When the devil

Wei Ling stayed alone in front of the barrier for a while, and the increasingly dark sky above was circling towards the center in a strange twisting arc.

Thunder roared in the distance, and Wei Ling knew that the powerful aura was not from the evil spirits, but from the Cang Lin.

However, since Cang Lin can be alarmed, how can the situation on Liuli Mountain be optimistic?

Now there are only two of the Four Great Immortals left, and the whereabouts of Chen Xiao, who has the highest cultivation base, is unknown, and he himself is trapped outside the barrier with nowhere to intervene.

But when I left Liuli Mountain, I thought that since I was going to leave, I would go cleanly, and even removed the teleportation array...

"Aling!"

There was a shout from behind, and the person who was chasing him was Cheng Yingjie. His eyes stayed on the barrier for a moment, and he suddenly said, "A Ling, come with me."

He seemed to have another way, Wei Ling could only let him try, the two passed through a forest, and stopped on a small path, Cheng Yingjie suddenly gathered mana, chanted a spell in his mouth, and then touched the root of the big tree in front of him. , a circle of magic circle suddenly brightened.

Wei Ling looked at Cheng Yingjie in amazement, and Cheng Yingjie said with a naive smile: "This is the teleportation array left by my adoptive father back then. I used it when I secretly went down the mountain to buy wine! Fortunately, I still remember where he is."

Wei Ling only said: "Let's go."

Stepping into the teleportation array, the sky and the earth turned around, the light was chaotic, and after seeing everything clearly, he had already arrived at the backyard of Tianyu Hall.

At this moment, a blue lightning fell from the sky, casting a strong light on the glassy mountains that were on the verge of darkness.

The strong demon power was in the direction of the main hall, but there were also bursts of wailing from the back mountain.

"A Ling, you go to the main hall first, I'll go to the back mountain to have a look, all these corpses come from the back mountain!"

"it is good!"

As soon as Wei Ling landed on the ground, he moved forward at full speed, stepping through the lush mountains and forests, the wind swept his robes, and the cold and biting air seemed to penetrate his skin.

Soon, he jumped to the top of the main hall, and saw those Liulishan disciples in fairy robes reduced to walking corpses, their postures were distorted, and they were going crookedly into the main hall. A brilliant white light fell from his fingers, turning into thousands of silk satins , entangled all those disciples tightly, and fell to the ground one by one, grinning and struggling.

After being cured by Xianchi, most of Wei Ling's immortal skills have recovered, which is more than enough to deal with the walking corpses all over the mountains and plains.

But he was one step too late.

The disciples lying on the ground were all bloody and scarred, as if they were already dead, but the corpses were picked up by the soul-crossing monk and wandered crookedly in various places in the mountain.

The stronger demon power is in the main hall.

Wei Ling chased after him, and saw the soul-crossing monk as soon as he entered the main hall.

The figure of the monster was even bigger than when he saw it in the Taoist temple. Miasma was billowing around him, and there was a dark green mist. He was chanting scriptures intermittently in his mouth. As he approached, he was forced into a cold sweat by the sound.

No wonder the soldier of the Snow Wolf Army wanted to cripple his ears today. Even Wei Ling felt pain at his level of cultivation, not to mention ordinary people.

Standing in the miasma, Meng Lanzhou struggled against the powerful monster power of the soul-crossing monk, while Shen Hua supported the barrier in the hall to prevent the miasma from rampant.

Gradually surrounded by walking corpses from all directions, they screamed, screamed, their voices were hoarse, and they were extremely miserable.

Another thunderbolt fell, and the main hall was slashed to the ground, instantly igniting raging flames.

When Wei Ling was stunned, she saw the blue flames burning all over her body above the main hall.

It's Cang Lin!

The moment Wei Ling recognized him, Cang Lin had already raised his hooves and galloped to the front. Wei Ling subconsciously resisted, but how could he stop Cang Lin from approaching the magic power of the god...

Everything was too fast, he could only see the blue light coming straight in front of him, stabbing straight at him like a sharp sword.His whole body was pierced by a powerful force, and his body was lifted off the ground. The turbulent wind forced him to retreat quickly. With a loud "boom", he hit the pillar behind him, and smoke and dust rose everywhere, flooding into waves.

Cang Lin was roaring.

The miasma engulfed in thick smoke, surging and undulating.

Wei Ling coughed up a mouthful of blood, which oozes sweetness from her lips.

"Canglin, what are you doing..."

He fell from the pillar to the ground and slowly raised his eyes.

