Chapter 172 171. The battle begins! (8.3K words-big chapter please subscribe)
Snow Country, above the Fire Demon Sect.
The evil explosion crossed the realm and shattered the ghost infant statue that almost showed signs of life with just one blow.
Mu Chai Yang was wailing and burning in the air.
At this moment, the entire Fire Worshiping Demon Sect felt as if it had been stabbed in the back, with streaks of rainbow light rising up and surrounding Song Yan.
The matter of the sacrifice was still a secret, and Mu Xianyang's current state was naturally attributed to Song Yan's actions.
"Sect Master!"
"Sect Master!"
Suddenly, some monks approached Mu Chaoyang. The one closest to him was caught by Mu Chaoyang and was bathed in the sacrificial fire. The other monk was so frightened that he hurriedly left and looked at Song Yan with a stern look in his eyes.
Obviously, this is Mu Xianyang's absolute confidant. If something goes wrong, he won't think it's the sect leader who has the problem, but he will only think that the ancient tribesman was too cruel.
His lips moved, and Song Yan's hand also moved, summoning several souls from the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and moved slightly.
The soul comes out.
The monk hurriedly used his mysterious weapon to resist.
boom!
Soul explosion!
The mysterious weapon was shattered.
The monk was also shattered.
No matter what he wanted to say, what he cursed, or what he argued with Song Yan, it didn't matter anymore.
A dead person cannot say anything or make any noise.
In the previous fight with Mu Liyang, Song Yan had the idea of going all out, so he gathered the evil spear, but to deal with these monks, let alone the giant soul swallowing, even the ordinary soul explosion technique was enough.
However, there was resentment in the eyes of the surrounding Fire Worshiping Demon Sect monks.
Some of them did not have a good relationship with Mu Xianyang, but just had a sense of anger that made them feel cold. As for the low-level monks, they banded together out of fear and showed a sense of resistance.
The Fire Worshiping Demon Sect is at least the most powerful sect in the Snow Kingdom. Even though it is not as good as the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, it should not be killed at will without any reason.
Song Yan didn't like killing people, so he glanced at the many monks rising into the sky and said: "There is something wrong with the flame you worship. This fire is the fire that corrodes life. The wood splitting the sun is just playing with fire and burning yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a crazy ferocious flash in the eyes of the leading monk, as if he wanted to say something to interrupt him or refute him.
Song Yan raised his hand.
Several evil spirits exploded again, shattering the monk's protection and causing him to explode into a ball of flesh and blood fireworks in mid-air.
After killing this person, he patiently explained: "Not only does this person not show any remorse, he also wants to continue to seduce you. He really deserves to die.
Okay
Now I give you two ways.
One, stop practicing the exercises immediately, stay away from the Snow Country, and stay away from fire worship. For this group of people, I will issue a letter of introduction to let you switch to another school and practice again;
The other is to live and die with the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect.
No matter which path you choose, others are not allowed to interfere, otherwise you will die! ”
If a hostile sect invades, they will naturally fight to the death.
But these monks grew up with the idea that "the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is a superior country, and we need to obey the orders of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan". Therefore, facing the powerful envoy Song Yan, they did not fight desperately. courage.
This is just like the royal family of a country coming to a local place, reading out the charges, and beheading the local general. The general and his subordinates will be angry, but basically no one will rebel.
After he finished speaking, he saw the expressions of emotion in the eyes of many Demon Sect disciples, but they did not dare to take the lead due to the power of the elders of the sect, so he spotted a group of young monks and said warmly: "Little guys, what are you doing? Young people, if there is a better way, you should walk more and take a look instead of wasting your life here, come here.”
His words gave courage to the low-level monks.
The Demon Sect had no loyalty to begin with, but now with the support of this mysterious and terrifying power, all the Xuan Xuan cultivators flew towards Song Yan.
People have a tendency to follow the crowd, and so do monks.
Soon, many monks who were loyal to the sect and didn't know why they were standing there all came behind Song Yan.
There are only a dozen or so people left.
The leader said coldly: "As an envoy of an ancient tribe, I destroyed a large sect of a country for an unfounded reason. If this news comes out, the rest of the country will be shaken!
