Chapter 6 Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains 6

"These demons have surrounded us for several months, but they dare not fight. What are they thinking?"

"Naturally, they are afraid of our Sanqing array. It's ridiculous that these demons know that they are invincible and want to swallow elephants with snakes, and they are not afraid of choking to death."

"It can't be said that these demons cover the mountains and seas, and they are afraid of millions of people. After all, our Kunlun is weak. Although we rely on the Sanqing array handed down from the Taoist gate to guard the mountain gate, the other party also has Jiuyiding, an ancient artifact, which blocks the void vein. Now they can't get in, and we can't get out. In the long run, I'm afraid of accidents.

On the peak of Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun disciples walked in twos and threes, pointing and talking about the continuous barracks like wheat waves at the foot of the mountain. These disciples are usually protected by teachers and have never experienced storms. Now that the war is approaching, although they are a little nervous, most of them do not feel how critical the situation is, and they are still as relaxed as usual. The elders were afraid of affecting their morale and pretended to be calm in front of their disciples. Only some disciples who have gone out to practice know the importance and are worried every day, but they are often laughed at by other brothers.

At the foot of Yuxu Peak, Chongguang walked side by side with Jiang Caixuan, like a long-time friend. The joy of reunion after a long separation is at home, but the feelings that once haunted in my heart have disappeared. These days, Chongguang and Xue Hao have each been on a hill, specializing in urging the portal hub to guard the mountain array. Jiang Caixuan's father, Ling Xiaozhen, has been in the line of defense for a long time, so she must climb over Yuxu Peak every day to take care of her father.

The heavy light mana is deep, and with the power of one person, it is enough to maintain the array of Yuxufeng. Guangding is the center of the whole array, and the energy required is doubled. Xue Hao and Ling Xiao can change their posts in shifts to support it. With the help of these three new Yuanying, Chongxu and Chishan can free their hands to sort out the defense of the whole Kunlun and clear the invading enemy.

"hiss--" A long, blue and white-spotted python leaped out of the oblique thorns. The triangular snake head was ferocious and horrible, and the snake's tail galloped like lightning. The heavy light eyes were bright and fast, and the flying sword came out of its sheath and turned into a virtual shadow. It gently rotated around the snake's head and immediately dismembered the snake.

When Jiang Caixuan saw his skill, a strange color flashed in his eyes: "Brother, your swordsmanship is getting faster and faster than my father's seven swords. Even if it is compared with the pure hook of Uncle Chongxu, I'm afraid you won't give up much."

He returned the sword to the sheath and looked solemn: "It's not my fast swordsmanship, but the reaction of the sword itself. Recently, I have noticed that the sword spirit of this sword is becoming more and more powerful, and there is a faint tendency to be out of my control. In the long run, I'm afraid it will be a blessing. This sword has a strange origin.

Jiang Caixuan had long heard him mention the origin of the Royal Dragon Sword, and she was worried when she heard the words: "Such a strange thing, just throw it away. Then Mr. Ou is not a good person, and there is also a power like the wheel king behind it. I don't know what the hell he is thinking about you. Now you have a profound cultivation, and your swordsmanship is extremely skillful. Without this sword, you are also a leading disciple of Kunlun, which can still stimulate the three Qing array.

"Forget it, my rotten life, when God wants to take it away, just take it. Now that the great enemy is now, how can he bind his hands and feet and be slaughtered by others? I can't do such a thing." Chongguang smiled indifferently, and the smile made Jiang Caixuan a little palpitated. This taciturn brother is now far better than herself in terms of cultivation and demeanor. She feels that she can't understand each other more and more. At this time, her warm smile gives her an ominous feeling.

The next days are monotonous attack and defense day after day. Luohou commanded millions of demons, and his subordinates were mixed. From time to time, there were uncontrollable mountain spirits and wild monsters. He sneaked into Kunlun to find something cheap, but he was strangled by Kunlun's disciples without exception.

Seeing the continuous casualties of his subordinates, Luo Hou was still not slow. After reiterating the order of siege and not attacking, he gave up and let go of these parts, as if he didn't care about the manpower lost every day.

Many years later, people found the handbook of a Kunlun disciple, which contains such a record: "The number of fighting in the past few days is more than I have combined for the rest of my life. I never knew that there were so many demons in the world. Master always told me that now the world is rising and the right path is prosperous. Now it seems that the world seems to be different from what he said.

