Chapter 210

"Little brat of the Qingyun Sect, the arrogant and domineering aura on your body is even more like a demon than me, a demon."

The tall and thin old man's eyes gradually turned red, and the skull hanging on his head burst into red light. With a "woo" sound, it smashed toward the sedan.

In an instant, a wooden sword flew out and slashed the red skull away. Around the tall and thin old man, more than a thousand wooden swords manifested in an instant.

"One success and one failure is called a tribulation. Since before heaven and earth, there has been an immeasurable tribulation."

A light and slow sound came from the sedan:

"This is the Immeasurable Sword Array, please enter the array and die!"

After speaking, more than a thousand wooden swords pierced directly at every part of the tall and thin old man's body with fierce momentum.

The flying red skull burst into the sky with blood light, erupting with fierce and unparalleled power, actually defeating most of the attacking wooden swords.

However, the wooden swords returned to the number of more than a thousand while rotating, and then fought back with a more fierce and continuous momentum.

In just a few breaths, the blood-red light emitted by the red skull was no longer as mellow as before, but appeared with not-small damage, causing its power to be greatly reduced.

The tall and thin old man's eyes were full of horror, not expecting that a mere junior of the Qingyun Sect would have such deep cultivation, occupying the upper hand without even showing his face, and damaging his own magic treasure.

Seeing the endless sword momentum around him and the sharp edge pressing step by step, the red light in his eyes turned into a deep red color, and the skull flashed with a blood-red light even more dazzling and eye-catching than before, actually staining the sky into blood color.

In the distance, where many righteous sects stood, they were all young people, including four or five people from the Dazhu Peak lineage.

"Eldest brother, will Xiaofan be in danger?" Tian Ling'er asked worriedly.

"This Blood-Sucking Old Demon is an old demon who has been hiding in the Demon Sect for many years. I only heard Master mention him, only knowing that this demon has been famous for hundreds of years and practices the Blood-Sucking Demon Art."

Song Daren comforted:

"Don't look at Junior Brother's young age, but his cultivation is far better than ours, and he has always done things without certainty. Plus, Master and Mistress are also on Liubo Mountain, most likely they have already noticed the movement here."

While the two were talking, the youth in yellow robes above faced the trapped beast fight of the Blood-Sucking Old Demon and just said lightly:

"Immeasurable Sword, Immeasurable Tribulation. Those who enter this tribulation will be doomed forever, life after life."

The voice paused slightly, and the increasingly indifferent voice spread far and wide:

"Evil obstacle, why don't you die quickly!"

The Immeasurable Sword Array stirred up an unstoppable and sharp sword momentum. The Blood-Sucking Old Demon suddenly let out a shrill scream, but the red skull turned into ashes, and he himself was pierced through his body by more than a thousand wooden swords.

As the tall and thin old man's figure collapsed, the crowd of righteous sects suddenly erupted into a commotion. Sounds of surprise and admiration rose one after another, and they asked Song Daren and others one after another.

Hearing that this person above was only sixteen years old and had only practiced for five years, they were first stunned and felt it was unimaginable, then couldn't help but look at the sedan chair with eyes of worship and prostration.

On the other side, the Demon Sect crowd was full of astonishment. The Blood-Sucking Old Demon belonged to the Wandu Sect, one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect, and was a famous figure of the older generation. His cultivation was probably not worse than the heads of the various peaks of the Qingyun Sect. How could he die at the hands of a junior today?

Many people saw that the person fighting with the Blood-Sucking Old Demon had been hiding in the sedan chair, and couldn't help but think if the righteous path had played its hypocritical and shameless side again.

Letting a person with deep cultivation impersonate a young generation disciple of the Qingyun Sect, making the Blood-Sucking Old Demon underestimate him, thereby killing him in one fell swoop.

For a time, many people in the Demon Sect cursed at the righteous sects, bluntly saying they were despicable, shameless, and insidious.

The righteous sects were stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, not to be outdone, and cursed back, even saying that evil magic was not even one ten-thousandth of Daoist true law.

Just as several escape lights sped over, the crowd of Demon Sect monsters scattered like birds and beasts, but it was Tian Buyi and his wife, and Cangsong Daoren who arrived.

When several people landed, the sedan chair also landed, and a youth in yellow robes walked out.

Seeing his demeanor, everyone couldn't help but secretly praise.

