Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

A little flame burst out from his fingertips. Against the pale and bloodless complexion, the black underworld flame looked darker and deeper.

Then, that little flame suddenly spread into an overwhelming fire, rushing towards the group of people at the entrance.

The Yaozu at the outermost edge were the first to realize that something was wrong.

A bird demon lingering in the sky raised its head and found the engulfing flames. It couldn't help being startled, and immediately wailed to warn the people. Then it shook its wings, instinctively wanting to break through the flames and escape.

Unexpectedly, although that layer of black flames seemed to be only a thin layer, the bird demon's feather tip just touched the flame, and the fire immediately swept up, enveloping the bird demon's whole body in an instant.

Poor that unlucky demon cultivator, who didn't even have a chance to scream, was reduced to ashes in an instant.

The little sparrow was pinched in the palm of his hand, and watched his own kind disappear in an instant. He froze in place for a moment, not daring to struggle any more. The feathers all over his body were frightened and exploded. The fluffy ones looked more like a fur ball. Liuliu's small eyes stared blankly at the black flames filling the sky.

The demon god is above, what is the origin of this person who caught him?

The sparrow looked at Ming Jiuyuan in horror.

Looking at the ashes floating above the sky, Ming Jiuyuan couldn't help but frowned slightly, feeling a little inappropriate.

There are too many people fighting at the entrance of the illusion, regardless of the demon cultivators. Even if he really burned them all to ashes, the ashes accumulated at the entrance would probably reach his ankles.

What does he need so many ashes to pile up as farmyard manure?

His heart moved at will, his fingertips twirled gently, and the dark flames that filled the sky changed direction accordingly, and the silent burning fire rushed towards the ground, and instantly submerged into the blood-soaked muddy ground.

Faced with these black flames just now, the monsters who were still terrified, watched the flames dissipate in an instant, and were suddenly stunned, standing in place one by one, looking at each other, all puzzled and confused.

Only the Yaoxiu who led the main force of the Yaozu frowned, suddenly feeling bad.

The demon cultivator will be an old female leopard who has become a spirit, with a leopard head and a human body, with golden spots all over her body. Her cultivation has reached the peak of the fusion stage, and she is only half a step away from the Mahayana stage. The strength is already top-notch.

The female leopard squinted her vertical pupils, carefully examining the ground submerged by the dark fire, with doubts in her heart, and the instinct of a beast made her feel more and more fear and uneasiness.

Almost without thinking about it, Huabao raised his head and glanced at the anxious battle ahead, and immediately ordered decisively: "Don't continue to entangle with Renxiu, the whole army retreats immediately, and quickly flees back to the Yaozu territory."

On the side, a black panther with half of its paw cut off heard the words, limped over and said in a low voice: "Master, our demon clan has paid too much for this battle. If we give up halfway at this time, all the previous ones will be destroyed." The blood of the people who were killed or wounded was all in vain.”

Hua Leopard glanced at his young disciple and sighed, "Why don't I know, but you've seen it too, we're losing every now and then, if we don't stop the losses in time, the casualties of our clan may be more than what we're seeing now. "

The black panther bared its teeth in pain, and just about to continue to dissuade her, the panther aimed at her crippled paw and said, "Besides, you also said that you also met two people in the little illusion mirror before. A man from Shanhai City, but those two attacked you."

"Whether it is Shanhai City or Demon Realm, they are all the same human monks. They are equally insidious and cunning, and they have already betrayed us behind the scenes. Therefore, if our monster clan is in trouble at this time, we will definitely not be able to wait for those two so-called monks." Allies to the rescue."

"Do you understand it?"

Huabao stared straight at his apprentice, and asked with a heavy tone.

The black panther held only half of its paw in its arms, lowered its head silently, and said after a long while: "But master, the battle ahead is now in a state of anxiety, if our clan retreats to the rear at this moment, I'm afraid it will be repaired by those people." to attack from behind."

