Chapter 249: Where to get the leaning sky sword, crossing the sea to behead the long whale

The setting sun slanted, and the dark red soil soaked with blood under Chang'an city seemed to be able to squeeze out blood if someone reached out and grabbed it. Piles of corpses accumulated on the plain outside the city, and a flag with the word "Tang" was inserted obliquely into the ground.

Beside it, broken armor was draped over the corpses of the Tang army soldiers.

Weapons full of gaps, with their spiritual light polluted and already broken, were tightly held in their hands. The corpses of that team of Tang soldiers spread forward from not far from the Chang'an city gate, one by one, until the very center of the battlefield.

Hundreds of corpses, and the last one to fall was still that flag.

This was a corner of the entire battlefield, a part of the huge battle of the Tang army escorting the people into the city.

The wandering knight in cloth clothes had his flying sword's spiritual light extinguished, his body pierced by three or four long spears, supporting himself without falling; the butcher, holding a butcher's knife with a blade width of one palm made of overseas cold iron, had his broken knife, and even before he died, he was still vigorously hacking and killing. The demon army corpses beside him were all cut into two sections at the waist.

The headless monk, holding a convenient shovel, knelt on the battlefield with his hands folded and eyes closed, with countless fragmented demon army corpses in front of him, as if praying.

And the Daoist priest standing behind him, with his eyes open, his whole body's blood already sprayed out as thunder light, turning the dozens of demon troops in front of him into coke, his own remains like withered wood.

A dwarf with a foreign face had half of his body buried in the soil, and on top of his head was the horse belly of a demon army cavalryman whose stomach had been opened by his scimitar. He was nailed to the ground by a long spear from the horse along with the horse; the man who had shown off his magic in the West Market of Chang'an had a melon vine on his shoulder that had already withered, draining his flesh and blood.

Dozens of strange melons with flesh and blood beside him were smashed, trampled by horse hooves, and split by knives and axes, the flesh and blood inside splashing out, which was extremely strange.

On the battlefield, many demon army heads also rolled to the ground like those melons. The death state of the heads was exactly the same as that of the melons. A demon army captain's long knife pierced the head of that man, but it was a melon with eyebrows and eyes, and inside was golden light. The man left a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his arm holding the knife reversed, cutting off his own real head...

Both heads on the man's face fell to the ground.

The expression on one person's face was full of madness, while the other was smiling.

The foreign man who spat fire still had charcoal in his mouth before he died, his throat already burned to dark red, like the charred black of lava; a huge peacock lamp artifact, surrounded by countless corpses, thousands of demon troops accumulated corpses beside it, some had their heads smashed by the demon-descending pestle, were shocked to death by the Zen singing, with no wounds on the surface, but their muscles and bones were completely shattered, and there were also corpses burned to death by a line of lamp fire, leaving only red marks on their eyebrows.

The head of the peacock lamp, a hand seal that looked like a secret teaching transmission but was full of demonic qi, was printed on the peacock dharma crown, piercing the heart of the monk sitting on it.

The one-horned dragon snake had countless silver threads falling from its mouth, entangling hundreds of demon troops beside it, but it was burned through its head by a poisonous fire, revealing the remains of five cultivators who had hidden in the dragon snake's belly and sacrificed the dragon lamp, already turned into poisonous corpses.

Beside it was a centipede with a hundred feet, countless insect feet like knife blades cutting off countless horse legs beside it, and there were dozens of demon army corpses cut at the waist beside it. The centipede was left with countless scars, and along with the people inside, it was cut into meat sauce.

Yet beside these corpses lay the remains of the demon army, ten or a hundred times greater in number. Their mutated demonic bodies, covered in bone spurs and tentacles, resembled demonic zombie monsters. The dense malevolent qi, baleful qi, and demonic qi made this battlefield resemble the Nine Heavens Demon Realm. However, the moment every demon soldier died, the demon lord, demon soul, and demonic thoughts within their hearts were all invisibly shattered the instant they left their bodies.

The closer to Chang'an city, the more demon troops whose demon heads in their bodies were shocked to death by sound.

In all parts of the battlefield, arrows with talisman paper tied to the tail of the arrowhead were covered. Those arrows were like agile swimming fish, and even on the most scorched and chaotic battlefield, there were remnants. In a corpse field where the volunteer army and demon army were fighting and crossing like dog teeth, about one-tenth of the demon troops were killed by those arrows.

Where the arrows were most dense, countless poisonous corpses fell backward in concentric circles, with about ten thousand poisonous corpses.

And at that blank point without a single arrow, a silver short knife, with its blade broken, lay in the dust.

The remains of several artifacts were scattered beside the broken blade, and in the direction facing this point, the Corpse Poison Sect Master reached out and pointed at that point. The affectionate sword pierced his heart and nailed it to the corpse of the Corpse Poison Fu Fu Lao Mo. His corpse was still roaring at the sky at the last moment, and was torn by a thunder light, tearing at least thousands of demon corpses flying and scattering poisonous ash, scattering around like ash snowflakes, covering a radius of several miles.

On the battlefield full of corpses, this place was empty, and only his corpse knelt there.

