Chapter 245: A Lot of Calculations, a Bullet Coming From the West

Outside the Ruyue Market.

On a small hill.

"Even at this point, you still have the courage to fight to the death. Should I say that you are worthy of the Zhang Mengyao I know?"

Ye Ming raised his head and looked at the Ruyue Market not far away. In the boundless darkness, the dazzling sword light was like a candlelight swaying in the wind. Even though it was constantly swaying, it was still tenacious.

"Sword cultivators are like this, they would rather die than surrender." Behind him, that is, the place where the former incarnation fell, the swollen corpse king among the zombies, Ye You said coldly, "Although such a person is worthy of admiration, she happens to be our enemy, so we can only send her to death!"

The enemy's hero is our enemy, the demon cultivators are not ignorant of the principle.

But the more they encounter such people, the faster they must get rid of them, the more they must cut the grass and root them out, and not leave them any chance of survival.

Otherwise, once the other party grows up, it will be an unprecedented worry for them.

"That's right." After hearing this, Ye Ming also sneered, "Indeed, he deserves to be killed."

"Brother, should we take action?" A demon cultivator behind him asked.

"No, it's not easy to deal with the human-headed evil creature that was created at such a great cost."

Ye Ming looked into the distance with a dim look in his eyes.

"Even if we use the formation to stimulate the golden elixir-level sword energy, it is impossible to kill this human-headed evil creature with tenacious vitality and half a step to the golden elixir."

"Their defeat is certain, so we should take care of our own business. Well, it's almost time, we should go."

"The Blood Demon has handed the means of activating the hidden hand to us. At this time, when the attention of all the people in Qingyun Sect is attracted, it is our best time to act."

The demon cultivators naturally knew that, let alone destroying this Ruyuefang City, even if they destroyed three markets in a row, Qingyun Sect could rebuild at any time as long as they paid enough resources.

And even if they completely disrupted the ruling order in their rear, Qingyun Sect could just withdraw all its forces back to the mountain gate.

Then, with the help of the power of the land where the gods fell, they constructed a formation infinitely close to the fourth-level formation [Jiamu Qingtian Formation], defending Qingyun Sect and waiting for Qingyun Zhenren to break through the Nascent Soul and reverse the situation.

Therefore, for the mortal dynasty, the method of occupying transportation hubs, seizing the gains and losses of a city and a pond, and determining the situation of the war is not applicable to the Lingnan Xiuxian land.

Therefore, the fundamental purpose of the demon cultivators has never been the market or the big city, but - people!

It is the people in this world who have great power!

That is, those high-level cultivators who are either on the front line or in the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect!

Only by defeating them can we truly and thoroughly affect the situation of the war from the root and destroy the Qingyun Sect!

Soon, a breeze blew, and the figures of several demon cultivators on the hillside had disappeared.

Zheng!

At this moment, a war was taking place in Ruyue Market.

The sword energy rushed to the sky, and the sword was horizontal and vertical. The sword light like autumn water flashed through the dark clouds, and a large number of heads were crushed into pieces.

Under the crisp sound of the sword, the resentful soul that kept wailing was shaken off the resentment on its body, and then it was beaten to death by the overflowing sword light.

After such a cleanup, the terrifying curse covering the entire market began to decrease rapidly. Many cultivators only felt that their bodies were lighter, and the spiritual light of the formation began to brighten.

The cultivators in the market who recovered not only bore the backlash of the golden elixir sword energy, but also continued to inject their own power into it, making it more powerful!

Then, the sword light turned around like a dragon, and with the power of the entire formation and the full support of the remaining cultivators, it went straight to the human head evil thing in the sky!

This sword gathered the power of all the remaining cultivators in the market!

At this moment, all the cultivators in the market looked up at the sky, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time:

'Can this sword succeed? ! '

But no one saw that in this thick darkness, the huge head in the sky looked at this scene, and a touch of human mockery appeared on its weird face.

At this moment, in its huge pupils, the countless dead heads contained in it suddenly shattered, and dark red blood flowed out, dyeing the originally pale pupils completely dark red!

The next moment, Zhang Mengyao, who had just broken through the blockade of the dark clouds with the golden elixir sword energy, directly met the dark red eyes!

