Zhuxian Prequel: Wilderness

Chapter 2 Siege

This sweeping dark cloud suddenly occupied the entire sky on the top of the Qingyun Mountain, as thick as ink, as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and it seemed to have the potential to reverse the universe.

Xiaowan's body shook, but there was a hint of joy on his face, and he said, "'Tianmo Banner'! The leader has made a move."

Mr. Gui stood behind Xiao Wan, his eyes were also looking towards the top of Qingyun Mountain, but the light in his eyes flickered, but it was not all joy, it seemed that there was a hint of worry.

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On the Tongtian Peak of the Qingyun Mountains, the sea of ​​clouds, which was originally a place of fairyland, was completely covered by black clouds at this moment, and the smell of blood permeated everywhere. Those ethereal and pure white clouds seemed to have also turned into a shocking dark red color.Countless figures flashed, galloped and fought decisively under this vast and strange black sky, swords and swords, blood spattered, various magic weapons flickered like crazy, screams and howls one after another, and from time to time there were blood flowers and broken arms The stump flew up, and the situation was extremely tragic.

It can be said that Qingyun went all out in the Demon Cult this time, including the four major sects of Changshengtang, Wandumen, Ghost King Sect, and Hehuan School that originally stood on their own hills, and all the elites gathered here. Under his leadership, he launched a frenzied siege on Qingyunmen, a thousand-year-old sect of righteousness.

Speaking of Qiu Wangyu, he is also a peerless talent that the Demon Cult has not seen for many years.Legend has it that this person was born in infancy and was extremely talented. When he was young, he joined the sect of the Demon Sect. Later, he got a great opportunity that was unknown in the wild temple. In the past 20 years, most of the demon sect factions have been unified, which has brought a new look to the demon sect that has been divided for many years. Now, it has only been two years since he ascended the throne of leader.

With such an outstanding person here, it is hard to imagine what kind of achievements this person will achieve in time.

At this time, under the dark clouds, Qingyun and the Demon Sect are in a desperate battle. The Demon Sect is led by the four sects, roaring up, strange people, strange magic weapons emerge in endlessly, and the flames are overwhelming; Although it was at a disadvantage when it was attacked by the demon sect at the beginning, how could a thousand-year-old family be in vain? Looking around, the disciples of Qingyun formed a formation of several people, or resisted independently. Carried it down.

Among them, in the places where the battles were fiercest on the sea of ​​clouds battlefield, there was a middle-aged man dressed in Qingyun Daoist robe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an ordinary appearance, but the radiant blue spirit sword in his hand was dazzling, as if Youlong, swaying like clouds and flowing water, walks, retreats, opens and closes, and the demon sect is invincible, which makes Qingyun's situation aroused.

However, there was a quick response from the Devil's Cult, and soon two figures greeted them, a man and a woman. Heavy jujube, it looks very strange; the following woman is extremely beautiful, with spring eyebrows, and a sense of seductiveness in her eyes, they are the two leaders of the four major sects of the Demon Cult, the men are from the sect of Changshengtang. Lord Duanhou, the girl is Fairy Yuehua, the master of Hehuan Sect.

As soon as the two masters made a move, they immediately blocked the Qingyun master. At the same time, they only heard Fairy Yuehua's soft voice like spring water and said with a smile: "Old Zheng Tong, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still look tough!"

That ordinary-looking man is Zheng Tong, the head of the Qingyunmen's Big Bamboo Peak lineage. He has been famous for many years, and he is the junior of the Qingyunmen's head teacher Tian Chengzi.Although blocked by the two masters of the Devil's Sect at this moment, Zheng Tong's demeanor is unrestrained, and a spirit sword is flying and flashing. With one against two, it seems that he has not completely fallen into the disadvantage for a while. After hearing Fairy Yuehua's teasing, he He snorted coldly, glanced sideways at the beautiful woman, and just said lightly: "Witch!"

Fairy Yuehua covered her chest and smiled, she looked gentle and infinite, but her hands were vicious and vicious, all the sinister winds hit Zheng Tong's vitals, and she was merciless.

However, compared to Fairy Yuehua, what Zheng Tong values ​​more is the silent period. This person has visions in his life, and his face is divided into Yin and Yang. At the same time, the magic weapon in his hand is also a mirror of Yin and Yang, which is unpredictable and happens frequently The weird changes are hard to guard against.

But after all, Zheng Tong is a master of the Qingyun sect who has been famous for many years. He has never seen such a scene. Although these two monsters are very powerful and jointly besieged, he still took it. But in this way, he It was also true that he was unable to support the surrounding Qingyun disciples, and the situation in the field suddenly tilted towards the Demon Sect again.

After more than ten rounds of fighting like this, Zheng Tong's brows became tighter and tighter, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes. On the other hand, Duan Hou and Yuehua became more relaxed, and they just pestered Zheng Tong not to let him leave.

Seeing the fierce battle, Zheng Tong's complexion suddenly changed, and he jumped up with a roar, and he didn't even have time to resist the black and strange light refracted from the yin and yang mirror in Duan Hou's hand. He heard a bang, and he was caught by the Daoxuan's black light hit his body, his body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and he retreated more than ten feet away.

