long night walk

Chapter 1622 Getting Started

The cranes in the sky were circling and screaming, and as they spread their wings, they were about to swoop down and devour the python corpse.

Qing Ao looked down at everything on the battlefield with an indifferent gaze, there was no human emotion in his dark brown pupils. He dragged the long python bone whip in his palm, raised his arm and swept it out, instantly sweeping and hitting the flock of cranes that were flapping their wings.

The huge crane wings broke and the blood-stained feathers fluttered in the air. The mournful screams of the cranes echoed in the wind and snow.

The green crane swept by the bone whip exploded into a ball of blood mist, like a reflection in the water, melting away with the turbulent wind and snow.

Even though he was not hit directly by the bone whip.

Even when the gust of wind stirred up by the bone whip brushed past his body, in an instant, that piece of skin and flesh seemed to have been gnawed by a vicious beast, leaving a shocking scarlet gap.

With their bodies and wings broken, they could no longer balance themselves in mid-air. The half-dead green cranes, which were still alive, fell from the sky like withered corpses.

The monks who were watching covetously from all directions and had long been fed up with the oppression of this group of evil monsters saw the right moment and would not let go of this great opportunity for revenge. They swarmed forward, their faces distorted with murderous intent, and with the swords and weapons in their hands, they pierced into the heads and hearts of the Green Cranes, nailing them to death on the ground.

The evil demon clan from the Golden Sea had extremely tenacious vitality. Except for those who died directly under Qingao's powerful strength, even Qinghe who fell to the ground seriously injured and half-dead was pierced by countless weapons and spiritual swords. They let out painful, shrill and resentful cries, but they still struggled on the ground with extremely strong vitality.

Then, the eerie sound of swords, spears, and halberds piercing flesh continued to be heard.

There are some who are even more greedy. They see that although Qinghe is also an evil demon, the demon elixir in its body has extremely rare healing properties.

If it were captured alive and tamed for use, even the most serious injuries could be healed instantly. In this way, one could go on adventures, hunt for treasures, and travel the three realms with fewer worries.

With this in mind, some practitioners were not in a hurry to kill them, but instead took out their magic weapons for refining demons, trying to refine them into magical instruments and then slowly tame them in the future.

The Qinghes who noticed those monks suddenly stopped resisting. They stiffened their necks and let out heart-wrenching cries. The sounds were so sharp and angry that they seemed to drill into their ears like chisels, as if trying to open their entire brains.

Those monks who approached Qinghe and tried to refine the magic weapon covered their ears with their hands in pain, but it was still useless.

Blood kept flowing out from the corners of their eyes, and all kinds of senses such as ominousness, terror, fear, evil, and uneasiness rushed up, causing their spiritual world to become extremely confused.

I saw those monks falling to the ground with their hands covering their heads and their bodies twitching, their eyes cloudy, their minds unclear, and foaming at the mouth.

Generally, once a cultivator's spiritual world collapses, there is no room for recovery. This means that they will either be tortured to death by their own out-of-control spiritual world, or live their entire lives in an unconscious state, becoming demented and unable to live soberly ever again.

Then, the green cranes that had let out a fierce roar also apparently reached the end of their life. Their long necks fell limply to the ground, and the demon blood flowing from their bodies gradually dried up and turned black.

This is the phenomenon of self-destruction of the demon essence.

Everyone was horrified when they saw this, and they cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! What kind of monster is this? Its body has been split in half, yet it still has such a terrifying method."

Seeing that the people who had just rushed forward with murderous intent suddenly wanted to retreat, the female fan immediately cursed in her heart, "Idiot!"

She immediately said, "Are you treating this thing as an ordinary demon? Don't forget, even if it is a healing demon, it is a monster from the Golden Sea. Its vitality is much stronger than that of other species. Moreover, this demon obviously has the ability to attack with mental resonance. Once you are marked by their spirit, it will be useless even if you escape to the ends of the earth."

After hearing this, the cultivators who were close to Qinghe suddenly dared not move, and they didn't know whether they had been successfully marked.

Nv Fan, who is extremely vicious, has already colluded with Qing Ao, so she also understands the causal secret between Kunlun Mountain and the Blood Pool.

She generously gave advice to everyone. Her beautiful face revealed a morbid madness and excitement due to touching an unknown secret. She said in a hoarse voice: "Kunlun Mountain can eat the blood of evil monsters. You pierce their carotid arteries. A large amount of evil monster blood can awaken Kunlun Mountain. In this way, the sacred mountain can eat monsters without any effort."

  Kunlun Mountain...eating monsters?

Simply unheard of!

However, considering that the Kunlun Fairy and the Golden Sea Evil Monster have been enemies for tens of millions of years and are naturally incompatible, it is understandable that Kunlun Mountain should be the home of the Queen Mother and protect the Fairy's people, so wherever the evil monster touches, it will be swallowed up by Kunlun Mountain.

After realizing this, the cultivators decided to give it a try and pierced Qinghe's neck veins with the sharp blades in their hands.

Amidst the splattering blood, the green crane wailed, and the scarlet liquid flowed and spread like a lake.

Under the tense gaze of the crowd, not long after, the ground beneath their feet seemed to suddenly come alive and vibrate very slowly and imperceptibly.

Just when everyone was wondering whether this was an illusion or not, the blood flowing on the ground seemed to be quickly absorbed by something with a mouth under the ground.

The bloodstains disappeared completely in an instant as if absorbed by a huge sponge.

Everyone was shocked and quickly turned their heads to scan the battlefield. They saw that there were no such strange phenomena among the humans, immortals, and even True Immortal Sect disciples who were seriously injured and lying on the ground, nor among the corpses.

Only the blood of the injured evil demons splattered on the ground, without leaving any trace.