Today is just because the sect leader believed in you and came to see you, so you were attacked by you. If our sect activates the formation in advance, you may not be able to succeed easily!
Although we have not been able to launch a large formation, will the next time the Yuguo sect meets you people of the ancient clan, will it be the same as before? ”
"It's unnecessary?"
Song Yan snorted coldly and said, "Are you an elder of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect? Do you really think it's okay for you to worship fire?"
The elder said: "My Demonic Sect's Kung Fu is designed to achieve rapid progress, even if it has some side effects, it is normal!"
Song Yan glanced at Mu Chaoyang, who was already burning and had lost his voice, as well as Mu Chaoyang's confidants, and said, "What about them?"
The elder said: "It's just that I got carried away and suffered a backlash!"
Normally, the powerful ancient people would only be angry after hearing these words, and would immediately kill the person in front of them, because such people are really stubborn.
But there was a strange look in Song Yan's eyes.
He sensed something was wrong.
"I didn't expect that there is a loyal person like you in the Demon Sect."
After saying that, he turned his head and looked at another elder who had been standing behind him for a long time, and asked: "Do you think he is right?"
The elder stared forward and said sternly: "Elder Feng, have you lost your mind and gone crazy? The envoy said that there is something wrong with the fire. I think about it carefully and I feel that it is indeed groundless. Why are you insisting?"
The elder said: "Elder Zhao! This fire is the source of our practice. If you lose it, you will lose the future of cultivation and the path of cultivation! Do we still have time to start over?"
Elder Feng is the elder standing opposite Song Yan.
Elder Zhao was standing behind Song Yan.
Elder Zhao looked at Song Yan carefully.
Song Yan said directly: "Those who can't cultivate to the end are just making wedding clothes for others. This fire burns your lives, but it makes others happy."
Elder Zhao was stunned for a moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was very possible that such a thing was happening.
Elder Feng on the other side said sternly: "Don't listen to his nonsense! This fire is the foundation of our Fire Worshiping Demon Sect and the foundation of the Snow Kingdom! Whoever touches it will destroy our Demon Sect and our Snow Kingdom!
Everyone born and raised here, no matter who wants to destroy the country, we must resist, even the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is no exception! outside! ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Feng shot towards Song Yan like crazy, thoughts weaving together into a powerful energy offensive. This was clearly a strong man in the early stage of the Zi Mansion!
It's no wonder that someone who has the courage to stand opposite Song Yan must be at least in the Zifu realm.
Song Yan didn't even look at him and raised his hand to grab him.
There are a few missing souls in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
The next moment, cause and effect turned into evil.
The evil solid needle.
A needle through the heart.
boom!
burst!
Elder Feng exploded without any surprise.
Song Yan raised his hand to move Elder Feng's soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but then the exploded corpse and even the soul suddenly burned with tragic red flames.
The monks watched all this in silence.
This time, everyone saw it clearly.
The fire was set on Elder Feng's body.
Song Yan waved his hand, and souls flew out from the flags, chasing the monks behind Elder Feng.
Thrilling but brilliant fireworks soon exploded in the sky.
After a moment, Song Yan looked at Elder Zhao, who was still in shock, and said calmly: "Take me to search the Demon Sect's secret place. I want to find the center of the formation."
Elder Zhao nodded hurriedly.
Song Yan then looked at Zifu who was coming with him and said: "Arrange the testing of the divine soul jade slips, and then let these disciples move westward in advance. Two-way selection, let them go to a suitable sect again."
Na Zifu hurriedly said respectfully: "Yes!"
After seeing how terrifying this ancient genius was, he completely changed his attitude.
And this scene will also be known to the top leaders of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
This is also the reason why Song Yan uses soul blast spells from beginning to end.
He wanted to prove to himself again: he was the reincarnation of Feng Chengzi, but he just lost his memory.
However, something was wrong with Elder Feng, which made him realize that the demon monk had really done a lot in the past fifty years, and the sacrifice of the demon infants of the Fire Worship Demon Sect was indeed a core part of its layout.
