After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 169 Manma advancement

“Is she really talking about the birth of ten thousand demons?”

Ji Shu nodded carelessly, “Yes, Chunqiu, what is the birth of a ten thousand demons?”

Xie Chunqiu frowned tightly, and the devilish breath poured in like a tide, almost suffocating her.

Affected by demonic energy, mortals faintly become impetuous. There have been several disputes and accidents in the bustling Luoshui streets.

Xie Chunqiu said: “First disperse the people in the city, let them return home and close the door. Then send troops to garrison and wait for it. By the way, the demons cannot be defeated by manpower alone. Can there be extra Yanjia in the library? They are all equipped. ”

Ji Shu scratched his head, “Is it so serious?”

Xie Chunqiu’s face sinks like water, “Be prepared to fight to the death. In all likelihood, you and I will both die here.”

The city is full of people, looking down over it, like ants.

An inexplicable chill arose in Ji Shu’s heart. He turned his head and glanced at the pale monk, “Then… you leave here first, didn’t you say that your sweetheart is in the Qianhan Palace? You go find her, here we are greedy. Wolf Army!”

Xie Chunqiu clenched his hands and shook his head, “I will leave, but not at this time.”

The deep black mist rolled in, the silver armor general’s long sword waved, and the red-eyed demon soldiers slowly crossed the land of the demon.

With the declining grass and the wind blowing mud and cracks, this advance army stepped silently across the vast plains.

The wind in the north is icy and bitter, and the sound of everything running away is engulfed in the wind.

A piece of icy snow drifted down slowly.

Shen Zhishui stopped his horse, reached out his hand to catch the snowflakes, and looked down at Jieying’s flowers, not knowing what he was thinking.

The demon soldiers behind them rioted, and the shrill screams one after another, one after another.

Dongting rode a bone horse and urged: “Beichen, hurry up.”

Shen Zhishui tilted his head, his eyes were cold, his fingers closed, and the snowflake was in his palm.

Her palms were colder than ice, so the snowflake stayed well, like the apricot flower that the girl had carefully caught in the spring rain of apricot blossoms.

Even if the memory is erased, some things are engraved in the bones.

For example, the love of life, and the heart of cherishing flowers.

A mist of blood rose quietly from the ground.

No one noticed.

The blood gas gradually penetrated, and Peiyu was hidden in the dark, secretly manipulating the blood mist.

Shen Zhishui frowned lightly, instinctively aware that it was wrong.

There was a sudden commotion among the demon soldiers, and the two monsters had red eyes and were fighting each other.

Shen Zhishui pulled his horse back to the rein, and before he could stop it, a cold sword light suddenly came from his blood.

This sword light is colder than ice and snow, and brighter than the sun and the moon.

Fast as a thunderbolt, as fast as thunder and lightning, stabbed silently.

Shen Zhishui had a flower in front of him, and closed his eyes uncontrollably.

There was a sharp sound, the sword qi stabbed on the mask, the devil qi suddenly dispersed, and pale eyebrows were exposed.

Huaibo was startled, and the tip of his sword leaned, “Is it you?”

Shen Zhishui didn’t understand the meaning of this sound. When she pulled out the magic blade, the figure of the swordsman in Tsing Yi disappeared into the fog again.

The fog is thick without knowing it.

The demon soldiers were already completely restless, constantly screaming, Xie Canglan leaped several times, cut down all the disobedient demons, gnawed their flesh and blood, showing a hideous smile-like a **** Asura.

Shen Zhishui’s head hurt again. When she saw this same clan, her heart couldn’t help but an urge to kill, wanting to cut the black armored head into pieces.

“It’s blood fog, which can disturb our minds.” Dongting’s hand holding the reins tightened slightly, and looked back. The devil was still at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, saying that he was going to say goodbye to the old man. He has not yet come out at this time. .”

The voice fell, thousands of bright sword lights fell from the sky, as if they were to be minced into flesh.

The sword formation opens.

The devil opened his eyes, smiled jokingly, and didn’t rush up to save his subordinates.

She was leaning on a bone mountain, a pair of bones kneeling on the opposite side, looking at her with empty eyes.

“Mingluan, Mingluan,” the demon sighed, “you have come back with the mirror of reincarnation, why are you still so miserable?”

More than three hundred years ago, a mysterious demon appeared here. At the same moment, the reincarnation mirror in the Qianhan Palace shattered suddenly-there would be no two identical reincarnation mirrors in the world, when someone came here with a future artifact. At that time, the mirror in this world will shatter due to the power of time.

