bookbashuk Chapter 123 Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Blood
Chapter 123 Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Blood
Chapter 126 Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Blood (First Update)
"It's actually a low-grade seventh-tier talisman!"
Bai Yanzhen, who had been thrown back, looked on incredulously.
It's not unusual for a demon king to use magical artifacts and talismans, but a seventh-tier talisman can definitely harm a Nascent Soul cultivator.
He didn't care about the power of the talisman. As a Golden Core cultivator at its peak, who didn't have some means to defend against Nascent Soul cultivators?
The key question is where the talisman in the Blood Demon King's hand came from.
The Wanling Mountains span the states of Zhao and Chu. How could a demon clan obtain such a high-level talisman?
The cultivators saw the smiling Spirit Vulture Demon Emperor, who, like the Burning Feather Demon Emperor, came from the outside world.
Both the seventh-tier array-breaking bead and that talisman must have been brought in by the other party.
But they no longer had time to investigate where these things came from, and they frantically rushed towards Tianliu City.
"Fellow Daoists, why didn't you say goodbye before leaving?"
How could Bai Lian and the other thirty-odd demon kings allow the Golden Core cultivators to go and provide support? They all used their massive physical bodies to desperately block them.
After a fierce battle, two Golden Core cultivators perished on the spot.
One of them even had his golden core extracted and was swallowed by the White Refining Demon King on the spot.
A cunning glint flashed in the Blood Demon King's crimson vertical pupils in the distance. Taking advantage of the intertwining spells, its massive body covered in blood-red fur flashed to the edge of the great formation.
"Open the gate for me!"
With a deafening roar, those giant hands, capable of crushing mountains, suddenly plunged into the crack in the array.
The protective spiritual shield suddenly erupted with dazzling blood light, creating a stalemate with the restorative power of the great formation, and the formation barrier began to make cracking sounds as it was overwhelmed.
Under the Demon King's influence, the cracks actually began to slowly widen.
The cultivators maintaining the formation in the city all coughed up blood, their faces turning even paler. Even though they poured all their magical power into it, they still couldn't repair the cracks in the formation.
Unless a golden core can drive the Blood Fiend Demon King away.
On the city wall, the cultivators were terrified when they saw the massive, mountain-like demon king suddenly burst into the formation.
They never imagined that a crack would be torn in a dignified seventh-order formation.
Actually, this can't be blamed on the Spirit Vulture Demon Emperor's profound skills. As long as a Nascent Soul cultivator is in charge of the formation, even a seventh-order formation-breaking bead will not cause the formation to crack even a little.
But it's too late to say anything now.
Fortunately, the Blood Fiend Demon King needed to fight the formation with all his might, and the other demon kings were all entangled in the Golden Core stage, so the cultivators in the city only needed to deal with the low-level demon beasts that were pouring in.
But such a huge number is truly terrifying.
The Zhang family was originally a united group, but they were first intimidated by the Demon King, and then scattered by the swarming demon beasts. Now they are fighting on their own.
Not only them, but all the cultivators were forced to fight the demonic beasts in close combat.
Having exhausted too much magical power, many people could no longer hold on and were killed by the attacking monsters before they could even use their talismans.
The city walls were piled high with the corpses of demonic beasts and cultivators, and the stench of blood filled everyone's nostrils.
"Help! Fellow Daoist, please save me!"
Various cries for help reached Zhang Lingyu's ears; at this moment, he was surrounded by dozens of demonic beasts.
The two Foundation Establishment puppets beside him also had many scratches on their surfaces.
Fortunately, with the help of the Soul-Eating Bees, he was relieved of a lot of pressure.
"Gengjin Sword Technique!"
The two flying swords in mid-air continuously unleashed sword energy, sweeping away the demonic beasts gathered around him. But as soon as a circle was cleared, even more demonic beasts filled in.
It's as if they can never be killed off.
"Lingtai, get out of the way!"
A familiar voice reached the boy's ears, causing him to turn around abruptly, even though he hadn't been paying attention.
Five second-tier demonic beasts had gathered around the younger brother, but Zhang Lingtai's robes and magical artifacts were tattered and torn.
Even worse, there wasn't a single drop of magic power left in his dantian.
It's fair to say they're basically just waiting to die.
Zhang Lingtai was filled with despair, but a roar pulled him back to reality. He turned around sharply and saw his grandfather, Zhang Yuanming, rushing towards him.
This family elder's cultivation level was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but his speed was already comparable to that of the peak of Qi Refining.
Judging from the gradually withering body that can be seen with the naked eye, it was clear that the Blood Burning Secret Technique had been used.
Ignoring the fierce attacks of the monsters, Zhang Yuanming charged into the horde, then grabbed his grandson by the collar and tossed him far away.
He wanted to escape immediately, but unexpectedly a third-tier demonic beast approached and bit off his left arm.
Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Xingyao, who were far away, looked anxious and tried desperately to get there, but they were surrounded by layer upon layer of demonic beasts. He originally wanted to drive his magic sword to provide support.
However, he was also knocked to the ground by a third-tier demon beast.
"Grandpa, run!"
Zhang Lingtai, who had fallen to the ground, hurriedly got up and roared at Zhang Yuanming, whose body was already badly broken, but his vision was blocked by layer upon layer of demonic beasts.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a violent explosion occurred where Zhang Yuanming was located.
The old man revealed himself.
The monsters surrounding it were too late to dodge, and before they could even scream, they were all blasted into a rain of blood.
The third-tier demon beast was also severely injured as a result. It tried to turn and run away, but was decapitated by a sudden sword strike.
The flying sword stumbled and spun around, returning to its master Zhang Lingyu's hand.
His expression was complex, but now was not the time for sorrow. He shouted at Zhang Lingtai, "Lingtai, what are you standing there for? Find somewhere to hide!"
"You don't want your grandfather's sacrifice to have been in vain!"
Overwhelmed with grief, Zhang Lingtai was already in tears. Upon hearing this roar, he immediately snapped out of his daze and ran towards a slightly safer place.
After seeing that the other party had temporarily hidden themselves, Zhang Lingyu was about to go to her family members to continue providing support when she heard continuous booming sounds coming from both near and far.
Countless pieces of flesh and blood flew across the city walls, and the blood rain had already stained everyone red.
Clearly, many cultivators have chosen to self-destruct with the demonic beasts, either for the greater good or out of desperation.
Because of the heroic deeds of these cultivators, fear appeared in the eyes of the usually ferocious demon beasts for the first time, and their survival instinct made them take two steps back.
"The monster is scared, everyone, keep going!"
It was unclear which cultivator took the lead in shouting, but it instantly ignited the morale among the cultivators.
Even though their magic power was already exhausted, they still rushed forward recklessly in order to survive.
Just as they began to organize a counterattack, the Blood Demon King also made a new move.
The demon king was in great pain, with a bloody hole torn open in his abdomen, from which countless blackish-red bloodstains flowed, scalding the ground with pit after pit.
At this moment, due to the injuries to its body and the depletion of its demonic power, it could no longer support the cracks in the formation!
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