Now, everything he has done is most likely known to the Demon Monk.
Because the ancient clan has a lot of earth profound energy, it is easy to send messages.
He and the Demon Monk may be the only two beings in the world who still control the power of the King of Tigers.
However, after he transformed into a ghost, he couldn't let ordinary ghosts leave the body, but the demon monk could use it to his fullest.
The devil knows how many demons it has created, how many people it has taken away, and how many people it has infiltrated in the past fifty years.
If there is a high realm, the demon monk will bewitch you.
At a low level, it is transformed and penetrated.
The demon monk has no soul and is not a human being. It is just the strange cause and effect caused by the obsession of suffering and the evil thoughts from outside the world. How can it still have any humanity at all? How is it possible that you still have a little bit of Taoism?
It took away the body of the Insect King, not so much that it took away the body, but rather that it completely distorted the soul of the Insect King through its own weird cause and effect.
The Insect King is actually still an Insect King, but he is just an Insect King whose own cause and effect has been suppressed by the Demon Monk.
In this case, the demon monk naturally gave full play to his role and spread his ghosts all over the world.
Fortunately, the detection of the jade slips of the gods allowed Song Yan to detect the hidden aura of the ghost.
The next day, he actually found twenty-six demons among the disciples of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect.
Song Yan killed them casually, and then continued to search for the center of the sacrifice array.
"That boy, I already know who he is.
He is in the Snow Country.
He is as cunning as one of our own kind.
Without any information and completely unaware of your existence, he actually went crazy to kill the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect!
I got the news that he has killed Mu Riyang, and he is searching for the center of the sacrifice array!
Although it is only one of the nine formations, it is the most important formation.
I'm still on the road and can't make it in time.
Now, if you don't show some real skills, I'm afraid everything will be ruined! ”
The demon monk hurriedly communicated with a certain communicator.
After a long time, a faint voice came.
"Send a Zifu realm to the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.
I'll borrow his body first. ”
The demon monk said: "Do you really think I am omnipotent? I can't control the Zifu Realm. Now it's time for you to find a way."
A faint voice said: "Who is he?"
The demon monk said: "Tang Han. However, his name before taking over the body should be Song Yan. He also pretended to be Zhang Han."
After leaving the Soul Thrust of the King of Insects, the Demon Monk had already used his identity as the Insect King to follow the clues and figure out many things.
"Tang Han? Zhang Han? Song Yan? I understand. In this case, there is no rush, but we can't let him continue to destroy. You and others, please come to the Ice Mirror Wasteland." The faint voice responded, and then disappeared. movement.
The blue ice edges reflected countless broken scenes like a kaleidoscope, and something seemed to be beating violently at the end of the deep darkness.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The sounds of horror and hidden magic beat regularly. If an ordinary monk were here, every sound would be enough to break his heart and bleed to death.
It was a huge "egg" like a chicken, but this "egg" did not exist for breeding, but for sealing. The sealing inside and outside completely blocks foreign objects inside.
There are obviously a lot of foreign objects, but there are far fewer of them that are still in the "active" state. Even though they are still struggling wildly, they can no longer escape. It is only a matter of time before they are completely digested.
But on one side of the dome, a strange plume of black smoke suddenly slipped out.
The black smoke was like a snake, swimming through the secret realm of the thousand-flower mirror and ice, slowly going out, and came to another ice field.
There are corpses or living bodies frozen on the ice sheet.
The only ones who can come here are at least Jianggong realm monks, and once they encounter the snow state among the three states of the tumor realm, they will not die themselves, but will only be frozen in cause and effect, sleeping here in a weird state. .
This black smoke is naturally the existence of the heavenly demon system in the "second layer of the sea of suffering" - the Nine Sons Demon Mother.
Although its main body cannot be separated, a ray of breath can escape in an emergency.
Previously, it wanted to occupy the body of a Zifu monk and escape, but it did not have such a body.
Therefore, it had to come to the frozen ice and snow to find a suitable body.
Like the Demon Monk, it has no soul, so the prerequisite for it to find its target is that the target must still be alive.
However, the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold has been closed for many years, and it is really not easy to find a suitable body within it.
