Chapter 222 Beast Tide and Blood Pool

Chapter 222 Beast Tide and Blood Pool

Autumn wind outside the city.

The once vibrant spiritual fields were harvested in a hurry, leaving behind an empty and messy land with only a few figures bending down to glean.

Although beast tides have become a normal program, for most people, they only experience it once in a lifetime.

So when the news of the beast tide spread, it was still inevitable that people would be panicked.

As I walked around the city, there were not many people around anymore. The doors of every house were closed, and it was extremely quiet. Occasionally, I could see a few hurried figures, all of whom were fleeing for safety.

If the conditions were good, they would carry a few more storage bags with them; if the conditions were not good, they would drive oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages, pulling large boxes of goods.

Qiufeng City has no city walls and no city defense formation.

This also means that when the beast tide comes, ordinary people cannot get much protection from high-level monks, and most people can only fend for themselves.

It sounds cruel.

But this is the reality. As an outpost city adjacent to the demon vein, Qiufeng City is destined to bear pressure that an ordinary county town should not bear.

It is different from Shangyang City.

It was just a remote place with a sparse population and no spiritual energy. The attacker was just a miscellaneous demon king, who was no match for an ordinary real person like Danyangzi.

Even so, every beast tide will cause the decline of several foundation-building families and the death of hundreds of thousands of mortals and low-level monks.

Of course, while declining, there will also be monks who will rise with the help of the resources of the beast tide and achieve legends.

But in the ups and downs, it is always the bottom who gets hurt.

Less than half of these monks and mortals who fled to other places were able to return to their hometowns in the end.

The local monks left behind in Qiufeng City could only stay on Qiufeng Mountain, using the third-order spiritual veins as energy to set up a mountain-protecting formation, and they could be considered successful if they could only protect themselves.

But in the urban history records of Qiufeng City.

Qiu Feng Mountain was attacked by monsters more than once, resulting in heavy casualties. It was only recovered after the monster tide subsided.

The lesson here is that there are not too many monks staying in Qiufeng Mountain, and most of them are monks from major local clans in the area.

and Magistrate Yan, who is the local magistrate.

Magistrate Yan was responsible for guarding the territory and could not leave without permission, so he could only stay and resist.

As for why the local clan monks did not leave, it was not because they were so upright and upright and wanted to stay on the front line to fight against the monsters.

But their land is here.

They can leave, but the spiritual fields accumulated by the family for hundreds of years cannot be moved with them.

Of course, the land has a title deed, and the Xuanyang Sect is not unreasonable and cannot turn a blind eye to it.

But the problem lies in those spiritual fields that do not have title deeds and usually do not need to pay taxes.

If they leave.

Once the beast tide passed, all the spiritual fields were messed up. Even if they came back, all they could get would be the spiritual fields on the land deed in their hands.

As for the other "wild spiritual fields", they naturally belong to the city lord's mansion.

However, "wild spiritual fields" account for the majority of each family's assets.

Yu Xian recalled the situation that Li Liangyu introduced to him. He slowly walked through Qiufeng City and saw all kinds of things in the world, but he was neither happy nor sad, and could no longer be moved at all.

As he lived longer, his emotional expression became stingier.

“It’s good that this way, when Datonghui appears in the public eye in the future, it can be said in a high-sounding manner that it hunts monsters for mortals and seeks a little more life for all living beings.

Doing self-interested things in the name of justice, tsk tsk, I am getting more and more disgusting. "

Yu Xian laughed to himself and strode forward.

…

On the third day of the second lunar month in the 5723rd year of the Nine Solar Calendar, there was a light rain in early spring.

The sky was dark and gloomy, as if it was foreshadowing something.

Phew!

A long, sharp cry, like a signal.

The golden light pierced the dark clouds, and a golden roc with wings spread thousands of feet spread its wings. The clouds dispersed, the rain fell, and the sun shone on the earth.

Immediately afterwards, a black herd of beasts emerged from the Jinpeng demon veins.

Five thousand miles of demonic veins, millions of demonic beasts occupy the horizon, and the group of trapped beasts seems to be boundless.

The earth began to tremble, a loud rumble spread hundreds of miles away, and the world became silent.

Tens of thousands of meters above the ground, strong winds gusted.

The golden roc bird turned into a human form, it was the Golden Roc Demon Emperor.

