Disciple's rebellion

Ning Jie saw that the other party pulled out the red sword from his spine, and his eyes slowly changed from round pupils to purple vertical pupils.

He raised his hand and also drew a sword from his spine.

After pulling out Fushuo, Ning Jie changed his other hand, and once again pulled out a spirit sword—Cangbi from his back.

Seeing that Ning Jie had also drawn out his spiritual sword, the general rushed forward with the sword filled with spiritual energy.

Bai Wei's pupils shook, and he calmed down immediately. He said to Ning Jie, "This is General Shen Zhizha of the Apocalypse Formation. Only when you defeat him can you completely destroy the Apocalypse Formation."

After General Zhiza came out, the vortex in the sky suddenly lost its suction, and the monks floating in the air suddenly retreated and fell down from above.

After stabilizing their bodies, they raised their heads and faced the daggers drawn on the altar.

Everyone was not in the mood to find out why Mi Chen's Cang Bi was in Ning Jie's spine, nor did they have the energy to find out why Cang Bi could be used by him, but they were all sweating for Ning Jie.

You know, Ning Jie only has [-]% of his spiritual power left now, while General Zhizha's spiritual power is not only in full bloom, but also because of relying on the immortal jade, the spiritual power is constantly flowing.

Ning Jie threw Fu Shuo into the sky, absorbed Fu Shuo's spiritual power with one hand, and greeted him with Cang Bi in the other.

The two swords collided and made a violent clanging sound.

Wang Yi and the others stabilized the spiritual power in their bodies with one hand, and gathered the spirits to form a barrier with the other. On the way, they only felt that the sound was more unbearable than the sound of chi.

Ning Jie was at a disadvantage in the duel due to his lack of aura, but his sword skills were excellent, and he managed to pass dozens of moves against General Zhizha.

However, the spiritual power in Fu Shuo's body was limited after all, and soon became dim.

General Zhizha also felt that Ning Jie's spiritual power was exhausted, and the sword he swung in his hand became more anxious, but the spiritual power on the sword dropped a little.

Ning Jie took advantage of the other party's spiritual power, summoned the spirit vines and pulled them out from the side of the altar with the last sliver of spiritual power in his body, tightly tied the arm of General Zhiza, and took advantage of this to turn back the white jade standing beside the altar. column.

General Zhizha looked down at the spirit tendrils that were constantly tightening on his body, and his red eyes revealed a trace of bewilderment.

However, the spiritual power that Ning Jie poured into the vine was limited, and it soon couldn't bear the spiritual power of General Zhiza, and burst directly on him.

General Zhizha immediately raised his eyes to search for Ning Jie's position after he was unrestrained. Seeing Ning Jie standing on the sacrificial pillar, he poured spiritual power into the red sword and directed it to cut down the sacrificial pillar at Ning Jie's feet.

Ning Jie took a leap, stepped on the sacrificial pillar that was about to collapse, raised his sword and slashed at General Zhizha.

But at this time, what rolled on Ning Jie's body was not the majestic spiritual power, but the profound chaos.

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why does he suddenly have such a powerful Chaos Qi?"

Fu Song squinted his eyes and said: "When he was on the sacrificial pillar, he took out a magic tooth from the spirit bag, crushed it and swallowed it immediately." Speaking of this, a trace of worry flashed in Fu Song's eyes: "The magic tooth can improve a person's cultivation in an instant, but this is an advance payment with his life. If he has not defeated General Zhizha after the magic power is exhausted, I am afraid..."

Hearing this, Bai Wei turned his eyes to look at Fu Song without showing any trace.

Not only Bai Wei heard it, but other monks also heard Fu Song's words.

Suddenly someone limped and stood up, saying: "I am willing to donate the spiritual power in my body to help Mr. Ning."