After some searching, it landed on a frozen body.
Underneath it is a long-legged female cultivator.
Wearing a sterling silver sword robe, with long hair disheveled, eyes open blankly
The Nine Sons Demon Mother stared at the body seriously, her sight could penetrate the body's surface, go deep into the soul, and glimpse the frozen cause and effect.
Looking at it, it seemed to have made a decision and plunged down suddenly.
Ice and snow that can freeze cause and effect cannot affect it at all.
Black smoke seeped into the frozen soil and penetrated along the female cultivator's ears and nose.
A moment
Bang!
The frozen ground shattered.
The female cultivator stepped out.
"Su Yao? In the middle of Jianggong? There is still a trace of causality with Song Yan. It is destined."
"This body is already approaching its end, but because of the frozen soil, has its lifespan been slightly extended?
If it weren't for grandma, I wouldn't have chosen you. ”
A moment
"Well, it's not completely useless.
There is actually a trace of the ancient clan's soul inheritance in this body. This inheritance aura is quite familiar. Let me see what's going on, grandma. ”
Another moment.
"Oh, it turns out to be the ancient Lingbo tribe.
That's not the wrong choice.
Jie Jie Jie, what a poor little guy.
Let me, grandma, reopen this sealed soul inheritance for you. ”
"In this way, you can better use me!"
Amidst the strange laughter, the silver-robed female cultivator's body was filled with black energy. The black energy seemed to have broken some seal in her body, making her body look even more weird and light, like a gust of wind or a stream of water. Water, soft and gentle.
The sword can cut through paper and iron, but it cannot cut through water.
Even if the water is temporarily cut off, it will quickly recover and continue to flow.
The innate soul inheritance of the Lingbo Ancient Clan is like water. No matter what force attacks them, they will avoid it like water, so they cannot be really hit at all. Even in the face of those attacks that are sure to hit, such as cause and effect tracking, they can escape by throwing away Use your belongings to deflect attacks.
This is the terrifying talent of the Lingbo Ancient Clan.
It's not about physical fitness, it's not about cultivation, it's about dodging easily.
After getting through the inheritance, the Demon Mother Su Yao walked leisurely on this frozen soil.
Although her body is only in the middle stage of Jianggong, the power hidden in her soul is a breath of the Nine Sons Demon Mother.
If the Demonic Monk at the level of obsession is actually the counterpart of the Divine Infant, then the Demonic Mother of Nine Sons will only be above it!
I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.
Demon Mother Su Yao will not go out rashly. If the Snow Country Formation must be destroyed, then let it be destroyed.
Anyway, although the formation is very important, there is more than one, and there are more than nine.
Those large formations have long been distributed throughout this continent.
The thousand-year layout is not so easy to be broken.
It borrows the power of the demon monk, but it does not completely rely on the demon monk.
At this time, as she moved around, many dead monks appeared one by one under the frozen soil. They had many storage bags hidden on their bodies. Some of them could still be seen even through the ice, and these storage bags There must be various resources in it.
However, Demon Mother Su Yao doesn't care about these resources at all, because there are better and more suitable ones.
That is the entire inheritance of the Lingbo Ancient Clan!
She just happened to know.
Because she happened to witness the destruction of the ancient Lingbo clan with her own eyes!
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After a long time, Demon Mother Su Yao came to the outermost secret realm of Soul Threshold. Two black smokey hands spread forward, grabbing the edge of the secret realm that was about to be completely opened and pulling hard.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
More aura of bitter sea rushed out.
Accompanied by this is the release of the soul threshold aura!
Ice Mirror Soul Threshold was completely born, born ahead of schedule!
After doing this, Demon Mother Su Yao quickly walked into the next secret realm.
The secret realm is a secret realm with many mansions. It is obvious that someone once lived here, but now they are all gone.
As Demon Mother Su Yao stepped in, many furniture in the mansion turned into powder.
In the darkness, there are strange figures occupied by evil spirits, but they seem to be afraid, and quickly move away as the Demon Mother Su Yao approaches.
Soon, the Demon Mother Su Yao bent down and picked up a wooden sign.
