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On the righteous side, Ling Yi, Lu Xueqi and others were very alert. They exerted their strength at the same time, and all the magic weapons flashed with strange lights, and they immediately pounced on Yu Yangzi.

Yu Yangzi roared loudly, and without dodging, the Yin-Yang Mirror spun rapidly in the air and actually rushed forward, blocking the "Reincarnation Pearl" controlled by the Dharmakāya with a "bang", and instantly turned from black to white.

In just a moment, Yu Yangzi had pulled aside the Nine Yang Ruler that Li Xun was attacking with, and the attacks of both of them were halted. However, Yu Yangzi did not take the opportunity to escape, but instead rose up and landed among the crowd.

The other righteous disciples were chasing after the fleeing Changshengtang disciples, when they were unexpectedly attacked by Yu Yangzi. With a few "teng teng" sounds, several of them were seriously injured by him. Several more were hit hard by the Yin-Yang Mirror and flew out, falling into the darkness. They suddenly screamed, and became silent after a moment. They were probably trapped in the bottomless pit here and died there.

In the darkness of the night, Yu Yangzi was seen moving around in a domineering manner, charging left and right in the crowd to cover the escape of the disciples of Changsheng Hall. Wherever he went, the righteous disciples retreated in front of the black and white light of the Yin-Yang Mirror. He was truly mighty and domineering.

In the distance, several vague figures standing in the darkness were also watching the situation on the field intently, especially staring at Yu Yangzi who was displaying his divine power.

With Yu Yangzi's charge, the pressure on the disciples of Changsheng Hall was suddenly relieved. Most of them withdrew in a blink of an eye, leaving behind corpses on the ground. Yu Yangzi saw this and felt heartbroken again.

But at this moment, people from the righteous path had already caught up. Now there were also Tian Ling'er from Qingyun Sect, Zeng Shushu, Wen Min, Fashan from Tianyin Temple, Yan Hong from Fenxiang Valley and others, a total of eight people. They used all their magic weapons to surround Yuyangzi and attack him.

Yu Yangzi let out a fierce roar, and in the mood of killing, all the fierceness in his nature was revealed, without even a trace of fear on his face.

The Yin-Yang Mirror flipped and flew, blocking left and right, pulling the counterattack, fighting with the eight people, from the ground to the air, and then from the air back to the ground.

However, after all, the righteous people here are numerous and powerful, and their Taoism is not low. No matter how powerful Yu Yangzi is, he is ultimately outnumbered, and the momentum of the Yin-Yang Mirror is gradually suppressed.

The eight people on the righteous side flew up and leaped, and their cooperation gradually became tacit. Although it was not a good look for eight people to besiege one person, as long as they added a sentence in their hearts, "This is the evil demon of the Demon Cult", they would naturally feel at ease and use every move to kill, heading for the vital points.

But Yu Yangzi had practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, so he was no pushover. Surrounded by swords and sabers, he gradually lost the strength to fight back, and the pressure from all around was growing. But no matter how hard Lin Jingyu, Wen Min and the others attacked, they could not penetrate the black and white light of his Yin-Yang Mirror.

Moreover, he moved his body, leading the battle group to swim to the side. If Ling Yi had not been really smart, he would have suddenly remembered that a disciple had just died and shouted loudly: "Be careful not to fall into the swamp!"

This reminded everyone, and a moment later they discovered that they had been secretly led by Yu Yangzi to the side of a bottomless pit without their knowledge. If they were not careful someone would fall into it, it was really very dangerous.

Yu Yangzi still has the foresight and determination in the midst of the chaos. His experience is certainly not comparable to that of these younger generations.

Unfortunately, even if he has a lot of experience and has a high level of practice, he is helpless in the face of this group of young masters with high Taoism, good qualifications, outstanding magic weapons, and such a calm vision among them.

The eight people led by Ling Yi exerted their strength at the same time, and in an instant countless strange lights and rays hit the Yin-Yang Mirror in Yu Yangzi's hand.