The female leopard looked up at the demon clan who were already retreating in an orderly manner against Renxiu's fierce counterattack, and couldn't help sighing, regretting: "I know, such a hasty retreat is no different from hastily fleeing, so Renxiu They will definitely take the opportunity to fight back and kill."

"But I always have an ominous premonition in my heart. I always feel that if we don't leave, we really can't leave..."

Hua Leopard inspected the gradually shrinking battle line, and finally couldn't help sighing: "In short... if the clansmen can escape, let's escape one more!"

Faced with such a situation, the black panther finally had nothing to say, and hung his head sadly.

Just when the master and apprentice were feeling sad, there was a sudden scream from behind the retreating monster clan.

"Look, what is that..."

Hearing the terrified screams of the clansmen, Hua Leopard was startled and looked up hastily.

Above all the monsters, a person stood in the air, black hair fluttering in the wind, and a pair of dark eyes looked down at the monsters indifferently.

An extremely cold sense of danger suddenly hit her heart, spreading from the top of the head to the spine to the tip of the tail, all the hairs exploded, and the female leopard couldn't help shivering.

The first time she saw this person, she knew... her premonition had come true.

Before the mother leopard gave the order, many demon cultivators who had been crushed by fear, panicked, couldn't help but attack the man in black in the air.

Ming Jiuyuan looked down at the crowd, still pinching the terrified fat sparrow with his left hand, raised two fingers with his right hand, pointed at the muddy ground, and turned them around.

The ground, which was soaked in blood, trembled and cracked instantly.

The underworld fires that had just submerged into the ground swept the muddy and bloody soil, rising up like dragons baring their teeth and claws, instantly drowning the demon cultivators on the ground with an unstoppable momentum.

In a blink of an eye, the monsters that were sucked into the mud howled and roared, wanting to get out of the mud, but the underworld fire mixed in it was faintly visible, instantly burning the blood-smelling mud so hard.

The leading female leopard was still waiting to fight back, but she was waiting to raise her true energy to the sky, but was instantly blocked by a burst of dark flames above her head, and was almost swallowed by these ghostly black flames. Still badly burned.

The seriously injured leopard was breathless, fell into the rolling mud again, and was finally trapped in the extremely hard mud wall.

The unbreakable mud wall burnt by the flames of the underworld is even better than the cold iron and fine steel in the cultivation world.

Even if those monsters who were lucky enough not to be unconscious, half of their bodies were poured into the wall, they were still awake, scratching the wall desperately with their fangs and claws, but they still couldn't leave a white mark on the wall, and couldn't escape no matter what. .

At the entrance of the little illusion mirror, all the demon cultivators had been buried alive in the mud wall, while the human monks inside the little illusion mirror had only just realized what had happened.

Wan Ziru and Monk Liaokong led the disciples of Wanshufang and Daneng Temple, as well as some other small sects who joined later, to form a line of defense. They fought with the demon cultivators, intending to break through the barrier at the entrance. Line of defense, don't let yourself be trapped in the little illusion mirror.

But just now when the monster clan suddenly retreated, the pressure on Renxiu on the battlefield suddenly eased. At that time, the two masters were overjoyed, thinking that those monsters finally couldn't hold on and wanted to run for their lives.

But before they were happy enough, they saw streams of black flames suddenly erupting from the bottom, swirling mud, and streams of mud rose up, engulfing the monsters on the battlefield in an instant, pouring them all into mud walls.

For a moment, everyone was stunned by this terrible sudden situation.

What's even more frightening is that those mud flows that buried the Yaozu alive did not stop there, but continued to rush towards their human cultivators without stopping.

When everyone wanted to flee in panic, a black figure floated down, with its toes lightly touching the black flames floating in the air, a pair of jet-black eyes quietly swept over them.

When this person's eyes glanced at the owner of Wanshufang, he suddenly stopped, and even the dark flames and mud flow under his feet also stopped moving forward, as if they were still.

As for Wan Ziru, who was being targeted by this man, he couldn't help but shudder slightly, like a rabbit being targeted by a wolf, his whole body would go stiff with fright.

