The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 470
"Okay, let's rest here for a while... poof..."

In a wilderness more than ten miles away from Qingyun Mountain, the Devil's Sect brigade fled here. Seeing that it was safe, the Ghost King asked everyone to stop and rest, but before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spewed out!

"metropolitan!"

Seeing this, You Ji turned pale with shock, hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and said, "How are you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, a little injury, it's not worth it."

The ghost king's face was pale and his tone was weak, but there was a trace of rejoicing in his expression, as if nothing happened.

"Brother Ghost King's Taoism is really unfathomable, he forcibly blocked that kid surnamed Mo and he was safe and sound, I admire you!"

The old Poison God gave Ghost King a deep look, and said, "My brother is resourceful, what should we do now?"

"resourceful……"

The ghost king smiled miserably. This joint plan was all from his handwriting. Who knew that it would end up like this. These four words have a stronger sense of ridicule.

"Old man, let's count the casualties for the time being, let everyone rest for a while, and discuss other things later."

The word "casualties" touched the old Poison God's scar, and his expression suddenly turned ugly. This time, no need to calculate, just a cursory look, it can be seen that the Holy Cult is seriously injured!

He nodded and said, "Let's take a rest."

At that moment, the escaped members of the Devil's Cult began to count the losses.

Not long after, the detailed damage came out.

Originally, when the four major factions united, more than half of the nearly 20 senior leaders were killed or injured. Now there are less than [-] people left, all of whom are still wounded. Among them are the two lords of the Hehuan Sect and the Changshengtang. !
As for the ordinary disciples of the four major sects, there are less than a thousand people here, and more than two thousand people were killed or injured!
This is also due to Daoxuan Daoxuan being seriously injured and unable to fully exert the power of Zhuxian Sword Formation, otherwise, whether they can escape is still a matter of debate.

Hearing these statistics, the Ghost King and the others all looked very ugly. It must be known that since the defeat of the Demon Cult, all the members of the Demon Cult have worked hard to bring order in the past 300 years!

After finally accumulating so many belongings, now they are ruined!
At the time of coming here, each of the four major factions has come out in full force, leaving only a very small number of disciples in the lair, and any one of the factions has a scale of nearly a thousand people!
This casualty is no longer an injury, but they are afraid that they will have to stay dormant for hundreds of years as before before they can slowly recover!
The old God of Poison sighed deeply, and said: "The strength of the Qingyun Sect is unfathomable. I was defeated by this great formation 300 years ago, and I will repeat the same mistakes 300 years later. I am afraid that I will not see the sacred sect in this life." Great hope."

After this heavy blow, the oldest lord of the Devil's Cult completely lost his temper.

This is also unusual, at his age, facing such blows twice in a row, no matter how ambitious he is, he can't bear it.

The ghost king didn't say any words of comfort, the facts were right in front of him, and comfort was useless.

The most urgent thing right now is to clean up the situation, and even deal with the follow-up revenge from the Qingyun Sect and even the Righteous Way!

"Hateful! Hateful!"

Xuanwu, who was standing beside the ghost king, roared: "It's a great situation, once it's all lost, why is this righteous way so lucky!"

Looking at his appearance, everyone couldn't help being silent.

That's right, the good luck of the righteous way is prosperous, this time, they clearly calculated all the tricks, transferred several masters from Qingyun sect, and it was a surprise attack, and they poisoned Daoxuan in advance, but who would have thought that they would still lose ? !

"Xuanwu, don't be sad. When the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose money. There is no sect that lasts forever in this world. One day, my disciples of the Holy Cult will crush this so-called number one sect in the world!" Ghost King said comfortingly.

After all, he is his subordinate, so he still needs to boost his morale.

The old God of Poison sighed again: "Brother, I'm afraid you don't know that the Jade Immortal Sword Formation just now has only exerted part of its power."

"what?"

Xia Xiaoyan who was standing by the side couldn't help crying out, now that Fairy Sanmiao is dead, it is this woman who presides over the overall situation of the Hehuan Sect.

The rest of the high-ranking members of the Demon Cult who had never experienced the last battle between righteousness and demons also showed expressions of disbelief.

"The old man said it well."

The ghost king agreed: "Back then, when I was meeting at the foot of the mountain, I had a clear view of the duel between Tian Chengzi and the former leader of the Holy Church, Qiu. At that time, he used the Immortal Execution Sword Formation. , the remaining six-color Qi swords are all neatly arranged according to the orientation of the six peaks, and the range is so wide that it surrounds all the seven peaks of the Qingyun Mountain Range, and the rain of swords is so powerful that we can barely resist it today! "

"This is all thanks to the plan of Senior Poison God. If Reverend Daoxuan is not injured, none of us will be able to get out of this predicament!"