Cang Lin stood quietly not far from him, among the churning miasma, with a blood-red blade inserted into its back, and those blades surged with terrifying demon power.

That was the culprit that made Cang Lin lose his mind.

Wei Ling gradually calmed down, and he noticed that there were other people in the dark of the main hall——

An uninvited visitor wearing a black cloak to hide his face.

Judging from the undisguised aura, they are all sorcerers, and all of them have extremely high cultivation bases.

"I don't know why you have hatred with Liuli Mountain, and dare to use evil things to hurt auspicious beasts to do such evil deeds."

The surrounding dust settled one after another, but there was no one answering in the silence.

Wei Ling slowly looked around. The once pure and flawless main hall was shattered by the impact just now.The walking corpse was shattered by the shock, bloody pieces of flesh fell to the ground, and the soul-crossing monk also held his Zen staff tightly, as if it took a lot of effort to withstand the impact.Meng Lanzhou also retreated behind. He was exhausted, and his hand holding the cane kept shaking.As for Fairy Yulan, Shen Hua, she is intensively practicing the way of healing. If Meng Lanzhou hadn't protected her behind the shock just now, she might not be able to bear it at all.

The blade on Cang Lin's back gave off a blinding red light again, and with Cang Lin's almost desolate neighing, the horse's hooves stepping on blue flames stomped hard, rushing back and forth in the main hall like crazy.

Another thunderbolt fell, smashing the tall Canglin statue, and the utensils placed on the altar fell to the ground, rolling up raging flames, and entangled upwards.

Wei Ling dodged the collapsed pillar, his figure stepped onto the pillar like the wind, and leaped onto Cang Lin's back, but the soul-ridden monk rushed towards him, raised his Zen staff high, and slashed down with dense miasma.At this moment, Meng Lanzhou suddenly stood in front of Wei Ling. He thrust the long sword into Wei Ling's hand, facing the surging demon power of the soul-crossing monk, he opened the barrier again.

What Meng Lanzhou handed him was the Wangchuan Sword.

Wei Ling concentrated slightly, gripping the sword tightly.

"Bold and evil, go back to your underworld and hell!" Meng Lanzhou roared, exerting all his strength, and at the moment he collided with the demon power, there was an explosion-like flame, and he was about to be overturned by the released gust of wind. Wei Ling behind him stretched out his hand to cover his back, and helped him to the ground. When he got up again, he had already drawn his sword. The moment the barrier was broken, the patterns on the handle of the "Wang Chuan" sword were bright, and it stabbed straight at the soul-crossing monk's forehead.

The soul-crossing monk immediately withdrew his hands and backed away desperately. He opened his eyes again on his forehead, and the bright engraving on the artifact "Forgetful River" was reflected in his blood-red eyes. His mouth opened and closed, and the continuous chanting seemed to shake the listener's nerve crushed.

But Wei Ling's formula has already been activated, and the gorgeous silver-white light is wrapped around the Wangchuan sword, following him to fly forward at a lightning-fast speed before the soul monk's eyes.

And behind him, Cang Lin approached again at some point, the sky turned to daylight, burning the cold light into his eyes, he avoided Cang Lin's impact with a tiny distance, but the Wangchuan Sword was going straight up , grinding the outline of the Zen stick and passing by, the wind pressure that instantly shattered the magic eyes on his forehead penetrated into the bright red pupils.

——Wind, Fire, Thunder, Wind, Fire, Thunder.

Wei Ling pulled out the sword, thinking: The second level of the five-level sword spirit is much simpler than the first level.

There were bursts of dry sounds from the soul monk's throat, as if he was still struggling for death, Wei Ling swept his sword again, his head flew out and hit the corner of the wall.

The dark clouds above were still circling and rolling, and the lightning and thunder roared as Cang Lin stepped back and forth.

Wei Ling swung Wang Chuan down, and the purple demon blood on the blade slid to the tip of the sword, leaving a bloodstain on the ground.

"As expected of Immortal Lord Tianyu, what an honor to see you today." The black-robed man hid in the shadows.

Wei Ling's eyes fell on the gap between the pillar and the firelight. Although the man didn't show up, Wei Ling could still pinpoint his location: "Sneaky and hiding, why bother to torture yourself with a good cultivation?"

"The situation of Liuli Mountain is gone, it's all destiny."

"Your Excellency, you might as well take a look at your destiny, whether it ends today."

After speaking, Wei Ling was no longer in front of his eyes, and the man in black felt that something was wrong, and a sword energy was already approaching Meifeng.He retreated desperately, his body no longer had the shelter of darkness, and was exposed to the lightning that passed from the sky.