Looking at the flames and mud flow that suddenly stopped, the human monk seemed to be frozen in place. He neither dared to leave nor stayed, and was extremely entangled.

Ming Jiuyuan pinched the gray sparrow in his hand, looked at the weapons held by the disciples of Wanshufang, and lowered his head thoughtfully.

After a while, his footsteps moved lightly, and he came in front of the disciples of Wanshufang in an instant.

The disciples of Wanshufang: "..."

Don't come here--

A group of elites in the realm of comprehension, like a group of young girls who are about to be ruined by gangsters, screamed desperately in their hearts, their faces were all pale, and their clothes were instantly wet with cold sweat.

But Ming Jiuyuan had no interest in exploring their inner world at all, he just walked silently in front of the owner of Wanshufang and stopped.

Wan Ziru broke out in a cold sweat instantly, resisting the urge to retreat again and again, his throat slid, and he said with difficulty: "This...Senior...my servant, I..."

"Pen."

Ming Jiuyuan said.

Wan Ziru suddenly got stuck: "...Huh?"

"The pen in your hand." Ming Jiuyuan said impatiently: "There is still ink."

Never expecting to hear this request, Wan Ziru's expression froze for a long time before he finally realized that the powerful man in front of him who had never met before wanted the weapon in his hand.

He hastily presented his Jiangshan pen respectfully, together with other pens and inks on his body, wishing to strip off his clothes on the spot to show that he had no secrets at all.

Of course, Ming Jiuyuan was not interested in watching others pick up clothes, but silently took the brush in his hand, soaked it with ink, and with a swipe of the brush, painted the fat sparrow in his hand into a pitch-black ball of hair.

The little sparrow curled up in his palm with a dead heart, as if his soul had already left his body.

Ming Jiuyuan put away the pen, pinched her to inspect it, and found that he seemed to have painted too much ink just now, and painted the sparrow so ugly that he couldn't even distinguish the eyes, nose and beak.

"Um……"

But generally speaking, this sparrow was still shiny black, and Chen Zhi must be very happy to see it.

He nodded reluctantly, put the dejected fat sparrow into his pocket, got up and was about to leave.

Seeing that Ming Jiuyuan didn't seem to be embarrassing them, and was about to leave soon, Wan Ziru and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the powerful man who suddenly appeared in front of him has no malicious intentions towards the human race. He just trapped the demon race with a mud wall. He should be a friend rather than an enemy...

Eh?

Ehhhhhh-

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Ming Jiuyuan, who had already left this place, seemed to suddenly remember something, raised two fingers together again, and swiped his back to everyone.

The originally stagnant underworld fire seemed to come alive in an instant, carrying the rolling mud flow and drowning the unsuspecting people in an instant.

The monks struggling in the mud flow: "..."

No, cheat paper—

In terms of physical strength, the delicate and soft human monks are absolutely inferior to the thick-skinned and thick-skinned demon cultivators. Everyone was instantly swallowed up, not even a dying person, and they all passed out immediately.

Even Wan Ziru and Liao Kong, the two highest-cultivated sect masters, were not spared. They were directly buried from head to tail, trapped in the mud wall, not even a hair was exposed.

Of course, Master Liao Kong also has no hair.

The demon cultivators who were poured into the wall before, there were barely a few sober ones, and when they opened their eyes, they saw the human cultivators who were still fighting with him just now, and they became a pair of troubled brothers with themselves in an instant, all trapped in the Can't move in the wall.

Demon cultivator: "..."

Pfft - I really want to laugh.

No, hold back.

Ming Jiuyuan looked at the mud walls at the entrance of the small magic mirror, and after making sure that no monk would be smothered to death by the mud, he no longer cared about the ants that finally calmed down, and quickly walked towards the small magic mirror. Go to the cave in the depths of the mirror.

Two nests of ants had been fighting at the door of his house, and he had just come out to deal with it while Qiu Chenzhi was in the room. At this time, Qiu Chenzhi probably had already come out of the room, so he had to go and have a look.