The old Poison God nodded, and said: "The power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation cannot be countered by manpower. In the next battle between righteousness and evil, we will never attack Qingyunmen again. We should go another way!"

His immediate intention is to focus on Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley and other orthodox sects, blindly attacking Qingyun, but the gain outweighs the loss.

The King of Ghosts shook his head, thinking about the next battle between righteousness and evil, it is not clear whether everyone can escape safely, he said: "That will be a matter of the future, old seniors, everyone, let's settle the matter at hand first, now we should do it." How to plan?"

Everyone pondered for a while, how to plan, they wished to cut the people of Qing Yunmen to pieces, but they couldn't do it after all!
The old Poison God smiled wryly, and said: "What else can I plan, it's nothing more than hiding and recruiting disciples, waiting for changes in the future."

Xia Xiaoyan and the people in charge of the Changshengtang couldn't help but nod their heads. For the current plan, this is the only way to go.

The Ghost King took a deep look at the old Poison God, and said, "Since everyone thinks so, let's go separately."

The old Poison God didn't stop him, and quietly watched the Ghost King lead the Ghost King's clan towards the distance.

Seeing this, Changshengtang and Hehuanzong led their troops to leave.

The old Poison God glanced back at Qingyun Mountain in the distance. That majestic and majestic mountain stood tall in the world, soaring into the sky, the clouds and mists were steaming, and the atmosphere was majestic. He stared blankly for a while, sighed unwillingly, and then strode forward.

After traveling for more than ten miles, the team of Ghost King Zong stopped suddenly.

Then, bursts of panicked exclamations were heard.

"Ghost King..."

"metropolitan!"

……

In the Ghost King Sect's team, everyone was shouting like this, but it was the Ghost King who was walking in the middle, his face turned pale, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground suddenly!
This scene scared everyone dumbfounded!
You Ji stepped forward to support her, but when she looked closer, she trembled in fright!
Thousands of people go, this ghost king who everyone in the ghost king sect regards as the pillar of the sky, at this moment, is lying on the ground, coughing non-stop, and spit out big mouthfuls of blood from his mouth, staining the ground scarlet !
"Sect Master, you..."

You Ji showed a look of unbearable, and Xuan Wu beside him also looked extremely panicked.

Who would have thought that the Ghost King, who has always been secretive and secretive, was injured to this extent.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing twice more, the ghost king finally stopped vomiting blood, but his face was like gold paper, his breath was like a silk thread, no matter how you look at it, it was a scene of dying.

You Ji hurriedly brought the elixir and wanted to feed him, but the ghost king shook his head lightly and said weakly: "No need, I... I don't have much time..."

Hearing this, the core members of the ghost king sect present felt a burst of sadness in their hearts. Is even the ghost king leaving them?

In today's battle, the price paid by the Ghost King Sect was not small. More than half of the elite members of the sect were lost, and even the elders also lost a lot. Even the white tiger protector was unable to escape.

However, the loss of these lives is not as important as the person in front of him. If he is gone, where will the ghost king sect go? !
Silence, silence.

Everyone looked at the Ghost King quietly, waiting for him to speak.

However, the ghost king sat up straight, closed his eyes, and began to exercise.

After about half a cup of tea, he slowly opened his eyes just now, and his originally pale face returned to a little rosy.

However, not only did Suzaku and the others lose their joy, their faces became even more sad.

These high-ranking members of the Demon Cult have lived for hundreds of years. They are used to seeing dead people. How could they not know that this is a scene of flashbacks? !
Even people who are close to Suzaku and Xuanwu have tears in their eyes.

"What are you crying for? What is there to cry about?"

The ghost king smiled lightly and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the way of heaven. I can't make a plan today, and I can't blame anyone if I die here. However, the ghost king's great cause must be inherited by someone."

"Sovereign, no, you can lead us all the time. Let's go back to Huqi Mountain. Even if we search all over the world, I will find the elixir to cure you!" Xuanwu said.

After hundreds of years of getting along, he has already regarded the ghost king as his brother!

The Ghost King smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't know my own body yet, that kid named Mo is too powerful, he broke my protective spiritual power with a single sword, and the sword light entered my body, already killing me The internal organs are all smashed, and along the way, I'm just struggling with my morality, no panacea can save a dead person."