A strange low-pitched scream sounded from where Zheng Tong was standing. A moment later, a cloud of air on the ground suddenly dissipated, and a strange seven-tailed centipede flew up, facing Zheng Tong in midair. Tong blew twice, then flew backwards, and got into the sleeve of a man who suddenly appeared from the side like a ghost.

Zheng Tong looked a little pale, he glanced coldly at the thin man who appeared last, and said coldly: "Old poison!"

Duan Hou raised his brows and didn't speak, but Yuehua Fairy next to him laughed and said, "Poison God, people look down on you!"

This man is the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect among the four major sects of the Demon Sect, Poison God. He has a thin face, gray hair, and looks a little old, but his eyes are shining brightly. He glanced at Zheng Tong faintly, He wasn't angry either, just smiled and said: "Immortal Zheng Da has always had his eyes above the top, so naturally he doesn't like us and other heretics."

"Pooh!"

Zheng Tong sneered, and didn't intend to talk nonsense with these monsters, so he took out the spirit sword and went straight forward without any fear.However, how powerful the three masters of the Devil's Cult are, even Zheng Tong, who has been famous for many years and has profound Taoism, was quickly forced to be clumsy under the siege of the three.Especially the God of Poison, who is powerful in poisoning skills, and even released some poisonous substances to harass him from time to time, which made Zheng Tong distracted.

As a result, the decline of the Qingyun Sect above the sea of ​​clouds became more and more obvious, and the sky was billowing with black clouds. It seemed that the magic banner, which was said to come from the secret book of the Demon Cult "Tianmo Strategies", was also helpful to these Demon Cult demons, and made the demons The momentum of the teaching army was high, and the offensive was higher and higher.

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At this critical moment, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded from above the sky, and in an instant, lightning flashed, and a figure appeared in the sky. With the sword facing the sky, he chanted curses in his mouth.A series of sounds sounded like thunder, and I saw the turbulent clouds hanging upside down like a fight, and in an instant, a giant pillar of lightning split down from the sky, with the power to shake the sky and the ground, as if even this majestic peak and mountain were at this moment. It trembled endlessly.

Everyone in the Demon Cult changed color, Yuehua Fairy let out an exclamation and immediately backed away, and at the same time shouted: "The True Art of Divine Sword and Thunder Control!"

The Poison God dodged, rolled backwards, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

But when he was about to retreat during that period, he suddenly discovered that the giant pillars of lightning that had been raining down on a large area suddenly merged into one, and they all fell on him.

Duan Hou was shocked at this moment, his face turned pale in an instant, but he never thought that all the powerful moves made by Shangren that day were bluffs, and the last move of Qingyun, which was famous all over the world, was all slashed at him.

At a critical moment, Duan Hou yelled, and the yin and yang mirror stood in front of him. The yin and yang were changing endlessly, switching countless times in an instant, as if even the surrounding space was instantly distorted by it, and his figure was also blurred in the light and shadow.

It's just that the brilliant heavenly power cannot be resisted by manpower. When a sword is struck down, the mountains shake and the ground shakes, and the changes of yin and yang are instantly broken like a mirror, and scattered like flowing clouds.

Amidst the loud noise, the ground cracked and people flew, Duan Hou let out a roar, and flew upside down, disappearing in a blink of an eye.He cursed angrily and resentfully from far away, shouting: "My godly old woman, how dare you plot against me, remember..."

The figure of the woman in mid-air snorted coldly and fell down. She was dressed in a white Taoist robe, tall and tall, with white hair faintly visible on her temples, but her spirit was hale and hearty, her expression was stern, she glanced coldly at her surroundings, and for a moment However, no demon cultivator dared to step forward.

Zheng Tong heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

This woman is the first Master Zhenyu of the Xiaozhufeng branch of Qingyunmen. In terms of seniority, she is even the senior sister who teaches Zhenren Tianchengzi today. She is a highly respected senior in Qingyunmen. The disciples in the door are in awe.

At this moment, Master Zhenyu used Qingyun's unique divine sword Yulei Zhenjue to temporarily drive back the three masters of the Demon Cult, which eased the situation on the field. However, the sky is rolling with dark clouds, and the Demon Cult still has the upper hand on this battlefield.And no matter Zhenyu or Zheng Tong, there was worry on their faces at the moment, and they couldn't help but look up into the black cloud.

It was at this time that suddenly, in the thick black cloud that was as dark as ink and as deep as the sea, there was a long laugh, and the sound was like a bronze bell, and then a thick man's voice resounded through the sky and the earth, saying: "Old Tian Cheng Son, you have tried all your tricks, and now you are at the end of your rope, and you are not my enemy, why don't you just catch him?"

As if echoing the voice of the man in the black cloud, the black cloud filled the sky like thick ink instantly rolled like a tide, covering the sky like boiling.

(On the first day of posting the book, I felt uneasy. I chose Sunday, and the recommendation votes depend on all the lovely readers.)
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