Looking at the group of monster beasts below that were surging forward like a wave, the Jinpeng Demon King turned his eyes and sighed slowly towards the front.

"Since True Lord Yue Yue is here, why not show up and meet him?"

"Jinpeng Demon King, you are polite this time."

A woman in palace attire with extraordinary appearance and cold temperament appeared in the clouds and bowed to the Jinpeng Demon Emperor, but she seemed to be aloof and distant from others.

"I wonder if the Demon King wants to sit down and wait with me as usual, or do it first?"

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor said: "It seems that the True Lord is sure that I won't take action?"

True Lord Yue Yue said calmly: "I don't dare."

"Zhenjun guessed it right. I have been neighbors with the Xuanyang Sect for so many years. Don't you know what my temper is like?"

Jinpeng Demon King waved his hand, and he saw the clouds surge up, forming a high chess table, two stools, and a pot of steaming tea.

"This is Moon Dew Tea. It is a spiritual tea tree that needs to be irrigated with the essence of the bright moon. It takes three years to grow a leaf. It is suitable for neutralizing the extremely strong Xuanyang in Zhenjun's technique.

The emperor accidentally acquired the spirit plant a hundred years ago and has taken care of it until now, and only then got two taels of tea leaves.

This time I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, hoping to drink with him while playing chess with the true king. "

True Lord Yue Yue walked up to the stage, raised a cup of tea and took a sip. She felt a strong power of moonlight explode in her mouth, and then a stream of cool air rushed towards the sea of ​​​​consciousness, which actually made her spirit There is a slight increase in the power of consciousness.

At the same time, the explosive mana in her Dantian calmed down for a short time, giving her a more comprehensive and controlled feeling.

She felt that if she could be allowed to drink this tea for a long time, her cultivation speed would surely reach a higher level, and she would be more confident in breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

"It is indeed good tea, the Demon King is interested."

True Lord Yue Yue took a deep look at the Jinpeng Demon Emperor, sat down on the cloud platform, and started playing chess with the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

Her mission this time is to keep an eye on the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

If it can be resolved peacefully, she won't have any intention of slaying demons.

After practicing to her level, ordinary justice and reputation can no longer restrain her unless there is some serious enemy that blocks her path.

"Haha, as long as Zhenjun likes it."

Jinpeng Demon King played a game of chess and said:

"Ever since I lost to True Lord's move last time, I have been trying to regain my position. This is an endgame that I accidentally obtained. It has endless changes. Please give me some advice, True Lord."

He was completely prepared to deal with it, which made True Lord Yue Yue slowly let down his guard.

True Lord Yue Yue has been neighbors with the Jinpeng Demon Emperor for three hundred years, and he thinks he still knows a little bit about the Demon Emperor's character.

The Jinpeng Demon King's original form is the Golden-Feathered Dapeng. It is said that he has a trace of the blood of the true spiritual Golden-winged Dapeng. He possesses extreme speed in the wind and has natural escaping skills.

Although he is a mid-level demon emperor, even the great monks of the True Monarch in the later stage of Nascent Soul cannot catch up with his speed without the magical power of escape.

There are many True Lord monks in Xuanyang Sect who can defeat him, but there are only a handful of monks who are sure to kill him.

The last time Jinpeng Demon Emperor fought with several true kings in the sect outside the Xuanyang Sect's mountain gate, demanding that the sect hand over the true successor Zhang Yan and give him an explanation.

Although it was a huge defeat afterwards, it didn't cause any damage.

As far as she knew, the sect planned to capture the Jinpeng Demon Emperor that day, but they underestimated his speed and lacked preparations, allowing him to escape, which only slightly damaged the Xuanyang Sect's reputation.

If the Qinghuang Demon Lord had not been friendly to the human race and vigorously promoted the cause of peaceful coexistence of humans and monsters, it would have affected the demon emperors under his command, especially the bird demons like the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

Otherwise, Xuanyang Sect would have to face the threat of more than a dozen demon kings every time there was a beast tide, and life would not be as easy as it is now.

However, even though the Green Phoenix Demon Lord is so friendly to the human race, he still cannot violate the tradition of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains to launch a beast tide every once in a while.

"The Demon Emperor is enjoying his elegance, and I am here to accompany you."

