Chapter 302 Ending
Thousands of people who were taken away by Shura are no longer simply the suzerain of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect, but the catastrophe who wants to overthrow the world.
On the road from Huqi Mountain to Tianyin Temple, no matter the secular mortals or righteous demons, as long as they are shrouded in blood mist, they will lose their minds. In life, they will be tireless killing puppets. After death, their flesh and bones will be swallowed up as Shura rations.
Knowing from Zhang Xiaofan the news that the Ghost King Sect was in trouble, Baguio's face turned pale, she took half a step back subconsciously, shook her head and said, "No, this point is false, Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Mountain colluded on purpose He lied to us, father would definitely not do such a thing, didn't he promise his uncle not to explore Shura's power anymore?"
Having said that, Baguio's miserable eyes and anxious expression have revealed her true thoughts.
As the daughter of a generation of tyrannical heroes, she doesn't know that her father intends to control all of her characters after she is unwilling to let others go, what's more, Master Daoxuan didn't know about her and Zhang Xiaofan's trip back to Qingyun, and there was no need for such a big fight Fighting, pulling out a lie that can be easily exposed.
In the final analysis. It's just self-comfort.
Zhang Xiaofan pulled Baguio's hand distressedly, the slender and small rouyi was terribly cold at the moment, the warm and generous palms could not warm up the coldness of the rouyi, but it made the bewildered Baguio feel a little relieved.
"No, if Dad loses his mind and becomes a Shura who only knows how to kill, what about Mother? Mother is still on Huqi Mountain, will she be okay?"
After calming down, Baguio immediately thought of something more terrifying, and subconsciously walked out of the courtyard, "No, I have to go back to Ghost King Zong to have a look."
Knowing that the situation was urgent, Zhang Xiaofan followed immediately, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go back with you."
Zhou Ji and Xiaobai looked at each other, nodded and said, "Currently the righteous people are still unable to penetrate the blood mist and hurt the life of the Wan Sect Master. Compared with the situation of the little idiot, it is indeed more worrying. Xiaobai and I also and go back."
At this moment, some Qingyun disciples who were flying with swords saw the nearby sword light signal and rushed back to Qingyun Mountain one after another. Dozens of streams of light passed over Heyang City, and at the same time four streams of light came from the sky. It rose from the ground in Heyang City, undisguised against the flowing light, crossed with the gathered disciples of Qingyun, and disappeared into the clouds.
Wear the stars and wear the moon, day and night.
Qingyun Mountain is thousands of miles away from Ghost King Sect, Zhou Ji and the others rushed back to Huqi Mountain in only four days after a three- to four-month trip.
Walking through the mist in the forest, Zhou Ji clearly felt that there were no bright posts and secret posts in the dense forest in the past. When they came to the mountain gate, the four of them stopped immediately.
The silent valley is full of rolling rocks and cracked gullies, looking at it from a distance, it looks like a ruin. The blood that has not dissipated for more than half a month is still floating in the valley. Between the collapsed halls and caves, faint You can still see a few walking figures, searching for something in the ruins.
Seemingly seeing Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao's return, those people approached one after another, Zhang Xiaofan found out after some inquiring that they were the most escaped disciples, but they also became the only group of people who survived in the entire Ghost King Sect .
"Then where is my father? And my mother? Where are Aunt You's other protectors?" With Zhang Xiaofan's support, Baguio forced herself to endure bouts of dizziness, anxiously asked, "Where did they go?"
The leading disciple quickly replied, "The suzerain was controlled by some evil thing. That night, he summoned a thick red mist and went straight to the outside of the mountain gate. The Qinglong guardian disappeared, and the Youji guardian was seriously injured. It has already been taken to the sixth son by the madam."
Baguio's feet softened, the nerves that had been tense for several days suddenly loosened, and the whole person fell limply in Zhang Xiaofan's arms, the fingertips stuck in Zhang Xiaofan's arms also stretched, and a little blood color returned.
"Mother is fine, Mother is fine"
Baguio murmured, bowed his head and fell into a deep sleep, Zhang Xiaofan also heaved a sigh of relief, looked down at the haggard person in his arms who looked as haggard as ten years ago, feeling more and more fond of him.
Zhou Ji sighed softly, turned to look at Zhang Xiaofan, "The rebuilding of the Ghost King Sect will not be completed overnight, since the little idiot has arrived at Liuwei, let's meet her first."
