She Is Not a Witch Chapter 95: Blood and fire reflect the night
Chapter 726 Blood and Fire Reflected in the Night
Beyond the glen, the land in the wilderness is full of ghosts and spirits running around. The number of them is endless. Under the detailed count, there may be more than one hundred thousand.
And these monsters gathered together, and they became more restless. Although it is the secret treasure that drives these monsters to "Exorcise Evil and Expel the Nether Angle", it has a miraculous effect on the monsters that multiplied in the Yama Cave, but after all, the thousand years have passed. Just let them gather in a certain direction, if you want to make fine adjustments, it is basically impossible.
Looking at this land from a distance, the noise of the night is noisy, and the whimpering and howling sounds of monsters spread to all directions, making people afraid of it.
The line of defense outside the valley is like a dam to withstand the impact of the black wave. Although tough, it has been a long time and the staff is exhausted, and gaps have gradually appeared in some places, which is precarious.
Seeing that the general situation is about to collapse, when the demons are rampant for evil, a group of purple firefly-like meteors rushed from the sky.
These meteors feel unpleasant in the field of vision, but in fact they are like streamers, passing quickly, passing through the layers of dark clouds, and rushing towards the target.
When approaching the valley not far away, these streamers split immediately, swimming and spinning in the air, drawing a long and flashing arc of light, until the firefly's dots gradually stabilized and hovered in the air.
All of them are dressed in purple clothes, their eyes are as bright as electricity, they carry long swords, and they wear purple jade on their waists. And they are the main line disciples from Ningzizhao Night Palace, and all of them are Sequence 5, and even the top disciples of Digital Sequence 6.
"Follow me to illuminate the night burning array!" One of them shouted, his voice thunderous.
"Yes!"
Just words, these more than five hundred sequence 5 inner disciples turned into purple fire, and they were staggered in the air like a lantern in a night tour.
And when these purple lanterns are formed, the magic power of the necromantic sequence flows, and under the coordination of each other, a strange wind surrounds them.
Such a lavish purple fire lantern, rushing down from the air, staggered and shuttled among the wild monsters, the purple flame burned, and the fire danced like a dragon, forming a suffocating high temperature.
Many monsters were shocked by this shock, and some turned around, hoping to attack these purple lanterns that wandered at night, but these lanterns were extinguished, like fireflies, which made them difficult to catch. As for a large number of demons wailing and suffocating in the chase.
Seeing this scene, some demons decided to resist the call and drive of the horn because of the fear and panic in their hearts, biting the awkwardness in their minds and fleeing back, stepping on countless low-level demons along the way.
Under the dark night sky, this purple lantern swims in it at night, the fire dragon dances with it, constantly shuttles, burns and expels those gathered monsters.
As it passed, a large number of demons died directly. Even though some monsters survived the high temperature, the bone-erupting wind of the fire dragon also shuttled in.
These quiet winds are silent and invisible, but after being blown by them, the bodies of many demons are stiff, and then their bodies gradually peel off, turning into gray ashes and dust. The withering power of the necromantic sequence is full of strength.
Under the expansion of such purple fire waves, the monsters on the earth finally began to retreat and flee because of fear, and their scenes spread like ripples in the night.
"What to do. Master Heling? The people sent by the master are here, have our actions been discovered." Several disciples who had been stationed anxiously asked the real person Heling.
"I didn't expect them to come so quickly." At this moment, the real person He Ling is dressed in a purple-gray robe, standing against the wind, watching the blazing firelight in the night in the distance.
Suddenly, he fell into a deep voice. "What to do? Of course it was cut and killed. Are you still doing your dream of escaping and surrendering?"
"Don't forget, we all have blood on our hands!" The real Heling turned his head, half of his face was illuminated by the distant fire, and the other half of his face was grinning in the shadow, like a ghost.
"These masters sent their disciples in a hurry, with only more than 500 people, but they are now spanning thousands of miles and displaying a large array, and they must be tired."
