Chapter 153 The Demon Sect Shakes, Arriving at Falling Demon Ridge
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Wu Yi Yun
153 chapter
Zhong Ciyuan's words.
Let that majestic divine sense stop in mid-air.
Although he couldn't see it, Zhong Ciyuan was sure that as long as he answered by himself, the person would not be satisfied.
This invisible sword will cut off the head.
This killing principle is almost the same as Chu Jing's original "eyes" killing.
It is a method that can only be achieved by a master of the seventh rank or above!
"Do you know who killed Ying Wuji?"
The voice was still sad and joyless.
"I know, I came here this time to reveal the news to the Sovereign Lord!"
Zhong Ciyuan looked nervous and shouted loudly.
After a while, the voice said, "Go up the mountain!"
……
After half an hour.
The top of Tianmozong Mountain.
in a hall.
Suzerain Ying Tianxiong, four chief protectors, thirteen top elders, and more than sixty deacons gathered in the hall.
There are hundreds of true disciples waiting outside the hall.
Everyone looked angry, as if they were on the verge of erupting.
in the temple.
Zhong Ciyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, felt his heart bursting with tension!
But he held back, raised his head, and said anxiously: "Sect Master, everyone, the one who killed Young Master Ying Wuji was the Grand Tutor of Zhou Guo!"
As soon as this remark came out, the heroes were surprised.
"Why him?"
"Isn't he just a fifth grade?"
"Didn't Mei Ji say last time that this person is not suspected?"
Zhong Ci is far from answering everyone's questions.
He spoke incoherently, and quickly finished the story of Chu Jing tearing up the dark clouds.
If we say that everyone was surprised at first.
But when I got here, I was shocked... a frenzied shock!
"You mean, he used magic energy to turn into a huge palm and tore apart the dark clouds?"
Even the suzerain, Ying Tianxiong, stood up immediately, and stepped in front of Zhong Ciyuan, his eyes widened.
Zhong Ciyuan was taken aback, held back his fear, and tremblingly said: "That's right... this move seems to be called... the demon tearing the sky!"
"hiss!"
Everyone present took a deep breath.
Especially those guardians and elders all looked at each other with shock and ecstasy in their eyes.
"So, it's really Heavenly Demon Art?"
After a long time, some elders were uncertain about opening their mouths.
"should be."
A protector's expression was grim: "Tearing the Heavens is one of the five methods of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu. It can't be wrong!"
"If this person knows the Heavenly Demon Art, it is possible to kill Ying Wuji."
Everyone discussed.
Ying Tianxiong immediately made a decisive decision: "Wu Xiangrong, this matter is of great importance, you have to go out of the mountain. Remember, the Grandmaster Zhou can be insulted, but not killed!"
In the group of elders, an old man in black strode out, clasped his fists and said, "I won't kill him in order to pry out the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu!"
When Wu Xiangrong left, Ying Tianxiong looked at Zhong Ciyuan: "You stay at the mountain gate first. If this is true, you can enter my gate! If this statement is false, I will tell you to die!"
"Thank you Sect Master!"
Zhong Ciyuan kowtowed excitedly.
Zhong Ciyuan didn't bother to pay attention, his face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Why isn't that bitch Meiji in the hall? Find her for me!"
……
On the wasteland ten miles away from Tianmozong.
A figure with bumps and convexities is constantly running.
While walking, she looked back at the towering magic gate from time to time.
Dark clouds thickened over the Magic Mountain.
Thunder tore apart the sky and the earth.
The figure's face was angry: "Who is this Zhong Ciyuan? Now the master is in trouble, and I am in trouble too! It's disgusting!"
no stay.
The figure moved towards the Great Zhou Kingdom and fled quickly.
……
Fallen Ridge.
outside the Central Plains.
Although this place is barren and extremely cold, it is a paradise for rebels, refugees and anarchists.
It is also the place of exile of the former countries.
Although it is midsummer, the temperature around Falling Devil Ridge is as cold as usual.
A small team, men and women, walked slowly between the mountain roads. They were all wearing heavy coats, their faces were pale from the cold, but their eyes were firm.
The leader of the team was an old man with white hair, who was called Sau by the locals. He was the illegitimate son of the Great Khan, and because he failed to seize power, he ran to this place of exile to survive.
"Listen up! The danger of Falling Demon Ridge is immeasurable. Even if you take Qingxin Pills, you can't wait for long, otherwise you will become crazy, fools!"
The old man shouted while leading the team.
The men and women behind were feeling the severe cold and evil spirits, they were having difficulty breathing, and they didn't have the energy to speak at all.
"Around Falling Demon Ridge, every flower and every grass is a strange thing, as long as you see it, you must not miss it, just put it in the medicine basket!"
Speaking of this, Sau turned his head and smiled: "As long as you can pick every plant and tree, and then return to the tribe, you will have the best tent!"
The young men and women behind all showed eagerness.
They are all the bottom of this exiled land.
In order to change fate, I came here to act as a herb collector.