Zhang Xiaofan nodded, told the disciple of the Ghost King Sect in front of him to send someone to find the two protectors of Baihu Xuanwu and returned to Huqi Mountain, then picked up Bi Yao, and took her to rush towards Qingqiu without stopping.
Mount Sumeru, Tianyin Temple.
Looking out from the cliff at the back of the mountain, the sky in the distance is no longer the cloudless blue and empty space of the past. At this moment, a violent blood-red light and shadow enveloped the sky, turning into heavy dark clouds, rolling towards Tianyin Temple .
Shenzhou is vast and boundless, monsters and beasts can be seen everywhere, and people's lives are extremely difficult. Tianyin Temple, which is also one of the orthodox sects, is a Buddhist sect, which is naturally different from Qingyun sect, which practiced in seclusion.
While promoting Buddhism, more and more villages have moved to the surrounding areas. Every day, a large number of pilgrims come to burn incense and fulfill their vows. Once again, the gate of the mountain was closed tightly, and even sent disciples to persuade the villages under the mountain to flee here as many as possible to save their lives.
"Dang~~dang~dang."
The blood mist covered the sky with red light, and the dull and distant bells sounded more urgent than ever. The Tianyin Temple was in chaos.
Shura is alive, and the end is coming.
Shura's sudden appearance was beyond everyone's expectations. Within a short period of time, all the disciples sent by Tianyin Temple to investigate were out of ten. Like a Puzhi master whose mind has been polluted by pearls, he becomes violent and bloodthirsty and falls into madness.
You know, the disciples they have sent these few times are all elites in the sect. Seeing them rescued and returned to the temple, they slaughtered their fellow sects. Purification of Buddha light and Sanskrit music are useless. There is no way.
In addition, the blood mist expands by devouring flesh and blood. The closer it is to Tianyin Temple, the more prosperous the secular world becomes. Under the ebb and flow, the blood mist actually gathers all the common people and residents along the way into it, regardless of the righteous way. Demons, monks, and ordinary people were all wiped out of their minds and became the murder weapons of his subordinates who only knew how to kill. The number of people has exceeded one hundred thousand.
Zhou Ji, who had just rushed to Qingqiu, and the others didn't know the desperate plight that Tianyin Temple was facing. At this time, Baguio was choking and crying in Xiao Chi's arms. The waist does not want to let go.
The little idiot didn't know much about what happened that night, but before she was thrown into the bamboo forest, she vaguely remembered seeing thousands of people in the blood mist.
Knowing that her father was indeed inside the blood mist, Baguio was very anxious. She was worried that her father would be controlled by Shura and would never regain his sanity.
Turning around to look at Zhou Ji, Bi Yao and Xiao Chi knelt down at the same time, and begged, "Please also ask my son to be acquainted, and help my husband."
"Master, please save my father."
Zhou Ji hurriedly stepped forward to help the two of them up, and sighed, "You can't live without doing your own crimes. At the beginning, I had repeatedly persuaded Sect Master Wan not to covet Shura's power, but it was a pity that he ignored it. Now I am not sure about being taken away by Shura."
It is easier to kill than to save.
If it is to kill thousands of people, it is not difficult for Zhou Ji, but if it is to kill Shura and save the lives of thousands of people, it is really difficult for the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is the number one killer.
"I hope you will do your best." During these days of recuperating in Qingqiu, the little idiot also heard about the horror of Shura's blood mist, and said with a sad expression, "Mr. Back then in Liuhu Cave, Pu Fang led the disciples of Tianyin Temple to ambush me and Yaoer. If you really can’t wake up Xianggong, then don’t let him continue to make mistakes.”
"Mother!" Baguio turned around abruptly, hearing the meaning in the little idiot's words, and Zhou Ji looked at the gleam of death in the little idiot's eyes. His mind was shocked, he was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Zhou Ji understands."
It is a huge burden for Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao to rush from Qingyun to Ghost King Sect, and then from Ghost King Sect to Qingqiu. In the name of Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio Xiaozhi, the surviving disciples of the Ghost King Sect were retrieved.
Then help Zhang Xiaofan conquer the two guardians of Baihu Xuanwu, together with You Ji, integrate the forces of the Ghost King Sect, and then lead them towards Tianyin Temple.
This trip, Xiaochi and Liuwei Saner also traveled with the team, gathering a large number of members of the Demon Cult along the way, even the remaining disciples of the Hehuan Sect and the Changshengtang also joined them, forming the third largest group after Qingyun and Tianyin. In the name of the Devil's Cult, he conquered the world-destroying Shura.
