The villain's daily corpse collection

Inside the formation, the heavy rain suddenly stopped.

An Xie and the other monks landed on the ground, all wet. They knew they couldn't leave for the time being, so they could only dry themselves off before proceeding to the next step.

Wang Wei appeared around everyone like a ghost, but they seemed unable to see her and could only hear her relaxed laughter.

"Who is it? How dare you play tricks in front of us? Come and fight if you dare."

"Are you guys...very powerful?"

An Xie frowned, and he warned the monks beside him, "Be careful, the fog is too thick here, beware of traps."

The monks tried to disperse the thick fog with swords, but the fog still clung to them and refused to leave.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

An Xie said calmly, and everyone relaxed a little when they heard that their leader was calm.

"You are about to die, someone has to come and see you off."

"You are so arrogant, you—" Before he could finish his words, the person who spoke disappeared.

There seemed to be something hidden in the thick fog. Everyone drew their swords and was on guard. Some people were slashing in the fog, but there was nothing.

"Everyone, don't get separated. Let's quickly open the sword formation to break the fog."

After An Xie finished speaking, the monks standing in the inner circle formed a formation. A golden light broke the maze and drove away the thick fog.

Different magic array patterns appeared under everyone's feet and on their swords. Their movements were in unison, and it was obvious that each of them was a pillar of the sect.

I can only say it's a pity.

She also saw something else in these people's eyes.

Death warrior.

Their official identities are disciples of Lin'an Palace, but their behavior is definitely not that of normal cultivators.

They only take orders from An Xie, which is undoubtedly a scary signal for such a large sect.

Even though An Xie was the titular elder, he used the righteousness of Xuanmen to do his own private affairs and abuse his power for personal gain, which was a taboo. It shouldn't be like this for a big sect like Lin'an Palace.

However, no one dared to meddle in other people's business because there was an ancestor of the An family who was a god in the Heavenly Palace.

All the monks who have successfully ascended from the mortal world, after being ranked in the divine class, start as divine clerks and are then promoted to divine messengers. The supreme god is the highest position that all monks can obtain.

Even Huo Feng died before he could even see the result while he was in the process of being promoted to a god.

The status of the supreme god of the An family ancestor is very useful. No matter whether it is the emperor or the Taoist priests, there is no one who is not afraid of the god.

Even though this god cannot come down at any time, there is a sword hanging over his head and no one dares to act rashly.

Be it the sects or the imperial court, after years of use, they were all in a state of chaos.

Today, the two capitals and eight cities are still able to hold on. We should be thankful that these cities once had the foundation of a country, so they will not fall apart so quickly.

There are still many good people in the world, and there are also many capable good people. In an era that seems peaceful but is actually chaotic, they are willing to do their part to protect the people.

The normal operation of such a big world is definitely not the result of one person's efforts, nor can it be destroyed by divine power.

Although Wang had too many self-considerations for this trip, he also invisibly helped the good person who was willing to protect that peace - You Yunxian.

Perhaps, just as her name suggests, You Yunxian is the one who should take over Xuanmen Lin'an Palace, reorganize the sect, and save the monks who are still working hard on their practice and have not been contaminated by worldly power.

There was not much smoke and dust to interfere with the vision here. While dispersing it, the monks saw the figure of a woman standing in the thick fog.

Wang Wei was of good height, and appeared even taller under the refraction of light and shadow. But soon, her true figure was completely revealed.

His white hair is more white than the snow in the cold winter night. Under the shining light of spiritual power, he looks like an immortal. He waved his whisk, turned around and smiled. At first glance, he felt pity for the world, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

"It's you!" An Xie recognized Wang Wei immediately. He was afraid that he would never forget her in his life.

"No more nonsense, let's eat."

Eat? What does that mean?

Just as everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, they heard screams coming from the outer area behind the formation.

After the gods descended to the mortal world, their spiritual power would be restricted, and Chaos could not become as huge as it was in the sky and occupy the entire canyon.

But at this moment, he was still like a wall. As long as he opened something like a mouth, people would keep hitting the wall and filling his bottomless "stomach".

Those attacks were basically ineffective against Chaos, because he could transform into ethereal smoke at any time and trap people in an illusory and beautiful world.

Their consciousness will be imprisoned forever, and their bodies will gradually be dissolved by time and external objects.

Such a death may not be cruel.

Wang Wei did not pursue an extreme killing process. After all, An Xie's previous targeting and attitude towards her were not a big deal.

