Lord of the night.

Chapter 691 I beg you to go back with my life [Additional chapters 45 and 46 for the Golden Alliance Leader Wise Haichen]

While waiting for Mu Linyuan, everyone had nothing to do, so Fang Che simply had a few sparring matches with his six subordinates to get a feel for each of their combat potentials.

Then I found that they all had strong foundations and potential.

Fang Che won easily against the dragon, phoenix, horse, cow and sheep.

But when facing Mo Wang, they were evenly matched and the fight lasted for a long time. In the end, when Mo Wang was defeated, it was already after a thousand moves.

Mo Wang was inexplicably shocked.

The rank that the leader has now burst out is only the fourth level of the Venerable Grade, but he actually defeated himself!
Although he still had a desperate trump card in mind, he knew it would be useless even if he played it.

Because, although I didn't play my trump card, the leader didn't play his trump card either.

After coming out of the Gu God Space, the two of them never fought each other.

But Mo Wang knew that although the leader was a rare genius, his cultivation level was still low. He was afraid that he was no match for him in terms of real strength.

But the reason why he followed Night Demon was not to conquer him by force, but because of Night Demon's courage and prospects.

Therefore, Mo Wang had already figured out in his mind how he should keep a low profile so that the leader could save his face.

Don't let your strength lead you to have other ideas...

I never thought that after planning for several months, when the real competition came, I actually lost.

For a moment, Mo Wang was confused.

How could there be such a genius in this world?

Although Fang Che won, it was not an easy win. The pressure that Mo Wang put on himself was almost as great as Xue Yihong!

Even, it should be better than that.

But when he thought that Mo Wang was already over a thousand years old and had a large family... and then thought that Xue Yihong was only forty-three this year, Fang Che felt relieved.

"very good!"

Fang Che praised: "Mo Wang, I didn't expect that you are so strong."

Mo Wang immediately smiled bitterly: "Your Highness's words really make me feel ashamed. I thought... hey... compared to you, these thousands of years are like living on a dog's back."

Mo Wang wasn't the only one who felt this way.

The same goes for dragons, phoenixes, horses, cows and sheep.

I originally felt that I was outstanding enough, but the leader I followed turned out to be such an unprecedented monster!

"You'll have to get used to it in the future."

Fang Che said calmly: "And you also have to be careful, because my progress will be very fast, so be careful not to be dragged too far behind me... Otherwise, it would not be surprising if your positions were replaced by newcomers in the future."

"Don't worry, Master. We will definitely work hard."

Fang Che's words not only did not discourage these people, but instead boosted their morale, and even their mental state was instantly lifted to the extreme.

Because what the leader said also revealed his strong ambition.

In the evening, after grilling some meat, the seven members of the Night Demon Cult gathered together and had a drink to celebrate the founding of the sect.

Very crude.

But, it's very harmonious.

The five people, the dragon, the phoenix, the horse, the ox and the sheep, all felt that a star-studded avenue was slowly spreading out before their eyes.

late at night.

The woods are floating in the distance.

He was nearly killed on the spot by Ma Qianli, who was on night duty. Fortunately, he was discovered early and had been seen before, otherwise this great priest of the Yi Xin Sect would have been buried here.

Fang Che supported Mu Linyuan, who was still in shock, and said, "Second Master is frightened."

Mu Linyuan's face turned pale: "Night Demon, your Night Demon Sect... although there are fewer people, they are much more ferocious than when your master first founded the One Heart Sect."

"You're praising me too much. They are just a few useless people."

"Ha ha……"

Mu Linyuan didn't want to talk anymore.

Ineffective?
Compared with you good-for-nothings, your master's dedication to teaching seems like he is just taking in a bunch of trash.

But... this waste includes himself, so Mu Linyuan chose to remain silent.

"Come on, I'll take you to find the place."

"it is good."

Fang Che talked about how he wanted to keep Mu Linyuan in the Night Demon Sect but was rejected by the Yinshen Palace. He sighed and complained all the way: "Master is so stingy that he won't give anyone. That's it. He kept saying that I was his treasure... Where is the treasure?"

"Be content with yourself."

Mu Linyuan sighed: "It's good that your master didn't ask you for help."

As he spoke, he started talking about the current situation of Yi Xin Teaching.

Talk all the way.

"I would like to come to your place, but now... it's hard to say. I really can't leave. If I really stay here, I think your master will go crazy."

Mu Linyuan smiled bitterly.

"Ha ha……"

"What a joke. You should quickly establish the sect, hide it, and stay in hiding... that's a good thing. As for the followers, there's no rush to develop them slowly in the future. You have hundreds or thousands of years, so what are you afraid of?"

The group hurried on their way in the wind and snow.

It was at this time, at the former site of the Night Demon Cult.

