Lord of the night.

Chapter 813: The Awesome Guardian Ding [2 in 1]

Chapter 813: The Awesome Guardian Ding [Two in One]

Ding Jieran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Boss Fang is in seclusion.

I've been suffocating these people for such a long time and haven't let them go out.

So I decided to go out for a walk and get some fresh air!

Do some work while you're at it!
As soon as this decision came out, Long Yikong and others almost sang and danced on the spot!

After coming out, they looked around but didn't find any good targets, but everyone had finally come out for once, so they were not in a hurry to go back.

Just wander around in the mountains and forests and kill a few spiritual beasts.

As a result, on that day, we heard the rumbling of World War over there.

Everyone was curious but didn't dare to get close and moved closer as cautiously as possible. As a result, they happened to meet the Blood Cloud Sect's Patriarch Yun and his group.

Long Yikong, who hadn't done business for a long time, suddenly became excited.

Go up and ask immediately.

The nonsense words made Mu Yun confused.

"who?"

Mu Yun put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"I'm asking you! You don't treat yourself as an outsider, but you actually ask me questions."

Long Yikong snorted, glanced at the seven people in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is there not even a woman?"

On the other side, Feng Wanxia had a sullen face.

Although he recovered all night, there were still some bruises on his eyes, which were caused by Long Yikong's beating.

With a pair of phoenix eyes, she would never look at that damn guy Long Yikong!
But 90% of the cattle, horses, and sheep that can fight for a thousand miles are looking at other things.

Everyone's eyes glowed green - they saw the ring on Mu Yun's hand!
Damn it!
There is a ring!
Ding Jieran looked at these people with cold eyes. He always felt that they were not good people, but he was also worried that he had killed the wrong good people.

He said calmly: "Ask!"

Long Yikong received the order and said, "Who are you guys from the Night Demon Cult?"

Mu Yun was stunned and said, "So they are one of us. We are from the Blood Cloud Sect."

Blood Cloud Cult?

Mo Wang leaned close to Ding Jieran's ear and said, "Great Protector, there is a ring. This person has a ring."

Ding Jieran narrowed his eyes.

Mo Wang understood and laughed strangely, "What Blood Cloud Sect? I've never heard of it! Hand over your rings, weapons, and property! Get out!"

As soon as Long Yikong heard it, he knew that the Great Protector had set the tone, and he immediately became arrogant: "Take off all your clothes and get out! Especially you..."

He pointed at Mu Yun and said, "Leave the ring to me! I think the ring is not right. It doesn't fit you. The color is not good. It doesn't match you."

Mu Yun immediately laughed sinisterly and said, "So you want to rob me? You are so bold. Where is your leader Ye Mo?"

Mo Wangru flew down like a demonic mist and said, "What if I robbed you? I'm giving you face, don't refuse it! I advise you not to be ungrateful!"

While speaking, he had already exchanged thirty moves with Mu Yun.

Bang.

Mu Yun staggered backwards, and Mo Wang rolled over and retreated.

He whispered, "If I hit him, he's going to get hurt."

Ding Jieran snorted, walked out slowly with a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword flashing brightly, pointing at Mu Yun's ring.

He didn't speak.

But Mu Yun miraculously understood and sneered: "You want a ring too?"

The tip of Ding Jieran's sword shook.

Mu Yun sneered: "If you don't give it to me, you're going to kill me?"

Ding Jieran's eyes flashed, deep, cold and hard.

Mu Yun understood: "An ultimatum? You wish!"

Aside.

Long Yikong and others widened their eyes in amazement.

Damn it!
How could he communicate so pleasantly with the Great Protector?
It's a miracle!

I really didn't expect that this person is actually a talent.

Ding Jieran raised his sword and made a move.

Everyone rushed forward.

Because this is the signal for siege, and also the order to take action: leave no one alive!
And Ding Jieran had already thrust his sword towards Mu Yun.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, exactly seven people against seven people. No one is idle!
Mo Wanglong Yikong and others quickly gained the upper hand.

Mu Yun, who was fighting against Ding Jieran, encountered the darkest moment of his life!

