Chapter 683 Yuanshi Demon Sect, the battle between the two saints!

Chapter 683 Yuanshi Demon Sect, the battle between the two saints!

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PS: I don’t intend to insinuate anything. To prevent 404, the Red Turban Army should be changed to the Purple Turban Army.

The previous article has been modified, and will be called the Purple Turban Army later.

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This darkness is extremely pure, with no light in it.

All the light and waves passed along the way were absorbed, even the aftermath of the magic weapon's magical power.

At a glance, it looks like hell or an abyss, exuding an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

"Could this be the back-up plan prepared by the five members of the Purple Turban Army?"

Liu Yu turned his eyes. The moment the "darkness" appeared, his keen sense was already touched.

With his vision at this time, he can naturally see that this is a magical power!

Under the cover of night, the supernatural power appears to be dark, extremely difficult to detect, and spreads very quickly.

In just half a breath, it had spread to not far away from the four Jin Wu Guards.

The spiritual sense was touched, and a strong sense of crisis came. The powerful Jinwu Guard suddenly looked back and saw the deep darkness that was spreading rapidly.

"This is."

He seemed to have thought of something extremely terrifying, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

The expressions of shock, anger, and horror quickly changed on his face.

But Jin Wuwei's movements were not slow at all. He immediately controlled the magic weapon to change its direction and swept away towards the darkness sweeping behind him.

The golden elixir magical power also immediately followed, the dazzling spiritual light shone in the night sky, and waves of powerful power fluctuations swept through the entire city.

"boom"

But after the initial roar, no matter the magic weapon or magical power, they were all swallowed up by the deep and rich darkness.

It was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no more movement.

The next moment, Jin Wuwei's face turned pale, and he felt that the magic weapon and magical power had lost contact at the same time.

"Dou Wuyou!"

"The Fairy Court Holy Land has already made an agreement to deal with the Purple Turban Army thieves, and they are all on the same side."

"What do you intend to do now?"

Looking at the source of the "deep darkness", Jin Wuwei roared loudly.

Amid anger and fear, there was a trace of confusion as to why the other party turned against him.

Although the roar was loud, his tone was obviously a bit harsh. He was obviously very afraid of the strength of the person coming and knew that he was no match.

At this time, all the monks reacted belatedly and looked towards the source of the dark magical power.

I saw an evil male cultivator wearing a purple robe, with pale skin without a trace of blood. He looked about twenty years old and had a somewhat wild body, slowly emerged from the darkness.

Looking at the furious Jin Wuwei, there was no wave on the evil male's face, and a trace of disdain flashed in his lavender eyes.

The magical power that had been activated had no intention of stopping and continued to spread towards the four people in Qanting.

The "deep darkness" without a trace of light seems to be swallowed up in the next moment!

"Dou Wuyou?"

"Yuanshi Demon Sect?"

Under the eaves, Liu Yu frowned when he heard the name.

Instantly, I thought of the "Yuanshi Demon Sect", one of the three holy places, and its ranking on the list of real people in the Central Region.

As far as he knew, this Dou Wuyou was the contemporary holy son of the Yuanshi Demon Sect, ranking seventh on the list of real people in the Central Region.

There is no doubt about the content of the real person list. Being able to rank seventh is already above countless geniuses in the Ninety-nine Continents!

Coupled with his profound background, even if he condenses the Nascent Soul, it can basically be said to be a sure thing.

This is one of the most powerful golden elixir monks in the Central Region!

"Why did the majestic Holy Son of the Demon Sect suddenly appear here alone?"

Looking at the dark magical power displaying its power, Liu Yu flashed this idea.

In his spiritual sense, Dou Wuyou's magical power felt unfathomable.

Like a black hole that absorbs everything, there is a slight feeling of extreme danger.

This means that even for him, this magical power may be life-threatening.

Without exception, the top ten on the list of real people in the Central Region are all ninth-grade golden elixirs.

In other words, this is a ninth-grade attacking magical power, and his own realm has reached the peak of the golden elixir.

Facing this magical power, even Liu Yu had to be cautious, let alone the four Jin Wu Guards.

Comparing the two, they are not at the same level at all.

"I'm actually a little envious."

At this moment, Liu Yu had to admit that she was a little envious of this man's magical powers.

The power of your natal magical power will increase with your cultivation and will never fall behind.

The effects of attacking or defensive magical powers will become more and more obvious, and once used, the effect is often immediate.

In comparison, "Blight" has almost no direct attack power, and it cannot be used for defense, which is a big shortcoming.

"Although the power of the offensive magical power is strong, the "Blight" is not bad in terms of support."

The dark pupils reflected all kinds of auras. Thinking about the performance of his natal magical power, Liu Yu felt envious but had no other thoughts.

