Mercenaries in Two Worlds

Seeing the critical situation, Hong Miaoxian no longer hesitated and shouted, "Soul-Slaying Blade Formation, activate!" The eight Hong family disciples, who were already on high alert, stuck their black wooden sticks covered with runes into the ground and chanted incantations at the same time. Suddenly, a black broken sword that had been lying quietly in the center flashed with a black light, and the eight wooden sticks gradually floated into the air as the black light flashed.

The incantations on the wooden stick writhed like snakes, flying towards the broken sword like moths to a flame.

"Attack the tumor." Hong Miao gave the order first, and a heavy "thud" sound appeared out of nowhere. Immediately afterwards, a void blade shadow condensed in the formation and slashed towards the tumor with overwhelming power.

The tumor didn't flinch or dodge; it was sliced ​​in two with a "plop," and everyone was finally relieved from their pain, letting out a heavy sigh of relief.

Something was wrong because Hong Miao noticed that although Ci Yan looked serious, he didn't seem panicked.

The blood mist that rose from the bursting tumor gradually disappeared, revealing a mosquito the size of a fist. It looked dazed and confused, its body covered in sticky fluid, frantically flapping its wings and buzzing incessantly.

Ci Yan's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly shouted, "Soul Sacrifice!"

The members of the Three Swords Mercenary Group lightly tapped their foreheads with their left sword-like fingers, chanting, "With my soul, I call upon my true God. With my soul, I call upon my true God."

A red light in the center of his forehead outlined a yin-yang-shaped mosquito pattern, and wisps of black energy gradually flew towards the mosquito in the air.

As it absorbed more and more black soul energy, the confusion in the mosquito's eyes gradually faded, giving rise to the agility of human eyes.

Hong Miao's face showed shock, and she cried out, "They've gone mad! They're actually using soul sacrifice!"

Spiritual energy can be regenerated, and divine consciousness can also be regenerated, but most damage to the soul is irreversible, and even if it is, it is only through extremely high-grade elixirs or pills.

The Three Swords Mercenary Group spared no expense, even using their souls, to feed the aerial beasts, which shows just how important these beasts were.

Hong Miaoxian dared not delay any longer. With a shout of "Kill!", the Hong family cultivators and the mercenary group they had hired rushed into the enemy's formation like a flood. Taking advantage of the enemy's soul sacrifice, they slaughtered hundreds of people in a massacre.

But this precious opportunity was fleeting. Ci Yan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Enough, brothers, slaughter the Hong family!"

The soul thread snapped immediately, and the members of the Three Swords Mercenary Group were momentarily dazed. Then, the pattern on their foreheads glowed bright red, and a fierce aura seeped into their pupils, their madness growing stronger.

"Kill!" The Three Swords mercenary group, their pupils bloodshot, clashed with the Hong family members, and the stench of blood grew stronger.

"Buzz~" A dull sound rang in people's minds. The yin-yang mosquito, which was originally the size of a fist, grew wildly. In no time, it was the size of an adult. Its central axis divided its body into black and white sides. Even its mouthparts were black and white. Its eyes looked at the Hong family members without any emotion. Drops of foul liquid slid from its mouthparts and dripped onto the ground, melting a patch of soil.

Hong Miaoxian's hair stood on end. "Chaotic Soul-Slaying Blade, slash!" Without further hesitation, the eight of them shouted in unison, and the Soul-Slaying Blade formation once again activated the Soul-Slaying Blade. A chaotic black aura surrounded the blade's shadow as it slashed towards the Yin-Yang Monster Mosquito.

The phantom of the Soul-Slaying Blade came swiftly, and the Yin-Yang Monster Mosquito was unable to dodge in time and was struck squarely. It was also tenacious, and under such a fierce slash, only a large gash appeared on its back. After emitting a deathly black aura and tumbling a few times in the air with a hissing sound, it gradually stabilized its body, and its two blood-red eyes were filled with rage.

