Chapter 1233: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1233 Demon God Beifeng

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Among them, the most eye-catching was a silver giant wolf a hundred zhang tall.

It was lunging forward, its two front paws extended ahead.

Its wolf head lowered, its huge mouth half-open.

The sharp teeth in its mouth were each as thick as an adult's arm, and silver-white light flames still lingered between them, yet to be spat out.

At this moment, both its body and the light flames were frozen together.

Finally fixed at the instant it surged from its throat but had not yet been sprayed out.

Jin Buhuan recognized the silver giant wolf at a glance: "This is Demon God Beifeng, missing for a long time.

I never expected He really entered the Eternal Night Ruins, and never came out again."

For a demon beast to reach the Demon God realm is still very rare.

Countless same-kind contend, countless same-kind seize.

Not only must one stand out, but one's strength must also surpass all opponents.

And Demon God Beifeng was among the outstanding ones, but no matter how powerful, now hasn't He become like this.

The Eternal Night Ruins will treat every life that enters fairly.

"Strange, why are they like this?"

"Still fighting the previous second, all stagnant the next second?"

"It is said that the Eternal Night Ruins will suddenly appear a frozen zone; anything inside will fall into a state of time standstill!"

"Then... what do we do?"

"Don't get close, we'll detour around here!"

The five paused for several breaths near Demon God Beifeng's frozen body, then quickly made a decision, immediately detouring around this area.

Even an existence at the Demon God level had no power to resist; if it were the five of them, the result would not be any different.

The group adjusted their direction, taking Xu Zhangqing's sensing as the main guide, cutting into the void outside the frozen zone.

During the detour, they saw several more frozen Demon Gods, as well as a huge xiuxian zhe flying ship.

The ship bore the mark of some ancient sect long since disappeared, and the ship body was split into two halves.

The two halves of the hull floated separately in the void, several hundred zhang apart.

In between, countless magic treasures and xiuxian zhe sealed in mid-air were scattered.

Such a scene made those who saw it feel uneasy in mind and spirit.

After detouring around the frozen zone, the environment ahead changed.

The original dead silence was replaced by a low humming.

The humming could not be heard with the ears; only the bones could clearly perceive the low-frequency vibration squeezing in from all directions at once.

Underfoot was still a pure black plane.

Only the temperature was lower.

It made people's emotions involuntarily low and oppressed.

"The power of dead silence here is at least three times stronger than in the Slumber Zone."

Luo Qinghan increased the thickness of the Vacuum Law Realm by another layer; the ice-blue spiritual shield condensed from the Cold Moon Law developed fine cracks on its surface under the pressure of the low-frequency humming.

Although the cracks were patched up as they appeared, the gap between the repair speed and the cracking speed was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the distance drew closer, that response had changed from an initial faint perception into a clear and discernible continuous fluctuation, even faintly stimulating Xu Zhangqing's cultivated Creation Heavenly Scripture.

He had an intuition that the last bit of opportunity of the Creation Dao was at some position ahead, very close now.

Just then, dozens of black shadows rushed over at extreme speed.

Each black shadow was comparable to an adult, and its body surface was covered with a layer of constantly writhing black mist; beneath the mist, no substantial flesh or bones could be seen, only two hollow eye sockets emitting a sinister green light floated there.

These black shadows pounced before the five people in an extremely short time.

Baili Hong reacted with godlike speed, immediately placing his saber before his body to block the first one's pounce.

The moment the blade edge contacted the black shadow, the White Tiger Killing Qi and the mist on the black shadow's body surface underwent an extremely violent collision.

The killing qi tore open a large area of the mist, revealing a withered humanoid body beneath the mist that was almost nothing but a skeleton.

On the body, remnants of rotted and tattered Dharma robe strips still remained.

On the strips, one could faintly discern that this was the mark of some sect on Beili Xuezhou.

Jin Buhuan took out a stack of spirit talismans specially made by the Wanxiang Chamber of Commerce from his waist; he stuck the spirit talismans onto the ground with extremely fast technique, then introduced: "Friends, these are the mortal remains of xiuxian zhe left behind after being devoured by the Eternal Night Ruins, now called Night Walkers."

"These fellows travel in groups, and their strength is formidable!"

After the spirit talismans landed, they activated on their own; every talisman inscription released a circle of golden spirit light barrier toward the front.

The moment the barrier contacted the black shadows, it emitted an extremely piercing sizzling sound.

Zizi zi!

The black mist on the black shadows' body surfaces, under the shining of the spirit light barrier, boiled violently like boiling water; the mist constantly peeled away, revealing more withered and rotten remains below.

But the number of Night Walkers was truly too many.

From the first wave of dozens to the second wave of over a hundred, then to the third wave of black shadows surging from farther away, in no more than a dozen breaths, the area around the five people had already been tightly surrounded by dense Night Walkers, watertight.

"They are not charging at us, but at him."

Mo Li suddenly spoke, raising a hand to point at Xu Zhangqing: "Xu Dao Friend, some fluctuation on Your body has alarmed all the Night Walkers within a radius of a hundred li."

"What's there to fear? Slaughter them all!"

Baili Hong grinned, his saber bursting into a blinding white light as he took the offensive, his whole body transforming into a whirlwind carrying the war souls of nine white tigers.

Wherever the blade passed, the Night Walkers were sliced apart in swathes.

Shattered black mist and rotting bones tumbled through mid-air like rain.

His swordplay was brutally simple to the extreme, but in an environment like the Eternal Night Ruins, it was precisely the most effective way to respond.

Divine Sense was suppressed.

Perception was interfered with.

Every action was slowed by spatial interference.

Instead, this instinctive, sweeping approach could create the greatest damage in the shortest time with the least consumption.

"So-called Night Walkers? They seem to be nothing more than this!"

Luo Qinghan narrowed her eyes; in the instant Baili Hong sheathed his saber, she unleashed the Cold Moon Law, freezing the surging black mist and the new batch of Night Walkers about to surge forward in place at the same time.

Truly worthy of being senior sister and junior brother, their coordination was highly tacit.

Baili Hong cleared the path, Luo Qinghan established the blockade.

Between one attack and one defense, they forcibly tore a path leading deep into the district from the encirclement of hundreds of Night Walkers.

The five people advanced quickly along the torn-open path.

Along the way, Jin Buhuan tossed a large amount of spirit talismans to both sides; after these talismans landed, the golden radiance barriers they formed could only last a dozen breaths or so, but they were enough to provide one buffer zone after another for the team.

Mo Li stayed close beside Xu Zhangqing, and her Shadow Law produced unexpected effects in this environment.

Those Night Walkers, when approaching Xu Zhangqing, were silently dragged into the shadows by Mo Li and then tossed out from another direction ten zhang away.

Although they would not suffer any injury in the shadows, they would lose their sense of direction.

After being tossed out, they often needed quite a while to relock onto their target, namely Xu Zhangqing, who was constantly sensing the Creation Dao opportunity!