Zhenjun Yue Yue glanced at the chessboard and pressed his fingertips, and a white chess piece as white as jade appeared on the chessboard.

She usually has nothing to do. She can also play the piano and play chess, and she knows a thing or two about chess.

During the last beast tide, she had been fighting against the Jinpeng Demon Emperor for ten years, which was why there was no demon emperor-level combat power involved in the beast tide under Mingyue Tiancheng.

Next door to her, the Lord of Chongming City, Zhenjun Chongming, had a fight with the Demon Emperor who was bordering him.

In the end, the demon emperor's bloodline talent was even better, and he cut off the three hundred years of True Lord Chongming's lifespan, forcing True Lord Chongming to reach the end of his lifespan, and almost died on the spot.

And it was not easy to sue the Demon King to death. He was hit by True Lord Chongming's eyes, and he is still a little demented, thinking that he is a flamingo.

I heard that not long ago, I ran into the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains to pursue true love.

The two demon emperors were fighting so fiercely, so imagine what the situation will be like next.

Under the rule of Chongming City, four of the eight major cities were massacred by the demon clan, and more than half of the 103 county towns were destroyed, with tens of millions of people killed or injured.

After the war, the grievances on the earth were condensed and not dispersed. Later, they were merged with the energy of the Yin spirit and turned into the body of the Ghost King, causing trouble in all directions.

She also participated in the battle to kill the Ghost Emperor, so she could deeply understand the brutality of the beast tide under the rule of Chongming City.

In comparison, the beast tide under Mingyue Tiancheng was as childish as playing house.

This is also the reason why she is willing to compromise with the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

Since she took over as the Lord of Mingyue Tiancheng, she has to raise her own cultivation resources, and her main income is the share of tax revenue under her rule.

Once too many cities are destroyed by the beast tide, her income will be greatly affected in the next few decades, which will in turn affect her cultivation efficiency.

The world is bustling with people coming and going, and she is no exception.

If she had enough resources, she could just cultivate quietly within the sect and not be the Lord of the Celestial City to take care of the trivial matters here.

True Lord Yue Yue had a lot of distracting thoughts flashing through his mind in an instant, and then quickly put his thoughts back together.

Jinpeng Demon King was shocked when he saw True Lord Yue Yue playing so decisively, thinking that this True Lord's chess skills had improved so rapidly.

He was deeply influenced by the human cultivation culture. Not only did he marry many human female cultivators as his concubines, but he also gave birth to a half-demon daughter like Yue Xiaoxiao who inherited the talent of his bloodline. This can be seen from this.

In addition, as a demon clan, he has a long lifespan and has a life span of five thousand years in the demon emperor realm, which is comparable to some short-lived human god-turned-gods.

So he had plenty of time to work on some sideshows.

This chess game is one of them.

He didn't get this endgame accidentally, but he thought hard and spent decades to condense it into such a chess game, just to embarrass True Lord Yue Yue and avenge his last chess defeat.

He hesitated for a moment, then carefully took a step.

"Please, my true lord."

The True Monarch of September was neither happy nor sad, and continued to gather his magic power, and fell a child.

Click, click, click!

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor became more and more confident, and soon forced Yue Yue Zhenjun Dalong into a dangerous situation.

"Haha, I won."

On the chessboard, the black stones held by Jinpeng Demon Emperor occupy the entire board, while the white stones of Yue Yue Zhenjun are scattered and insignificant.

True Lord Yue Yue was not depressed at all.

"The Demon Emperor has great chess skills, and I am ashamed to say he is the best."

Jinpeng Demon Emperor's excited expression was stagnant, and he felt helpless as if his fist was hitting cotton.

If losers don't care about losing, then what do winners have to be happy about?

The sense of achievement requires comparison.

"I feel that Zhenjun did not perform well just now. It is better to try again."

Jinpeng Demon Emperor suggested.

True Lord Yue Yue took a sip of tea and shook his head: "I haven't played in a game for many years. The Demon Emperor's chess skills have reached the state of transformation. I am not as good as me."

Jinpeng Demon Emperor did not expect that after decades of painstaking efforts to set up a chess game, he would feel happy just now. He might as well be unhappy.

He said eagerly: "What do you think of my moon dew tea?"

"Very good."

The True Lord of September is concise and concise.