Yu Yangzi's whole body was shaking, and he felt heavy pressure, like an overwhelming tidal wave, one after another.

The opponent could take a short rest after exerting force, but he could only keep resisting and was unable to fight back. After blocking for dozens of times, he finally couldn't resist anymore and had to retreat, gradually moving away from the bottomless pit.

After leaving the bottomless pit, the people of the righteous path immediately felt relieved and attacked Yu Yangzi with even greater force.

Yu Yangzi gradually became exhausted and glanced around. He saw that in just a moment, most of the Changsheng Hall disciples had withdrawn from the field, and a few people including Meng Ji were rushing towards him to support him, but there were more righteous disciples surrounding them.

Yu Yangzi felt a chill in his heart, knowing that if he was surrounded by these twenty or thirty people, he would die no matter how powerful his Taoism was. He immediately blocked the Xuanyuan Sword that Zeng Shushu was attacking head-on and shouted, "Hurry up and leave!"

Meng Ji and others were stunned, then turned around and fled.

Yu Yangzi didn't want to continue fighting, and the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand flashed again and again. Suddenly, a white light became bright and dazzling. In an instant, five magic weapons attacked him, but they were all repelled by him and attacked their master.

The righteous people did not expect that he had such ability. There was a sudden chaos and a small gap in the formation.

Yu Yangzi was so experienced that he immediately turned into a strange light and rushed there like lightning.

As soon as he moved, he was already next to the opening and was about to rush out. Ling Yi and others were far behind him and could not catch up with him.

But at this moment, a green light suddenly appeared, dazzling and brilliant, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword came fiercely and chopped down in front of him. Judging from the momentum, it was really going to split Yu Yangzi into two pieces.

Yu Yangzi was caught off guard, but at this critical moment of life and death, he still managed to move his body three points to the right. The green light slashed down and slashed down from his side. His sleeves fluttered and were shredded into pieces by the green light.

Yu Yangzi's left arm was broken long ago, which actually took advantage of him now. Otherwise, it would be unknown whether he could remain calm under the severe pain. However, he felt a burning pain on the left side of his body, and he was afraid that he was still injured by the green sword of the dragon-slaying sword.

His body did not stop, and his right hand had already turned over. The Yin-Yang Mirror suddenly flashed with black light and struck out horizontally. With a muffled groan, Lin Jingyu staggered back. The wounds on his body that had just been bandaged all burst open, and blood spurted out again!

At this moment, there were no righteous disciples blocking his way. Yu Yangzi was delighted and was about to exert his strength, but at the same time he cursed in his heart that he had suffered so much humiliation from these righteous youngsters today, and he would take revenge a hundredfold in the future.

Above the Death Marsh, a loud thunder suddenly exploded!

Everyone looked sideways!

A brilliant blue light spanned the sky. The dark clouds in the sky were spinning rapidly like a ferocious whirlpool. Lu Xueqi stood in the air. The wind was blowing fiercely. Her peerless face was like ice and frost!

In the distant darkness, it seemed as if someone's body trembled slightly.

The beautiful woman stood in the air, took seven steps in the air, and chanted an incantation. In an instant, lightning flashed in the sky, like a huge light snake shuttling through the clouds.

Yu Yangzi's face changed drastically, but before he could react, Lu Xueqi's "Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art" had already been activated. A huge lightning flash fell from the sky and hit the tip of Tianya Sword. The blue light became stronger, illuminating half of the dark sky in an instant.

At this moment, she saw the lightning in the sky reflected in her deep pupils, as if she had returned to the past!

A huge beam of light refracted downwards. Before it reached the ground, the righteous disciples nearby had already retreated. Within a few feet of Yu Yangzi, strong winds were howling, and trees and grasses were suddenly uprooted. The power was astonishing!

Yu Yangzi let out a long roar, and his clothes bulged out. The Yin-Yang Mirror floated up, emitting black and white strange light, which instantly merged into one. It was obvious that after the fierce battle, Yu Yangzi had already used all his strength and fought to the death!