One thunder sound moved, countless poisonous corpses turned to ash; one sky thunder rose, the poisonous miasma in the sky was like torn silk; the last sword was like flowing light, ending the life of the demon head.

At the farthest end of the battlefield, less than ten miles away from the demon army's building ship, it was also the most tragic place.

Countless artifact remains were scattered here. Every step, an artifact's spiritual light was beaten away, and broken artifacts covered in scars fell into the dust. Every ten steps forward, hundreds of demon head corpses were displayed, but at the same time, there were also hundreds of Daoist and Buddhist rogue cultivators, and even the corpses of volunteer troops who were also demon cultivators, who died in battle here.

In the place where the corpses on this battlefield were most dense, countless sword marks were scattered. At the core, the sword marks were broken, and the battle armor on Yan Shu's body was almost torn and destroyed. The armor pieces were scattered here, carrying spots of blood, but there was a last knife mark that cut off one arm of the Yu Changsheng Sect Master.

And in the place closest to Chang'an city, under the city wall, from far to near, dozens of fallen building ships, some were hit into two sections at the waist, some had their ship bows shattered, some were still burning with raging sky thunder true fire, and some were split open from the front, like being pierced by a sharp blade.

In the place closest to the city wall, the remains of the white bone building ships were dense, piled up like a small mountain.

Radiating from the city wall, the strong magnetic light remained, still recording the light and shadow of that moment—the blood sails of the white bone building ships in the sky spread endlessly, and a black and white magnetic light was released from a magnetic bottle hovering on the city wall, mixed with countless thunder sands, unparalleled, and the thunder light, which was so strong that the magnetic light could not record it, shot out, instantly shooting down and destroying half of the hundreds of building ships.

And on that city wall, seven broken strings were neatly chopped off. The broken zither strings swung out, cutting to pieces the corpses of hundreds of demon troops, covering that piece of city wall.

The magnetic light recorded two figures closest to the remaining magnetic field. One was Brother Qian Chen getting up holding the zither, waving his palm like a knife, breaking the zither strings himself. The seven strings collapsed like knives and swords, slashing toward the demon shadows of dozens of old demon path demons.

One was the back of a middle-aged scholar, facing Brother Qian Chen, his hands empty, only breaking the spiritual light left by the thunder light electric lock.

The Dragon Sparrow Ring fell into the dust, the jade ring was covered with cracks, the Qinghong Sword broke the seal itself, erupted with a sword light that pierced the city wall, beheading several old demon heads under the sword, and shattering the protective demon treasures on their bodies together.

Moving forward, it was the dozens of figures fighting in the sky above the golden light curtain rising from the Chang'an Great Array.

With the countless temples in Chang'an city as the root, the countless thoughts and faith power of the people in the city turned into golden smoke rising to the sky, like an ocean of light mist, gathering toward those temples, official temples, imperial palaces, military camps, and even flower buildings and mansions.

The earth vein spiritual qi, along with the magic power of countless cultivators in Chang'an city and the thoughts of the people, rushed into the sky and entered a huge and mysterious array that could not be described in words. Above Chang'an city, a phantom of a Daoist was condensed.

A spiritual bead hovered in front of the Daoist's chest. With the body of the array spirit, it transcended the level of the Primordial Spirit True Immortal. If it weren't for the deep demon abyss under the Daoist's seat that kept spitting out endless demonic qi, and the roars of countless gods and demons faintly coming from it, just this array spirit would be enough to suppress the million demon troops.

In that demon abyss, a seven-horned demon dragon was tossing and turning, crashing into the seal.

Hundreds of arms reaching out from the demon abyss, with either a single eye shooting out demonic light or a big mouth with dense sharp teeth in the palm, pulled toward the Daoist transformed by the array spirit.

Under the Daoist's phantom, a stone tablet condensed by demonic qi was contending with that spiritual bead... Between the stone tablet and the spiritual bead, Brother Qian Chen jumped up, and the Profound Yellow Xuan Huang Ruyi in his hand slashed out, the flowing clouds and flying sleeves danced, suppressing the several demon path artifacts that were bombarding him.

An old demon standing in front of him had his protective artifact slashed open by that profound yellow light, and then the Profound Yellow Xuan Huang Ruyi smashed down on his head, shattering his entire skull. The Xuan Huang Ruyi, stained with yellow, white, and many filth, was truly like a bone flower in Brother Qian Chen's hand, turning into countless phantoms, smashing toward all directions...

In mid-air, watching dozens of old demons and demon generals besieging Brother Qian Chen, the foreign monk of the Black Witch Sect had only eight skulls left on his neck, a full half less. One of his eyes was pierced with a blood hole, and the other eye revealed strong hatred, wishing he could cut Brother Qian Chen into a thousand pieces.

Li Li Linfu beside him manipulated the Great Heavenly Demon Tablet, faintly contending with the Shangqing Bead in the Chang'an Great Array. But at least half of his attention was on Brother Qian Chen below.

The foreign monk said solemnly: "This time, he should be at the end of his rope! Look at his hands trembling when he kills!" ===== CHAPTER 250 =====