The wooden sign shone brightly, as if it was sensing something, and after a moment, an old sigh came from inside.
‘I never thought that I would meet someone from my clan after such a long time, so come with me.’
Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, Secret Realm.
In the miserable red bonfire, all kinds of debris were burned.
Flames drilled in and out of the seven orifices of the skeleton, and the dazzling light made the dark wilderness flicker.
Song Yan scanned the surroundings and quickly found the center of the so-called "Li Huo Transformation Formation".
Raise your hand.
destruction!
The center of the array was shattered, and the spreading veins gradually withered from their original red color.
Song Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked around cautiously.
Just as he was thinking about it, a voice from Tang Xiaoxuan suddenly sounded: The ice mirror soul threshold has been opened, but it happened to be opened at this time!
Both Tang Xiaoxuan and Ancestor Ning Xin naturally had thoughts that they could communicate with in Song Yan's body.
Song Yan thought for a moment and responded: "Where are the treasure pickers?"
Tang Xiao announced: "We have found it, and it is on the road now. The evil treasure is precious, and it is within the territory of our clan. I can't just sit back and watch this opportunity slip away! However, now that the demon clan is approaching, this ice mirror soul threshold is almost as good as Frontline. My plan is to gather our people here and wait and see what happens.”
Song Yan said: "I'll come right away."
He already felt the demon monk.
Perhaps, the Ice Realm Soul Threshold was the place where he and the Demon Monk dueled.
This is actually not safe, but this time, it is really difficult for him to retreat. If he can't fight with the help of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, then no matter where he hides in the end of the world, he will be chased by the demon monks unscrupulously and then annexed.
Tang Xiaoxuan suddenly said: "You can kill Mu Liyang instantly, which is indeed beyond my expectation.
Even in the early stage of Zi Mansion, he was able to kill the late stage in an instant, which is truly a genius.
If there really is a confrontation, if something goes wrong, you can retreat if you can. Our clan can be without anyone, but we cannot be without you.
Your opportunity and talent, given time, will definitely be an opportunity for our clan to rise completely! ”
Song Yan asked: "Is Patriarch Ning Xin coming?"
Tang Xiao preached: "Ancestor Ning Xin is the last barrier of our ancient tribe, she will not go anywhere.
If the war is not going well, go find her quickly after you leave.
After that, I made a breakthrough with peace of mind by her side, and soon mastered my clan's secret technique "Hundred Phases of Creation and Destruction", and then I didn't go out until I broke through the Divine Infant! ”
Song Yan narrowed his eyes and responded again: "I understand, clan leader."
Immediately, he searched the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect. Although he didn't find any soul treasures, there were quite a few soul weapons.
He directly released the evil spirits stored in the Horcrux and absorbed them all into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
In this way, not only all the evil souls consumed by Elder Feng and others in killing Mu Xianyang were replenished, but a lot more were also added.
A few months later
Ice Mirror Wasteland.
On one side are many empty boats, and there are monks in each circle of formations.
These monks include monks from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the Night King Ancient Clan, monks from hundreds of sects in the two countries, and some monks from surrounding ancient countries who have been quickly sent for support.
On one side, there are swarms of demons, and their auras cover the sky and the sun.
Demons come in different shapes and sizes. The big ones are as big as mountains, while the small ones are only as big as human arms.
There are so many scattered monsters gathered together, and just the shadow of them is already frightening.
There were also many monks gathered around the demon shadow. Those monks were from sects affiliated with the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom.
And Tang Xiaoxuan had already completed the "mobilization work". At this time, all the monks had a burning desire to fight in their eyes.
This is their home.
Here, it is enough to give birth to them, raise them, and bury them.
They could not retreat because monks, like mortals, had a country.
Country subjugation!
Just thinking of such words will make the monks here feel deeply hurt, because it not only means that their country will be annexed, but also that their brothers, teachers, relatives, friends, Taoist companions, descendants and even their families will all be destroyed. .
The fiery fighting spirit is about to rise into the sky, and the light emitted by various treasures has formed a shining field of light here.