In an instant, not only Zhang Mengyao, but even the cultivators in the market who helped her bear the backlash, felt that the world was suddenly covered with a layer of faint blood!

Illusion, illusion? ! No, that's not right! ...

All the cultivators only felt that at this moment, the world was silent.

Then, as if from a very far distance, there came a sound that was like weeping and complaining, but as time passed, the sound became louder and louder, as if countless people were screaming in their ears!

"Why, why don't you save me?!"

"Help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Why am I dead, but you are still alive?!"

"You deserve to die! Damn it! Damn it!"

The strange breath, countless whispers, and all kinds of bizarre images are rushing to be thrown into everyone's sea of ​​consciousness!

This is the impact of the resentful souls of tens of thousands of dead casual cultivators!

Originally, the resentful souls of tens of thousands of Qi-refining casual cultivators united, but they could not compete with this golden elixir sword light. After all, the difference in quality cannot be made up so easily by quantity.

However, the existence of Feijiang Moxiu, who was half a step into the golden elixir, secretly integrated all the resentful souls, and then integrated three spiritual objects of several levels, causing a qualitative change, so that it could break through the protection of the golden elixir sword light and the formation, and forcibly affect everyone!

Woo!

Without Zhang Mengyao's control, the sword light made a mournful cry, as if it had spirituality, falling down, surrounding the formation to protect.

But obviously, the evil head in the sky would not miss this opportunity, but continued to attack directly.

Then, this huge dead head actually began to shrink a little bit.

No, to be precise, it did not shrink, but the dead heads on the periphery fell directly.

Suddenly, thousands of dead heads fell down, and under the blessing of the earth's evil spirit, they came directly to the periphery of the formation and bit it hard.

Crack!

On the formation, there were extremely fine cracks under this bite!

The guarding sword light seemed to notice this abnormality and whistled over.

But the next moment, a large number of dead heads rushed up and surrounded it, carrying the strong evil spirit of corrosive magic, and bit it as well!

Crunch!

A creepy chewing sound came from the air.

This flowing sword light was actually being eaten alive by these large numbers of heads!

Even though the former was constantly stimulating the sword energy and crushing these gnawed heads into pieces, there were still other heads rushing up one after another, constantly nibbling at the sword light.

This scene was just like locusts preying on large living creatures!

Woo!

The sword light seemed to wail, constantly moving, as if trying to break through the blockade, but to no avail.

And as time passed, the sword energy was gradually consumed, directly revealing the figure of Zhang Mengyao!

And below, the spiritual light defense curtain of the formation was already covered with cracks.

But no cultivator in the market could react.

Because they were constantly resisting the impact of the soul, but were crushed into a mass of bloody fireworks by the pressure shared by the formation!

All the means that could be used had been used up, but it was obvious that they could not resist for long.

At this moment, death was like a shadow, as if it could come at any time!

The human-headed evil creature in the sky saw this scene, and the contempt and ridicule on his face became more intense.

The flying demon cultivator who was responsible for controlling it sneered in his heart: 'Really, you don't know how to live or die! '

'I sacrificed tens of thousands of casual cultivators with blood, consumed several precious third-level evil treasures, and I secretly controlled it. How could you foundation-building cultivators contend with it... huh? ! '

The flying demon cultivator was thinking, but suddenly felt that there seemed to be a sharp sword stabbing at his forehead. This was a premonition that was enough to endanger his life!

What, what's the situation? !

Before he had time to figure it out, the giant had an extra face, and he saw a point of azure light suddenly appearing in the western sky.

The stream of light became bigger and bigger, as if in a flash, it suddenly filled the entire field of vision from one point!

What is this? !

A look of fear appeared on the face of the evil creature with a human head, and it wanted to resist.

But the speed was so fast that it had no time to react, and could only watch the two collide!

At this moment, the world seemed to freeze.

A big hole appeared in the center of the eyebrows of the huge human head.

Then, a bright blue light jumped from the hole.

Then, one after another blue light tore out from the human head, until a critical point, the human head suddenly exploded and turned into a sea of ​​thunder that raged all over the sky!

At this moment, thousands of miles away.

On a huge iron ore mountain, on a cracked turret base, Lin Chen stood up.

He looked in the direction of Ruyuefang City, clapped his hands, and said lightly: "One shot to the head, the target has been solved, and the sniper was successful."