Start with the gods

Heavy setback
After some probing just now, Guo Yu already had a clear understanding of his own strength. The corners of his mouth curled up, and a faint smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were a little cold.

He glanced at the members of the Devil's Cult, let out a low shout, and rushed towards them again like a fast arrow that left the string.

This time his figure is still very fast, but his strategy is a little different. Instead of going head-to-head with everyone in the Demon Cult as before, he targets a few weaker people. As for the Ghost King, Poison God and the others just resisted a little to ensure that they are not injured.

The frequency of Guo Yu's fights was very fast, and hundreds of moves were passed in a short while. The others were in better condition, but those with weaker cultivation bases were obviously in decline, their breath was messy, their heads were sweating profusely, and even their movements were slow. a lot.

Seeing that these people would be defeated by Guo Yu's sword soon, the Ghost King finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a cruel heart, he sacrificed the Fulong Cauldron in the air.

In an instant, the sky was bright red, and in the red light, there was a faint sound of dragon chant, the sound was shrill, and the power seemed to be stronger than when Guo Yu first met him at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea.

The red light descended like a curtain, and immediately caged Guo Yu in it. He felt as if a mountain was pressing on him in an instant, which made his breathing obviously suppressed a lot.

After the ghost king formed the formation, he immediately roared towards the surroundings, saying: "Senior, fairy, let's all control the formation together. You must kill this kid today, otherwise there will be no future for my holy religion!" .”

"Okay!" Poison God and Mrs. Sanmiao nodded at the same time full of evil spirits, their eyes full of determination.

Although the three sects of the Demon Sect are quite dirty, their goal at the moment is surprisingly the same, that is, to get rid of Guo Yu, the great enemy, no matter what.

They were really scared of Guo Yu. They haven't seen each other in just half a year, and their strength has skyrocketed. On top of the formation formed by the ghost king.

Suddenly, Guo Yu felt that the space around him seemed to freeze, pressing towards his body from all directions, oppressing him so much that he almost stopped breathing.

At this moment, he was under unprecedented pressure, but his fighting spirit also reached the most intense moment. With his lips slightly pursed, he recited the ancient sword formula in a low voice, and said: "Heaven and earth are righteous, and the awe-inspiring will last forever. To kill immortals, but to kill ghosts and gods!"

Following the movement of the sword formula, a gray and plain light rose from the Taiyuan sword he was holding tightly with both hands, and in an instant, it formed a gray giant sword standing upright in front of his eyes.

This giant sword was about as tall as the three of them combined, and Guo Yu, who was holding it, was much shorter in front of it, which looked a little funny.

But no one in the Demon Sect dared to look down upon it at this moment. They all paid great attention and poured all their mental power into the formation.

Because they understand that this is one of the Qingyun sect's four great secrets, the sword to kill ghosts and gods, which has made them suffer so much for more than a thousand years.

Guo Yu's eyelids blinked slowly, his eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, and his arms holding the sword hilt seemed to move slowly towards the red light curtain in front of him, and at the same time he let out a deep drink, saying :"cut!"

Urn urn urn!
As soon as the giant sword came into contact with the red light curtain, the red light curtain began to tremble violently, and countless small lightning-like electric currents galloped across the light wall, making the sound ear-piercing.

Many masters of the Devil's Cult in mid-air were all pale, and the corners of their mouths with poor cultivation had already overflowed with blood.

But then something that made them even more frightened happened. The red light curtain, like a mirror hit by a stone, spread from the place where it met the giant sword to the surroundings, covering the entire light curtain in a short time.

Everyone in the Devil's Cult was shocked, and immediately bit their lips tightly, trying their best to stimulate the power of thought to stabilize the light curtain.

But in the end they were still disappointed, and saw that the red light curtain full of cracks broke into countless pieces with a "bang" under Guo Yu's cold snort.

"Boom!" The Fulongding cauldron standing above Guo Yu's head also made a loud noise, and flew upside down in the air.

At the same time, the members of the Devil's Cult who controlled the formation couldn't help being blown away by the turbulent force, and all of them sprayed out crimson blood, filling the space where the formation formed with a faint blood mist. .

Guo Yu stepped on his feet, took seven steps in the air, and jumped directly above the heads of everyone in the Demon Cult. Then he pointed his sword at the sky, and suddenly used the most famous sword of Qingyunmen, Yuleizhen Jue.

"Rumble..."

The thunder exploded in the sky, and the clouds all over the sky gathered in an instant, forming a cloud as black as ink, which almost enveloped the entire back mountain of Tongtian Peak.

A white lightning beam flashed on the tip of Guo Yu's sword in an instant, illuminating the sky above the Huanyue Cave Mansion brightly again, a little clearer than in daytime.

At this moment, everyone in the Devil's Cult has turned pale, with fear all over their faces.

"go!"

Someone yelled loudly, and everyone gathered all their strength, ran into the forest, and ran down the mountain for their lives.

Seeing this, Guo Yu smiled grimly, and swung his long sword down viciously. The white lightning beams on the tip of the sword were divided into more than a dozen, and shot towards the fleeing figures of everyone in the Demon Cult.

……

Tongtian Peak, outside Yuqing Hall.

Such a big movement in the back mountain can't be concealed from these master practitioners, all of them looked at the black cloud that was a little smaller than the beast god in the front mountain.

"Not good, some enemies have attacked the Huanyue Cave Mansion."

At this moment, the expressions of all the leaders and elders of Qingyun Sect changed drastically, and anxiety suddenly appeared on their faces. Master Shuiyue was the most anxious, and he was about to leave and fly to the back mountain.

"Wait!" Reverend Daoxuan gave a low shout, stopped the heads and elders, and said in a deep voice: "You still have important responsibilities, don't worry about it."

"But, senior brother..."

Master Shuiyue was about to argue, but was immediately interrupted by Master Daoxuan, who said: "Of course there are people taking care of it there, we just need to take care of the war here."

As soon as this remark came out, although the chief seat and elders were still very worried, they had no choice but to stand on the top of the mountain and look at the back mountain worriedly, before turning their attention back to the front mountain.

They knew that Master Daoxuan was right. No matter what happened in Houshan, it was not as urgent as the battle with the monsters in Qianshan. any sense.

But at this time, on the sea of ​​clouds square, the disciples of the righteous sects and the monsters had been fighting for an entire hour.

The black torrent formed by the monsters kept oppressing the light curtain formed by the magic weapons of the disciples, but it still did not break through after all.

The Sea of ​​Clouds Square, which was once like a fairyland, was full of lifeless bodies and stains of blood. In the dark sky, dark clouds lingered low, watching all of this coldly.

Although the horror and tragedy of this battle between monsters and beasts had been expected, the cruelty of the scene still chilled the hearts of many righteous people.

The thick bloody aura enveloped Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, and even the water unicorn, the spirit beast of Zhenshan, who had always been lazy, seemed very anxious at the moment, swimming back and forth in the ice pool with Kui Niu, emitting A low roaring sound.

(End of this chapter)