On the demon side, there are all kinds of weird auras intertwined together, including poisonous auras, charming auras, miasma auras, golden light, and unknown light auras floating in and out. You can also vaguely see spiders spinning webs and giant elephants neighing.
The demon monk looked calm on the surface, but actually started to panic in his heart.
It really didn’t want to engage in such a big battle!
But somehow, the battle has become so big.
But soon, it became excited and proud again, saying to itself: ‘It is indeed my masterpiece. ’
Behind this chaos, it has contributed a lot of power.
Over the years, it has continued to use "bewitchment" and "ghosts" to plant the seeds of turmoil, but now all these seeds have sprouted, grown leaves, and bloomed!
Its eyes were already fixed on a young man on the empty boat in the opposite camp.
The boy was looking at it too.
Thousands of troops far surpass ordinary people. In the battle between the monks, perhaps everyone has their own hidden agenda and their own desires. But these two people only have eyes for each other.
Song Yan was sitting on an empty chair in the center, with her black hair disheveled, and a beautiful girl sitting on her left leg.
The pretty beauty Xiu Xiu held the spiritual fruit and handed it to the mouth of the Wuxiang ancient clan leader.
She was laughing, but there was a tremor in her laughter.
Song Yan hugged her waist and said calmly: "Don't be nervous."
The pretty beauty Xiu said softly: "The slave family is not nervous when you are around the adults."
Song Yan comforted the female cultivator, "Don't be nervous," and his own nervousness naturally dissipated.
But who wouldn’t be nervous about such a battle?
There are too many variables in this kind of monk war, and no one can guarantee that he will not die, plus.
His eyes fell on the ice wasteland not far away. In the middle of the smooth, mirror-like frozen soil, an entrance to the tumor realm was already emitting strange fluctuations without concealment.
The soul threshold is nearby!
Both Tang Xiaoxuan and Ye Wuzheng were afraid that someone would take advantage of the battle to steal the evil treasure in Soul Threshold, so they both arranged the battlefield here in a tacit understanding.
In this way, the soul threshold is right in front of you, and anyone who wants to enter will be clearly seen.
And this adds to the complexity of the battle.
Song Yan buried his head in the female nun's hair, gently smelling the fragrance, and his restless palms made the female nun giggle.
When the female cultivator smiles, his mood will also relax.
The Buddha couldn't help but smile because he was happy, but he was happy because of the female cultivator in front of him.
Immediately, his eyes fell on the demon monk in the distance again, with a bit of contempt and disdain in his expression.
The demon monk wore a red robe to cover the insect's body and sneered unmoved.
Its whole body is tense and ready to go.
Song Yan relaxed his whole body and flirted with the female cultivator, making love to each other as if no one else was around, making him even happier.
Of course
The Ancient Clan and the Mountain and Sea Monster Clan have always had a lot of grievances.
It was definitely not just Song Yan and the Demon Monk who were eyeing each other, there were also many people who were eyeing their opponents and enemies in the opposite camp.
Old God Tang Xiaoxuan was sitting on the empty boat in front, glancing at the weather at this time.
He is waiting for night.
Because it is night, the Ancient Night King Clan can exert its greatest power.
But Ye Suiyun would not give them such a chance. He floated close to Pilanpo and whispered a few words.
Pilanpo seemed to be impatient, and suddenly turned into a black sway, floated up in the air, and said in a strange voice: "Starting today, let's settle the grudges between the ancient clan and the demon clan!"
Tang Xiaoxuan stood up and shouted: "Invading our land and eating our people are not my race, and they will be punished. You should die!!"
After saying that, he suddenly activated the formation and said sternly: "If you have the ability, come in!"
Swish swish swish swish swish
The formations opened one after another.
The human race is good at attacking with treasures, formations, etc. If they don't care about anything and just rush over to fight with the demon race, then they are sick.
"My lord, you."
The hand of the charming beauty cultivator around Song Yan's neck slowly loosened her grip, because she felt that it was time for Song Yan to have sex.
Song Yan smiled lightly and said, "There's no rush."
Immediately, he leaned back comfortably and raised his hand to eat the mysterious fruit on the table beside him.