"We still have more than 300 people. Coupled with the secret treasure of Yan Luo Palace, we may not be able to get chestnuts out of the fire."
"Wait for this matter, I will advance with the help of the secret realm of Yamagata. After that, all of them will be at rank 7 or above, and then the world will not be able to go anywhere. Maybe even the mountains of the Yellow Sea can be traveled, which is the old five phoenixes. A place to gather."
He Ling said some words, leaving these disciples stunned, and then a look of expectation and hope appeared on his face. Immediately they also looked fiercely stern.
I have it once, and naturally I won’t be so resistant the second time. Human nature is like this, and it gradually slips away.
Following the words of real person Heling, these remaining disciples were gradually persuaded, and they moved out of another Yan Luo Palace treasure again.
In the evening mountains, on a hidden mountain peak, a huge black and white metal furnace was gradually moved up and straightened.
At the top of this huge black and white furnace, there are eight lifelike metal serpents. They are twisted and struggling. Their heads are human-like, some are dragon-like, and some are like beasts and monsters.
Immediately under the urging of dozens of disciples, the lid on this pill furnace turned, and the entire pill furnace was gradually lit up as if charged with energy, revealing the pattern of the furnace body in the dark night.
'Human Demon Ecstasy Furnace' was the secret treasure of Yan Luo Palace back then. Although it has been corroded by thousands of years, it still maintains the coral-level quality.
Under the urging of these rebellious disciples in accordance with the secret law, this high-rise pill furnace gradually became blazing, and the three huge feet also penetrated deeply into the ground below.
Following the activation of the pill furnace, the roots of the three metal furnace feet also extended like a root system, and continued to expand until they touched a certain dragon vein tributary underground.
Then this pill furnace made a dull sound like a cow screaming, and the steaming white gas emerged from the top of the furnace, and then the power of the dragon veins in the ground poured in like a long whale sucking water, and continuously poured into the pill furnace , Burning like a fire.
After a stick of incense, the lid on the pill furnace turned again, exposing the hot inner furnace, and then beams of light gushed out, and the long howling sound spread to the four fields.
The purple lanterns in the distance were also attracted by the whistling sound of the beam of light.
"What is that?" One of the main disciples was asking, but immediately he knew the result.
When this sharp and fierce howling sounded, the corpses of the dead monsters in the wilderness floated with stars, and their soul fragments gradually floated into the air as if attracted. Form a faint blue stream of light spots, and even a long river.
Seeing that these broken soul galaxies are about to converge on that mountain peak, a disciple of the main school Zhaoye Palace shouts.
"Stop them!"
As soon as the voice fell, a long arc of sword swept across, clearing the ghost fragments in an area.
It's just that there are hundreds or thousands of demons who have died on this land. After this time of battle, the accumulated corpses of their fallen are already countless. And even these main school's Zhaoye Palace disciples discovered something was wrong. But it was too late.
A large number of ghost fragments are sucked into that tall pill furnace like a Tianhe River flows backwards.
"Take your life!" A necromantic sequence 6 true biography disciple rushed down from the sky, the sword light shattered the galaxy, and went straight to the rebellion of this group of happy monsters.
Said it's too late, it's fast, when the sword light swept, the real person He Ling below also opened his feather fan and swept away. A quiet wind surged from the ground and rushed towards the figure that was attacking.
"Is it you, He Ling?"
The true disciple waved his sword light, but felt a strange wind blowing on the side of his face, and then there were several wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and even the hair began to fade.
Compared with other Tier 5 inner disciples, He Ling is now also a true disciple of the Necromancer Sequence 6, and after absorbing the secrets of the ancient Yama Palace, he will be stronger than his peers in the general Zhao Ye Palace. .
Faced with the weird wind that corroded years and even life, the true disciple in purple clothes was also shocked. When did that inconspicuous He Ling, who barely reached the threshold, became so powerful, and she had such a deep understanding of the path of withering and exhaustion.
This kind of weird wind, although it seems that it cannot directly kill the enemy, but because it cannot be cured, it is difficult to guard against, and it is even more terrifying to lead people into the netherworld. If you can't kill such an opponent quickly, you will gradually age in its torment, and eventually die from exhaustion.