The tense Ci Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the sacred beast didn't die, it could recover by absorbing blood energy. Not daring to be careless, he grabbed a giant red spear and flew towards Hong Miao.

While struggling to deal with the thorns, Hong Miao watched helplessly as the Yin-Yang Mosquito absorbed the blood energy spreading on the ground and rapidly recovered.

The Soul-Slaying Blade Formation needs to recover its power to be used again, and now it's stuck in the ground like a useless piece of trash, not moving at all.

The eight key figures in the formation were already close in on the enemy and were struggling to cope.

The plan at the time was to use the Soul-Slaying Blade Formation to kill Ci Yan, and then, as a Yuan Dan Realm cultivator, stand out alone. With some effort, he could wipe out the leaderless Three Swords Mercenary Group in one fell swoop.

I never expected the Three Swords Mercenary Group to improve its strength so quickly. In addition to Thorn Flame, the Right Protector and Wood are also at the Yuan Dan Realm. To make matters worse, they can also summon this unknown savage beast.

However, in a short while, Hong Miaoxian had several more wounds on his body, and his momentum was somewhat weakened.

Ci Yan licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Greed knows no bounds. You're not qualified to destroy us."

Hong Miao first covered the huge wound on his arm, his face somewhat ferocious. "The Divine Blood Refiner is someone everyone should kill. This is just a desperate battle. Besides, do you think Qian Ye will let me go?"

"Hahaha, of course not." Qian Ye, the president of the mercenary center, suddenly appeared, probably wanting to see how the Hong family, the Qian family's long-time rival, would be destroyed. "I've wanted to slaughter your Hong family for a long time. Today is a great day."

"Aren't you afraid of the Heavenly Alliance's punishment?" Hong Miao glared angrily at the short and stout Qian Ye.

"The Alliance of Heavenly Dao... Hmph, if it weren't for the fear of them, we would have wiped out your Hong family two years ago and taken over Rainfall City. Now... Heh, they don't have time to deal with this remote corner, they're too busy taking care of themselves."

"You monsters, you will die a horrible death."

"They'll die after you, hahahaha."

Hong Miao saw that He Mu had already rushed into the crowd, and one of the eight array eyes had already perished, leaving no hope of recovery. He muttered to himself, "Qing'er, you must live well and avenge the Hong family." His eyes turned solemn, and he shouted with a desperate, mad tone, "Everyone, listen to my command, take the pills."

Terrified by the monstrous mosquitoes, the group hurriedly swallowed the Exploding Yuan Pills. The surge in their cultivation boosted their confidence slightly, but the result was an even more brutal battle.

Hong Miaoxian also took the Bursting Yuan Pill, and for a time, he was able to barely hold his own against Ci Yan, who was at the fourth level of the Yuan Dan realm.

Qian Ye had no intention of helping. He stood aside and watched as the Yin-Yang Mosquito absorbed a large amount of blood and energy and returned to its original form. At this moment, it was sucking people into dried corpses. "Suck them all up and grow up quickly. Master is waiting for you."

Meanwhile, Zhang Qian and the others were filled with hatred for Hong Miaoxian. After their frenzy, the Three Swords Mercenary Group found this place, and the five of them were forced to retreat step by step.

"Die!" Zhang Qian raised his broadsword and cleaved the three-sword-wielding man in front of Wang Yi, whose eyes were bloodshot, in two. If he had been even a fraction of a second later, it would have been Wang Yi who was cleaved in two.

Zhang Qian, Wang Er, and Xia Yun could still put up a fight with their ruthlessness, but Wang Yi and Wang San struggled to hold on.

Wang Er suddenly roared, "Third brother..." filled with extreme resentment. It turned out that Wang San's right arm had been severed by an enemy sword, and blood was gushing out.

Wang Er's eyes were bulging with rage, and he smashed the enemy who was raising his sword to kill Wang San straight away like a boulder.

After being struck by Wang Er's angry blow, the man, clearly not going to live, collapsed to the ground in a strange posture.