There is a person whose whole body has been dyed white by the snow, and he is quietly wandering in the snow-covered ruins.

He was dressed in white, his face couldn't be seen, and the only thing that was exposed was his eyes, which were surrounded by pits and scars.

It seemed as if the skin on his face had completely rotted away.

There was even an area under the eyelids that looked like bare bones, covered only by a thin layer of skin.

He ran slowly back and forth in the ruins.

It seems like he is looking for something, and also seems to be reminiscing about something.

……

Guardian Headquarters.

Dongfang Sansan stood on the observatory, looking at the heavy snow, with an angry look on his face.

I still feel a little powerless and confused.

This is the first time that this expression has appeared on Dongfang Sansan's face in all these years.

Fengyunqi just came to inform you.

The Tianji Star Wind-Attracting Array that the two of them had jointly set up had lost its connection with the surrounding stars, and the wind could no longer be summoned.

Some other arrangements also had no effect.

It seems that this continent has lost all connection with the starry sky and has become a dead island in the starry sky.

This made Dongfang Sansan's mood hit rock bottom.

"It's been ten days and ten nights! The snow still hasn't stopped at all!"

"The wind comes from the Solemnity Church."

"Yan Nan has already implemented this inhumane plan! He has pushed all the snow covering the entire continent to our Guardian Continent!"

"According to the spies, the snow has stopped falling on half of the continent over there. And it is also gradually stopping on the other half."

"Only the three thousand miles bordering our Guardian Continent is still snowing heavily."

"Obviously, Yan Nan meant that as long as it doesn't snow over there, he doesn't care what happens over here. For this reason, he would rather let the snowstorm over there, 3,000 miles away, continue than let us take advantage of them!"

"Now, the snow in the Solitary Orthodox Church is also going to fall in the Guardian Continent!"

"This……"

Xue Fuxiao was behind Dongfang Sansan, speaking angrily.

"That's what I thought, the worst-case scenario."

Dongfang Sansan let out a long sigh.

"Also, regarding this matter... Yan Nan is certainly trying to drive Xue to our side, but you shouldn't think too highly of him... He is a skilled man. At least, Yan Nan can't stop at the border three thousand miles away, and his words don't count."

"That is to say, this is all the power of the Sky Centipede God that Yan Nan has obtained!"

Dongfang Sansan frowned, "But... this snowfall will be borne entirely by us, that's a fact."

"Yes."

"There is no other way, I can only fight hard."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes were filled with worry: "We can only... rely on our past accumulation to persevere."

Xue Fuxiao frowned deeply and said, "A cruel opportunity... This snow contains spiritual energy. Yan Nan pushed the snow over. We have to bear double the disaster, but we are also receiving double the spiritual energy."

Dongfang Sansan smiled bitterly: "Only if you can survive the disaster can you talk about accepting opportunities. If you can't survive the disaster and too many people die, then this opportunity will not be of much significance."

"There shouldn't be any problems in the southeast. After all, Fang Che just killed at least 600 million people. The food that can be saved from these 600 million is enough..."

Xue Fuxiao told a joke.

Dongfang Sansan became serious. He calculated, "Yes, the food stored in the homes of those whose houses were confiscated could support a small city. Not to mention other things."

"And there are so many of them... I have to say that 90% of the people killed by Fang Che during this rectification were talents with food and money..."

He frowned and thought for a while, then said, "These should be enough to last for a long time. So I have already ordered the granaries in the southeast to temporarily suspend their opening until they are really needed... Who knows, other places may have to transfer some from the southeast."

Xue Fuxiao: "..."

"Let's try a few more shots at the clouds today."

Dongfang Sansan sighed: "This can be considered as your practice. In the past few days, you have all rushed into the clouds and used all your skills to attack everywhere..."

Xue Fuxiao smiled bitterly: "It's fortunate that this is a snow cloud, there is no power of thunder in it... Otherwise, in the next few days, I'm afraid everyone will become Fang Yunzheng."

Dongfang Sansan's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Go ahead. With the help of the wind from Yannan, this is our only possible way to move the clouds."

"it is good."

Xue Fuxiao sighed.

During this period of time, as Yan Nan mobilized his divine power, Dongfang Sansan had no divine power to use. He could only use the dumbest method: urging Xue Fuxiao and others to rush into the clouds to break the clouds.

Hit the cloud!

This term was invented by Rui Qianshan.

An unrivaled master rushed into the clouds, which were who knows how many thousands of feet deep, and used all his unique skills to fight wildly.

This method is then used to stimulate the movement of clouds.

The effect is very weak!

The scattered clouds will gather together again in an instant.

Xue Fuxiao and others continued to fight, and the clouds continued to gather, with almost no signs of movement.

But since everyone was free anyway, they just went to the clouds to practice martial arts every day. And the effect of this practice was very good.