In response, the sword-wielding disciple Zhaoye Palace suddenly violent, showing all his killer moves, and no longer stopped his hand, stabbing the standing Heling like an electric body.
Songli Styx Array!
A disciple who followed the real person of Heling circled up, his form was indistinct, forming an illusory and isolated realm. Let this person who rushed into this realm be trapped in a hazy cloud and mist, on the edge of a cold underworld.
This is not based on the skills and techniques of the Night Palace, but the secret of the Yama Palace, used to isolate and confuse the enemy, so that it is trapped in it and unable to extricate itself.
It’s just that today, not only this true disciple came here, but Zhao Yegong’s elites are all here.
The other two real disciples of Sequence 6 immediately made up, and the purple fire was like a dragon, burning the sky at night, rushing in, directly burning more than a dozen rebel disciples in the formation on the spot, and their souls were scattered.
Various wailing sounds sounded on the top of the mountain, and then the main line disciples from behind came and rushed down, killing together with the rebellious disciples below.
Both of them come from the same door, wearing purple clothes, the bright and extinguished purple fire and sword light are flying, hot and cold. From time to time, a disciple was dissipated by the purple fire, or was pierced by the cold sword light, unwilling to fall down.
Familiar faces emerged in the night flames, and many of them fell into the blood with incredulity.
Perhaps before this, there is still some fluke between the two parties, hoping that the other party will not be as expected, but there is no room for reversal in reality. Between the splashes of blood, the old friends of the same family disappeared, and the eyes that killed each other were blood red.
If there are elders who have been in the night palace seeing this scene, they will probably weep and sigh: "Where is this."
These people have all studied and socialized in one place, studying the methods and practices of the new era together, but now they have come to the opposite side and can no longer turn back.
Seeing that the main line disciples gradually suppressed these rebellious disciples because of their superior numbers. Three true-hered disciples of the Necromantic Sequence 6 besieged and killed He Ling, and beat him to the left and right, all in danger. At this time, the black-and-white "Demon-Transforming Ecstasy Furnace" changed again. The upper lid clicked and turned, twisted and closed, and then a dull whistling sound spouted from the small holes under the Dan Furnace, and there was still a hot and hot air in it. Vain.
In this boiling mist, huge snake heads swimming and ferocious protruding from the bottom of the furnace, some resemble human faces, some resemble dragon heads, some resemble poisonous insects, and others resemble demons.
After the heads of these eight aerosol snakes emerged, they quickly condensed like a real entity, with delicate and reflective scales on them, and the bloodthirsty and cunning fierce light in their eyes.
They attacked ~IndoMTL.com~ with one bite and bite on the main vein disciples who came, swallow them, or bite most of them directly, leaving only half of their bodies in place.
If you want to turn into ghosts and escape, these snakeheads will like them more. With long sucking in their mouths, those ghost-shaped Zhaoyegong disciples are directly swallowed into the snake's mouth and turned into food.
Each of its snake heads probably has the strength of Sequence 7 Necromancer, powerful and fierce.
Although in the wild, the true disciples of Sequence 6 of the door-to-door faction can also deal with Sequence 7 monsters, but these snakeheads are more special. They are the means left by Yan Luo Palace back then, far more than other Sequence 7 monsters. The beast must be strong and difficult for people to resist. Under its sudden attack, a serial 6 true disciple was clamped by three snake heads, and then torn apart.
The tragic light of blood exploded on the top of the mountain with the crackling sound.
A true disciple of the main line died, and other inner disciples of the main line also suffered heavy casualties.
The two sides separated for a while, looking at each other in the air, and then looking again, the ground was covered with purple-clothed corpses and blood stains, and dazzling and sporadic flames were everywhere.
The disciples of Zhaoye's Inner Sect in the palace stood silently, their faces swaying in the dim firelight, and thick and sticky blood slowly dripped from the long sword in their hands.
(End of this chapter)