"Master, Mistress, disciple heard the movement on Liubo Mountain, so I rushed over all the way."

As soon as Tian Buyi saw the youth in yellow robes, he immediately lost his demeanor as a strict teacher, especially since he had just heard the movement of his disciple reporting his name against the Blood-Sucking Old Demon.

Thinking that the righteous sects on Liubo Mountain already knew that he had accepted a monstrously gifted disciple, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

But Su Ru didn't have her husband's fake seriousness. As soon as she saw the youth in yellow robes, she pulled him to the side with a full face of smiles, asking with concern, and Tian Ling'er and others also immediately surrounded him.

Starry night.

On the mountainside on the south side of Liubo Mountain, outside a cave.

The youth in yellow robes quietly enjoyed the full moon in the sky, while Lin Jingyu stood to the side.

"During the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, I thought you were the genius comparable to Qingye Zushi. Today I truly realized that your talent is probably higher than Qingye Zushi."

Lin Jingyu's tone paused, and he said lightly:

"Since you have entered the Shangqing Realm and your cultivation can be on par with the heads of the various peaks, have you discovered the culprit of that year?"

"I have discovered some clues." Zhuang Buran raised his eyes and looked at the full moon.

"Who is it?"

Lin Jingyu stared fixedly at the youth in yellow robes.

"I also keep the hatred of destroying the village and the family in my heart. I also don't like the phrase 'people die and debts disappear'."

Zhuang Buran turned and waved his hand:

"Jingyu, just wait with peace of mind, we will have a day when the great revenge is avenged."

For the next ten days or so, I don't know why, the people in the Demon Sect disappeared, and no matter how the righteous sects searched, they couldn't find their traces.

This night, the wind and rain were heavy, the waves were higher than one another, and there was a faint tearing sound in the depths of the sea.

On the mountainside on the south side of Liubo Mountain, dozens of rays of light flew out and flew toward the depths of the sea.

During the process of everyone flying, the sky thundered, and lightning danced like snakes, and huge waves as high as small mountains suddenly rose in the sea.

When the huge waves fell, a strange beast more than six or seven feet tall appeared, with a cyan color all over its body, shaped like a cow, but with no horns on its head, and only one extremely sturdy foot under its belly.

Just at this time, a group of mysterious men in black appeared from nowhere and set up a red light circle for the strange beast.

"Shaped like a cyan cow, single-footed without horns, roaring like thunder, this is the ancient strange beast Kuiniu."

Tian Buyi's eyes condensed:

"It seems that the Demon Sect went to great lengths to come to Liubo Mountain just for this ancient different species, and I don't know what conspiracy they are plotting again."

Su Ru said in a deep voice:

"Fortunately, Seventh reminded us in time, otherwise Kuiniu would probably have been collected by the Demon Sect."

But I saw the red light circle in the distance suddenly rise, forming a spectacular red light wall, trapping Kuiniu in the light wall, and a red ancient tripod appeared above it.

A middle-aged scholar stood on it, holding the Dharma seal with his hands across his chest, chanting mantras in a low voice.

"Cannot let the Demon Sect monsters succeed."

Tian Buyi, who was the first to charge, sacrificed the Red Flame Immortal Sword. With a slight thought, the immortal sword turned into a fire dragon dancing in the sky. It tore through the dark clouds, rushed into the nine heavens, and charged toward the middle-aged scholar.

A ray of light flashed, and with a "boom", a white-faced scholar blocked the fire dragon that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

Several more rays of light flashed, and two figures appeared, one was a bald-headed old man, and the other was a dwarf with a fierce appearance but a very short stature.

Cangsong Daoren arrived later and sneered:

"Good, you old guys, finally you have all come out one by one."

The youth in yellow robes, who had been following Tian Buyi unhurriedly, had a hint of curiosity on his face:

"Master, do you know the background of these three people blocking the way?"

Tian Buyi frowned slightly:

"The dwarf is called Baidu Zi, a monster of the Wandu Sect of the Demon Sect. The bald-headed one is the Duanmu Old Ancestor of Jieshi Mountain. As for this white-faced scholar, I have never met him before. The person in the distance trying to collect Kuiniu is most likely the Sect Leader of this generation of the Ghost King Sect of the Demon Sect that Xiao Yicai mentioned."

(End of chapter)