A confident smile appeared on the Jinpeng Demon Emperor's face: "If the True Lord can break the game set by this Emperor, I will give the remaining one or two tea leaves to the True Lord."

True Lord Yue Yue had a cold fairy face, but at this moment he nodded his head faster than anyone else.

"It's a deal."

So the Jinpeng Demon King once again put the finishing touches to the game.

This time Zhenjun Yue Yue did not play randomly again, but after thinking carefully, he slowly made a move.

The Jinpeng Demon King's eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly felt that he had met a powerful enemy.

This kind of evenly matched contest was what made him most happy.

…

The big guys above are playing chess and drinking tea, while the younger guys below are fighting to the death.

Autumn wind in front of the mountain.

The two demon kings with wolf heads and human bodies were drooling as they stared at the mountain of blood food full of spiritual energy.

The demon king realm can already transform into a human body, but some demons prefer their true form, so even if they transform, they will retain some of their own characteristics.

These two ways of transformation are also divided into the original beast king sect and the Tonghui demon spirit sect within the demon clan.

For example, these two wolf-headed demon kings are obviously primitive.

"It's good to eat rich food. The human monks have a special physique and are full of spiritual energy. They are suitable to complement the blood of the demon clan like us and purify our blood.

If we can devour millions of human beings, we will one day become the Demon King. "

The wolf-headed demon king leaned down, shook his body, and transformed into two giant wolf demons seven to eight feet long, one gray and one black, both full of wildness.

Behind them, there are tens of thousands of demon wolves, all grinding their teeth.

Their eyes were full of violent animality, as if they were about to pounce on them at the next moment and tear everything to pieces.

"Young ones, follow the king!"

Peng!

The demon wolf's sharp claws split the air, and on Qiu Feng Mountain, a mask of light rose up, flashing with flames. It was the Xuanyang Sect's classic third-level formation, the Xuanyang Minghuo Formation.

This formation gathers the two fires of heaven and earth, uses spiritual energy as fuel, and can burn continuously. It is enough to withstand attacks at the level of the demon king, and has the effect of rebounding spiritual flames.

Then he saw a claw fall.

Not only were there no injuries in the formation, but bright yellow flames swayed down, and dozens of demon wolves among the demon wolves suddenly turned into fireballs, causing even greater commotion.

However, for the dense group of demon wolves, this damage is nothing.

Behind the demonic wolves, there were countless demonic beasts running and killing each other, passing through both sides of Qiufeng Mountain and swarming further away.

Viewed from above.

Qiufeng Mountain is like an isolated island, its light flickers in the wave of monsters, and it seems that it will be extinguished at any time.

A few days later.

Less than half of the demon wolves were damaged, and the two wolf-headed demon kings merged into one at some point, gaining two heads and four arms. However, one arm was lost at some point, leaving only three arms.

The mountain-protecting formation on Qiufeng Mountain is also in danger, and the light is flickering.

Mountain.

Magistrate Yan was holding a broad-faced axe, and his body had grown to five meters in size. He really looked like a giant, but there was a stain of blood on his chest and his breath was a little weak.

Just now he saw the Wolf King attacking a large formation for several days, and his demonic power was wasted. He wanted to capture the thief and capture the King, so he killed the Wolf King on the spot to relieve the pressure on defense and achieve great feats at the same time.

With his strength as an elite disciple of Xuanyang Sect, he thought it would not be difficult to achieve this.

Although he is in the early stage of Jindan, with the secret magic weapon in his hand, he is not afraid at all against ordinary real people in the middle stage of Jindan.

Not to mention that the Wild Wolf King was of primitive origin and did not appear to be of noble blood.

Unexpectedly, the two wolf kings actually merged into one at the critical moment, and their demonic power increased greatly. However, in a hurry, one of his arms was cut off, and he was also hit by a claw.

If he hadn't been of giant blood and had rough skin and thick flesh, he might have had his heart ripped out with a claw.

This is also the thrilling part of his level of physical training. The victory or defeat can be determined by a hair's breadth.

Unlike the orthodox method, the imperial magic weapon can win a decisive battle ten thousand meters away, and even if you run for your life, you have to be thousands of meters ahead.

"Master Yan, this is not a crime of war. This two-headed wolf king has a special bloodline. We should die early and retreat."