The environment in Falling Demon Ridge is harsh, and the evil spirit is strong.
The flowers, plants and trees that can survive here are rare treasures with high value, even if they are sold into the Great Zhou Kingdom, they are even worth tens of thousands of gold.
However, everyone's wish is to change to a set of warmer tents here.
A group of people stopped suddenly.
In the hazy black fog in front of my eyes.
There is a continuous mountain range, like a giant dragon crawling on the ground, giving people a sense of coldness.
"A further 100 meters ahead is the outer edge of the Falling Demon Ridge. And the area where you move is 50 meters ahead. Remember, you must not enter the outer edge of the Falling Demon Ridge, otherwise, even if you take Qingxin Pills, you will not be able to withstand the terrifying evil spirit. !"
"You'll be a fool!"
Sau breathed out air-conditioning and kept educating, "In addition, we can stay here for about half an hour. Remember, you would rather come back early than be greedy for time, otherwise, you will still become fools!"
When all the men and women heard this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they had the urge to flee.
Sau stared, "That's... a martial artist?"
People look over.
I saw it in the hazy magic fog.
There was a figure standing there.
Take a closer look.
With his hands behind his back, he has a slender body, and he is wearing a thin short shirt, which looks extremely strange.
"Is this a ghost?"
A herb picker screamed.
Sau glared at him: "Idiot, this is a warrior! A powerful warrior who can resist evil spirits and doesn't need to wear a padded jacket!"
"It must be an adventure!"
Everyone who picked the medicine behind was surprised.
Warriors come to Falling Demon Ridge?
On the other hand, Sa Wu was not afraid, and leaned over with a bright face: "Friend, are you here to look for rare treasures at the Falling Demon Ridge? Do you want to buy some Qingxin Pills?"
He took out a black pill.
After taking this Qingxin pill, it will make people's minds cold and they will feel immune to evil spirits for a short time.
Every time the herb pickers approached Falling Demon Ridge, they had to take this stuff first.
Otherwise, if you get close to Falling Demon Ridge, your mind will collapse. How to gather medicine?
"unnecessary."
The young man shook his head faintly. When Sau was disappointed, the former asked again: "Tell me, the place outside the Demon Falling Ridge is the place where the evil spirit is the strongest."
Sau was surprised: "My friend, do you know that this evil spirit is terrifying, and the strong place is even more..."
The voice did not fall.
The young man interrupted: "No need to talk nonsense, just tell me."
The words fall.
A piece of gold fell into Sau's hand.
"Oh my God!"
Sau blushed in surprise, and knew that the warrior was a big client, so he immediately began to talk eloquently.
Zhong Ciyuan's words.
Let that majestic divine sense stop in mid-air.
Although he couldn't see it, Zhong Ciyuan was sure that as long as he answered by himself, the person would not be satisfied.
This invisible sword will cut off the head.
This killing principle is almost the same as Chu Jing's original "eyes" killing.
It is a method that can only be achieved by a master of the seventh rank or above!
"Do you know who killed Ying Wuji?"
The voice was still sad and joyless.
"I know, I came here this time to reveal the news to the Sovereign Lord!"
Zhong Ciyuan looked nervous and shouted loudly.
After a while, the voice said, "Go up the mountain!"
……
After half an hour.
The top of Tianmozong Mountain.
in a hall.
Suzerain Ying Tianxiong, four chief protectors, thirteen top elders, and more than sixty deacons gathered in the hall.
There are hundreds of true disciples waiting outside the hall.
Everyone looked angry, as if they were on the verge of erupting.
in the temple.
Zhong Ciyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, felt his heart bursting with tension!
But he held back, raised his head, and said anxiously: "Sect Master, everyone, the one who killed Young Master Ying Wuji was the Grand Tutor of Zhou Guo!"
As soon as this remark came out, the heroes were surprised.
"Why him?"
"Isn't he just a fifth grade?"
"Didn't Mei Ji say last time that this person is not suspected?"
Zhong Ci is far from answering everyone's questions.
He spoke incoherently, and quickly finished the story of Chu Jing tearing up the dark clouds.
If we say that everyone was surprised at first.
But when I got here, I was shocked... a frenzied shock!
"You mean, he used magic energy to turn into a huge palm and tore apart the dark clouds?"
Even the suzerain, Ying Tianxiong, stood up immediately, and stepped in front of Zhong Ciyuan, his eyes widened.
Zhong Ciyuan was taken aback, held back his fear, and tremblingly said: "That's right... this move seems to be called... the demon tearing the sky!"
"hiss!"
Everyone present took a deep breath.
Especially those guardians and elders all looked at each other with shock and ecstasy in their eyes.
"So, it's really Heavenly Demon Art?"
After a long time, some elders were uncertain about opening their mouths.
"should be."
A protector's expression was grim: "Tearing the Heavens is one of the five methods of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu. It can't be wrong!"
"If this person knows the Heavenly Demon Art, it is possible to kill Ying Wuji."
Everyone discussed.
