As the five tails of the five-tailed demon dragon, which had hidden themselves and transformed into dead branches, swam around, the disciples realized that they had stepped on the tails of the five-tailed demon dragon without knowing when.
Everyone scattered on the spot, as they had never seen this kind of monster before in their lives. In addition, after the five-tailed dragon showed up, it exuded the pressure of a top-grade monster, which made the disciples feel suffocated and wanted to crawl on the spot.
This was a level of suppression from the spirit and soul. Without anyone saying anything, the disciples could all feel that they had no chance of survival against this five-tailed demon dragon. Their instinct for survival made them flee in all directions, and the fear from their souls made it impossible for them to rationally listen to the order from their own sect leader not to run around but to form a formation on the spot.
This beast had been hiding its body and breath, resting in this woods, avoiding being hunted down by the Shadow Sect monks.
It was surrounded and beaten by the monks of Shadow Sect for a long time. It was unwilling to die, and even when it was seriously injured, it awakened its spiritual consciousness and advanced directly. It broke free from the restraints and fled for its life while advancing, and thus broke through the barrier formation.
It has been hiding here for quite some time, concealing its body and demonic aura, not daring to show its face, for fear that it would be found by the annoying, fly-like monks of the Shadow Sect who appeared and disappeared at will and could not be shaken off at all.
But it was injured and advanced again, and now it was covered in scars and starving. At this moment, the disciples stepping on its five tails were like pieces of meat delivered to its mouth.
The natural ability of beasts is to sense whether they can defeat their opponents, and the five-tailed demon dragon has confirmed through perception that these small pieces of meat are not enough for its claws.
All its hatred for the Shadow Sect monks was directed at these disciples. After it showed up, it swung its five tails violently on the spot. The strong wind brought by its demonic power brought with it a destructive force that swept the forest to the ground.
As for those disciples who were fleeing in all directions, none of them were spared and were knocked into the air. Some disciples who were too close to the tail of the five-tailed demon dragon were even cut in half like trees by the powerful demonic force.
For a moment, screams, wails, bloody body parts and the roar of the five-tailed demon dragon converged in the forest to form a tooth-grinding prelude to death.
You Zishu and Ni Hanyan, who were holding snow spirits and animal bone whips on their heads and formed a shield in times of crisis, were also directly whipped away by the dragon's tail. Their shields were shattered, their weapons fell out of their hands, and they crashed into the fallen bushes, vomiting blood.
The five-tailed demon dragon swept its tail, and there were few living and dead things left in the field. The disciples who were not affected ran in the opposite direction without caring about anything. However, some people did not run a few steps before they were pierced through the shoulders by the flesh-winged demon eagle circling in the air in this high-level training field with its sharp claws, and were taken away in mid-air.
The tranquility and the feeling of having survived the disaster were completely shattered. The disciples who were still laughing and chatting a moment ago were now lying on the ground with their limbs missing and blood coming out of their seven orifices.
Before the dragon's tail swept over, Leng Mushi was knocked to the ground by Xiao Mian. A tree that was broken by the dragon's tail and was thick enough for two people to hug flew over their heads.
At this moment everyone finally realized what it meant to be a group of demons dancing wildly and to be as humble as ants, and to be defeated at the first blow.
You Zishu was the first to stand up holding Xueling, but the blood on his lapel was glaringly bright red, indicating that he was also seriously injured.
The five-tailed demon dragon turned around, picked up a disciple who had been killed on the ground with his head smashed, and put it into its mouth. It tilted its head back and swallowed the whole thing.
The blood and flesh stimulated its taste buds and awakened its ferocity. It tasted the sweetness and began to lower its head and open its fang-filled mouth towards the disciples who had fainted on the ground again.
At this critical moment, a piece of pitch-black object suddenly flew over from mid-air.
The thing quickly wrapped around the gaping bloody mouth of the five-tailed demon dragon as if it had life. The next moment, a man dressed in pure black appeared in mid-air, holding the source of darkness in his hand. It turned out to be a whip that was as black as he was.