He only felt the other party's sword flash, and it didn't seem to be very fast, and it reached his throat. He quickly used his sword skills, exerted his full strength, and blocked and counterattacked in one go.

But he didn't feel like he had blocked anything, and the opponent's sword was actually at his throat again.

He hurriedly took a step back and fought back, but before he could do so, the opponent's sword tip reached his throat again.

The skin and flesh on his throat were all lumpy due to the opponent's cold sword energy.

In a panic, he dodged again, this time retreating further, three feet.

But before he could stand firm, the opponent's sword was at his throat again.

He tried his best to block, but he couldn't touch the opponent's sword no matter what.

The opponent's sword was already extremely powerful beyond belief.

He roared in fear and rolled over. Before he could get up, the opponent's sharp sword tip was at his throat again!
Mu Yun cursed in his heart.

Don't you know any other places to attack besides the throat?

But there was no choice but to dodge again.

From the beginning of the fight until after the hundredth sword, Mu Yun found that he had not counterattacked at all and had to dodge the entire time!

The opponent's sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and there was no way to get rid of it.

With sweat all over his head and body, he kept asking, "Who are you?"

"Sign up!"

"It's all a misunderstanding!"

"We are all family!"

"I'll give you the ring!"

"..."

But no matter what, the other party was like a mute, saying nothing, with only that cold and deep light in his eyes.

After seeing it, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Are you a mute?!"

Mu Yun collapsed.

After Lazy Donkey rolled over to avoid it once again, he asked in a collapsed voice, even with a tearful tone in his voice.

But the other party still said nothing.

But he took a step back, and the long sword flashed, pointing at him from a distance.

Finally having a chance to catch his breath, Mu Yun hurriedly stood up, then turned around and found that all six of his men had been chopped to the ground without exception.

There was blood on the ground.

Two people were searching everyone.

I have to say these guys are very professional. They even searched my underwear and leggings.

There is basically nothing missing.

there.

Mo Wang was speaking: "Chief Protector, the other six have all been captured."

Ding Jieran nodded expressionlessly, then turned his head, raised the sword again, and pointed the tip of the sword at Mu Yun's throat again.

He also didn't say anything.

But Mu Yun actually understood what he meant again: Now, it's our turn!

But he would rather not understand what the other party meant. He really wanted to cry: it turned out that the other party didn't use his full strength just now.

He was just suppressing himself, not allowing himself to free up his hands, and he was also paying attention to the other six battles.

Now that I have no distractions, I can finally concentrate on killing myself.

After realizing this, Mu Yun felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He made a prompt decision and immediately begged for mercy: "I give up. Don't kill me! I'll give it all to you!"

Ding Jieran took a step forward with a cold face, his sword flashing, and he raised it slightly.

Mu Yun understood what he meant again: Stand up and fight!

Mu Yun shouted: "I admit defeat, I surrender!"

The tip of the sword swayed slightly.

Mu Yun understood again and couldn't help but burst into tears, because this meant: You surrender, I don't agree!
Mu Yun collapsed and said, "I have a telepathic connection with you, what else do you want me to do?!"

"Pfft! Hahahaha..."

Feng Wanxia couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mu Yun’s fighting spirit has completely disappeared. The more than one hundred swords that have just passed are a nightmare that he cannot bear to look back on!

If the other party was determined to kill him no matter what, Mu Yun didn't want to go through the nightmare again.

Ding Jieran took three steps forward with a cold face.

The tip of the sword was already pointing directly at Mu Yun's throat.

But Mu Yun still did not show any resistance, instead he looked relieved.

"I'm about to die. For the sake of our orthodox religion, can you promise me one thing?" Mu Yun pleaded.

The tip of the sword stopped at the throat and did not move.

Mu Yun was speechless and found that he understood again: You say!

"Can you help me kill Fang Tu? If you kill Fang Che, I..."

Mu Yun spoke with a tragic look on his face.

But, that’s not all.

I saw the man in front of me who never spoke retract his sword, swung it in the air in an instant, and chopped it down suddenly!

At the moment of death, Mu Yun once again understood what the other party meant: You make me angry!

Until his death, Mu Yun's face was full of surprise.

Why are you angry?