Moreover, this is the only way to fight against the Guardian Continent.

And so it continued.

It's a helpless choice, try to find joy in suffering.

"It will take at least ten days..."

Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply: "The snow on the flat ground is already six feet deep. I'm afraid that the entire continent has never had such heavy snow since the establishment of this continent... How miserable are the people of my continent!"

"Yannan, ah Yannan, you are really lacking in virtue this time!"

Dongfang Sansan said angrily and slapped the stone next to him, leaving a clear palm print.

"The whole continent is in disaster. It would be fine if you, the Only Orthodox Church, survived your disaster, and we, the Guardian Continent, survived our disaster. But you actually asked the Sky Centipede God to add your disaster to ours!"

"How heartless you are!"

"You, the people of the Solemn Orthodox Church, are you going to save them like this? Have you saved them!?"

Dongfang Sansan sighed softly: "My poor hundreds of millions of people who are guarding the city..."

……

An Ruoxing, Shen Laotou and six others shuttled through the mountains and forests, trying hard to find human beings who might have survived.

A total of 16,000 experts from the Southeast Headquarters came out to search and rescue, but as they continued to disperse, disperse again...

Basically, after entering a mountain area, they will disperse.

After dispersing, each act independently.

Some of them can be encountered gradually during future search and rescue operations, but some have basically lost their way, and it is considered good enough if they can grope their way back.

In front, there is a faint dark color.

There is also a slight smoke.

This is a sign that there used to be a village here.

The six people hurried forward and entered the small village surrounded by mountains.

The snow was instantly rolled up, revealing some stone houses, wooden houses, etc.

This village is actually quite big. It looks like there are several hundred households.

However, everything that came into their eyes made An Ruoxing, Shen Zhixuan and others' blood run cold, as if they had fallen into an icy cave.

In front of him, there were corpses lying all over the place.

They are all mummies.

They were all in the middle of the snow layer. Below them, there was several feet of thick snow, and on their bodies, there was also several feet of snow. They were lying quietly in the middle of it, having lost their lives.

There are men, women, young and old, all of them.

Everyone has bloody holes on their bodies.

Their bodies were shriveled up, like mummies—all the blood in their bodies had been drained!

In fact, most of them were killed by bleeding!
"One thousand one hundred and sixteen people!"

An expert from the Southeastern Headquarters quickly checked the area and came back to report, his face filled with indignation: "We are the only people of the Orthodox Church! Those new leaders have done such evil!"

An Ruoxing gritted her teeth, roared fiercely, and her eyes were red.

"This is the seventh one. The seventh massacred village we have discovered!"

"Do they have any humanity left? Anything?"

An Ruoxing was furious.

The old man's chest almost exploded with grief and anger.

There are already seven villages that I and others have discovered. What about the ones we haven’t discovered? What about the ones discovered by others?
Beneath this heavy snow, besides natural disasters, how many other evils exist?
This situation occurs once every three years.

Such injuries and such corpses are too familiar to the defenders and guardians!
Every time after the leader of the Weiwei Zhengjiao Sect came up with a plan to raise Gu to become a god, a large number of small leaders would come down and establish their own sects. Whenever these people came down, they would bring blood and gore!
They want to build their religious foundation with blood.

This pouring of blood is not an exaggeration, but a real statement: the blood in the human body is drained and poured into the foundation of the religion.

When the protective formation was formed and the blood that entered began to overflow, it proved that this sect had been successfully established!
For countless years, every time a small leader came down, it was a catastrophe for the lower-class people.

These small sects were just starting out and they did not dare to provoke powerful beings, but ordinary civilians had no power to resist them.

For example, in this mountain village with a population of about a thousand, a small sect would need to kill about thirty people to satisfy the blood demand of the sect.

In other words, more than 30,000 lives, regardless of gender, age or status, were sacrificed to form this sect.

The protective formation built in this way can even withstand a full-force attack from the top 100 levels of the Cloud Weapon List without being destroyed!
The price is the destruction of tens of thousands of families.

This is also the reason why all small sects must be established on the Guardian Continent.

Because within the area covered by the Gu God by default, this effect will not occur.

Although a large number of small sects would be destroyed every three years, sometimes not even one would succeed in continuing.

But... in the process of establishing their sect, they have committed a huge blood debt... Countless civilians have died, and those lives will never come back!

This is what the Guardians hate the most.

"Let the folks rest in peace."

An Ruoxing was silent for a moment, then began to clear the snow and started digging a hole.

Everyone was silent.

However, I just felt like my heart was about to explode.

The snow fell down silently, without any mercy at all, just falling mechanically and cruelly.

An Ruoxing and others gathered the bodies together and prepared to bury them.

Just then...

An Ruoxing suddenly felt a sense of alarm in her heart and shouted, "Get out of the way."