I wonder if a visit to the room they built together for the little boy would remind him of something?

Ming Jiuyuan pinched the black sparrow that was only a small gift, he was in a good mood for a while, quickened his pace, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Not long after he left, waves of yellow sand and dust rose from the Gobi Desert in the distance, and a row of guards in cassocks and black armor gradually approached the entrance of the small illusion mirror.

Shanhai City came to look for the guards of its young city lord, but finally came late.

Wei Yuanxue saw the towering mud walls at the entrance of the small illusion mirror from a distance, but he didn't see the tragic scene he expected, so he was startled and rushed here quickly.

When he got closer, he realized that countless demon cultivators and human cultivators were poured into the solid mud walls, and many of them only showed half of their bodies, or an arm and a head.

In the mud wall closest to him, half of a female leopard was trapped in it, only half of her severely burned body was exposed. She was actually the leader of the demon clan, and she was still awake and alive.

Feeling someone approaching in a drowsy state, when Huabao opened his eyes, he saw Wei Yuanxue who was full of surprise.

Seeing this ally approaching, Huabao's eyes lit up, and he said in a weak voice: "Quickly, find a way to dig us out, or take the opportunity to kill the monks of various sects over there, and we will win."

Wei Yuanxue was silent for a while, and didn't do anything, but asked back: "What's going on now, please explain to me the current situation first."

The female leopard struggled a bit, but her body had long lost strength, and she still couldn't get out of the trap, so she had to pull herself together and quickly told what happened.

After Wei Yuanxue heard that Leopard's apprentice had seen his son in the little illusion mirror, he was overjoyed: "Has a little black panther seen my son? Xiaohan is still alive and has not encountered any tragic battles. Is it safe now?"

Seeing him so happy, the mother leopard couldn't help snorting coldly: "Not only is your son alive and well, but he even cut off half of my disciple's paw."

"However, he is safe now, and it may not be so in the future. After all, you also understand that in the illusion, it is not only our monster race who can pose a threat to him... He left with a group of random cultivators who don't know the details!"

Hearing Hua Bao's rather malicious answer, Wei Yuanxue couldn't help but turn cold, and said, "I see, the matter of my son from now on will have nothing to do with you."

The female leopard gave a dry cough, and stretched out her claws impatiently: "Since you understand, why don't you dig us out quickly and kill Renxiu over there?"

"I have tried it just now. These earthen walls were the strongest when they were first built, and they were impenetrable by iron and stone, but they were made of mud after all. As time went by, they have softened a little. I have tried my best to be able to There are some scratch marks on it."

She took a deep breath and said, "However, I've exhausted my energy a long time ago, and almost ran out of fuel. Even if these mud walls soften a bit, I can't break free myself."

"On the contrary, you and your group are at the time when you are full of energy. If you dig out the spiritual weapons and treasures in Shanhai City, it is estimated that you will be able to rescue us soon."

After that, she glanced at the mud wall on Renxiu's side again: "But you have to hurry up, everyone on Renxiu's side has been knocked out now, and they don't know what's going on now, but no matter how slow you are, Some of them are about to wake up."

"Once sober, those cultivators are not so easy to kill... Ugh!"

Before the mother Huabao finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill in her throat.

She raised her head in shock, and saw the ally in front of her, pulling out the blood-stained blade from her throat with an indifferent expression.

Blood gushed out from the wound in her throat, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.

Relying on her own cultivation, the female Leopard was still breathing heavily, Youzi glared at Wei Yuanxue, with a hooting sound in her throat, and said with difficulty: "Wei... you Shanhai City, how dare you... you people cultivate ..."

Wei Yuanxue didn't wait for her to finish her sentence, and chopped off her head with one blow.

The commander-in-chief of the majestic monster clan died inexplicably just like this.

A leopard head rolled down at Wei Yuanxue's feet. He bent down to pick up the head, squinted his eyes and said, "Sorry, ally."

