Chapter 280 Tragedy

Chapter 280 Misery

This time everyone from the Demon Sect came here. The younger generation of disciples came here to absorb the souls of those Yin souls, while Patriarch Qingmu and the Soul-eating Old Demon came here for Xuan Ying.

These young disciples of the Demon Sect did not expect that the people escorting the Yin soldiers this time would be Master Kongwu and Taoist Master Chunyangzi who had not been born for a long time. At that time, they had the intention of retreating.

Later, the sudden appearance of Ancestor Aoki and the Soul-eating Old Demon rekindled their fighting spirit and aggressively captured the controlled Yin spirits.

I just didn't expect that besides Monk Kongwu and Taoist Master Chunyangzi, there were many masters from other sects of Zhengdao.

Yun Qiyou, Baili Yuan, and the two middle-aged women who used the true method of Piaomiao Pavilion are all surprisingly high-level.

Now that the Yin Spirit team has come to an end, there is no profit to be gained tonight, so everyone in the Demon Cult whistled to convey messages to each other.

Yun Qiyou and others also knew that the Demon Sect's disciples wanted to retreat, but they had no ability to prevent as many as a dozen of the Demon Sect's most outstanding young disciples from retreating, let alone pursue them.

Both sides knew that this was probably the end of the night.

Therefore, when the demon sect attacked and forced back the righteous people, Yun Qiyou and others had no intention of pursuing them.

Yu Linglong's true method was activated, and Zhan Xiangsi's purple light shone, forcing Yun Qiyou back several feet.

Immediately afterwards, I saw this enchanting and beautiful fairy, with a waist like a snake, twisting and turning in the air, and holding the returning Zhan Xiangsi with her backhand.

A moment later, laughter like silver bells came over: "The Ice Fairy is indeed well-deserved. Tonight you and I are here. Mountains and rivers will not change. One day, you and I will definitely decide the winner!"

The sound was still floating above Zhuxian Town, but the figure had long since disappeared.

Yun Qi, dressed in white as snow, was hanging in the air, with an expression as silent as ice, staring in the direction where Yu Linglong disappeared, and did not look back for a long time.

After a moment, a golden light woke her up from some kind of meditation. She turned around and saw the haggard old monk shrouded in golden Buddhist flames, flying from the west of Zhuxian Town, and in the blink of an eye he was over Zhuxian Town. .

It is Master Kongwu.

Yun Qiyou's pupils shrank slightly, and instead of meeting Kong Wu, he turned around and turned into a white light and flew towards the southeast.

At the same time, Baili Yuan and the two elders of Piaomiao Pavilion did not wait long and flew towards the direction where Ye Xiaochuan and Yang Ling'er had fled.

Master Kongwu came to the top of Zhuxian Town and saw that the fighting here had ended, the demon sect disciples had also retreated, and the Yin soldiers were entering the ghost world in an orderly manner. He felt a little at ease.

He landed on the ground, and the white and fat little monk saw that the master was back safely and said with great joy: "Master."

With Master Kongwu in charge, Zhuxian Town will never have any trouble again.

He nodded slightly to the little monk, then turned to look at the woman wearing a bamboo hat opposite.

There was not much water left in the big black bowl in the woman's hand. The large bamboo hat and loose black robe made it difficult to see what the woman looked like. They could only tell that she was very young.

The woman in the bamboo hat drags the bottom of the big black bowl with her left hand, and the middle finger of her right hand is as fast as lightning. Every time a row of Yin soldiers passes in front of her, she will use her middle finger to dip a drop of water in the big black bowl and flick it at the Yin spirit. forehead.

When the clear water touched the Yin spirits, the stunned Yin spirits immediately regained their consciousness. These Yin spirits were evil spirits in the world. As soon as they regained their consciousness, they saw that they were being sucked into a large whirlpool. They immediately screamed and bared their teeth. I want to escape from that vortex.

However, that weird whirlpool does not seem to have any power to devour other things, but it is very effective against Yin spirits.

No matter how hard those Yin spirits struggle, they will be sucked into the vortex in just one breath.

The woman in the bamboo hat is skilled in her skills, and it seems that she has often taken this yin-yang road to send yin spirits to the ghost world.

Suddenly, as if she felt Master Kongwu's gaze, the woman in the bamboo hat raised her head slightly and looked over.

Under the moonlight, the woman's face turned out to be distorted, as hideous as an evil ghost. Her entire face seemed to be deformed and very ugly.

This sight made her a little distracted, and she saw Master Kongwu opposite, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

The woman in the bamboo hat suddenly raised her head, and for the first time, there seemed to be some uneasiness in the clear eyes under the bamboo hat.

At this time, Master Kongwu said to the young monk: "Jise, you and Master Qin are here to continue sending the remaining Yin spirits to the ghost world for reincarnation. You can come and go as Master."

The young monk named Jie Se was stunned and said: "Master, where are you going..."

Before he could finish his words, Master Kongwu had turned into a golden light and disappeared instantly.

Watching the master go away, the young monk named Jingse finally understood why the master left suddenly.

Because Taoist Master Chunyangzi has been fighting with Patriarch Qingmu for an hour, and he has not returned to Zhuxian Town yet, for fear of some accident.

When Jie Se looked at the woman in the bamboo hat opposite, she found that the woman in the bamboo hat also had something wrong. When several Yin soldiers were sucked into the whirlpool, she didn't even have time to pop out the water on her fingertips. She was obviously confused and worried. Junyangzi's safety.

Jie Se knocked on the big wooden fish and said at the same time: "Senior Sister Qin, you don't have to worry. Senior Chunyangzi has participated in creation and Taoism, and Patriarch Qingmu is definitely no match for seniors."

Upon hearing this, the woman in a bamboo hat named Qin glanced at Monk Jise without saying a word.

Jixise was not amused, smiled awkwardly, and ignored the woman in the bamboo hat. He continued to concentrate on beating the wooden fish, controlling the last few hundred ghosts in his team to jump into the dark swirling vortex.

About an incense stick of time had passed, and all the ghost soldiers from the north and south of Yinyang Road were sent into the vortex. Not long after, a rooster crowed, and the vortex began to slowly shrink, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the gate of hell was finally closed, Zhuxian Town wailed.

When the gods fight, mortals suffer. Although this small-scale battle between the righteous and the demons tonight is not aimed at ordinary mortals in Zhuxian Town, all those who fight here are outstanding masters of cultivation.

The energy aftermath of the battle and the spiritual power of the magic weapon shuttled and swayed above the town without the blessing of the protective array.

It was like a huge tornado storm, attacking and raging through Zhuxian Town. The town, which was clean and tidy two hours ago, now had no idea how many houses collapsed, and how many innocent mortals were buried under the rubble.

Previously, the Ghost Gate was not closed, and countless ghosts were still passing through the Yin-Yang Road. These injured mortals did not dare to make loud noises.

Now the roosters crowed, the Ghost Gate was closed, and Zhuxian Town suddenly exploded like a pot.

Some were injured and screaming, some called on their neighbors to rescue people, and some women were calling their children buried in the ruins miserably.

Jiesexing chanted a Buddhist name, and his work was done, so he helped the townspeople rescue the people buried in the ruins.