"Kill!" The man shouted anxiously, and seven or eight figures emerged from the shadows in all directions.

Wei Ling cast a curse on the sword, and the white light followed the shadow suddenly turned around the moment it landed, but the opponent's formation speed was also fast, and a layer of black foam turned up on the ground, and a strange dark purple halo slowly rolled around the edge.

"It's the gate of hell...! It's a curse! Wei Ling, come back quickly!!!" Meng Lanzhou shouted at Wei Ling.

It is an extremely heinous forbidden technique that drags people into the cracks of hell. The more people swallowed, the stronger the curse inside... Not to mention humans, even if gods fall into it, their bones will be broken and their souls will be scattered, and the fire of karma will consume them forever .

What's more, the gate of hell is so big, and the boiling curse is even more terrifying.

Seeing that there was nowhere to stay, Wei Ling freed his hand to control the sword, threw Wangchuan up the river, followed the sword with his eyes, and said the magic trick to the last word.

In an instant, Wangchuan split into a circle of sword light, like the white petals of a blooming lotus that would soon disperse—no, that wasn’t falling apart. All around, between Wei Ling's hands, all fell down.

"Elder! Fairy!"

Mochi hurried over, helped Fairy Yulan up and backed away.

Half of Meng Lanzhou's beard was cut off, and he shouted, "Leave us alone! Go and help your master!" But he spoke too hastily, blood choked his throat and sprayed all over the floor.

Mochi patted Meng Lanzhou's back: "Master, he doesn't care about others when fighting, so let's retreat!"

Why isn't he worried about his master.

But in the distance, swords, lights and swords are inextricably linked. Wei Ling fights fiercely with those shadows who don't know whether they are people or ghosts.

"Let's go!" Mo Chi dragged Meng Lanzhou up without caring about respecting the old and caring for the young.

In an instant, a sharp electric current swept across his body, and Cang Lin was approaching step by step at a slow and arrogant speed.

"Canglin! What about Canglin God? Why..." Doesn't seem very friendly?

Mo Chi blinked quickly, not knowing whether to draw his sword, Cang Lin is the God of Liuli Mountain.Even if you give him a hundred guts, he can't be disrespectful to the mountain god...

"He has a soul-sealing blade inserted into his body, which hurts to the core and cannot be pulled out at will." Meng Lanzhou said anxiously: "The most urgent thing is to kill those sorcerers!"

Just as he finished speaking, a man in black suddenly descended from the sky. He didn't come in a sneak attack, but was knocked away with a sword. In addition, he was very unlucky, and just hit Cang Lin when he flew, and there was a sudden sound. Blue flames burned all over his body, but he didn't seem to know the pain, and he fell straight down.

Mochi was only distracted by that person for a moment, but suddenly the fire ignited, causing his eyes to sting, and the alarm bell in his chest rang.The master has reminded him countless times that when fighting, you should keep your eyes on the six directions and your ears should listen to all directions.But he actually ignored Cang Lin who ran away violently in front of him, and looked down at the man in black who was surrounded by flames.

What's more, the man in black has a dark complexion, and under the burned cloak is a deformed and hideous face!

Mochi's heart was already in confusion, and he took the sword subconsciously.

Cang Linyang kicked down, he knew he couldn't stop it, the sword couldn't get out, this kick might miss half of his life, Mochi closed his eyes tightly, ready to face the impact, luckily!Meng Lanzhou has experienced many battles, and his speed is faster than Cang Lin. He only heard the "click" of his crutches and swept Cang Yan vigorously, and a barrier was erected upwards.

Cang Lin's strength is extremely powerful. The moment he kicked down the barrier, it was already torn apart. Meng Lanzhou hit his hoof with his right hand, and the flames eroded his veins instantly. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Mo Chi stood up to fight, and his figure flashed behind Cang Lin. Cang Lin raised his heel randomly and kicked towards Mo Chi's face, but it was really a matter of speed. , he slipped his body and got in from below, the long sword slashed across his palm, cursed with blood, and punched directly at Cang Lin's snow-white belly.

That slap really did his best, Cang Lin was thrown into the air for a moment, raised his head and screamed, the sky was filled with wind and thunder, lightning flashed and thundered...!

The thunder was deafening, as if it had hit the eyes.The enchantment covering the glazed mountain suddenly made an ear-piercing sound, and red cracks spread out in all directions, like glaciers breaking open, igniting flames, and slowly falling from the sky.

The barrier is broken!

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