This Kunlun Mountain really does eat evil monsters.

When Qingshui and Qingxuan saw this scene, they felt frightened and uneasy.

Even though Kunlun Mountain devours evil monsters, they could hardly imagine that the territory ruled by the Queen, the homeland where they had lived for so many years, actually had such monster-eating characteristics.

With Qingao personally joining the battlefield, even the evil demon clan, which had the advantage in numbers, gradually felt the pressure of killing.

Qing Ao held a bone whip in his hand, and the extremely long whip extended from his side all the way to the cold snowy ground.

Bright red liquid dripped from the bone spurs.

Soaked in the blood of its own people and wrapped in the man-eating deathly aura, it seemed even more violent and murderous.

It was clearly just a bone whip that had just been pulled out of the body, but it seemed like a peerless weapon that had been refined in a sea of ​​corpses and blood for thousands of years.

Whenever a bone whip is swung, a giant evil demon of disaster level will fall from the sky and collapse, then fall into the earth and be absorbed into a withered state.

Qing Ao looked at Bailian with a half-smile and said, "Your actions don't seem to match your words. I thought you would try to stop me. After all, in a sense, they can be considered your followers."

Bailian drooped his eyelids, his face was cold, and he said lightly: "If I take action now, wouldn't it be playing into your hands? To me, are they more important or Cangnanyi more important? You don't actually know, but I know that no matter how many monsters you kill, it is not as important as Cangnanyi's life and death in your heart." After saying that, he slightly turned his eyes and glanced down. On the right side of the spirit cage behind him, there were several bone spurs like scimitars hanging at some point. If Bailian's attention was slightly diverted.

This bone spur will inevitably turn into the sharpest blade in the world, forming a force that ignores rules to penetrate the spirit cage barrier and pierce Cangnanyi's heart.

Even though Qingao just defended Cangnanyi, he was just pretending to do so in front of these ignorant and suspicious monks.

He hoped that Cangnan Yigui would die more than anyone else.

Bailian withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but raise his hand to gently stroke his forehead. Even through the bone-chilling black ice mask, he could feel the heat of the mark under his fingertips.

As for how to choose between this evil demon clan and Cang Nanyi...

With him, there is no choice.

He will not sacrifice those around him for the sake of the people in the world, and he will not sacrifice his own people for the sake of those around him.

He has never been good at making choices.

In this case, then we should be good at avoiding this binary choice question.

Bailian smiled faintly and said, "If you really want to force me to take action, you might as well try to kill more evil monsters. These fights between two or three really make me feel sad. After all... at this moment, the number of evil monsters I have is countless, as many as an entire sea, which is indeed not enough to make me heartbroken."

Qingao's face paused, and a hint of hidden disappointment flashed across his eyes.

Before he could open his mouth to ask whether Bailian's words were from the heart, he saw Bailian raised a finger and waved it down lightly, giving a command.

The clouds were stretched and burst by the evil monsters that came in like a tidal wave. The rolling clouds were surging and surging. With all the monsters coming out, even the moonlight in the sky began to distort.

The dark beast tide was like the sound of the great chaos that erupted in the Corridor Abyss every year in the past.

The black demonic waves swallowed up Qingao's figure in an instant.

This action was tantamount to completely infuriating Qing Ao. Although he was a believer of the evil god and had a cold and ruthless temperament, his indifference and numbness gave him some expectations for Bailian that did not belong to him.

But this expectation was completely shattered in this instant.

The black tide of demonic waves swallowed his body for only a moment, and Qingao's angry roar broke out in the endless surging of terrifying demonic sounds.

The bone whip that was hanging loosely on the ground rose into the air like a dragon, and the black tide suddenly split into two, revealing Qingao's vicissitudes and angry eyes.

Instead of retreating, he advanced. Driven by anger and disappointment, he decided to tear apart everything in Bailian's hands.

"Let me see how you can protect her and open the Holy Gate after I kill all the evil monsters!"

Qing Ao held the bone whip in his hand, looked up to the sky, and rushed into the darkness deeper into the clouds, completely unafraid of Huang Jinhai's despair and terror.

Even Qingao himself had not expected that just a few words between him and Bailian would lead to the issue of anger. He didn't know when he was getting further and further away from him and Cangnanyi.

Even the blood pool that should have been eliminated and destroyed was left to Bailian alone.

Bailian stroked the wall of the blood pool with his fingers, his eyes were so deep that it was impossible to guess what he was really thinking.

He suddenly smiled softly, raised his arm, cut his wrist, and let his own blood flow into the pond.

His source blood was extraordinary, but with just one person, the water level in the blood pool was instantly filled to 90%.

However, the water level was less than 90%, and what was needed next was a torrent of blood that flowed like a river in an instant.

But at this moment, all the evil monsters that he could use were killed and used to entangle Qing Ao.

In the Kunlun Mountains, where could so many monsters come from in such a short period of time to fill up the blood pool?

When Qingao sensed Bailian's behavior, he became alert.

But then he thought that Bailian had no monsters to resist, no monsters to subdue, and no monsters to use, so what could he do?

In this way, the picture of the worrying and uneasy turn around cannot be...

The heavy stone in my heart just fell.

On the other side, Bailian, at some point, lifted the spirit cage with one arm, walked towards the steps of the sanctuary step by step, and came to the door.

The meaningless act made Qingao, who was covered in blood, feel nervous, but he soon relaxed his frown.

Pointless behavior.

Could it be possible that he could still open the door to the holy land when the blood pool was not full?

“Squeak!!!!!!!!”

Following an ancient and heavy voice.

Under the hand of a cold white hand with distinct joints, the gate of the holy land was slowly opened.

Bailian sneered, and both he and the spirit cage in his hand disappeared in the holy light reflected by the open door.