The two have different focuses and cannot be compared simply and crudely.

It's too late, but it's soon.

From the time Jin Wuwei revealed Dou Wuyou's identity to the time Liu Yu had all kinds of thoughts, it only took about a breath or two.

Sensing the coming crisis, the four people in Qian Ting could no longer take care of the five Purple Turban Army members, and tried their best to fight against the magical power.

The five members of the Purple Turban Army took the opportunity to fall down the square in an attempt to rescue the detained members.

Along the way, dozens of low-level monks from Qianting passed by, unable to stop him at all.

If you continue to struggle, you will be killed by the magic weapon and magical power that is casually sacrificed.

“Bang bang bang!!!”

At the critical moment, the four people in Qianting tried their best to resist the spreading darkness, and a huge roar resounded throughout the city.

But is the magical power of the ninth-grade golden elixir unusual?

After a brief stalemate, each piece of magic weapon and magic spell disappeared into the "deep darkness", and the four people in Qanting were disconnected.

Darkness can tolerate everything!

Although they tried their best, they still could not resist the spread of the dark magical power, and the resistance of the four people in Qianting seemed feeble.

"Dou Wuyou, how dare you do this? I am Da Gan Jin Wu."

While withdrawing and retreating, he shouted angrily. Jin Wuwei's eyes were splitting as he tried to use Qian Ting's name to save his life.

If an ordinary monk hears the name "Da Gan Jin Wu Guard", he will be afraid of it and give him a bit of a thumbs-down.

But Dou Wuyou has a profound background, and the Yuanshi Demon Sect is the holy land with the worst relationship with Qianting among the three holy places. How could he be intimidated by the mere name of Jinwu Guard?

As the Holy Son of the Holy Land, even if the news of killing him on the spot spreads, it would be easy to settle the matter.

And he didn't even bother to explain to an unknown person.

I want to take your life, so why do you need to know the reason? The Holy Son of the Demon Sect is so overbearing!

All attempts to intercept him failed. Although he tried his best to stay away, the deep darkness was still getting closer and closer.

The death of the four people in Qianting seems to be the next moment!

However, just when the four of them were about to die, reinforcements from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison finally arrived.

More than a dozen escaping lights appeared on the horizon, only more than seventy miles away from Luofu Fang City.

"stop!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

A cold female voice, like clear spring water, came into the battlefield from a distance.

Hearing this voice, Sui Xin's domineering Dou Wuyou was startled and felt a little familiar.

But the magical power still has no intention of stopping.

The person who issued the spell message was a slim female cultivator wearing a gray robe.

Seeing that the other party's murderous intent was determined, the woman frowned slightly and decisively used her secret technique to make a hand seal.

I don't know what kind of secret technique he used, but he moved forward more than twenty miles in an instant and entered within fifty miles of Luofu Fang City.

The next moment, the female cultivator wearing a gray robe decisively used her natal magical power.

Silently, a large gray aura suddenly appeared in the night sky, carrying extremely terrifying power and spreading towards Luofu Fang City.

The gray aura contains a strange power. Although it is not as domineering as Dou Wuyou's magical power, it coincides with a certain law between heaven and earth. It is also an extremely powerful ninth-grade magical power!

Wherever it passed, the howling wind gradually stopped, and the blazing flames slowly extinguished.

The scenery swept by the gray aura gradually faded, just like the originally colorful picture turned into black and white.

"Daoyi Saint!"

"Lin Weichen!"

Upon noticing the arrival of this woman, a hint of joy appeared on Jin Wuwei's face, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and hope was ignited in his heart.

Immediately, he did not hesitate to burn the origin of the golden elixir.

He cast out a series of third-level spells, tried his best to delay the spread of darkness, and turned around to escape in the direction of the gray-robed female cultivator.

Upon seeing this, the other three Qianting Jindan did the same thing and decisively burned the source of the Jindan, just to fight for a glimmer of hope.

"Boom!!!"

At night, all kinds of spiritual lights complement each other, illuminating the city of Luofu Fang as bright as day.

Although the strength of the four Jin Wu Guards was not worth mentioning compared to Dou Wuyou, who was ranked seventh on the real person list, they still managed to gain a glimmer of life by burning the source of the golden elixir decisively and desperately.

Before the "deep darkness" truly spreads to themselves, they will escape to an area shrouded in gray aura.

The next moment,

An endless gray aura, a deep darkness that swallowed all things, and two ninth-grade top magical powers suddenly met in the night sky.

"Click"

When the two met, there was no huge roar as imagined, only an explosion like lightning and thunder.

Immediately, there was a fierce confrontation in all directions.

Looking around, the sky above Luofu Fang City seems to be divided into two halves.

Half of it is the deep darkness that swallows everything. Any light that enters it will be eliminated.

