Chapter 1176: Killing one to warn the rest (Please subscribe, please bookmark)

Chapter 1176: Killing one to warn the rest (Please subscribe, please bookmark)

The sky was filled with crimson flames, and the scorching flames formed four fiery red curtain walls. Surrounding them, waves of smelly breaths swirled up.

The blood of the remnants of the early Yuanying of the Blood Yuan Sect was in a state of rapid decline under the burning of the Three Flavors True Fire.

After half a cup of tea, a large amount of blood was evaporated alive, and a solid red blood that was as thick as a thumb and kept swinging was already under the control of Sun Mingsheng.

This last lucky inheritor from the Blood Yuan Sect, after being promoted to the Yuanying, finally set foot on the old path of the entire Blood Yuan Sect again, and fell into the hands of Sun Mingsheng, the God of Killing.

"The culprit is dead, and those who stir up trouble will naturally not survive. Go..."

Sun Mingsheng's eyes turned slightly, and they fell on the body of another Yuanying early cultivator who was entangled with three third-grade flying needles.

Compared to the awe-inspiring appearance at the beginning of the battle, under the attack of three third-grade flying needles, more than thirty blood eyes on his body were hit one after another.

Each pierced blood eye was like a wound with blood and a foul smell, and it looked quite miserable.

Once Sun Mingsheng focused his attack on his body, he would not be spared given the difference in comprehensive strength between the two.

"Second brother, this is a tough one, why don't you prepare to evacuate quickly? Don't delay any longer."

The leading Yuanying middle-stage cultivator surnamed Gu suddenly changed his expression after seeing the skinny cultivator fall after a quick attack, and he also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

At this time, with two Yuanying middle-stage cultivators fighting two to two, and their own individual strength even at a disadvantage, they have begun to consider their own relatively safe retreat.

Weighing the pros and cons of two evils, we should choose the lesser one. Losing the fourth-order middle-low-grade precious pills accumulated from Shenquan Mountain may affect the future path, but if we lose our lives today, our path will be completely ruined, and there will be no chance of recovery.

"You want to leave now, and you wantonly slaughter the younger generation of my Sun family. You come and go as you please. You really treat me as nothing."

"If you can't pay some price, wouldn't it be in vain for me to return from the star world? Wouldn't the blood of the younger generation of the Sun family be splashed on the Shenquan Mountain in vain?"

"Sun Caiwu, why are you hiding behind the Twelve Capital Peaks like a turtle at this time? Why don't you follow me to kill the invading enemy?"

Sun Mingsheng's voice was loud and full of irresistible righteous words. He jumped up, and a longbow was pulled into an ellipse. Six arrows composed of pure mana broke through the air, trying to surround the Gu surnamed Yuanying middle-stage cultivator and interrupt his idea of ​​evacuating halfway.

"My nephew is here. Please let Uncle Twelve see what my nephew can do."

As the battle situation turned around, Sun Caiwu also shouted loudly. As a proud and arrogant Yuanying early stage cultivator, it was naturally not his character to passively take a beating under the protection of the formation.

Sun Caiwu's goal was also quite clear. He sacrificed a set of five flying swords, one large and four small, flashing with cold light, and directly circled him into the battle.

This Yuanying early stage cultivator, who had abilities similar to those of the ancient great demon Hundred Eyes Demon Lord, had already suffered a lot of injuries under the siege of the third-grade flying needles. Under Sun Caiwu's attack, he immediately seemed to be exhausted and fell into a disadvantage.

Although he could still barely support himself in a short period of time, if he wanted to leave smoothly, it would undoubtedly be an idea that could not be achieved smoothly.

Sun Caiwu only needed to entangle, and he didn't even need to directly defeat his opponent, and he could hold on for a stable enough time.

As for the battle between Sun Mingsheng and the Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu, it was undoubtedly one-sided. First, it was caused by the difference in strength between the two sides. Sun Mingsheng was at the sixth level of Nascent Soul, while the cultivator surnamed Gu was at the fourth level.

Second, it was determined by the knowledge, travels and vision of both sides. No matter which aspect, Sun Mingsheng had an absolute advantage.

Under the full efforts of Sun Mingsheng and Sun Caiwu, the morale of the Sun family was also in a state of rapid increase and improvement.

After losing the external force, the Twelve Capital Peaks Array, with the support of sufficient spirit stones and spiritual power, and the continuous flashing of the bright light, the gaps of various sizes originally attached to it were also in a state of rapid recovery and filling.

Although some special positions seemed to be relatively weak, they had been effectively restored after all. As long as they were given enough time, they could naturally recover to their peak state.

The other family monks were assigned by Sun Huafeng and each performed their duties. The bodies of some family monks who were injured or killed in the battle were also sorted out one by one. In short, the whole was in a relatively positive cycle.

Of course, no matter how busy the low-level monks in Shenquan Mountain were, they only played an auxiliary role. The real victory or defeat of this battle depended on the four Yuanying stage monks on both sides who were fighting fiercely in the sky.

If Sun Mingsheng and Sun Caiwu were defeated, no matter how the Twelve Capital Peaks in Shenquan Mountain were restored to what state, no matter how the family monks worked together, it would be useless.

On the contrary, if Sun Mingsheng and Sun Caiwu win, they will severely injure or kill the two hostile cultivators, and the deterrent force formed by killing one to warn the hundred can at least buy the family 300 years of time to concentrate on development. During this period, the family will have a third or even a fourth Nascent Soul cultivator, thus entering a positive cycle.

"Although Fellow Daoist Mingsheng is slightly stronger, I also have the confidence to fight to the death. Why don't we both stop here? My two brothers are willing to use some fourth-level middle-low-grade spiritual objects as compensation as an apology. How about it?"

As the saying goes, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. The Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu is obviously proficient in this principle. Seeing that things are impossible, he immediately chose to bow his head and surrender.

Unfortunately, this so-called surrender is completely unfeasible for Sun Mingsheng. Not to mention that his own strength has a clear advantage, the opponent's threat has never had any effect at all.

"If you are willing to borrow my head, this matter can be used to ease the situation."

Sun Mingsheng's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule, and at the same time, the third fourth-grade fake spiritual treasure, the jade bottle, was rising slowly.

With its cooperation, red and black streams of hot steam like magma gushed out of the jade bottle, like huge rocks with great power.

"Hmph, since Mingsheng is so confident, we can only see the truth with our hands, Longmen broadsword, go."

The Gu surnamed Yuanying middle-stage cultivator sighed slightly, but his actions did not ease.