I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

The half of the monk captain's face that was still intact was instantly covered with hideous cracks like spider webs.

There were crackling sounds all over his body, his skin and flesh were torn apart, and it was like broken ceramics.

Purple and gold light overflowed from the cracks, emitting bursts of scarlet blood, but the little blood left in the body was evaporated by the violent magic power.

"Hahahaha, I kill one person every ten steps, and leave no name behind in a thousand miles!"

"kill!"

The monk captain laughed loudly, waved flames with his left hand, swung the golden sword of Buddha with his right hand, and charged into the group of ghosts alone.

Exchange injuries for injuries, life for life, and kill as many people as possible.

No ghost could pass him by, and his body was constantly covered with wounds.

His vitality was rapidly draining away, the sounds and physical sensations were rapidly moving away from him, and his vision was beginning to become blurry.

The monk captain had a wanton smile on his face and calmly faced death in the battle.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that he and his teammates had worked together to set up a barrier to protect the inn, but it was silently shattered by the impact of hundreds of ghost shadows.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful: [What a pity... I couldn't save it in the end...]

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, the monk captain seemed to hear a righteous shout.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the divine sword slays the devil!"

Flying swords shining with golden light cut through the sky, shattering all the eerie ghostly shadows in the field of vision and clearing away all the black air.

The last scene of his life stopped at this moment, and the captain of the monks couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

[So beautiful…]

……

With one move of Ten Thousand Swords Technique, Yan Chixia eliminated the ghosts around the inn. He fell from the air, took a look at the tragic corpse of the monk captain, and sighed secretly.

【You did a great job. Rest in peace...】

He ordered the accompanying monks from the Si Tian Academy to evacuate the people in the inn and escort them to the nearby county town. Yan Chixia then took the remaining monks and rushed to the next place to rescue people.

[Alas. It would be great if there were Xuanhuang Pagodas in every place. Tianzun is really something, why doesn’t he build 108,000 pagodas…]

[It is also unfortunate that most of the Yangshen cultivators were called to Mount Tai by Tianzun...]

Yan Chixia couldn't help but complain in his heart.

When you feel that disaster is imminent, everything goes wrong.

As the node of the Jiuzhou Grand Formation, the Xuanhuang Pagoda was only set up at the county level at most. Although the formation could also cover the surrounding villages and towns, it was somewhat inadequate in the face of a sudden catastrophe like today.

The county town is fine, but the surrounding villages and towns are not so good.

Some were directly torn apart, and the entire town fell into the abyss. Others, like this town, were cut off from the ground network, making it difficult for the power of the formation to reach them, unable to protect the people, and fell tragically at the hands of evil spirits.

After activating the Xuanhuang Pagoda in the capital and turning the Jiuzhou Formation into full power, Yan Chixia noticed this situation.

At the same time, he also realized that the evil spirits that came out of the cracks in the ground were not impossible to deal with. It was okay for ordinary people or low-level monks, and a high-level monk like him had enough strength to deal with it.

So he immediately gave the order and personally led all the cultivators above the Jindan realm stationed in the capital to go out of the city to rescue people.

The rest of the monks stayed in the city to stabilize the Jiuzhou formation and maintain public order.

While Yan Chixia was putting out fires everywhere, he also discovered that the cracks on the land of Kyushu were getting bigger and bigger. Amid the constant strong earthquakes, it seemed as if the entire world was about to disintegrate.

Countless evil spirits ran out from the cracks, and the sky and earth were filled with a strong negative energy - he even suspected that the underworld was broken and all the ghosts in the underworld ran out.

Otherwise, how come the world of the living has become even more terrifying than the living world?

Even in the underworld there aren't so many evil spirits.

Yan Chixia could sense that these red-eyed ghosts that could be seen everywhere seemed to be ordinary ghosts that had been affected by some strange power and turned into irrational evil creatures that only knew how to kill holy spirits.

He didn't know why he had such a strong intuition.

And his intuition told him that everything he was experiencing now was just a precursor to the real disaster...

really.

Just as Yan Chixia and many high-level cultivators in Jiuzhou were busy rescuing people and running around exhausted, the abnormal conditions in heaven and earth intensified once again.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the entire space of heaven and earth shook violently, and the Holy Spirit of Jiuzhou seemed to hear the sound of something breaking coming from a very far distance.

Then, bright red flames suddenly gushed out from the abyss of the ground, redder than blood and brighter than a furnace fire.

Countless red fires gushed out, instantly dyeing the entire sky of the Kyushu world into light red.

Immediately afterwards, countless monsters made of flames crawled out of the flames, with three heads and six arms, seven hands and eight feet, in strange shapes... Their shapes were as weird and distorted as they could be, challenging human imagination and cognition.

Just by looking at one person from a distance, everyone can clearly feel the pure, strong and huge malice in these monsters, as if they are made up of the purest evil and the purest hatred in the world.

As soon as these monsters made of fire appeared, they indiscriminately attacked all living things around them, including the ghosts flying in the sky, and even their own kind.

The flesh and blood creatures they touched instantly burst into flames, and their souls turned into a ball of howling flames and were swallowed and assimilated by the monsters, leaving behind a cold and stiff corpse in its place.

Those ghosts and spirits were even more miserable. They screamed and disappeared into thin air. They were shattered like bubbles when the fire monster grabbed them lightly.

For a moment, the numerous ghosts that escaped from the abyss of the earth crack fled in terror as if they had encountered their natural enemies.

Red flames continuously gushed out from the abyss, transforming into fire monsters of all sizes and shapes, spreading across the world of Kyushu like a natural disaster.

The Jiuzhou cultivators who were rescuing people outside the protection range of the Jiuzhou formation were caught off guard and ran into these monsters head-on.

The monsters were merciless and killed them fearlessly, just like a hungry beast encountering delicious food.

"Ahhh!"

"Master, save me!"

"Damn it! Thunder magic is useless against these monsters!"

The monks of Jiuzhou suffered heavy losses in the first encounter. They were shocked to find that this fire monster could not be killed. No matter how hard they tried, whether it was slashing with swords or slashing with water or burning with fire, they could not destroy this monster.

After finally smashing a monster to pieces, the scattered flames automatically gathered and combined to form a new twisted monster.

Flooded with water, frozen with ice, these red flames are not affected at all, they can still burn in water, and even more vigorously in a cold environment.

Those monks who tried to kill the monsters with close combat were horrified to find out.

The flames on these monsters are actually cold!

It was bone-chillingly cold, comparable to the extremely yin energy, freezing one's soul stiff and solidifying one's magic power.

This is not an exaggeration.

A Yangshen cultivator accidentally got contaminated by the monster's fire, and his entire arm was instantly frozen. He couldn't use his magic power anymore, and he almost completely lost the ability to move.

If he had not been brave enough to cut off the arm stained with fire without hesitation, he would not have regained his ability to move and narrowly escaped the disaster.

But because of his carelessness, he paid the price of an arm.

Only the golden light of Buddhism and defensive spells such as nodules can slightly resist these monsters.

However, it only blocked the fire monsters outside the barrier and could not kill them, and its mana was consumed rapidly under the erosion of the strange flames.

Seeing this situation, Yan Chixia understood that it was no longer feasible to rescue people outside the Jiuzhou Formation.

Shout the command immediately.

"Fellow monks, follow me and retreat into the city!"