No one knew what the whip was made of, but it seemed to have a crackling electric current on it. When the man in black showed up and pulled it hard, the five-tailed dragon that had opened its mouth wide towards the disciple became like a vicious dog with its mouth tied up. It let out an angry and violent dragon roar from its throat, but couldn't open its mouth.
"It's Yingzong!" a disciple shouted.
When the demon dragon saw the annoying black "fly" of the Shadow Sect monk again, its eyes suddenly turned bloodshot. It suddenly raised its neck and used its front paws to grab the Shadow Sect monk who was holding the whip and wrapping it around its mouth.
But before the demon dragon's front claws could touch him, the Shadow Sect monk instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared above its head the next moment.
The black whip was still tied to the dragon's mouth, but he had already stepped on the dragon's eyelids and pulled out a long sword from somewhere. The sword was completely black and even the blade did not reflect a trace of light. He stabbed it straight into the dragon's left eye without hesitation.
"Wu-wu-wu"
The dragon let out a long, painful groan in its throat, and at the same time, it swept its tail around, razing the forest behind it to the ground in an instant.
It used its front claws to grab at his left eye without hesitation. The Shadow Sect monk did not dodge in time this time and was directly slapped away by the demon dragon's claws.
He didn't have time to take back the only two weapons on him, and they were left on the dragon's body.
Even though the demon dragon had gained intelligence, it was still a fool worse than a child. It scratched its face with its front paws, but it could not pull out the long sword in its eyes, nor could it tear open the black whip tied to its mouth.
It rolled around on the ground, crushing one forest after another. Taking advantage of the gaps, the injured and uninjured disciples of the three sects supported each other and gathered together again.
The disciples finally came to their senses in the face of the cruel reality. Running around alone would mean death, so they didn't allow anyone to shout at them and they all gathered together spontaneously.
The three sects retreated into a huge stone hollow next to the woods and set up a barrier shield.
But in fact, if the five-tailed demon dragon really came, this seemingly safe stone valley would only be a matter of sweeping away the remaining parts.
The disciples gathered together, all of them in a miserable state, no longer feeling thankful as before. Some seriously injured disciples were surrounded in the middle, bleeding profusely and the air was filled with blood. The sound of sobbing could be heard incessantly. After listening to this, You Zishu looked back, his face grim and his brows knitted.
The Shadow Sect monk who was fighting the five-tailed demon dragon alone was pulled onto the cliff by its sharp claws. He fell to the ground and tried to get up with the help of his arms, but he vomited blood.
All this happened in just a few breaths, and Leng Mushi was only then helped to get up from the ground by Xiao Mian. The five-tailed dragon was still scratching at her head, and some small puppet beasts had already rushed over and were fighting with it.
But the five-tailed demon dragon was indeed too powerful. Even though it could not open its mouth and had one eye blind, those puppet beasts condensed with spiritual power kept dispersing and disappearing under its sharp claws and tail sweep.
Xiao Mian protected Leng Mushi and ran quickly towards the stone hollow where the disciples were living. The long tail of the demon dragon swept through the woods from time to time. Leng Mushi and Xiao Mian stumbled as they ran among the broken trees and potholes on the ground.
"Go in quickly, I'll go help the Shadow Sect monk." Xiao Mian pushed Leng Mushi into the stone recess, but Leng Mushi grabbed his hand and stuffed a handful of pills into his hand, "Illusion Pill, made with the Illusion Fox Demon Technique!"
Xiao Mian took the pill, turned around and ran towards the shadow cultivator who was unable to get up after trying to support himself on the ground twice.
Leng Mushi watched the five-tailed demon dragon deal with those puppet beasts, and even scratched his face randomly, and actually pulled out the pitch-black long sword that was stuck in its left eye. At the same time, his face was scratched with blood marks by his own sharp claws.
It was completely enraged. Although it still couldn't open its mouth, its roar was still heart-wrenching and it kept on whining.