As soon as these words came out, another sharp voice also jumped out from the crowd: "Are you crazy? Don't forget, this is Demon Lord Ningjie. Donating spiritual power to him is not self-destruction! "

The man didn't look back to see who it was, but he sneered: "That's right, he is Demon Lord Ningjie. When we meet in the future, if he still offends our human race, we will risk our lives to fight him. But Today he is fighting for our human race, but now he lacks spiritual power, we should help!"

Another young monk also stood up, clutching his bleeding arm: "Now is the time when our human race is in danger. We should abandon our cultivation, spiritual rank, background and even prejudice against humans and demons, and work together to overcome this calamity, instead of In times of great adversity, think about your own gains and losses."

Young people, the most gentlemanly, but also the most chivalrous.

When I saw the older generation standing aside and watching people being swept away by the vortex and sitting on the wall, indifferent, I was already dissatisfied with them. Now they only care about their own gains and losses, which makes these young people very disdainful.

They stood up, clasped their fists and said in unison: "We are willing to donate our spiritual power."

Wang Yi only felt his blood boil, he walked out from Fu Song, and asked Bai Liang for instructions: "Immortal Venerable, Wang Yi is also willing to donate his spiritual power."

Bai Wei shook his head lightly and said, "Not to mention the amount of spiritual power in your body, just gathering the spiritual power is a difficult problem."

The young man who spoke first asked: "Immortal Venerable, don't we in the cultivation world have a container for storing spiritual power like a magic tooth?"

Bai Wei glanced lightly at the old monk behind the young man, with sarcasm in his eyes: "I'm sorry to tell you that we don't have such a vessel in the cultivation world. The magic tooth was when the Biluo family was almost slaughtered by other tribes in the demon world. Its leader created the magic tooth. In the human world, when someone died, I always felt that someone would carry the cauldron, and it was indeed the case later, so there is no magic tooth that can store spiritual energy."

The young generation showed panic on their faces, "The spiritual power cannot be gathered, so what should we do?"

The young man in the lead never thought that their spiritual power could not be gathered together, and his face turned white and blue.

Hearing the chaotic noise in his ear, he shouted suddenly: "Even if we can't gather spirits? Can we only put our hope on Ning Jun! If the result is death after all, why not leave the last Weiguang Give yourself, believe in yourself!"

Everyone was stunned, and immediately agreed with the young man's words.

Wang Yi retreated to Fu Song's side, looked at the young man and couldn't help but praise: "He is really a rare gentleman in the world of comprehension."

There was also an expression of appreciation in Fu Song's eyes, but she was indifferent: "There is no shortage of people with backbones in the human world, it's just that you rarely see them."

Seeing Fu Song's eyes on the young man, Wang Yi knew that Fu Song also admired the young man. He smiled without saying a word, and set his eyes on him again.

Fu Song's eyes did follow this young man all the time, but when her eyes touched another young man beside him, she suddenly sank.

Her breathing became heavier, and Dai Mei frowned tightly.

Ning Jie listened to what they said, but he did not pay much attention.

At this time, all his energy is on General Zhizha.

When Ning Jie was fighting against him, he had been observing the opponent's changes in spiritual power and whether there were any shortcomings.

In the ensuing sparring, Ning Jie always thought that the reason why General Zhizha's spiritual power was continuous was because he was stepping on a formation, from which he could absorb spiritual power, and that General Zhizha could never leave the ground. .

After Ning Jie noticed this, he immediately summoned the spirit vine to attack General Zhizha, forcing his feet off the ground.

When General Zhizha's feet left the ground, his spiritual power did indeed stop, but when Ning Jie urged Cang Bi to attack him, his reaction was still sharp, and he directly blocked Cang Bi's blow.

Ning Jie saw that this trick was not working, so he planned to try another trick, but fighting against General Zhizha would consume a lot of Chaos Qi, and the Chaos Qi in the magic tooth that Chu Xin gave him was almost exhausted.

Thinking in this way, Cang Bi was suddenly shaken out by Chi Jian.

Ning Jie's pupils constricted, and he thought to himself: Not good!

Seeing General Zhizha stabbing towards him with his red sword with great spiritual power, Ning Jie subconsciously summoned spirit vines to form a shield to block in front of him.