Half of it is a gray aura that eclipses all things, which seems to coincide with a certain law between heaven and earth and can bring everything to a certain delicate balance.

"Daoyi Saint—Lin Weichen?"

"Why is this person here?"

"Are you still looking for the reason why Holy Son Daoyi died suddenly?"

The origin of Qingyang Gate and the killing of Dao Yi Holy Son made Liu Yu pay special attention to the news of Dao Yi Holy Land.

Over the years, relevant information has been collected.

So the moment he noticed Lin Weichen, his eyes narrowed and he instantly recognized the woman's identity.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he secretly wondered if he had left any clues.

After confirming that there were indeed no omissions in the killing of Daoyi Saint Son, Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and gave up the idea of ​​turning around and running away.

After all, this woman's strength is even better than that of Dao Yi Holy Son back then, and she ranks extremely high at fifth place on the list of real people in the Central Region.

Even if he advanced to the late stage of Jindan and his strength was greatly improved, he would not be able to win over this girl.

Not to mention the consequences of being exposed in public.

At this time, the voice of Daoist Saint Lin Weichen rang in the air. After saving the four Jin Wu Guards, she chose to communicate with Dou Wuyou.

"The four families and I have already made an agreement that we will never tolerate the development of the Purple Turban Army. Why are you openly breaking it now?"

Lin Weichen asked coldly as his left palm radiated gray spiritual light and his gray Taoist robe made a hunting sound.

The saintly son and saintly daughter of Daoyi Holy Land will usually become a Taoist couple in the end, so regardless of whether they have feelings or not, Holy Son Daoyi is her de facto "fiancé".

Twenty-five years ago, her fiancé died suddenly and mysteriously, and the soul lamp left in the holy land went out.

When she received the news, she immediately put aside all her affairs and investigated the causes and consequences of her fiancé's death.

Over the years, I have been wandering around Jiangzhou, Huaizhou and several surrounding continents, but there has been little progress.

These continents are areas controlled by Daqian. The Jinwu Guards have always had a good attitude and are very cooperative with Lin Weichen's investigation.

Therefore, both emotionally and logically, she had to protect the four people. After all, the investigation would continue, and the cooperation of Qian Ting was indispensable.

"Do you need a reason?!"

Looking down at the five red-browed monks, Dou Wuyou asked coldly.

The devil also has a way. He owed the red-browed monk a favor in his early years, so he agreed to protect him this time.

Breaking the agreement and doing this will certainly make some old guys in the sect dissatisfied, but this "little thing" is nothing and can be settled easily.

After all, Huaizhou is the inherent territory of Qian Ting. The rise of the Purple Turban Army will be the greatest harm to Qian Ting. On the contrary, it will definitely consume Qian Ting's energy.

The relationship between Daqian and the Holy Land is very delicate. They compete with and cooperate with each other, and neither wants to see the other party gradually become stronger.

So if Dou Wuyou did this, at most he would only be reprimanded verbally.

Although the tone was still disdainful, it was obvious that this person was very serious when facing Lin Weichen.

After all, the other party's background is also profound, and he is ranked fifth on the real person list, ranking higher than him.

"You~!"

Lin Weichen was certainly not satisfied with this answer.

Her face turned cold, and she immediately pinched the magic formula, and placed her right hand on her left hand like a sword, and the power of her magical powers immediately increased.

Ninth-grade magical power—harmony with light and dust!

Visible to the naked eye, the power of the gray spiritual light increased greatly, immediately overpowering the deep darkness in terms of momentum.

This magical power is very characteristic of Taoism and coincides with the profound meaning of "the unity of all things".

Even that palpitating, profound darkness has a tendency to melt under the illumination of gray spiritual light.

Under the gaze of pairs of eyes, the gray aura gradually broke the balance, and its power gradually overcame the deep darkness, gaining the upper hand in the fight.

Wherever he passed, the extremely dense darkness melted away, light appeared again in the space, and the disturbing aura quickly dissipated.

Balance exists among all things!

"But on the real person list, the ranking is only two places higher. Could it be that I think this Holy Son is afraid of you."

The purple robe fluttered in the wind, Dou Wuyou continued to speak wildly, but his eyes were extremely solemn.

The next moment, his lavender eyes turned into pitch black, with an indescribable demonic and evil nature, as if the ancient evil had come to the world again.

At the same time, the power of the dark magical power increased greatly.

The power enveloped the entire Luofu Fang City, and the shadow covered half of the sky, and even the light of the stars and the moon could not shine in.

Wisps of black energy overflowed, and in just a few breaths, countless low-level monks lost their lives.

Screams and wails came and went.

Ninth-level magical power—Dark Abyss!

"boom!!!"

In the sky above Fangshi, two ninth-grade magical powers were fighting fiercely.