This move can also feed Hun Dun who is always crying out for food, so it is killing two birds with one stone.

Tonight is a feast. Wang Wei is satisfied to see that the plan is about to be accomplished effortlessly. He is also very happy and is considering whether to bring some desserts for Huo Feng when he returns.

Little did they know that Huo Feng had also arrived here and had seen the whole thing from beginning to end.

Before Wang Wei left, he received a secret letter.

The secret letter was unsigned, but it revealed the general direction and location of where Wang was going. The letter also stated that if anyone wanted to know more about her, they could come and see for themselves.

After seeing this secret letter, Huo Feng's first reaction was that someone was trying to sow discord.

This person knows a lot of inside information and seems to know both of them quite well.

He wanted to find a flaw in the secret letter, but discovered that there was a secret in the interlayer.

It was written in the mezzanine: You can go or not, the choice is up to you.

There was also a talisman inside, and a line of small words underneath:

Carry this talisman with you, and she won't be able to sense your tracking, don't worry.

Out of curiosity about Wang Wei and concern for her safety, he embarked on this journey.

Although he was mentally prepared to accept any eventuality, he still couldn't help being nervous, not knowing what would happen tonight.

Huo Feng stood between the mountains above the canyon and had a clear view of the battle situation below.

He saw a ferocious beast of unknown origin standing next to Wang Wei, devouring everyone's soul wantonly.

Those monks tried various means to fight back, but to no avail, they were almost crushed by the attack.

"At least now, she is safe."

Huo Feng looked at the ferocious beast and felt that it looked strangely familiar, but he did not have any special impression of it.

In the canyon below.

After swallowing a circle, Chaos spoke: "Master, I... I am too full. These people are not tasty."

Hope is: “?”

Chaos: "Master, can you just kill them all? Just use your special and powerful move to kill them all!"

Wang Wei: "Then what is the purpose of bringing you here?"

Chaos ran over and rubbed against him: "Thank you for the hospitality, Master, but I'm full. I want to see you use that trick, just once——"

Wang Wei mercilessly pushed his big hairy head out with one finger.

An Xie and other monks: "..."

Are you kidding? Do you really take them seriously?

An Xie secretly sent a message to all the cultivators: "Capture the leader first. Don't fight with the monster. Attack it by surprise and attack that woman with all your strength!"

The cultivators pretended to attack Hun Dun, but secretly set up a sword formation to target Wang Wei.

Wang Wei didn't understand Hun Dun's intention, and came to her for no reason to act like a spoiled child and asked her to take action. This had never happened before. He was originally an ancient fierce beast that was hard to find in the world. Because he was injured in the wilderness of the demon clan, she accidentally picked him up in the lower world and then left him in the heaven.

The vicious beast that did all kinds of evil was seen to have its fangs smoothed out as they got along, becoming a loyal but neurotic dog.

It is difficult to change one's nature. Wang Wei regards this as the truth. She does not believe that Hun Dun will never betray her. Just like his abnormal attitude today, this makes her doubt it.

She had already warned not to hurt Huo Feng, and Huo Feng did not come, so it was not this matter.

Wang Wei frowned and thought, "He's not really crazy, is he watching her take action at this time? This is totally unreasonable. Apart from me, there is no one here who is worthy of his loyalty in the future. What on earth does he want to do?"

Looking at Chaos being chased by everyone, she also planned to give it a try.

Wang Wei waited and watched the situation develop, while An Xie and other monks were already prepared. They gathered their strength and were determined to deal a fatal blow to Wang Wei.

In the sword formation, where the sword energy of everyone gathered, it formed a huge invisible sword. The golden sword energy was surging, and rocks collapsed wherever it swept through. Huge rocks rolled down from both sides of the canyon from time to time.

The monks standing under the giant sword tried their best to stabilize their lower body, formed seals with their hands, turned the giant sword with lightning speed, and stabbed it straight at Wang Wei in an instant.

There was no surprise in Wang Wei's eyes. After all, they had been wasting time laying the groundwork for so long that it was hard for her not to notice it.

However, she did not dodge, but stood upright.

Huo Feng realized something was wrong and immediately landed from the top of the canyon and rushed towards Wang Wei.

Wherever the sword flew, small whirlpools were torn in the air, and they began to wantonly sweep away everything in all directions. Everyone stood there concentrating and practicing magic tricks, vowing to kill the white-haired woman opposite them with one blow.

Just as the giant sword was about to break through the safe range, Chaos' expression suddenly changed.