The six people scattered like an explosion, but a master from the Battle Hall was a little slower. A cold light flashed, and his head rolled up, with blood spurting out.

The five people turned around quickly, stood back to back, and turned to look.

I saw dozens of figures in white floating in the air like ghosts on the high snowdrifts, with eyes like vultures staring at a corpse in the desert.

Cruel and vicious.

The leader was a man of great stature, with a full beard and a sword in his hand.

The sword was stained with blood.

It was he who just swung his sword and killed a master from the Southeast Headquarters.

In his other hand, he held a strange conical bucket, and the blood in the body of the guardian who had just died was automatically flying out of the body, a stream of bright red, flying into the conical bucket!

The corpse gradually shriveled up quickly.

An Ruoxing took a deep breath.

Like Zhao Shanhe, he was promoted to deputy chief because of his ability and character, but in terms of actual combat power, it is not very high.

But his judgment is extremely accurate.

At first glance, you can tell that you are surrounded.

The other side's strength far exceeds ours.

Without moving his lips, he transmitted his voice: "Old God, once the battle begins, you must break through with all your strength!"

Shen Zhixuan's thin body was hunched over, and his wrinkled face showed no expression. His eyes looked coldly at his sword.

He was indifferent to An Ruoxing's message.

The three life-saving pills that Fang Che gave him were already in his mouth.

The spiritual energy in the body is being pushed with all force, risking one's life.

After An Ruoxing urgently sent a message, he immediately shook his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "A new leader of the Weiwuzheng Sect? I don't know what sect it is, do you dare to sign up?"

The leading man in white calmly wiped the sword in his hand and said calmly: "Okay, okay, I am the leader of the Tianming Sect under Dongnan. I am Mu Feng. I was laughed at by Deputy Chief An. I have not been able to successfully establish the Tianming Sect. However, with the blood of Deputy Chief An and others, it should be enough."

Mu Feng said calmly: "This leader did not expect that this time, he actually caught a big fish. Deputy Chief An, you really surprised me."

"I admire Deputy Chief An's courage to go deep into the mountains for the people, and I admire his noble sentiment of not caring about his own safety for the people. It's just a pity that you and I have different paths after all."

An Ruoxing said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of life and death. Master Mu has so many masters under his command. It seems that he is a rising star of the Only Orthodox Church. I am sorry for my disrespect."

While An Ruoxing and Mu Feng were talking, Shen Zhixuan lowered his head, with his messy hair covering half of his face, and quickly transmitted a message to the other three.

The three of them looked at his back in shock.

The old man gritted his teeth and uttered the last three words.

The three of them nodded slowly, with stern looks on their faces at the same time.

At the same time, pass two words to the old man.

"rest assured!"

The snow was falling heavily.

Mu Feng smiled faintly and said, "Deputy Chief An is indeed well-informed. It seems that he has heard of my name a long time ago?"

"During the friendly battle between good and evil on the continent, Patriarch Mu once took action."

An Ruoxing said: "Your reputation is so great that it is unforgettable. I am just very curious about the origins of Patriarch Mu. As I am dying today, can Patriarch Mu explain this to me?"

"Mu Feng is just a small pawn of the Wei Wo Zheng Cult."

Mu Feng said calmly, "It's not worth mentioning. In the plan of raising Gu to become a god, it's just barely qualified. It has no origin. Deputy Chief An will inevitably be a little disappointed, right?"

An Ruoxing smiled calmly: "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

Shen Zhixuan's hunched back straightened up, as tall as a pine tree.

He took a step forward slowly and stood in front of An Ruoxing. He narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Back then, when Patriarch Mufeng went to the battle, countless people speculated that Patriarch Mufeng was the Night Demon. Now it seems that he is not. Otherwise, what you founded would be the Night Demon Cult, not the Heavenly Fate Cult."

Hearing the name of Night Demon, Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and he said lightly: "But the Destiny Sect is much stronger than the Night Demon Sect."

"Really?"

The old man said calmly: "But Master Mu has so many masters under his command, it seems that he should be stronger than the Night Demon Cult... I just don't know. How many moves can it take to kill an old man like me?"

An Ruoxing frowned: "Old God!!"

The voice was extremely stern.

But Shen Zhixuan ignored him and said calmly: "An Ruoxing, if you can't go back this time, I will never forgive you even if I die!"

"Bastard!"

An Ruoxing was furious.

"I will block the first wave and delay as much time as possible. Zhao Yi will block the second wave, Li Cheng will block the third wave, and Kong Lei will block the fourth wave."

Shen Zhixuan's white hair fluttered in the snowstorm, and he said calmly: "You don't have to worry about anything, just run! An Ruoxing, the four of us brothers beg you to come back with our lives!"

(End of this chapter)