"boom……"

The huge beam of light hit Yu Yangzi's Yin-Yang Mirror with a bang, and in a moment it pressed Yu Yangzi's body into the ground. A look of pain flashed across Yu Yangzi's face, but Lu Xueqi's body in the sky suddenly shook, and her face turned a little pale.

But the huge beam of light in the field did not diminish at all, and it continued to shoot out from the Tianya Divine Sword, with flashes of lightning and fierce attacks. Yu Yangzi supported himself with one arm, his face becoming more and more ugly. If it were not for the fact that the Divine Sword's Thunder Controlling Secret was too powerful and the righteous disciples were unable to intervene, otherwise, thousands of swords and knives would have fallen at this moment, turning Yu Yangzi into a meat paste in the blink of an eye.

Yu Yangzi's eyes were full of resentment. After a moment, his upper muscles twisted and he bit his tongue hard, tearing his mouth and tongue. A mouthful of blood sprayed on the Yin-Yang Mirror. For some reason, the Yin-Yang Mirror suddenly shone brightly and actually pushed back Lu Xueqi's huge beam of light.

Ling Yi and the others saw that something was wrong and rushed forward. Yu Yangzi let out a sharp roar, flew up, and swept the Yin-Yang Mirror behind him. The Yin-Yang Mirror, stimulated by his own essence and blood, emitted a powerful light. The crowd did not take it head-on and retreated one after another.

Although Yu Yangzi's move was powerful, it was obvious that after such a fierce fight, he had been seriously injured by using this brutal and strange technique, and even his steps staggered a few times.

But this person was really amazing. Even in such a situation, he still took a deep breath, flew away, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Li Xun and others still have to catch up.

Ling Yi thought of the peculiarities of this swamp, and the other members of the Demon Cult. He immediately weighed the pros and cons and shouted to stop them, "Don't chase after a desperate enemy! The Dead Swamp is full of dangers, and we are not familiar with it. It is better to be careful!"

Although Li Xun was unwilling, he admired Ling Yi's foresight tonight and finally stopped.

This night, this battle, finally ended with the tragic defeat of the Eternal Life Hall of the Demon Cult.

It's just a fight between the righteous and evil forces, and the righteous side has suffered some losses, but compared to the Changsheng Hall, it is much better.

Chapter 126: End of the Road

The night is as dark as ink, cold and murderous.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through the darkness, approaching from a distance at an incredibly fast speed. However, from a distance, the light seemed to be trembling faintly, showing signs of instability.

On the ground, Meng Ji was walking back and forth anxiously. Behind him were the remaining disciples of Changsheng Hall. At a glance, there were about fifty or sixty of them. They all looked terrified and looked in the direction they came from. Until they saw the beam of light.

The ordinary disciples were suddenly in an uproar, and many of them cheered. However, Meng Ji looked at the flying figure, and his anxious expression became even more serious.

The light came close and stopped, and Yu Yangzi fell to the ground. Immediately, everyone shouted "Master, Master" together. Unexpectedly, before everyone could rush over, Yu Yangzi's face turned pale, and with a "wow" he spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the front of his clothes red.

Everyone was shocked.

Meng Ji rushed forward and supported Yu Yangzi. His touch was cold. He felt that Yu Yangzi's whole body was icy cold, which was very unusual. Moreover, under his clothes, his body was still shaking slightly. He could not help but be shocked.

Meng Ji rushed forward and supported Yu Yangzi. His touch was cold. He felt that Yu Yangzi's whole body was icy cold, which was very unusual. Moreover, under his clothes, his body was still shaking slightly. He could not help but be shocked.

Yu Yangzi sensed Meng Ji's fear and glanced around, only to see that his disciples also had expressions of fear on their faces. He knew that these people were like frightened birds, and the morale of the army was in chaos. If he couldn't hold on, the situation would be like monkeys scattering when the tree falls.