Why are you angry?
Why are you angry?
I'm not angry at all...

Ding Jieran cut off Mu Yun's head with a sword, then with a cold face, chopped off his hand. He picked up the ring with the tip of the sword, wiped it on his hand, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

Then he turned around and pointed his sword at Mu Yun's body.

Long Yikong suddenly understood: I have finished my work, you guys take care of the body search.

He hurriedly flattered, "I'll do it, I'll do it. Chief Protector, you take a rest... Hehehe..."

Hurrying forward to work.

Ding Jieran walked back with a cold face.

Niu Baizhan hurriedly chopped down a big tree with a sword, revealing a flat stump; he considerately covered it with a layer of clothes, for fear of dirtying the buttocks of the chief protector.

Although the Chief Protector still remained silent, everyone could see that he was very angry.

Although I don't know why he's angry, but at this moment, I just need to serve him well. I must not let him vent his anger on me.

Ding Jieran sat on the tree stump with a sullen face and looked at Mo Wang unhappily.

Mo Wangqing couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The Chief Protector is blaming me for thinking about the ring... Oh, my bad.

It has to be said that Chief Protector Ding is now even more stylish than Lord Night Demon, the leader of the Night Demon Cult.

All six people actually wanted to ask about the ring...how to distribute it?
After all, Mo Wang and Ding Jieran both had it, so there must be a way for the next one, right? But under the look on the face of the chief protector, let alone asking, even if you want to fart, you have to hold it in!

Not long after.

Long Yikong and Yang Jiucheng came to report, looking a little jubilant: "Chief Protector, we really made a fortune this time. There are quite a few top-grade spiritual crystals that can be stored in the seized goods. And there are others. These weapons are not ordinary items either. They can be sold at a sky-high price. And..."

Everyone in the Night Demon Cult has his own weapon, and they don’t care much about the confiscated weapons as long as they are not made of divine metals.

However, when they are put up for auction, they are all rare and valuable items that ordinary people dream of.

Ding Jieran nodded.

Expressed satisfaction with the harvest.

Then stand up.

So everyone followed.

I feel very satisfied to have met such a fat sheep this time.

So everyone understood what the Chief Protector meant: withdraw the troops and return to the camp.

The Night Demon Cult members left.

On the ground, the bodies of Mu Yun and others lay quietly.

The Mu family's turmoil, which was so highly anticipated, was probably something that even the Mu family members themselves did not expect to end in such a situation.

The so-called proverb disappeared in a muddle. It seemed to be true, but also seemed not to be true... But who can say for sure?

Anyway, the Night Demon Cult has made a lot of money.

These guys even stripped off the other person's clothes and soft armor; after all, they tried their best to avoid damaging the other person's clothes when they took action.

After all, the other person’s clothes... look quite valuable.

……

An Ruoxing and his men returned to the Southeast Headquarters, all of them were very dejected.

A feeling of sorrow enveloped the southeast.

The deaths of more than 700 people instantly caused the Southeast Headquarters to be filled with white banners.

Although An Ruoxing took the initiative to assume the main responsibility, this time he took the blame and Xiong Rushan and Yin Guotang were ordered to be beaten with 500 boards and then thrown into jail.

Wait for Mr. Fang to come out of seclusion before taking any action!
Although An Ruoxing took the initiative to take responsibility, everyone saw the situation at the time, so it was not An Ruoxing's fault. At most, it was a leadership responsibility, so he was temporarily sentenced to wait for punishment and act as deputy chief.

The news spread like wildfire and of course it would reach Prince Fang's mansion.

Mr. Fang, who was in seclusion, also learned the news.

Instructed Mo Ganyun to spread the message during the retreat: We must provide adequate compensation! Give the families of the sacrificed defenders three times the normal compensation.

Xiong Rushan and Yin Guotang were taken out of prison, and after they recovered from their injuries, they were beaten with 500 boards.

Then he made up for his crime by making amends.

Mr. Fang’s reason is: when to hire people.

Moreover, with so many casualties, the Southeast Headquarters is empty, and it is a bit of a waste to throw two capable generals into prison.

At this point, let them get out and work first.

