, a hoarse shout suddenly sounded in the firelight.

That day, the remnant soul of the demonic cultivator suddenly retreated tens of feet away, and the other remnant souls of the demonic cultivator also retreated one after another. Although everyone resisted the first wave of attack, it could be seen that their spiritual energy was consumed a lot.

Ye Junze, Ye Qian, Li Fu, Zhao Lei and the others were already gasping for breath.

In the dark red mist, there was the hoarse voice of the remnant soul of the demon cultivator in that day: "Jiang Chen, Gan Zhen, Zhen Bi, Chao Sheng, thousands of years have passed in a hurry, and I didn't expect that the Demon Realm has been reduced to such an extent that even these juniors of the fairy sect can... Are you willing to trample on it at will?"

"Unwilling!"

"Since he is dead, what's the use of leaving a trace of remnant soul wandering in this demon realm? How about letting this group of people be buried with us?"

While speaking, the dark red mist was gradually sucked into his nostrils, and his appearance was finally revealed. His blood-red eyes were fixed on the 16 people, and his hands had already clenched into fists. He didn't look like a remnant soul at the moment, but Standing in front of everyone like a living person.

"Follow the order of the Heavenly Venerable!" The four remnant souls of the Dao Profound Realm demon cultivators beside him said in unison.

The remnant souls of other demon cultivators who had died for thousands of years seemed to have awakened their spiritual wisdom, and they all looked at Ning Lang and the others.

"Go, let this group of people be buried with us!"

The voice just fell.

Except for the five most powerful remnant souls of demon cultivators, other remnant souls of demon cultivators rushed towards Ning Lang and the others one after another. There was a glimmer of light in the remnant souls. The world of Demon Realm merged into one.

"No, they're going to blew up their remnants."

Xiu Zhu hurriedly shouted: "Everyone come to me!"

While speaking, he threw out the golden bowl in his hand, and the golden bowl hovered steadily above everyone's heads, and a golden light overflowed from around the golden bowl, covering everyone in it like a cauldron.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Remnant souls exploded one by one, and the air wave blasted on the golden light barrier, making a deafening sound.

At the moment when the last two remnant souls exploded at the same time, the golden light barrier finally couldn't hold on and shattered, and the sixth heaven could barely stand firm in the air, but Li Fu and Ye Junze fell from the air one by one.

Ning Lang looked at the remaining five remnant souls, and immediately said: "Everyone who is lower than the sixth level of heaven, go down, there is no point for you to participate in the battle."

The people who were already injured retreated to the ground one after another.

Only Ning Lang, Yuan An, Liu Changqing, Xiu Zhu, Li Pingping, and Yang Wenchao were still standing in the air, and facing them were five remnant souls of demon cultivators, and each remnant soul was no less powerful than Seventh Heaven Realm!

The situation is not optimistic.

There was a very serious expression on everyone's face.

The war is about to start.

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　Dazhang asked for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)