Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Luan Xing had been trying to contact the commander-in-chief Yin Yue with the magic sound mirror, but to no avail. The omnipotent magic sound mirror was like an ordinary bronze mirror at this moment, losing its spiritual power to communicate with the outside world.

The world in the Xiantian Bagua formation was like an independent little world, isolated from the world. From the outside, there was nothing special about it. It was different from usual, with green mountains and gentle breezes, but in the formation, it was already *, with murderous intent at every step.

Luan Xing realized that he and others might have fallen into some kind of maze, and ordered his subordinates to stop moving forward. If they could not find the flaws of the formation, no matter how long they walked, they would only circle in place until they were exhausted to death.

When the team stopped, Luan Xing took out the magic sound mirror again to try to contact Yin Yue, and something strange happened.

A wolf-like roar came from the side. Luan Xing looked back and saw that it was a madman warrior nearby. As if he had been greatly stimulated, his body began to swell continuously, and his hair was also growing longer. In a blink of an eye, his body was more than twice as tall as before, and he became a mad werewolf.

Not only this berserker was going berserk, but other warriors were also going berserker. The berserker warriors, who were always known for their strict discipline, were now in disarray. They waved their huge weapons and roared continuously.

No matter how Luan Xing scolded, those subordinates seemed to be deaf to her.

Until a berserker used his giant axe to chop a companion in half, the blood seemed to completely inspire the already chaotic team. Six hundred berserker warriors actually started to kill each other.

Luan Xing's face was pale. Looking at those warriors who were killing with red eyes, she realized how terrifying the magic circle she was in was.

These warriors must have had very strong and real hallucinations, so they would kill each other and think that their companions were enemies.

Because Luan Xing was a cultivator, although he was only at the level of flying in the air, his mental concentration was far better than these ordinary berserker warriors, so he could still keep his mind.

"It's over, it's over..."

Looking at the chaotic fighting scene in front of him, Luan Xing muttered to himself.

On the top of the mountain, Miss A Zi stretched her neck to look at the distant Muyun Peak. After waiting for a long time, she looked back at the sun that was a little westward.

She said, "What's the situation? Didn't the crazy warriors enter the jungle below an hour ago? Why haven't they launched an attack on Muyun Village for so long?"

The location of the four sisters was more than ten miles southeast of Muyun Peak. The six hundred crazy warriors passed through the valley under their feet and headed towards Muyun Village.

They waited for an hour on the road for more than ten miles, but they still hadn't slaughtered the village. This made them a little impatient.

Miss Chi's eyes condensed and said, "I'm afraid something happened. A Lan, A Zi, go down and see what's going on."

A Lan and A Zi nodded, turned into two strange lights, and shot down from the mountain.

The two fairies found the six hundred people with almost no effort.

To be precise, it was six hundred corpses.

In a dense jungle, blood dyed the surrounding flowers and leaves red. Corpses were scattered in a radius of two or three hundred feet. Almost no corpse was intact. There were broken limbs, intestines, and heads cut off from the neck everywhere. The bloody smell filled the air, almost nauseating.

The two quickly rushed to the battlefield that had already ended. Seeing the scene around them that looked like hell, their faces changed drastically.

Miss A Zi was surprised and said, "What happened? How come all these people died without a sound? Could it be done by a master of cultivation?"

A Lan's face was livid. After carefully examining several corpses, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem like it. These berserkers seem to have killed each other. The wounds on their bodies were caused by the giant axes in their own hands. If it was done by a cultivator, it would be impossible to slaughter 600 people in an instant. We are not far away. We can detect any movement, but we don't find anything wrong at all."

A Zi said, "Even if they killed each other, we are so close that we should be able to hear the sound of fighting. Why didn't we hear anything?"

A Lan shook her head. The strange scene in front of her really made her wonder what was going on. Let A Zi look around to see if there are any survivors.

A survivor was found. In the place with the most corpses, on the mountain of dozens of broken arms and legs, a woman covered in blood was found slumped on it.

It can be seen that the woman was wearing the silver armor commonly seen in the Madman Corps, but it was covered with blood at this moment. The blood had not yet completely solidified, and it looked very strange under the sunlight.

A Zi stepped forward and took the fairy sword from the bloody woman. After checking the logo on the woman's armor, she said to A Lan: "It is a Fu Chang from the Silver Moon Department."

A Lan stepped forward and said: "This girl, we are the seven fairies of the rainbow under the seat of the Lord. Are you a subordinate of the Silver Moon? What happened here just now? Did you kill these Berserkers?"

She asked several times, but the woman did not answer. Her eyes were dull and she kept mumbling incomprehensible words.

A Zi shouted: "I'm asking you a question. Did you hear me?"

The voice was so loud that it seemed to stimulate Luan Xing. Luan Xing suddenly screamed and bit towards A Zi's calf with her teeth and claws.

A Zi was very advanced in Taoism, and she hit Luan Xing on the back of her neck with a knife. Luan Xing's eyes rolled up and she fell down slowly.

A Lan said, "I think there is something strange here, so let's go back and report to my elder sister first."

A Zi said, "What about this crazy woman?"

A Lan said, "Take her back first. She is the only survivor. Only she knows what happened here."

A Zi nodded, picked up the unconscious Luan Xing and flew to the southwest.

Muyun Village, in the stone house.

At this moment, the stone house has completely changed. The roof has been opened, and the surrounding stone walls and the ground under the feet are constantly rotating.

Standing in the center of the stone house, Yun Qiyou and Mu Po Po are looking at a large jade disk in front of them. The jade disk is like a magic sound mirror used by the heavenly cultivators to transmit messages. It can actually see what happened in the forest seven or eight miles away, and what is presented is A Lan, A Zi and others.

Yun Qiyou said, "Why did you let them go? According to the power of the Xiantian Bagua Formation, they may not be able to break it."

Grandma Mu said, "It's not that they may not be able to break it, but they definitely can't break the Xiantian Bagua Formation. It's just that they are both very advanced, so it's not easy to kill them. Hundreds of crazy warriors have died here, and the heavens will not give up. A large number of heavenly armies will come soon. I have to deal with the army of the heavens and the six divisions of the heavens. I don't want to waste too much time on two spiritual masters."