And he gave clear instructions: I still need to go into seclusion, and I am in a serious state where I will go crazy if anyone disturbs me.

After these words were spoken, no one dared to disturb them anymore.

Mo Ganyun felt indescribably depressed.

Damn it, being dragged here by Dong Yunyu, I can't go anywhere except practicing martial arts, I'm really feeling suffocated.

When I have free time, I can only practice martial arts and instruct the kids; the more boring the practice is, the more self-destructive it becomes.

Because Mo Ganyun knew one thing: not to mention that Boss Fang was much stronger than himself now, even Yu Zhongge and others had entered the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld for trials.

By the time they come out, we don’t know how much their strength will have improved dramatically.

I must be more strict with myself so that I won't fall behind in the future.

If we slack off even a little bit, we will probably be left far behind.

And now the martial arts practice on Qiuyun in the south is almost to the point of ruining himself; he is putting all his strength into it, and as long as he doesn't die, he will practice to death.

Apart from official patrols every day, he has to work himself to death.

The main purpose of his practice was not to keep up with the times.

Not falling behind is secondary.

The most important thing is to beat Dong Yunyu hard!
For this goal, Qiu Yunshang felt that even if he killed himself a thousand eight hundred times, it would be worth it!
Honestly speaking, enough is enough!

If he couldn't beat Dong Yunyu again, Qiu Yunshang felt like he was going crazy!
……

On the other hand, over at the Only Orthodox Church, Yan Nan was studying the information sent by Feng Yun.

I don’t care too much about the Yi Xin Sect, after all, as long as Yin Shen Gong is alive, it’s enough.

As for the others...the others, can they also be considered human beings?

What he cared about was something else. The result of Hai Wuliang that he had been expecting was out!

God melted?
Yan Nan could understand these three words, but could not fully grasp them, so he called someone to discuss them.

"I feel like something is wrong."

Chen Gu spoke first: "Hai Wuliang was originally one of ours, that's for sure. The other party has merged into a spirit? What does that mean?"

"Fifth brother, this does not mean that he can reach the sky in one step! According to Feng Yun's description, Hai Wuliang's improved strength is not that strong. It's just that the red light can't even break the defense of Feng Yi and Li Yao."

"And when they were about to disappear, Feng Yun clearly saw that the red light on Hai Wuliang's body had dissipated."

"I'll make a bold assumption."

Chen Gu said: "That red light should be the so-called power of the gods, that is, the power of the Itachi God of the Divine Itachi Cult, which caused Li Yao and Feng Yi to be unable to break through the defense and was rebounded."

"And the so-called divine fusion... is it the opponent's divine power that disintegrated the divine power of the Sky Centipede God that was left in Hai Wuliang, causing it to be completely devoured?"

Chen Gu's eyes were solemn: "And Hai Wuliang is just a small leader of a subordinate sect. Even if it involves luck and divine power, how much can he have? It can be said that it is insignificant!"

"Then the only clear divine power belongs to the Sky Centipede God."

Chen Gu's face was solemn: "It's the Five Spirit Gu!"

"In other words, the Five Spirit Gu in Hai Wuliang's body has never died or disappeared. The reason why he couldn't get in touch with it is probably because Itachi's ability has blocked it. In other words, it was at this time that Hai Wuliang's emotions exploded to the extreme, allowing Itachi's divine power to completely devour the Five Spirit Gu, causing the so-called divine fusion!"

"And this is exactly the reason why the other party deliberately let Hai Wuliang keep an eye on the Seal Palace!"

"It is because of Hai Wuliang's extreme hatred that this result occurred."

"This is also the reason why the other party, knowing that this is a trap set by our Southeast Headquarters, still sent so many people to die. Because only in such a trap can Hai Wuliang have the possibility of transformation!"

Chen Gu's mind was exceptionally clear, and what he said was exactly what Yan Nan was thinking.

The others were listening with sullen faces.

He is just a Hai Wuliang, not worthy of everyone's attention at all.

However, the fact that the other party, the Divine Itachi Cult, actually had such means made everyone extremely alert.

"The current situation is, how many people like Hai Wuliang do the other party have?"

"Is Hai Wuliang the first one or...?"