Here at Tianyin Temple, even with the help of Qing Yunmen, it is difficult to resist the invasion of Shura's blood mist. Hundreds of thousands of puppets polluted by blood mist are almost inexhaustible. Whenever someone dies, its flesh and blood will be killed by Shura in the mist Swallow the belly and become stronger.
This ebbs and flows, the masters of the two sects are retreating steadily, and the disciples of the sect also suffered heavy losses. Seeing the blood mist covering the sky like a huge wave completely covering the top of Mount Xumi, Tian Buyi and Pu Hong in front of the cliff at the back could not help showing a little struggle After looking at each other, even Tian Buyi, who has a fiery personality, could only hold the bamboo sword tightly in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Tianyin Temple may be lost in this battle, Master should have made a plan earlier."
Puhong looked miserable, looked up at the phantom of Shura looming in the blood mist, and said bitterly, "Where can I retreat?"
"Albatron."
Tian Buyi wanted to say the word Qingyun, but showed a trace of anger.
If the Zhuxian Sword is still on Qingyun Mountain, relying on the power of the seven veins to summon the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it may not be Shura's opponent.
But now, without the Qingyun of Zhu Xianjian, even if Wan Jian returns to add some deterrence to the outside world, but after all, the 'Dinghai Shenzhen Needle' is missing. Facing a terrifying existence like Shura, compared with Tianyin Temple, it is just more supportive. The difference is just a few days.
Looking up at the giant blood mist covering the sky and the sun in the distance, Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and his expression could not help but be a little solemn.
A distance of hundreds of miles, Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio could feel a terrifying oppression coming from it, and the Demon Sect disciples behind them once again realized the horror of Shura, and they all showed horror.
Suddenly, a violent roar came from far away from the depths of the blood mist, followed by a ferocious roar, like the rumble of thousands of wild beasts.
Xiaobai frowned slightly, stood beside Zhou Ji, turned her eyes and said, "Sura has attacked the mountain."
After the words were finished, Tian Buyi and Puhong saw that dark red clouds had already pressed down on the top of Mount Sumeru. Under the red clouds, there was a thick red mist like blood, and in this red mist, there seemed to be countless figures turning towards the sky. Most of these people came from the foot of Mount Sumeru, devout believers who used to come to pray and burn incense every day, but now they are polluted by blood mist, their pupils are covered with blood, and their limbs seem to be thickened. The mountains and plains are like a group Crazy ants rushed up like hundreds of thousands of them.
Faced with such a situation, even Tian Buyi, Shuiyue Zhenren, Zeng Shuchang and other orthodox monks who came to Tianyin Temple to help them could not help being terrified, especially after the disciples killed these out-of-control civilians, their flesh and blood were like silk threads Like being manipulated by an invisible force, sucked into the depths of the blood mist, and the rest of the people are not afraid at all, but become more and more crazy. This kind of endless consumption makes the righteous people guarding the mountain gate one after another. After retreating, there were already countless casualties in the blink of an eye, and they retreated to the cliff of the back mountain.
There are cliffs behind her, and there is a wave of corpses in front of her.
Tian Buyi shook off the blood stained on the bamboo sword, looked at the endless blood mist with a face full of reluctance, and persuaded again, "Let's keep the green hills alive, Master Puhong, Mount Sumeru can't hold it anymore, let's go! "
A few other righteous people beside him also offered advice.
Pu Hong looked around, most of the disciples who rushed to help from Qingyun Sect were lost, and there were only a dozen or so disciples left in his Tianyin Temple.
"Disciple Tianyin obeys orders!"
Fa Ming, Fa Zheng and more than a dozen Tianyin disciples put their hands together and looked towards Puhong. Puhong closed his eyes slightly, said the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice, "Cover Qingyun fellow Taoist to break through!"
The crowd chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, as if they were saying goodbye to themselves. More than a dozen people protected Qing Yun and other righteous people who rushed to help them. With restless fear.
"What's that?" Among the crowd, a disciple of Qingyun looked back subconsciously, and saw the red mist rolling in the sky again.
Suddenly, a ray of sunlight seemed to pass through the blood mist, drawing a straight thin line like a knife, starting from the end of the blood mist, and extending to the sea of cliff clouds with the falling sunlight.
(end of this chapter)