Hearing what he said, everyone was even more sad.

But he said indifferently: "Right now, I'm trying to buy some time with the blood-burning method. You have to remember what I'm going to say next. This is related to the rise and fall of my Ghost King Sect!"

Everyone looked solemn, knowing that the ghost king was going to explain his funeral, they suppressed the sadness in their hearts and listened carefully.

The Ghost King sighed, thinking of the sword that he got when he was leaving on Qingyun Mountain just now, without that sword, he still has a lot of things to do, but now, everything is for naught.

That's all...

He restrained his thoughts, and said: "The first thing is to be the suzerain of my Ghost King Sect, and you will inherit it from You Ji. Xuan Wu, you must assist You Ji well."

"Don't worry, suzerain, I will definitely help my little sister well. If anyone refuses to accept it, I will be the first to make trouble with him!"

Xuanwu's eyes swept across the surviving members of the Ghost King Sect fiercely, and everyone who saw them was shocked!
However, Suzaku was startled and said: "Sect Master, how could I..."

"Listen, I'm running out of time."

The Ghost King directly interrupted Suzaku, and said: "For the second matter, you don't have to go back to Huqi Mountain, go to Beiman Mountain, where I have the backhand I left earlier, as for Huqi Mountain, send someone to inform one person." , Mister Ghost will naturally lead the remaining disciples to reconcile with you."

If you talk about the first thing, because more than half of the high-level casualties, there is no one in the Zongzhong who can match this pair of brothers and sisters, and no one dares to refute, but now there is no sign, and you have to abandon Huqishan, which has hundreds of years of lair, you How can these people accept it? !

Although these disciples were intimidated by the ghost king's usual majesty, they didn't say a word, but the puzzled, even unacceptable look on their faces made the ghost king see it all.

Wan Wan went to explain: "This is to survive. Now that our sect has suffered heavy losses, and Qingyun sect has suffered such a big loss, they will definitely not let it go, and will definitely come to take revenge. At that time, we will finally beat back the enemy. We wait It will definitely hurt your vitality, not to mention..."

He looked into the distance full of worry, and said: "What's more, I'm afraid that the old poison god is already eyeing us at this time. The decline of all factions is a great opportunity to unify the holy religion. With his ruthless Spicy, I will never let go of this opportunity!"

Only then did everyone understand that when the ghost king abandoned Huqi Mountain, it was clearly a strong man who cut off his wrist and left it for the future!
As for whether the old Poison God would do this, in the Devil's Cult, intrigues are fought against each other, and the strong are respected, how could he give up such a great opportunity? !

You Ji said seriously: "Sect Master, don't worry, I will definitely do as you ordered!"

The ghost king nodded in satisfaction. All he wanted in his life was to carry forward the ghost king's clan. This was his promise to the old ghost king of the previous generation. Now, although he can't unify the holy religion and complete the grand plan and great cause in his dream, he will never be able to Seeing that the Ghost King Zong has lost.

With the strength of Hehuanzong and Changshengtang being greatly damaged, and even the suzerain was killed in battle, they, the only ghost king sect who can faintly compete with Wandumen, will undoubtedly become the opponent's thorn in the side!
But if he hides and strengthens himself in secret, then the Wandumen must be wary of the current forces of the Righteous Way and dare not search aggressively. After a long time, when the Ghost King Sect regains its vitality, the Wandumen will dare not do anything!
After arranging the affairs of the sect, a green figure could not help appearing in his mind, he sighed faintly again, and said, "As for the third matter, it is Baguio."

"You Ji, I pass on the suzerain position to you. Apart from the fact that you are calmer than Xuanwu, you also have a little selfishness. You watched Bi Yao grow up, so you will never let her go."

"I have sent people to investigate and find out that Baguio's body is in the hands of Big Bamboo Peak disciple Zhang Xiaofan. I want you to find a way to revive her and get her body back no matter what means you use. Can you do it?"

For this last question, Wan Wan was already in a pleading tone.

You Ji trembled all over, with a look of unbearable expression on her face, then she nodded heavily, and said: "As long as You Ji doesn't die, she won't give up saving Yao'er!"

"it is good!"

Obtaining this promise, the Ghost King laughed, and then looked in the direction of Qingyun Mountain. In a daze, he saw himself as if he had stepped through the top of Qingyun Mountain and dominated the world.

"Unfortunately, there is no time..."

He shook his head and sighed softly, his head slowly drooping, slowly dying...

(End of this chapter)