"Are those people like Bei Mingxin who also mysteriously disappeared really dead? If those people like Bei Mingxin can also merge with the spirits, to what extent will it be possible?"

"What should we do if the Divine Weasel succeeds in the Divine Fusion and continues to attack our people and continue to create this kind of Divine Fusion?"

"What are the conditions for divine integration?"

Chen Gu's series of questions made everyone fall into deep thought.

"For so many years, we have always claimed that there will be no traitors in our Weiwo Zhengjiao. Why? It is because of the existence of the Five Spirit Gu. But if the Five Spirit Gu can be integrated into the other party's spirit... How many traitors will appear on our side?"

Chen Gu said: "Also, did the other party's divine fusion happen by chance, or was it the result of research? Was it a coincidence, or can any member of the Solitary Self-righteous Sect have divine fusion?"

"What stage has the other party's research reached?"

"Five brothers!"

The more Chen Gu spoke, the more solemn his expression became: "Originally, we didn't take the Divine Weasel Sect seriously, but when the other party used this method of divine fusion, I felt that there was a danger of destruction!"

Others, including Yu Hanyan, also nodded with heavy expressions.

There is indeed a sense of crisis that a storm is about to come.

Yan Nan frowned and said calmly: "You should think too much about this. The Shenrong of the Shenwei Sect is certainly something we did not expect. It is indeed a threat to us, but it may not be a threat to our demise."

"Fifth Brother means..."

"My thoughts are basically the same as yours."

Yan Nan said calmly: "But I guess the God Rong Hai Wuliang of the Divine Weasel Cult should be the first one. Moreover, whether this situation can happen again is still uncertain."

"The reason is simple. Hai Wuliang has been rebelling for two years."

"It took two years until now to complete a divine fusion."

"Hai Wuliang's original cultivation level was around the first level of Saint, or around the peak of the ninth level of Venerable..." Yan Nan didn't remember this clearly, but he had a rough idea, which was enough for him.

"After entering the Divine Weasel Sect, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the ninth level of Saint."

"After this divine fusion, I have reached the fourth or fifth level of Saint King."

"And this time, the God has merged, making the people of the God Itachi Cult so excited that they couldn't even restrain themselves from cheering on the spot... Why is that? If you have seen it many times, would you still cheer?"

Yan Nan asked.

This sentence made everyone suddenly realize.

Yes, if I had seen it many times, I would not have cheered so wildly.

"So I guess Hai Wuliang should be a test subject."

Yan Nan said: "The Divine Weasel Cult has killed many of us over the years, and should have kidnapped many of us. But it was not until Hai Wuliang that the Divine Fusion was completed. The others were not able to do so. Why is that?"

"I guess it's because of the position? Or is it because of a special experience?"

"If it's a position bonus, then it must be the leader?"

Yan Nan asked.

Everyone was silent.

"If it weren't for the bonus from the position, how many people in the world would have such a special experience as Hai Wuliang's?"

Yan Nan asked again.

No one spoke.

"And the cliff where Hai Wuliang fell. There is no cure for the poisonous fog."

Yan Nan said: "Hai Wuliang fell down but survived. So can we say that the lair of the Divine Weasel Cult is under the poisonous fog?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Suddenly I was eager to try it.

Yan Nan took a deep breath and said, "However, no matter what, this divine weasel gave me a very bad feeling. It is an enemy, but it is not that powerful."

"On the contrary, I feel that the Divine Weasel Cult is very sneaky, like a rat in a sewer, sticking its head out and trying to do something but being afraid of death. To be honest, I look down on them a little bit."

"Also, I have a feeling that... the rise of the Divine Itachi Cult in recent years may have something to do with our only orthodox religion."

"It seems that the Divine Itachi Cult is..."

Yan Nan frowned tightly, "...it seems...that they have been growing stronger by devouring our strength. They just follow us secretly, eating our unimportant things bit by bit, and let their Divine Weasel Cult grow stronger little by little."

“This feeling is inexplicable, but it is certain.”

Yan Nan frowned, and he himself couldn't figure out why he was so sure. But the sense of certainty in his heart was enough to support him to say so.

(End of this chapter)

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