The next moment, it used its only intact eye to see Xiao Mian and others who were supporting Yingzong. Its five tails suddenly separated behind it, and then it turned sideways and swept towards the place where the Yingzong monks were leaning.
If this attack hits him, not only will the Shadow Sect cultivator be killed, but Xiao Mian will also have no chance of survival!
Leng Mushi rushed out of the protective shield regardless of the strong wind brought by the dragon's tail, directly opened her storage bag, and shook out all the 742 Soul Controlling Pills that she had refined in Letan Town.
In broad daylight, the dead soul appeared!
"Please!" Leng Mushi sprinkled out all the Soul Controlling Pills, and an army of dead souls that should not have appeared during the day, wrapped in dark air, went straight towards the five-tailed demon dragon.
Dead souls were even more elusive than Ying Xiu. Leng Mushi looked at the countless dead souls and gritted her teeth while trying to grab the dragon's tail that was whipping towards Ying Xiu and Xiao Mian. She was familiar with each one of them. Each one was a townsman who had fought alongside them in Letan Town and was victimized by Balo Gu. She immediately felt relieved and ran over there as well.
"Where are you going!" Xiao Mian looked at Leng Mushi and saw that she was actually following the dead souls towards the five-tailed dragon, and he shouted with his eyes wide open.
Leng Mushi glanced at him sideways, and was immediately helped by a dead soul beside her to step onto the tail of the five-tailed demon dragon.
"Follow me!" This dead soul was one of the garrisons of Le Tan town a hundred years ago named Chang Sa. He was best at hiding and exploring the way. Leng Mushi trusted him as much as he trusted himself.
Leng Mushi followed him and kept jumping and running on the body of the five-tailed demon dragon, until he successfully led Leng Mushi to the back of the five-tailed demon dragon's head. The five-tailed demon dragon was entangled by these dead souls and went crazy. It turned its head violently on the spot and almost threw Leng Mushi off the dragon's head.
However, the steps she had developed from fighting monsters and beasts in the Cangsheng Academy were not in vain. She tilted her spine back and twisted her waist into an incredible arc, just like a snake that could not be shaken off. At the moment when the dragon's head was about to fall, she grabbed a piece of raised scales.
The scales were as sharp as knives, and Leng Mushi's hands were immediately cut. She grimaced in pain, but held on tightly and refused to let go. She exerted force on her waist, and like a snake raising its head, she pushed herself onto the back of the demon dragon's head again.
Then she stood up without hesitation and continued to run upwards on her scales. At the same time, her blood-stained hands grabbed a handful of Illusion Pills from the storage bag and threw them all at the forehead of the five-tailed demon dragon.
"Dream on—"
Leng Mushi's spiritual power was wrapped around her, and she smashed the Illusion Pill directly. The orange-yellow illusion shattered on the top of the five-tailed dragon's head, and was directly carried by Leng Mushi's spiritual power into the crown of the five-tailed dragon's head.
The five-tailed demon dragon let out a muffled cry, raised its front claws and swung them fiercely. Leng Mushi was hit by its sharp claws and vomited blood. He fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Leng Mushi was, after all, an alchemist, and not as able to attack and dodge as other cultivators. He was hit hard on the waist again, with a crisp "swish" sound, which was the sound of the protective light of the disciple's uniform breaking and the clothes being torn by the sharp claws of the five-tailed demon dragon.
Then Leng Mushi's entire waist felt hot and cold, and she soon lost consciousness and fell rapidly from mid-air.
When her head was about to hit the ground, she tried to turn around, but the twisted arc of her spine and waist was too large, and she was beaten hard by the five-tailed dragon, and she lost consciousness for a short time...
She wrapped her hands with spiritual power and hugged her head. It was okay if her face hit the ground. At worst, she would have to wear a veil in the future. She only hoped that she would not break her neck directly and die in an ugly way.
Just before she hit the ground, she saw something flash by out of the corner of her eye. The next moment, she did not fall face first onto the ground, but landed firmly in the arms of a man.