After Dou Wuyou started to get serious, the Dark Abyss magical power gradually stabilized the situation, successfully resisting the dissolution of the gray aura, and tended to push back.

Even the gray aura of "harmony with light and dust", a ninth-level magical power, will be quickly dissolved and disintegrated once it enters the deep darkness.

In the darkness, there is no light.

Melt into the shadows and find the truth!

"Click"

"Rumble"

In a battle of ninth-grade magical powers, both sides were cultivators at the peak of the Golden Core, and ranked among the top ten in the list of real people in the Central Realm.

The terrifying power, even though they are all in the Golden Core realm, Jin Wuwei, Hongmei Monk, and Fangshi Golden Core are all secretly frightened, clearly understanding the huge gap between them.

"This kind of strength has indeed reached the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm."

"Compared to myself, it's hard to say who will win or lose. You have to fight to know."

"If you don't use the Sword of Destruction, the best result is to defeat it. Killing it is absolutely impossible."

Under the eaves, Liu Yu looked calm.

But witnessing the confrontation between the two ninth-level magical powers, he felt a little moved in his heart and couldn't help but secretly compare them.

On the other side, five red-browed cultivators from the Purple Turban Army took the opportunity to rescue twenty-eight members.

As soon as the mana was transformed into escaping light, each member was wrapped up in it, and they quickly escaped in the direction away from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison.

"Whoosh~"

Before leaving, the red-browed monk looked back, his lips moved and he sent out a spiritual message.

After receiving the message, Dou Wuyou glanced at a few people, and then concentrated on confronting Lin Weichen.

"Click"

"Rumble"

In the night sky, "Light and Dust" and "Dark Abyss" are equally divided, each occupying a piece of sky.

The momentum of this fight was extremely huge, and the power that occasionally escaped was so terrifying that the low-level monks in the city had to stay away.

It's just that despite the huge momentum, the two always only fought with their magical powers, and no other means such as magic weapons and spells were used.

Obviously, there is still some restraint.

But that's right, the status of the Holy Son and the Saint in the Holy Land is very important, and it is impossible to make enemies casually.

The Qian Ting family was the largest, occupying most of the Central Territory.

When it comes to dealing with Daqian Immortal Court, the three holy places have always been on the same page, and their relationship is relatively good.

The two of them each represent Dao Yi Holy Land and the Yuanshi Demon Sect. Naturally, they have to consider from the standpoint of their respective forces, and they cannot really do whatever they want.

Although they seemed to be powerful, Dou Wuyou and Lin Weichen obviously did not use their true strength.

In the fierce confrontation of magical powers, another four or five breaths of time passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the Qianting cultivator had already entered within thirty miles, Dou Wuyou didn't want to quarrel with him, so he could only put away his magical power first.

"That's it, the Japanese master will come to challenge and change the ranking on the real person list!"

Before leaving, he was a little unwilling to give in, and let out wild words through the magic sound transmission.

Although it seemed that both sides were evenly matched, Dou Wuyou knew clearly that he was still slightly at a disadvantage.

Before he finished speaking, a black light enveloped him, and he fled towards the distance majestically.

Seeing this, the monk Qian Ting, who had arrived late, did not dare to pursue him at will.

The monks of the Purple Turban Army have turned into various colored points of light on the horizon, and have escaped at least a hundred miles away.

This square execution was a complete failure.

"Chase!"

More than a dozen Qanting Jindan paused briefly, including the four Jinwu Guards, and then continued to chase in the direction where the Purple Turban Army had fled.

If something like this happened and they watched the other party successfully escape, they would not be able to explain it to their superiors.

Although the pursuit at this time will most likely not be fruitful, at least the attitude is shown, and the punishment may be lighter.

Lin Weichen, however, was not a Qianting monk and did not continue the pursuit.

The woman thought for a moment in the air, took out the jade token, read and sent a message.

Then he turned around and flew towards Jiangzhou.

In order to clear her name and have a future in the sect, even if she and her fiancé were just having fun, Lin Weichen must find out the truth behind the death of Holy Son Dao Yi!

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From the time when the Purple Turban Army robbed the execution ground to when the Taoist Saint "Lin Weichen" finally left, it only took about thirty breaths.

Everything happened too fast, and in just thirty breaths, it had already come to an end.

The high-level monks left one after another, leaving only the low-level monks in shock in the semi-ruined market.

"I don't know what impact this matter will have on the next actions of the Commoner League?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Liu Yu thought silently in his heart.

He put on his hood again, gently brushed off the dust on his robe, and walked straight towards the inn area of ​​Louvre City.

"I wonder if some of the Purple Turban Army comrades and the twenty-eight members can escape smoothly?"

On the way, Guo Poyun talked about what happened just now.