He immediately pulled himself together, suppressed the surging blood in his chest, and said loudly, "Don't panic. I just used my own strength to force out the blood clots in my body. It's nothing serious."

Normally, Yu Yangzi was like a god in the eyes of the Changshengtang disciples. Now that he said this, it did have some effect. The expressions on many of the disciples' faces eased a little, and they were obviously much more relieved.

But even though Yu Yangzi said this, his complexion was really terrible, as pale as paper, and the left side of his body was covered in blood, even his sleeve was missing, he looked extremely miserable.

Fortunately, it is late at night and the darkness is heavy. Otherwise, if it were daytime, more than a hundred eyes would look at him and immediately see that he is already at the end of his strength.

Meng Ji frowned, then turned back and shouted to the disciples of Changsheng Hall: "The master is fine, you go to the side and rest first, and make plans after dawn!"

The crowd gradually dispersed as they were told. When the people from Changsheng Hall walked away, Meng Ji suddenly felt Yu Yangzi's body sink suddenly. He hurriedly held him and looked at Yu Yangzi. His heart almost jumped out.

There was no trace of blood on Yu Yangzi's face and he was breathing heavily. If he hadn't been supported by himself, he would have almost collapsed.

Meng Ji hurriedly helped Yu Yangzi sit down. Yu Yangzi sat on the ground and meditated, breathing slowly. After a while, his breathing gradually calmed down and his complexion looked better.

During this time, Meng Ji had been standing beside Yu Yangzi, with a nervous and worried expression on his face, and he kept looking around.

It was dark all around. Except for a small fire lit by a disciple of the Changsheng Hall nearby, it was pitch dark everywhere.

The night was grim, as if it was also spying on the Changshengtang, a precarious and impoverished faction.

Yu Yangzi slowly opened his eyes.

Meng Ji immediately whispered, "Master, are you okay?"

Yu Yangzi gave a bitter smile. In his eyes, Meng Ji could not be compared with those ordinary disciples. He sighed and said, "I was just besieged by those righteous brats and wasted a lot of my energy. Later, a woman even performed the Qingyun Sect's 'Divine Sword Controlling Lightning True Art'..."

Meng Ji's face changed drastically, and he asked in surprise: "There is such a master among these people?"

Yu Yangzi said bitterly: "Not only that, I fought with several people, at least three or four of them had incredibly high Taoist qualifications. In the end, I could only cast the 'Blood Curse' to force my way out!"

The expression on Meng Ji's face changed again and again. The blood curse was a famous magic spell of Changsheng Hall. It could enhance one's cultivation in an instant, but the backlash afterwards was extremely terrifying. Not to mention the great loss of cultivation, it might even shorten one's lifespan.

After a moment of shock, Meng Ji came back to his senses and said to Yu Yangzi: "Master, what are our plans now?"

Yu Yangzi looked solemn and silent for a moment, then said in a hateful voice: "Now the arrow is on the string and must be shot. When daybreak comes, we will immediately go to the depths of the Dead Marsh and enter the 'Inner Marsh' to look for treasures!"

Meng Ji's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but say, "Master..."

Yu Yangzi waved his hand to stop Meng Ji from speaking, and said: "I know what you want to say, but now that we have withdrawn from the Dead Marsh, we will die at the hands of the other three factions sooner or later. We might as well give it a try!"

Meng Ji stared at Yu Yangzi in a daze, and saw that his pale face became even more fierce. He realized that he could not persuade him anymore, so he could only stand up slowly, look up at the sky, and sigh in his heart.

This huge death swamp located in the southwest of China is nearly 8,000 miles in radius and stretches endlessly. It has been seldom populated since ancient times.

And it is divided into two levels of territory: one is the outer marsh, which is where everyone is now. It belongs to the periphery of the Dead Marsh and occupies 70% to 80% of the land of the Dead Marsh. It is dotted with bottomless mud pits and full of poisonous insects. But for those who practice Taoism, it is not a big deal. As long as they are careful not to step wrong, it will not be a big deal.