Except for the Ancient Demon Lord, no one could think of this.

She took out a jug of wine and drank herself, “In your last life, or hundreds of thousands of years later, you killed me, didn’t you? Actually, I want to thank you, at least in the last life for freeing me.” She laughed at herself. He laughed, “This power would only bring misfortune to people. I knew you would end up like this a long time ago.”

The devil blinked and his red eyes rolled, “Why do people like us, walking in the night, want to extravagantly demand that ray of light? If you are not greedy, you would not be like this.” The wine glass poured, and the crimson wine splashed on. Ground.

“This cup, sacrifice to you,” she tossed the wine glass casually, “I’m going to leave, go to the world, there will be no deadline.”

Bones didn’t speak, his head hung down, ignorant, and on the empty breastbone, a small trembling flower swayed in the wind.

The devil frowned lightly, and folded the flower from the dry bones-pink petals, white stamens.

Strong emotions flowed with the flowers, and the devil seemed to stand in Mingluan’s memory and saw the girl in Tsing Yi smiled and arranged flowers for her temples. At that moment, the heart was filled with joy, and the dry bones also gave birth to flowers.

“Chi’er.” The devil looked down at the bones, “I will give her the flowers for you.”

The bones decayed silently, and countless fireflies scattered, illuminating the dark night for a moment, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

Mojun folded flowers with his left hand and a lamp in his right hand, pacing slowly. At the bottom of the abyss, a spark swayed slowly.

The Demon Slayer Array rises immediately, and the land of every demon instantly becomes purgatory.

In the sword light, countless monsters were twisted into pieces, blood and flesh like rain, wailing everywhere, **** on earth.

Dongting looked at the dirty blood splashed on the corners of the skirt, frowned, and scolded: “Bei Chen, Tai Wei, you two transforming gods, can’t you even kill a monk of Yuan Ying?”

The black and white shadows rushed into the blood mist, extremely fast, and only after a thought move, they came behind Huaibo.

With cold behind Huaibo, he swept forward, avoiding Shen Zhishui’s thunderous stab.

Upon seeing this, Peiyu jumped out and confronted the enemy with Huaibo.

The two were back to back and handed their backs to each other.

In the unparalleled cloud, shining light, Tsing Yi and white robe, hunting and flying.

Swords and swords are in perfect harmony, just like standing side by side thousands of times before.

The long sword is unrestrained and unrestrained, like a fish swimming in the water, a bird spreading its wings, a brilliant sword as cold as a bone, like a wind and snow, and a lonely moon.

In the blurred blood mist, the sharp sword light was raised, shimmering and piercing people’s eyes.

Dongting helped his forehead, thinking that he had done something wrong – actually let Shen Zhishui and Xie Canglan fight the two?

These two demon endlessly fought for a hundred years. They were both qualified to fight, but it was really horrible to say that they cooperated. It didn’t take long for Huai Bai Peiyu to be forced to retreat.

In desperation, she had to call the other two demon generals into battle, “Xueyi, Chang Ling, you guys also go and help.”

Although the swordsmanship of Huaibo and Peiyu is unparalleled in the world, the gap in cultivation level is difficult to fill in with subtle moves.

With Jin Dan and Yuan Ying’s cultivation base, for the four gods and demons, for any monk, it is a dangerous situation of ten deaths and no life.

Huaibo said in his heart: “Killing one does not lose, but killing two makes blood.”

As long as they punish a demon general here, it will clear a big obstacle for the immortal gate in the future.

The long sword was like a white snake, pointed at Xie Canglan, and made a deep sword mark on his magic armor.

Xie Canglan retreated quickly, and the cloud chased after him. The swords collided, the sparks splashed, and the sonorous swords pierced the wind.

Huaibo tapped his toes lightly, like a blue bird flying across the water, his figure was ethereal, avoiding the blocking attacks of several magical generals, and stab Xie Canglan in the chest without taking his life.

Wushuang rushed to help, clearing the obstacles on the road for her.

Peiyu was caught in a bitter battle, and a white shadow suddenly jumped out in front of him. With a loud noise, two long knives struck each other.

Shen Zhishui ran into Wushuang head-on with a knife, staring at Peiyu’s face, struggling in her eyes, and her eyelashes trembling slightly-this face that looked like Chaoyu made her subconsciously feel familiar, and she didn’t want to make a heavy hand.

Wushuang slashed across the magic blade, making a creepy, shrill sound.