The feet landed lightly.
At the same time, the disciples who had been hiding from the demon dragon and who had not been injured all rushed forward, together with hundreds of dead souls and other puppet beasts who had arrived, and pounced on the five-tailed demon dragon that had begun to immerse itself in the illusion.
You Zishu and the other three sects' disciples used their own spiritual weapons to draw the Beast Prison Formation and the Evil Killing Formation. Runes hung down from mid-air like countless invisible silk threads, pinning the five-tailed demon dragon to the ground, preventing it from raising its head.
The disciples threw whatever they had in their hands at it. It was briefly immersed in the illusion and was awakened by the pain. However, it was no longer able to do anything. It was wounded all over by the countless disciples and dead souls. Blood was flowing like a river and it was about to die from blood loss.
It let out a mournful cry, and its head tilted completely, with its five tails drooping.
Leng Mushi was being held in Xiao Mian's arms, almost suffocating him. His whole body was shaking violently, and he was so scared that even his breathing and internal energy were a mess.
Leng Mushi had never felt so deeply that others cared about her. She did not rush in recklessly. She had a plan, helpers, confidence, and assurance.
As long as she doesn't break her head and die on the spot, she still has the Five Elements Pill made by Hua Yanyue to save her life. She won't joke with her own life and overestimate her own abilities.
She just took advantage of the opportunity when the demon dragon's tail was controlled by the army of dead souls and used the Illusion Pill to make it fall into an illusion. In addition, its big mouth was always tightly bound by the black whip of the shadow cultivator. The disciples were holding their breath and waiting for an opportunity, just like now, to control it.
But she didn't expect Xiao Mian to be so scared. Leng Mushi was strangled by him until she lost consciousness below the waist, but she opened her mouth several times, not knowing what to say.
All the disciples were surrounded by many puppet beasts, who had come to protect them after hearing the noise. The five-tailed demon dragon was already dead, and they were completely safe.
But Xiao Mian seemed to still be stuck in the nightmare of Leng Mushi being knocked down by the demon dragon, and he couldn't help but shiver while holding her in his arms.
"I'm fine..." Leng Mushi finally raised her hands and hugged Xiao Mian's neck, gently pinching the back of his neck, and whispered helplessly in his ear, "Brother Xiao, I'm really fine, my waist hurts... Ouch."
She said "ouch" deliberately pretending to be in pain, but in fact the injury on her waist was only an external injury. Although it is still burning and looks hideous, it is actually nothing serious.
There is no break anywhere, everything is fine.
After hearing this, Xiao Mian finally let her go. There was no trace of tears on his face, but his eyes were red as if blood. Leng Mushi was shocked when she saw it, but Xiao Mian avoided her sight and quickly lowered his head to look at her injuries.
"Give me the Five Elements Pill." Xiao Mian frowned and looked at the wound on Leng Mushi's waist. The disciple's uniform there was torn apart, leaving a long wound from the back to the waist. Xiao Mian's eyes were about to bleed.
Leng Mushi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You are using a butcher knife to kill a chicken. My injury will heal after meditating for a while. Why waste the Five Elements Pill?"
Xiao Mian looked at Leng Mushi with a cold face. He couldn't argue with her, so he had to take off his coat with trembling hands and put it on Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi's storage bag was wide open, and dead soul pills kept returning. However, it was not suitable to travel in broad daylight, and most of them were severely burned by the sun. After Leng Mushi put away all the dead soul pills, he was thinking about where to find some Yin Qi to nourish them.
The disciples were guarded by puppet beasts, so they simply did not move and just sat there meditating to heal their wounds.
The cultivator from the Shadow Sect was the leader of the Shadow Sect. Leng Mushi heard him talking to You Zishu and the others. All the disciples of the Shadow Sect who entered for training this time had died, leaving only him. Before the disciples made the five-tailed demon dragon appear, he was still looking for it everywhere.
