Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 394 Heavy Work (33)

The flesh and blood jungle collapsed, and Mo City's blood supply was immediately cut off.

Outside Mo City, the pressure on the monks maintaining the formation suddenly increased, making the formation shaky.

And in Mo City, only one immortal master escaped back.

His hair was disheveled and his body was incomplete. He flew madly into the formation and shouted to the other two immortal masters, "Run! We can't stay here any longer!"

"What's wrong with you!" an immortal master shouted in astonishment, "What happened to Mo Cheng?"

"Crazy, everyone is crazy! The whole Mo City is crazy! Run now, or it will be too late."

"What about the sect's magical instruments down there?"

"It's lost, everything is lost! Mo City is full of crazy people now, shouting words I can't understand! No, I'm leaving!"

The immortal master immediately fled frantically, but just as he left the range of the sect's magic weapons, he saw a huge fist falling from the sky.

This punch was like the arrival of the God of War, with supreme will in the fist tip, as if a cultivator in charge of heaven and earth was judging his life and death, making the immortal master feel the coming of death.

With a scream, he frantically threw out various magical weapons and a large number of talismans. His whole figure kept accelerating, but he was still hit by the huge fist and dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving only a huge jungle of flesh and blood.

Seeing the fate of this immortal master, the remaining two Jindan cultivators were no longer as calm as before.

Mo City has been lost, and the sect's magic weapons are crumbling. They thought it was a sure-fire mission, but now it has turned out like this, making them feel the fickleness of fate.

Just as they were distracted, a shattering sound was heard, and the formation that maintained this place finally cracked, indicating that Daoxuan was about to enter here.

After looking at each other, they immediately severed their connection with the sect's magical weapon.

Having lost the support of the Jindan cultivator, the sect's magic weapon was finally completely shattered. The cultivator who was maintaining the magic weapon had no one to rely on, and was knocked unconscious by Daoxuan's punch. He lay on the ground, his life or death unknown.

The two immortal masters also spat out blood at the same time, then turned their backs to each other and flew desperately in opposite directions.

After taking a look at the two of them, Daoxuan strode out and rushed towards the strongest Jindan cultivator among them.

Another Jindan cultivator ran wildly for thousands of miles.

When he stopped to take a breath, he saw two sword lights falling in front of him. Gong Yangyu and Gu Xingyun appeared in front of him, looking at him coldly.

Seeing the two people, the Jindan cultivator's heart, which had been at ease, was weighed down again.

However, when he saw that one of them was Gu Xingyun, he smiled as if he had survived a disaster, and then pointed at Gong Yangyu who was standing beside him and shouted, "Gu Xingyun, let's join forces and kill this woman together!"

Seeing that Gu Xingyun did not move, he shouted anxiously: "You and I are both from the Demon Sect, and now we should unite to face the outside world! Kill Gong Yangyu, and I will take you into the Xuantian Sect, and I will definitely ensure that you become the Xuantian Sect's Immortal Master and enjoy endless happiness! The taste of blood is incomparably wonderful, and you will understand it after practicing the Xuantian Sect's skills."

Finding that Gu Xingyun still didn't move, he rolled his eyes and continued, "I see, you want Mo City, right? I promise that Xuantian Sect will definitely conquer Mo City and then drive away the Mo family. How about you be the lord of this city?"

Gu Xingyun silently watched the Jindan cultivator in front of him talking nonsense, and suddenly he smiled softly.

"I thought Mo Weichen was just a idiot, but I never thought he taught me a lesson and made me realize that even the worst scumbag has his good side."

“I thought that all the monks in Mo City were scoundrels, but it was these scoundrels who cut down the Flesh and Blood Jungle and beat up the people I had never dared to touch before.”

"Master Gongyang, you are right. I really shouldn't think too much about it. Mocheng has already made their choice. As a sword cultivator, I only need to follow their ideas."

After hearing what Gu Xingyun said, the Jindan cultivator in front of him turned pale and said fiercely: "Gu Xingyun, you are going to be an enemy of our Xuantian Sect!"

"Hehe, even if we are not enemies, have you let Mo Cheng go? There is no point in talking more, just do it." Blood flashed in an instant.

While talking to Gu Xingyun, the Jindan cultivator had already made preparations. His own qi and blood condensed into a red line and rushed towards Gu Xingyun's heart.

This red line looks ordinary, but it has condensed almost all of his energy, blood, and Tao rhyme.

Inside the red line are demon seeds compressed to the limit. Each demon seed has been carefully refined by him and is his final killing move.

As long as the sneak attack is successful, he can take away all of Gu Xingyun's energy and blood, allowing him to escape even faster.

The red line was as fast as lightning and shot into Gu Xingyun's body in an instant, beginning to devour his magic power and blood.

Feeling the surging power, the Jindan cultivator was overjoyed and a ferocious smile appeared on his face, but then he found that Gu Xingyun and Gong Yangyu were getting farther and farther away from him.

I lost control of my body and felt powerless.

As his head slowly turned, he saw the sky above him getting higher and higher, and the pale clouds were right in front of him.

This was the last scene he saw.

Below him, Gu Xingyun put away his magic sword and pulled away the red line on his chest.

Covering his chest, he could feel the red lines still running around in his body, but the sword intent in his heart was also surging and began to clear away these red lines.

The sword intent that had not changed for a long time began to boil, making him experience the long-lost joy of improved cultivation, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

When Jian Xin calmed down, he looked at Gong Yangyu beside him, wiped away his tears embarrassedly, and said with a cupped hand: "I'm sorry, Immortal Gong Yang, I made you laugh."

"It's okay, congratulations to Master Gu."

Hearing this name, Gu Xingyun was stunned for a moment.

Afterwards, he bowed again and said softly, "Thank you, Immortal Master Gongyang."

At this point, the siege of Mocheng ended.

The remaining magical instruments of Xuantian Sect were transported back to Jiuzhou Equipment Refining Pavilion, where they were re-smelted by the pavilion's immortal master using an earth fire furnace.

The remaining Xuantian Sect monks were packed up and taken back to the Jingxin Sect, where they were interrogated and educated, and then the punishment was decided based on their crimes.

Li Si returned to the right path with his good brothers.

The two of them went to Jiuzhou with Master Li to return the sect's magic weapons and receive rewards.

Mo Weichen continued to serve as the city lord, but he and Gu Xingyun also needed to take the sect's magical weapons to the Weapon Refining Pavilion to repair them.

Afterwards, the Qimen monk sent people here to start clearing out the demons here, hoping to completely eliminate them within a year.

Everything has settled down, but Lin Yuan’s work has just begun.

In Anping Sect, Lin Yuan sighed, and then replaced the cultivator in front of him with a two-meter-tall body.

There are already tens of thousands of cultivators queuing up at the gate of Anping Sect. Once all of them are transformed, Lin Yuan's Wanxiangshu will be able to reach a higher level.

Just looking at the two-meter-tall monks, Lin Yuan felt that this job was a bit heavy.

(End of this chapter)