The black mist dispersed like threads, Shen Zhishui instinctively avoided it, Peiyu took the opportunity to move forward, all the swords came out, and they pierced Xie Canglan’s body together. A squirt of blood spilled out, the monster was furious, his eyes were red, and it rushed forward against the magic soldier.

The devilish energy was condensed into a giant palm and photographed them.

A huge shadow enveloped the two of them, and their retreat had long been blocked by magic soldiers.

Huaibo and Peiyu looked at each other, the sword wind shook off the surrounding magic soldiers, and then a cool breeze rose, the sword was like a dragon, and a blue shadow passed by. The clear sword light was like a bright moon, illuminating the dark sky. .

The moon blossoms thickened, the giant palm burst open, and the vast magic mist burst out, immediately covering the cyan figure. In an instant, Qing Ying rushed out of the black mist, and the clouds were like frost and snow, hanging on Xie Canglan’s left chest.

It’s only a cent.

Then he can break his heart and smash his magic element.

At this moment, there was a long roar, and the surging magic power rose from the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns, swaying upwards, looking from a distance, like a deep black tornado straight through the world, blowing quickly here.

The tide of magic rushed and hit Huaibo. She trembling hands, tried to stab her sword into an inch. When she tried to push her sword again, her face paled and she spit out a mouthful of blood, and people fell like a broken kite.

“Master!” Peiyu hurried forward and caught her.

The devil swayed up, standing on the top of the wind and the top of the cloud, watching the world.

The sky is dim, the sun and the moon are dark, the dust is dusty, and the world is chaotic.

Huaibo leaned on Peiyu and looked up.

The demon of Genting threw it casually, a flower that didn’t belong here dropped down, and Huaibo couldn’t help catching it, looking stunned.

Peiyu supported her, “Master?”

The blood on the corner of Huaibo’s mouth was still wet, dripping on the pink petals, like red dew. She raised her head in a daze, the person in the cloud seemed to have changed their appearance, with black blood eyes, frost on the temples, and a smile. After a hundred years, a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, threw a spring of the year at her.

There is nothing in this body, just give a sprig of spring.

Peiyu looked at the purple-clothed girl, and was also startled, her lips moaning, her voice fading in the wind.

The devil looked at her with a surprised expression. He said slightly “Huh” and looked intently. He seemed to understand something. He laughed and said in a low voice, “That’s it, Mingluan, Mingluan, you are such a man. Foolish.”

Peiyu held a dazzling knife in his hand, as before, blocking Huaibo.

Whether it’s a charge or a **** storm, she will stand in front of the master, and will not give up half a step.

The girl’s eyes were black, with Huang Quan’s unrepentant obsession, and her hand raised the Yan Knife slightly, “Master, you will take the opportunity to leave later, don’t worry about me.”

Huaibo was shocked, and hurriedly pulled her hand, but pulled a blank, “Peiyu, what are you going to do?!”

The flower drifted down and turned into mud.

The snow-white figure broke through the black cloud, went straight for nine days, and appeared in front of the demon Lord when the flower was fading.

Suddenly, a lot of small lights appeared around them, like a group of fireflies swimming.

The devil’s pupils shrank, “The mirror of reincarnation, the power of time…”

The sparks crossed in one place, the Nine Heavens instant was burned to golden red, Wushuang whistling and stabbing, a golden light filled.

Everyone felt dizzy. When they came back to their senses, the white-clothed girl stood on the cloud, holding a half-mirror in her hand, and the devil was nowhere to be seen.

Huaibo supported his body with a sword, “Peiyu, come down!”

Peiyu smiled at her. Just as she was about to say something, the reincarnation mirror in her hand suddenly split into several pieces, and the dark magical energy overwhelmed her, instantly drowning her figure.

“Peiyu–!” Huaibo urged his spiritual energy and rushed to the sky, with a black mist in front of him, and he could barely see a little glowing light in the distance.

The closer she took a step, the more dizziness caused by the power of time, her face pale as snow.

Finally, the black mist was blown away, and the figures of Peiyu and the devil stood in the center of the devilish vortex, surrounded by numerous fragments of the reincarnation mirror.

Huaibo stretched out his hand and was only a few steps away from grasping the girl’s snow-white sleeves.

It suddenly became dark in front of his eyes, the Samsara Mirror and the two disappeared, the black mist gradually dissipated, and she was the only one in the air.

