nashuaworldcup Chapter 196 The Demonic Sect Disciple
Chapter 196 The Demonic Sect Disciple
Qilin Mountain...
At the foot of the mountain, there was a possessed man who was killing people indiscriminately. Something went wrong with his practice and he became possessed by the devil. He was Wu Yutao, the third inner sect disciple of Qingxuan Sect.
His eyes were bloodshot at this moment, and the black magic patterns on his face were spreading from his chin to his cheeks, almost reaching his eyes.
Wu Yutao kept roaring out the weird and terrifying demon sounds of the demon clan, and black gas kept coming out of his body...visible to the naked eye.
Qinglong Temple, a hundred miles away...
The abbot Wuyazi, who was meditating in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes. He sensed a demonic aura nearby.
How could there be such a strong demonic energy? He counted with his fingers and Taoist Wuyazi secretly cried out in worry.
It turns out that a senior disciple of the sect has been possessed by a demon.
The temple master cast a spell directly... shrinking the distance into an inch, and he disappeared in the room in an instant.
Ten breaths...
Wuyazi appeared near the possessed Wu Yutao. He was flying in the air with his sword, and the Taoist priest was holding a yellow talisman in his hand. The hesitant Wuyazi was a little worried.
He was afraid that he would not be able to control the possessed person with raging demonic flames. Once the two of them started fighting, they would have no time to care about the people nearby.
Wuyazi cast a spell on his junior fellow apprentice Qingxuanzi... "Thousand Mile Sound Transmission". Wuyazi had to entrust all the disciples of Qinglong Temple to him.
The originally blue sky was now polluted by the dark demonic energy and turned black and gray. Clusters of black demonic clouds were swallowing up the last piece of blue sky.
This place was very similar to the demon world. Wuyazi wondered why the scene here became like the birth of a great demon when only a sect disciple was possessed by the devil.
This is all incredible!
Wuyazi felt increasingly depressed, as he could not seal him or kill him alone.
He sighed and sent out an urgent order to all the righteous sects in the five mountains and nine peaks. This "urgent order" can only be issued when the foundation of the righteous sect is endangered and there is a great destructive force on the people's residential areas.
In an instant, the Ziyan Sect thousands of miles away, the White Dragon Temple Master in Yunxue City, and the masters of many major sects all received Wuyazi's urgent order. Everyone's heart sank. The Taoist master, who was always mature, issued this order at this moment, which meant...the situation was out of control.
Colorful sword-controlling lights rose in the sky at the same time. The leader of the Purple Flame Sect, along with the second elder and several inner disciples with profound Taoist skills, flew together on swords...
A dozen people also came out from Bailong Temple. They boarded an enlarged spirit boat. Elder Min, who was standing at the stern of the boat, was anxiously steering the boat. They were moving forward rapidly in the sky.
At this moment, Wuyazi and Wu Yutao were already fighting. Wu Yutao's demonic energy was growing stronger and stronger. There seemed to be a voice in his head screaming:
"Kill...Kill him...Kill everyone...Quickly...Use the magic power...Quickly chant the [Devil Spell]..."
Wu Yutao was like a puppet at this moment. He mechanically followed the instructions of the voice in his ear, and occasionally some images flashed through his mind.
Wu Yutao, with his eyes full of blood, looked even scarier than the big devil in the demon world. Long black fangs had grown out of his mouth, and there were fine black devil lines around Wu Yutao's eyeliner.
The Taoist robe of the master of Wuyazi Temple had been cut by his scattered magic blades, and there were two wounds on his arms that were emitting demonic energy. Wuyazi did not care about his own safety.
He kept chanting the magic spell to subdue demons that shone with golden light. Wuyazi planned to sacrifice his original spirit. He would seal the vicious demon before him today even at the cost of his life.
Otherwise, the area within a thousand miles around Qilin Mountain...will become a living hell.
Qing Xuanzi, Wuyazi's junior brother, was collecting herbs in the Futu Secret Realm. He could not receive any messages from his senior brother here.
At this time, Qing Xuanzi was fighting a blue dragon that had become a spirit. Qing Xuanzi was so tired that he was gasping for breath from the beast and he was in a state of true rage. He flew in the air with his sword and forced out a drop of blood. He pinched his fingers to take out the treasure given to him by his master from his sea of consciousness.
That drop of golden-red blood suddenly entered the magic weapon, and something as big as a hill slowly rose in the air.
Its shape was like an inverted pot, twice as deep as an ordinary pot. The magic weapon was shining with golden light, and it suddenly covered the blue dragon.
All that could be heard was a dull sound like the sound of a bell ringing continuously coming from the magic weapon. This was the unicorn dragon crashing desperately into the magic weapon.
Qing Xuanzi kept chanting the formula, and Samadhi True Fire began to emerge from the magic weapon...
The blue dragon roared in pain, "Ang...Ao...Ang Ang..." It sounded a bit like the sound of an old cow, but more dull and harsh than that sound.
Qing Xuanzi was so tired that he took out a bottle of "Spirit-boosting Pills" and swallowed three pills at once.
Wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Qing Xuanzi's Taoist robe... fluttered in the wind, his thin face showed a hint of fatigue and excitement. Qing Xuanzi planned to kill the dragon. He took the dragon's tendons and planned to try to refine the "Immortal Binding Rope" recorded in the ancient secret book.
Suddenly, Qing Xuanzi felt a pain in his heart, as if something bad was going to happen. Qing Xuanzi had to chant the spell to subdue the evil dragon at this time, and he couldn't do anything to calculate it, so why was he so nervous?
An hour later, the evil dragon's noise in the magic weapon gradually became smaller, as if it no longer had enough power to hit the magic weapon.
Qing Xuanzi breathed a sigh of relief. He used his mind to transform into a giant palm and rescued two carp spirits who were trapped in the evil dragon's lair and wanted to jump over the Dragon Gate. One of them was a red carp spirit that had been practicing for eight hundred years, and the other was a golden carp spirit that had been practicing for five hundred years.
Two fish, one male and one female.
The red carp spirit, whose head could transform into a human shape, looked at the Taoist priest on the shore with surprise, and kept shouting thank you for saving its life.
Just now, the evil dragon was about to swallow the two's inner elixirs, and at that moment, Qing Xuanzi happened to attack the blue dragon in the water.