He thought to himself: "Oh no, this is too much!"

The giant beast rolled and crawled over and blocked the giant sword that was stabbing towards Wang Wei. He used all his strength to try to block the giant sword, and even tried not to let it pierce through him - he was worried that he would accidentally hurt Wang Wei who was standing behind him.

In the final confrontation, the sword force only stayed on his body and did not move forward any further.

Suddenly, the earth shook.

All the monks, including An Xie, felt their consciousness gradually becoming blurred in an instant. Their chests felt stuffy and they could not breathe. They fell to the ground one by one, feeling exhausted all over. They did not have the strength to stand up, and they were too weak to even express their pain.

In extreme pain, only a pile of skeletons and a layer of skin were left. They began to float on the ground, and then began to sink.

It turned out that a long and narrow lake had formed at some point where they had been standing.

The lake water is clear, and there are slightly green monsters emitting glittering light in the lake. However, the ravine is as deep as an abyss, and when you look down, you can't see the bottom.

Everything that is left of those monks will sink to the bottom of the lake, and no one will care about it anymore.

Huo Feng was greatly shocked. He didn't understand why a lake appeared out of nowhere, nor did he know what had just happened. He was now isolated on the other side of the lake and couldn't go directly over.

He was unsure whether the lake was dangerous or not, and he was more concerned about Wang Wei's safety. So he immediately flew on his sword, bypassing the occasional attacks of the monsters in the lake, and finally reached the other side of the lake.

Wang Wei was kneeling on the ground, using his spiritual power to save a young man with bleeding eyes.

Could it be that the ferocious beast was transformed from this young man?

Huo Feng approached cautiously, fearing that his sudden appearance would disturb Wang Wei's spell.

After a long while, the bleeding finally stopped. Wang was trying to calm down and take a deep breath when he suddenly felt a familiar and warm touch on his shoulder.

Huo Feng, when did you come!

Wang Wei's expression changed in shock, and she realized almost in an instant that the person coming was Huo Feng.

She lowered her eyes to hide the truth, and her deep red pupils turned back to their usual grey color.

Her breathing suddenly became rapid and disordered. She didn't know if it was because she saw Huo Feng suddenly appear, or because she had consumed too much spiritual energy in killing and saving people and had not recovered for a while.

"Don't say anything. I'll transfer some spiritual power to you first." Huo Feng said no more, but continuously transferred spiritual power into Wang Wei's body.

Fresh spiritual energy was swirling around her sea of ​​consciousness. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't control it at all.

Wang Wei silently said in his heart: If I don’t become stable, I will die. You have done so much, are you willing to end your life in such a stupid way?

Countless images flashed through her mind.

One moment, Bo Shanghuan used magic to peel off the flesh and blood from her body. On the day she escaped, the entire mansion was flooded with blood...

A moment later, Huo Feng and she were walking on a sunny street, one in front of the other. Huo Feng suddenly turned around and smiled at her. When she walked over, she realized that there was a roadside painter painting a portrait of a passerby. With just a few strokes, he actually made her look very similar...

All the thoughts were finally pulled back, and the heart trapped in the chest gradually calmed down.

After staying tense for too long, the body lost support and fell to the side uncontrollably.

Huo Feng held her in his arms with one hand, then laid her legs flat and let her rest her head on his legs.

My eyelids felt heavy, and as I opened and closed them, I felt so tired that I fell into a deep sleep.

The moonlight is exceptionally bright tonight. The moon is reflected in the lake, and the surroundings seem to be lit up as well.

Huo Feng lowered his head and looked at Wang Wei in front of him. It seemed as if she had never been in front of him - at this moment.

No matter what situation she encountered, she always seemed to be able to simplify it and make light of heavy tasks. Her aura was something that everyone had to look up to.

And now.

Huo Feng felt Wei's pulse. The chaotic pulse was adjusting itself and gradually became strong again... Huo Feng finally felt relieved.

Then, his fingers quietly moved upwards a few inches.

It stopped beside her cheek.

He carefully touched the side of her face with his index finger, which was still warm, and then tidied up her hair.

He saw the hairpin in her hair. It was the velvet flower hairpin he bought from the little girl's basket that day at Fang Qiu. It was the red plum blossom hairpin.

That day, he and she also acted together to uphold justice and go against the will of heaven, doing their best to save the little girl's mother.

It turns out that she was wearing this today.

It turned out that there were so many beautiful memories between him and her.

Suddenly, the young man who was lying on the side, covered in blood, moved his fingers slightly.