“Peiyu…” Huaibo stared at his empty hand, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Dongting said, “Xueyi, Taiwei, you kill her, Beichen, Changling, follow me to seize the mirror of reincarnation.”

“Yes!”

She led the Demon Soldier, and went in the direction of the Thousand Cold Palace. The only ones who stayed in the Land of Every Demon were the monsters that were slaughtered in their eyes.

Huaibo lowered his eyes, his eyes were red, and the green robe agitated, “Kill.”

The cloud picked up the demon blade that came facing away, and the blue shadow shook, and instantly appeared behind a monster, the sword rose and the sword fell, and blood was splashed.

In the wilderness, screams are intertwined with flesh and blood, and silent killings are ongoing.

The Qingyi on Huaibo’s body was stained red with blood, and the sword in his hand was pulled out of the monster’s body, dripping with blood, and the bones under his feet became mountains.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes were no longer clear.

The other two demon generals were also scarred, and there were a lot of colors.

But the monsters seemed inexhaustible, and they couldn’t be killed no matter what. After being injured, they became more bloodthirsty and brave, and rushed towards the Tsing Yi woman one by one.

With a backhand sword, Huaibo pierced the heart of the monster. Suddenly, he felt severe pain in the Dan Mansion. His footsteps were vain, and he stumbled a few steps forward and swallowed his blood.

The spiritual power has been consumed too much, she is already a tight string, on the verge of her limit!

At this moment, countless bird monsters flew in the sky, densely densely covering the sky.

The headed peacock feathers are like white silk, like a moonlight.

The wind blows, flying sand and rocks, the birds rushed down and fought with the monsters.

The bird demon is agile and flies up in a few blows, leaving the demons helpless and panic.

In the hurricane, the peacock turned into a human form, holding on to the fallen body.

Huaibo lifted his eyes with all his strength, sweat and blood sticking together, the eyes were blood red, and only the white shadow could be seen approaching, “Peiyu?”

Yinping was silent, picked her up, flew up, and led the demons to evacuate the battlefield.

——

Just as Peiyu and Huaibo were fighting fiercely in the Land of Every Demon, some monsters who lost their minds took the opportunity to flee, following the smell of flesh and blood, and rushed towards Luoshui.

The gate of Luoshui city was closed tightly, Ji Shu looked solemn, raised his hand, “Shoot!”

Dense streamers intertwined in the air, and feathers and arrows were like rain, shooting back the monsters that surged.

But like a locust tide, there are more and more monsters, but the stock of Yanjiajian in the army is getting less and less.

If this continues, sooner or later this small city will be swallowed by monsters.

Xie Chunqiu knew this too, loosened the hilt of his sword, untied his hair band, and his black hair was blown away by the wind in an instant. She stood, her body was quite loose, and the Xie’s clothing with black robe and red stripes fluttered in the wind.

“My good friend, if you see those two again, please give this hairband of mine to the girl in white clothes named Peiyu.”

Ji Shu took it, wondering what she meant, “What?”

Xie Chunqiu was silent, and suddenly jumped off the city wall, the long sword came out of its sheath, cut through his left arm, and blood poured out immediately.

For monsters, if the flesh and blood of ordinary people is like chaff, then the flesh and blood of the cultivator is like a delicious delicacy.

As long as she can draw away most of the monsters, with the wolf-greedy army, Luoshui’s predicament can be relieved.

The moment she opened her left arm, the monster went crazy and chased her regardless.

The hunting black robe disappeared into the magic tide in the blink of an eye. The next moment, she broke out of the magic group and led the monsters to rush away in the opposite direction to Luoshui.

“Spring and Autumn!!!” Ji Shu clenched the hair band in his hand, eyes full of tears.

The hairband fluttered in the air with bright red stripes, like the red plums on the skirt when Xie Chunqiu jumped off the city wall.

In the billowing smoke and dust, I saw the time of first sight in a trance.

The woman was dressed in plain ordinary clothes, only a black band with red stripes around her hair was blazing. Her figure was erratic, a sword pierced a huge monster. The monster’s huge body crashed to the ground, arousing dust.

Ji Shu Lema: “Who are you? Why did you appear in the land of every demonic?”

Xie Chunqiu smiled slightly, “You are not a monk, why are you here?”

Ji Shu raised the Yanjia bow in his hand: “Of course, in order to sharpen myself, I will fight against demons and become the pride of the wolf-greedy army!”

Xie Chunqiu was startled, a beam of light appeared in his lackluster eyes. After a long time, he said very lightly, “I want to be the pride of the Xie family…”