Everyone has a favorite way and a habitual way to calm their mood and warm up their fighting spirit. For example, playing chess, drinking tea, sharpening knives, etc.
But Song Yan's preference is women.
The seven emotions and six desires are all the true self. The so-called six desires are nothing more than the six greeds.
Greedy for beauty, greedy for beautiful sounds, greedy for fragrance, greedy for delicious food, greedy for comfort, greedy for pleasure.
The happiness of all living beings comes from this.
And women can bring him these six desires.
Song Yan closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the pretty beauty again, only to feel that his whole body was becoming more and more in a state of blazing six desires.
As if that wasn't enough, he waved to a female cultivator next to him.
The female nun also came closer, bringing different fragrances and different compliments. At the same time, she pressed close to him from behind and began to slowly knead his shoulders.
If these two female cultivators hadn't known that this ancient monk was the genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who had just destroyed the leader of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, they would have thought that he was a useless second-generation ancestor who came to mess with the battlefield experience.
"Sir, you are so amazing"
"My lord, please don't."
Amidst the moans of the two women, a fight in the distance was about to break out.
The demons begin to charge into battle!
In the void, the buzzing sound of insects quickly came, like a sudden rain falling, beating on the array cover.
The surface of the mask, which looked like an ancient well without waves, suddenly had ripples in it, from which talismans of human monks and the like were shot out from time to time, detonating balls of flames in mid-air.
But these bugs were not afraid of the flames at all and continued to penetrate deeper, while monks began to break out of the array, waving Xuanbao to manifest various energies, and repel the bugs that penetrated deeply, just like the small groups released to harass the enemy in the city defense level. cavalry.
With the formation covering, you can advance, attack, retreat or defend.
But the bugs on the Monster Clan side were not injured, and their offensive was overwhelming, as if a big hand covering the sky was slapping the hundreds of array shields of the ancient monks.
Immediately afterwards, the monsters, demons, and monks all moved.
The fight between the two sides went further.
The Ancient Night King Clan did not move out, they were all waiting for nightfall.
Tang Xiaoxuan naturally pushed forward and raised his hand to sacrifice the stake. As he waved it, the stake was hundreds of feet long, crushing it and causing death and injury everywhere. However, after only two hands, it was blocked by a roll of black wind.
Tang Xiaoxuan raised his head and met Pilan Po's gaze.
The two of them rose up in tacit understanding and faced off.
The remaining monks and demons from the Zi Mansion also captured and killed each other.
As for practicing Xuan in Jiang Palace, it was a melee.
The demon monk lined up the crowd and fixed his eyes on Song Yan.
But Song Yan was sitting on the ground in the middle of the army formation, teasing the female cultivators unhurriedly, laughing happily.
"Sir, I hate it."
"Sir, are you still coming?"
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was night.
The moonlight is like frost and snowflakes flying all over the sky.
The ancient Night King clan also took action.
With this move, both sides became more and more fierce.
And many monks began to be exhausted, and deaths began to occur.
More and more people are dying
That night, Song Yan was having an affair with two beautiful beauties on the bloody battlefield. He was very unhappy, and his spirit was also rising rapidly.
At dawn, the two women collapsed softly, and Song Yan took a breath.
He smelled blood and death.
He raised his hand, took out two rejuvenating elixirs and fed them to the two women. Then he patted the two women and said, "Send a letter to Gushe Mountain for me."
After saying that, he actually took out the letter.
The two women received the letter and quickly escaped from the battlefield.
Song Yan then lazily stretched his body, grabbed the blood-red Ten Thousand Souls Banner from the void, stretched out his left hand, and put on the glove inlaid with eight white hole crystal jade in the palm of his hand.
The next moment, his expression suddenly turned grim, and the word "Yin" in his palm was moving crazily, connecting with the "White Hole Crystal Jade" to form the "Ten Thousand Soul Flags Sacrifice and Refining Formation".
"Come!!"
He raised his hand.
The soul that had been brought in after nearly a day and a night of fighting suddenly felt a strong gravitational pull, coming towards him, and immediately entered the flag and became his power!
(End of chapter)