As a representative of local forces, Li Liangyu stood beside Magistrate Yan and made suggestions.

He has been in control of the Li family for twenty years. He is no longer the young boy he used to be. He now has a mustache, a mature and steady temperament, and is calm in the face of crisis.

Anyway, his son, who was born a few years ago, had already left with Miss Yulan and the others.

Now he seems to have a large family of clan members, but in fact he is completely alone and is not panicking at all.

Although the beast tide is strong, it is not difficult for him, a fake elixir master, to escape as long as he is not unlucky enough to collide head-on with the demon king.

Magistrate Yan's face turned slightly red with embarrassment, but no one noticed the surge of blood at this moment.

Li Liangyu and others had reminded him before that they should fight steadily and use the mountain-protecting formation to continue to consume the Wolf King's strength and wait for it to retreat automatically, so they could take the opportunity to make repairs.

After all, even if the Wolf King is killed, there may be monster kings like the Tiger King or Bear King coming to attack.

The reason why the beast tide is called the beast tide is that the monster beasts are like a tide, one wave after another.

However, he maintained his own identity and despised his opponents, thinking that killing the demon king would better demonstrate his achievements, which led to the current situation.

Less than half a month after the beast wave started, he lost his spiritual veins and ran away, which was considered a small record.

"In that case, then..."

"Wait a minute, the Demon King's aura has disappeared."

someone exclaimed.

Magistrate Yan looked closely and saw a pack of wolves running wildly down the mountain like headless flies.

But the Wolf King, who had been so ferocious just now, was nowhere to be seen.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

Li Liangyu suddenly shouted loudly, holding an earth-yellow spirit bead in his hand. The ground beneath his feet arched, and an earth-yellow giant python flew into the sky without him.

The spirit beads in his hands were spinning, and light spots condensed in the surrounding air, turning into sea urchin-like crystals.

"disease!"

Li Liangyu shouted lowly.

Hundreds of sea urchin crystals were blasted down like cannonballs.

Without the leadership of the Demon King, a group of demon beasts that could only reach the second level were unable to fight back within his bombing range.

The fake Dan is also a real person.

Not to mention that he still has a family magic weapon in hand, and the power of spiritual magic at this moment is not much weaker than that of ordinary Jindan Daoist.

"kill!!"

A group of monks shouted and rose from the air, and the spiritual light of magical weapons and spiritual weapons drew beautiful arcs in the air.

Who doesn’t know how to fight against the wind?

…

An underground cave hundreds of meters below.

There was a blood pool dug manually, which was now filled with less than half of the blood. A bald man stood in the blood pool.

"Who plotted against me?!"

The two-headed wolf king felt that the world was spinning and his body suddenly collapsed.

Just as he was standing still, he saw a bald man standing in front of it, and suddenly opened a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Welcome to my realm, my friend."

Before the two-headed wolf king could speak, he saw a gust of wind and black mist descending from the sky.

The next moment, bursts of gnawing and the howling of the wolf king came from the mist.

Wait until the dark fog clears.

The figure of Wanshou Zhenren stood in front of the blood pool, watching the blood essence in the blood pool increase greatly, and was absorbed by the bald man little by little, while the aura of the bald man also increased little by little.

"Yu Xian, I realize that I still underestimated you. You actually dare to take advantage of the beasts' fire. Once people know that you use the blood of demon beasts to practice magic, both the demon king and the human monks will regard you as a thorn in their side. "

The bald man made a leisurely voice and said irresponsibly:

"Anyway, it will be the Blood Puppet and you who will die by then. If it happens, I will have the strength to compete with True Monarch Nascent Soul in the future. How do you choose between big profits and small losses?"

Wanshou Zhenren: "..."

As the only person who knew that Yu Xian absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven, he vaguely knew that Yu Xian's current golden elixir magical power had reached such a crazy level.

The magic weapon he carries around can lose its sense from time to time. Even if Nascent Soul Lord stands in front of him, he may not be able to discover the connection between him and the blood puppet.

The figure in the blood pool fell silent.

The massacre of the demonic wolves from above continues.

However, no one noticed for the time being. The blood of the demon wolves and dead monks they killed fell into the ground and quickly dissipated.

There are many such blood pools throughout Wangshu Mansion, waiting to be harvested by those who are destined to do so. (End of chapter)