However, in the deepest part of the Dead Swamp, there is a mysterious place. It is a place surrounded by poisonous marsh gas all year round. No one has ever known what it looks like inside. Even if there are occasional Taoist masters who go in to explore, there will be no life there ever since. Therefore, both good and evil people generally do not want to enter rashly.

In the past few days, countless people have been searching for treasures in the Dead Marsh, but there has been no news so far. Yu Yangzi had already expected in his heart that the treasure might be in the most dangerous and unpredictable inner marsh.

If it were any other day, Yu Yangzi might still have many concerns and at least would have to prepare carefully for many days, but now the situation was pressing and he was like a desperate gambler and could no longer care about anything else.

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The night wind blew.

After a busy and exhausting day of fighting, most of the Changsheng Hall disciples were tired and fell asleep. The flames of the fire on the ground gradually went out. Yu Yangzi was still meditating with his head down. Meng Ji, who had just stood beside him, had probably gone to the disciples' side.

Suddenly, Yu Yangzi opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were fierce, but also seemed to have a hint of fear, and he looked around.

The night is deep and dark.

All the muscles in his body suddenly tensed up, and then he slowly stood up.

The only hand tightly grasped the Yin-Yang Mirror.

The chill wind blew across his body, chilling him to the bone.

From the depths of darkness, the sound of footsteps gradually began to be heard.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

"Sand, sand, sand..."

“Wow, wow, wow…”

As if with their own different rhythms, at the same time, from three directions, the light but orderly sounds of footsteps converged towards Changsheng Hall.

For the first time, a trace of despair appeared on Yu Yangzi's face, and he suddenly shouted, "Beast, get out here!"

The loud shout was powerful yet lacked a bit of energy, but it still echoed far away in the swamp, instantly waking up the disciples of Changsheng Hall in the distance. They screamed, hurriedly got up, and quickly gathered together.

Yu Yangzi's face was uncertain, his heart sank, he looked back, suddenly startled, and shouted: "Where is Meng Ji, where did he go?"

Everyone in Changsheng Hall looked at each other, and no one answered for a long while. It was obvious that no one knew.

Yu Yangzi's energy rushed up, his head felt dizzy, and he almost vomited blood again.

At this moment, a calm male voice suddenly came from the darkness, saying in a gentle voice: "Uncle Master Yuyangzi, are you looking for this person?"

With a "whoosh" sound, an object flew out from the darkness in front of Changsheng Hall, drew an arc, landed in front of Yu Yangzi and the other Changsheng Hall disciples, and rolled several times.

Someone nearby had already lit a torch, and when the light came into view, they suddenly exclaimed that this was the head of Meng Ji, who had just been standing there talking to everyone.

His eyes were wide open with a look of horror in them. I was afraid that he would die with his eyes open.

Yu Yangzi took a deep breath, shifted his gaze from the head of his last capable subordinate, stared ahead, and said coldly: "Qin Wuyan?"

A young man walked out slowly, his face was slightly pale, but there was a gentle smile on his face. He smiled and said, "Uncle Master, you really have a good eye. I can recognize my nephew even though he was standing in the dark. I admire you so much!"

Yu Yangzi's expression was as ugly as it could be, and he said coldly: "You are cruel, but your Wan Du Sect treats fellow disciples of the Holy Sect in this way. Isn't your old poison master afraid that he will be sent to the underworld by the Heavenly Demon King after his death?"

"Ah!" Qin Wuyan pressed his hand on his chest, pretending to be frightened, but his face was smiling peacefully, without a trace of fear. He turned his head and said to the other side: "Golden Fairy, we in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect dare not shoulder such a heavy crime. Why don't you come out?"

Yu Yangzi's face changed drastically and he turned his head suddenly. He saw a graceful woman slowly walking out of the darkness on his left. Her eyes were full of charm. In this dark night, her appearance suddenly made the place seem a little brighter.

"Jin Ping Er!"