But Demon Yu has already betrayed them first, and this once-in-a-lifetime scene is the only chance for Shanhai City to cleanse themselves, integrate into the righteous way again, and avoid falling into the control of Demon Yu.

What could be better than saving everyone Xiu at a critical moment, and killing the leader of the monster clan, to clear himself of suspicion?

So I can only feel sorry for his demon cultivator "allies".

Anyway, when all of them formed an alliance, they were just using each other, and the betrayal had already existed.

Wei Yuanxue put away the precious head in his hands, and then ordered to the guards behind him: "Dig out the mud wall on Yaoxiu's body—"

"Then, when these evil beasts are exhausted, kill them all, not a single one will be spared!"

He can't let go of any evildoer who knows the truth of the matter.

The guards swarmed up, raised the spiritual weapons piled up with money in their hands, and dug hard on the mud wall, and they were able to dig some small gaps with difficulty.

That was enough, they inserted their weapons along the small gaps, aimed at the demon cultivators who could not move in the mud wall, and ruthlessly stabbed at the vital points of these beasts.

For a moment, the sound of blood and howling once again filled the entrance of the small illusion mirror.

Hearing these shrill screams, the human cultivator who had been in a coma for a long time finally opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at the demon cultivator in a daze.

I saw a piece of blood red.

A little disciple rubbed his eyes in disbelief with his only hand that could move, looked again, then woke up his fellow disciple with difficulty, and said cheerfully: "Senior brother, look at it, senior brother!"

"Shanhai City has come to support us, and none of those demon cultivators escaped, all of them were killed."

Another colleague who woke up, only showing a moving head on the mud wall, was also surprised to see the guards of Shanhai City who arrived late.

No one could have imagined that the one who saved everyone in the end was actually Shanhai City, which has always been weak in combat effectiveness?

Soon, someone from Shanhai City noticed them, and immediately someone came over with a smile on their face and ordered the guards to dig open the mud wall to rescue all the sect disciples.

The name of this smiling man is Ada, he is the chief steward of Shanhai City, he is usually a fat man with a round face, he always has a kind face, smiles and speaks very softly.

The disciples who were rescued were all limp on the ground, exhausted one by one, and could only hold on to thank them.

No one knew that the person they were thanking had once bewitched the disciples guarding the entrance with the clothes of Shanhai City, personally killed those guarding disciples, and put the monster into the small illusion mirror.

Facing these little disciples, Fatty Ah Da still had a kind face, and waved his hands with a smile, indicating that they don't need to thank them.

Not long after, most of the demon clan trapped in the mud wall were killed, and all the sect disciples were rescued by Shanhai City.

Even Wan Ziru and Master Liao Kong, the two masters, were dug out by Shanhai City lord Wei Yuanxue in a coma.

The two who woke up couldn't help but look at each other, feeling their exhausted body and the dantian where the aura was overused, they could only look at the humble Wei Yuanxue with complicated eyes.

Neither of them is stupid, of course they knew the strangeness of this matter, and they still had doubts about Shanhai City from the bottom of their hearts.

But their physical condition is really not good now, and Wei Yuanxue has really saved them all. At this time, their reputation among the people has reached its peak, even if they are dissatisfied, it is not good to say something now.

So the two had no choice but to remain silent, and silently accepted Shanhai City's greetings to them.

Just when the atmosphere at the scene was harmonious, there was a sudden commotion on the side of the guards who were ordered to kill the demon cultivators.

Wei Yuanxue frowned, turned his head to look, and saw his confidant butler Ah Da running in a hurry, the friendly smile on his face was no longer, replaced by a look of anxiety.

Ah Da clung to his ear and whispered back: "City Master, just now when the guards were killing the demon cultivators, they didn't notice a crippled little black leopard pretending to be dead."

"As a result, if one didn't pay attention, the little black leopard slammed to death the leading defender, and escaped with a little remaining monster."

Wei Yuanxue's brows shuddered.

"That black leopard is also a female leopard, with half of its paw cut off?"

The female leopard that he killed with his own hands just now, unexpectedly let her little apprentice slip away.