呲!

The head of the red sword only pierced into the spirit shield, but did not directly pierce through it in one fell swoop.

Ning Jie saw the dazed expression in General Zhizha's vertical pupils, and immediately recalled that when the spirit vines entangled him in the Lingtai, he also froze.

Ning Jie immediately understood how to deal with General Zhizha.

He immediately summoned the spirit vine and attacked General Zhizha.

Sure enough, he didn't notice the vines at all, and was beaten by Ning Jie.

Although the paper is made of paper, although it is perfect, but because it has been sleeping underground all year round, it has long been used to the roots and vines below.

That's why when the Lingman attacked General Zhizha, he had a confused look on his face, because he didn't know what was imprisoning him.

Ning Ji took advantage of the victory to pursue, and immediately summoned tens of thousands of spirit vines to bind General Zhiza, trying to crush him.

But after all Jin Kemu, coupled with the huge spiritual power of General Zhizha, no matter how much chaotic energy was poured into Ning Jie, these spiritual tendrils still couldn't hold on and broke apart.

The two fell into a stalemate.

Although General Zhizha did not attack again, his spiritual power was not consumed at all, while the energy of chaos on Ning Jie continued to flow away.

Ning Jie raised his eyes and glanced at the whirlpool hanging in the sky.

It is like a general stuck in paper, its attack has stagnated at this moment, but it is still surging, like a snake dormant in winter, waiting for the cry of a huge thunder, it immediately sprang out, bared its fangs, Always be ready to strike.

Due to the consumption of Chaos Qi in Ning Jie's body, the spirit vines that kept imprisoning General Zhizha became thinner and broke faster.

After a while, Ning Jie couldn't hold on anymore, and there was no more spirit vines on General Zhizha, he took the sword and rushed straight to Ning Jie's heart.

Ning Jie dodged to escape, but even so, he was still stabbed, and his wristband was suddenly stained red with blood.

Ning Jie summoned Cang Bi again, and when he wanted to fight again, he found that General Zhizha's arm was festering.

Ning Jie slowly withdrew his sword, his purple vertical pupils were full of depth.

—that was his blood.

Under the altar, some people also saw that Ning Jie's blood had a corrosive effect on General Zhizha's body, so he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Ning Jie, cut off your arm and smear his arm with the blood on it. Body!"

Ning Jie suddenly looked down the altar.

Everyone was terrified when they saw Ning Jie's purple vertical pupils.

But at this moment, everyone has an idea in their hearts.

Since you, Ning Jie, want to be a good person and a savior, then you should make a sacrifice, cut off your own arm, and corrode the paper general with blood, wouldn't it be fine?

You see, what you lost was only an arm, but you saved the entire cultivation world, what a bargain! 1

They were even thinking—even if Ning Jie didn't want to, they would rush up and kill him with the sword in their hands when his cultivation base was exhausted, and take out his body and smear paper all over with the blood on it Zha General's body.

such……

In this way, they are also brave and fearless warriors!

They are also heroes in the cultivation world!

They will be written into the pictures of the human race, and their names will be passed down through the ages!

Thinking like this, they began to look greedily at Ning Jie on the stage.

At this moment, Ning Jie is no longer the Demon Lord who frightens them, but a stepping stone for them to become famous!

Bai Wei's eyes sank.

He raised his sleeves to summon Can Kan, and directly cut off the man's tongue and right arm!

Bai Wei used the sliver of spiritual power he had recovered with great difficulty, and said in awe: "I will see who dares to touch my disciples!"

Xie Zhi also hurriedly said in awe: "Do you really think that you can get close to the general? If you rush up and want to dismantle Ning Jie, the end will definitely not be your victory, but..."!

All Xie Zhi's words were lost in his mouth.

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1 Adapted from a sentence in Teacher Qiong Yao's book: You just lost a leg, but what she lost was the whole love.I don't know if the original sentence is this sentence, but it basically means this.