"In the past, I have also walked down the mountain several times. With the aura of Kunlun disciples, everyone worshipped me and respectfully, waiting for the leisurely mountain spirit and wild monsters to be as meek as a sheep, allowing me to take, kill and kill, and dare not resist at all. However, what I have seen with my own eyes these days has completely subverted my long-standing self-righteousness. Those once meek monsters are like crazy, like tigers. Their cultivation is uneven, and their methods are even more ordinary. However, that deadly energy gives us a chill in the bottom of our hearts. Looking at their eyes, it seems that hundreds of years of resentment have been vented at this moment.

"My flying sword has been stained with the blood of the enemy. I have never had such an experience, never had such a smooth fight. The flying sword turned into blue light and turned thousands of times in the air. Every time he cut an enemy's neck and looked at the blood splashed out of the other party, a perverted pleasure surged in his heart. This feeling made me shudder, recalling the nausea and nausea at that moment when I killed people. Now my sword-held hand is no longer tremble, and there is no more compassion in my heart, leaving only rounds of cruel fighting that have been set off for the sake of survival. This is not a competition with people. This is our fate. As a disciple of Kunlun's righteous way, we are destined to die with evil demons.

When Liu Canyang wrote this record, he did not know his fate. At dusk the next day, he and two other brothers were patrolling the mountain road and encountered a raid by eight demons. The record on this page of notes became the last stroke of his young life.

The Three Qing array completely guarded the gateway of the Kunlun School. However, I don't know why, maybe there are too many demons that sneak into the mountain. There are always dead corners that can't be guarded in such a large three clear array, and there are always some fish that leaking from the net and successfully sneak into the mountain. Probably in order to train these bloodless disciples, watching the demons and evils on the mountain at the foot of the mountain, several elders in Kunlun unintentionally let go of the control of the young disciples who were eager to try. In the fourth month of Luohou's siege of the mountain, the people of good and evil launched a ubiquitous exchange of fire with the whole Kunlun Mountains as the battlefield.

The young Kunlun disciples called groups of friends and took the initiative to hunt down those demons who sneaked into the mountains. The roles of hunters and prey are constantly interchangeable, and the situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. Killing and bloodshed have become the theme of the whole Kunlun.

After all, Kunlun's disciples came from a famous family, with profound cultivation, tacit cooperation and tific understanding, coupled with the benefits of the terrain, killed a group of rabble demons in the early stage. However, such killing did not scare the invading demons, but aroused their common hatred. There are more and more demonic practitioners who take the initiative to invade, and Taoism is getting stronger and stronger. Finally, on the fifth day of May, with the tragic death of the three brothers Liu Canyang as a symbol, it announced the reversal of the trend of good and evil attack and defense, and the victorious balance began to tilt towards Luohou's side.

However, no matter whether the battlefield is won or defeated, Luohou's figure has never appeared again, as if it has completely disappeared in the world and lurked all the breath. If it hadn't been for the blood flag symbolizing the majesty of the demon emperor, people would have almost thought that the supreme demon had left this world.

Where did he go? Why did he ignore the life and death of these demons and no longer care about the outcome? Chongguang asked questions in his mind countless times. Except for Luo Hou, he did not pay attention to other demon cultivation. As for those old immortal monsters, they only temporarily gathered together with the prestige of Luo Hou. Although each cultivation is enough to shock the world, no matter how high they are, can they be higher than Mr. Ou and Xie Xiaofeng? With the strength of Kunlun, it is not difficult to break through one by one.

Therefore, in his calculation, defending Kunlun is the first priority, and the best way to defend Kunlun is to attack instead of defense and kill Luohou. As long as Luo Hou dies, the power of the demon clan is like a sand tower, which will disappear in an instant.

However, at present, he asked himself that he was not sure to kill Luo Hou, unless Chishan and Chongxu joined hands with him and found the right time to have hope. Nowadays, the situation in Kunlun is full of beacon fire. As the recognized first person among the second generation of disciples, he shoulders the heavy responsibility of firefighters and runs around the mountains every day to kill those demons who emerge from nowhere. Strangely, although so many demons missed the protection of the Sanqing array, Luo Hou still did not have any big movements and always stood still to watch the success or failure.

In the stone room on the top of the light, he sat cross-legged against the virtual real person. A pair of old eyes looked at the void from afar, and there seemed to be a colorful flow in his eyes. After a long time, he withdrew his eyes, with a puzzled expression on his face, muttered to himself, and his eyes suddenly changed, releasing a cold light: "So it is. What a big game of chess!"