Ying Tianxiong immediately made a decisive decision: "Wu Xiangrong, this matter is of great importance, you have to go out of the mountain. Remember, the Grandmaster Zhou can be insulted, but not killed!"
In the group of elders, an old man in black strode out, clasped his fists and said, "I won't kill him in order to pry out the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu!"
When Wu Xiangrong left, Ying Tianxiong looked at Zhong Ciyuan: "You stay at the mountain gate first. If this is true, you can enter my gate! If this statement is false, I will tell you to die!"
"Thank you Sect Master!"
Zhong Ciyuan kowtowed excitedly.
Zhong Ciyuan didn't bother to pay attention, his face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Why isn't that bitch Meiji in the hall? Find her for me!"
……
On the wasteland ten miles away from Tianmozong.
A figure with bumps and convexities is constantly running.
While walking, she looked back at the towering magic gate from time to time.
Dark clouds thickened over the Magic Mountain.
Thunder tore apart the sky and the earth.
The figure's face was angry: "Who is this Zhong Ciyuan? Now the master is in trouble, and I am in trouble too! It's disgusting!"
no stay.
The figure moved towards the Great Zhou Kingdom and fled quickly.
……
Fallen Ridge.
outside the Central Plains.
Although this place is barren and extremely cold, it is a paradise for rebels, refugees and anarchists.
It is also the place of exile of the former countries.
Although it is midsummer, the temperature around Falling Devil Ridge is as cold as usual.
A small team, men and women, walked slowly between the mountain roads. They were all wearing heavy coats, their faces were pale from the cold, but their eyes were firm.
The leader of the team was an old man with white hair, who was called Sau by the locals. He was the illegitimate son of the Great Khan, and because he failed to seize power, he ran to this place of exile to survive.
"Listen up! The danger of Falling Demon Ridge is immeasurable. Even if you take Qingxin Pills, you can't wait for long, otherwise you will become crazy, fools!"
The old man shouted while leading the team.
The men and women behind were feeling the severe cold and evil spirits, they were having difficulty breathing, and they didn't have the energy to speak at all.
"Around Falling Demon Ridge, every flower and every grass is a strange thing, as long as you see it, you must not miss it, just put it in the medicine basket!"
Speaking of this, Sau turned his head and smiled: "As long as you can pick every plant and tree, and then return to the tribe, you will have the best tent!"
The young men and women behind all showed eagerness.
They are all the bottom of this exiled land.
In order to change fate, I came here to act as a herb collector.
The environment in Falling Demon Ridge is harsh, and the evil spirit is strong.
The flowers, plants and trees that can survive here are rare treasures with high value, even if they are sold into the Great Zhou Kingdom, they are even worth tens of thousands of gold.
However, everyone's wish is to change to a set of warmer tents here.
A group of people stopped suddenly.
In the hazy black fog in front of my eyes.
There is a continuous mountain range, like a giant dragon crawling on the ground, giving people a sense of coldness.
"A further 100 meters ahead is the outer edge of the Falling Demon Ridge. And the area where you move is 50 meters ahead. Remember, you must not enter the outer edge of the Falling Demon Ridge, otherwise, even if you take Qingxin Pills, you will not be able to withstand the terrifying evil spirit. !"
"You'll be a fool!"
Sau breathed out air-conditioning and kept educating, "In addition, we can stay here for about half an hour. Remember, you would rather come back early than be greedy for time, otherwise, you will still become fools!"
When all the men and women heard this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they had the urge to flee.
Sau stared, "That's... a martial artist?"
People look over.
I saw it in the hazy magic fog.
There was a figure standing there.
Take a closer look.
With his hands behind his back, he has a slender body, and he is wearing a thin short shirt, which looks extremely strange.
"Is this a ghost?"
A herb picker screamed.
Sau glared at him: "Idiot, this is a warrior! A powerful warrior who can resist evil spirits and doesn't need to wear a padded jacket!"
"It must be an adventure!"
Everyone who picked the medicine behind was surprised.
Warriors come to Falling Demon Ridge?
On the other hand, Sa Wu was not afraid, and leaned over with a bright face: "Friend, are you here to look for rare treasures at the Falling Demon Ridge? Do you want to buy some Qingxin Pills?"
He took out a black pill.
After taking this Qingxin pill, it will make people's minds cold and they will feel immune to evil spirits for a short time.
Every time the herb pickers approached Falling Demon Ridge, they had to take this stuff first.
Otherwise, if you get close to Falling Demon Ridge, your mind will collapse. How to gather medicine?
"unnecessary."
The young man shook his head faintly. When Sau was disappointed, the former asked again: "Tell me, the place outside the Demon Falling Ridge is the place where the evil spirit is the strongest."
Sau was surprised: "My friend, do you know that this evil spirit is terrifying, and the strong place is even more..."
The voice did not fall.
The young man interrupted: "No need to talk nonsense, just tell me."
The words fall.
A piece of gold fell into Sau's hand.
"Oh my God!"
Sau blushed in surprise, and knew that the warrior was a big client, so he immediately began to talk eloquently.