He was wounded more severely than anyone else. He was dressed in black and couldn't see much, but if you looked closer you could tell he had been soaked in blood for who knows how many times.
You Zishu and Bu Jin were compatible with his spiritual roots and injected spiritual energy into him to heal his injuries, but his gaze passed over many people and looked in the direction of Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi was now wearing Xiao Mian's coat and sitting on a wooden stake that was broken by the five-tailed demon dragon.
The rest of the wooden stakes were broken into uneven pieces and pricked one's buttocks. This wooden stake was carefully selected by Xiao Mian. It was probably eaten by insects before being cut by the five-tailed dragon, so the broken end was particularly neat and suitable for sitting. Even the sunlight shone through it, making it warm.
She used her spiritual power to heal herself, while Xiao Mian helped other disciples everywhere.
A total of more than a dozen disciples from the Huanxi Sect, Taichu Sect and Zhenwu Temple died this time, and more than thirty were injured. Sitting on this open space where a strong wind was blowing, this time they truly survived a calamity. Some disciples felt something in their hearts and advanced on the spot.
Leng Mushi's injuries were almost healed. He sat here looking at these disciples, feeling emotional in his heart. The journey of cultivation was so cruel and real.
Some people die, some people advance and gain enlightenment. Being alive is the source of all possibilities and the ultimate victory.
Fenlian and Xiaomei went to dig out the inner elixir of the five-tailed demon dragon. For them, there was nothing more nourishing than this. Leng Mushi's gaze turned from Leng Tianyin, who was leaning on Yi Tu in a daze while holding the demon fox, to Xiao Mian.
Xiao Mian helped several mid-level disciples with lighter injuries to settle the seriously injured disciples, then he breathed a sigh of relief and followed Leng Mushi's gaze.
Leng Mushi noticed that there seemed to be a tear on his clothes at the back of his waist. Seeing Xiao Mian coming over, she asked, "The back of your clothes is torn. Are you injured? Come here and let me take a look."
Xiao Mian straightened up and wiped the sweat off his face. He tilted his head slightly and frowned quickly, then turned back and said, "No, it was scratched by a branch."
He walked to Leng Mushi's side and squatted in front of her. The sun was rising overhead at this time. After taking care of his disciple, his face was stained with some blood, which was particularly abrupt and bright on his fair face covered with sweat.
"Are you hungry? I still have some food, but there are too many disciples here. You have to go with me to eat somewhere where there is no one." Xiao Mian spoke in a low voice, lowering his head to adjust his clothes that were draped over Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi couldn't see that the back of the robe she was wearing also had signs of damage, which were even bigger and clearer, as if it had been torn by something.
But now her attention was completely attracted by Xiao Mian. He looked so gentle and beautiful. Why was there only a wisp of consciousness for such a living person in front of her
Leng Mushi pulled a piece of her sleeve with her hand and raised her hand to wipe the blood off Xiao Mian's face.
Xiao Mian's breathing paused, and his heart suddenly began to ache again. His heart and lower back also felt painful, but he was so happy that he almost cried.
"You're willing to pay attention to me again." Xiao Mian gently and tentatively grabbed the back of Leng Mushi's hand and simply pressed her hand on his face.
"I'm so scared, you're really good at scaring me." He licked his cracked lips. The words of reprimand came to his lips, but he couldn't bear to say them. He just said, "Don't scare me like that anymore."
He didn't need to explain in detail, Leng Mushi knew he was talking about her having sex with the five-tailed demon dragon. Leng Mushi had never been someone that anyone could control, but now that she met Xiao Mian's watery and forbearing gaze, she couldn't help but nod obediently and said dryly, "Okay."
Xiao Mian grabbed her hand with some force, trying hard to restrain himself from looking at Leng Mushi. He was afraid that the strong emotions in his eyes would scare her, so he had to lower his head and hold one of Leng Mushi's hands with both hands, very gently and quickly, for fear that Leng Mushi would be angry and scratch her palm with her dry lips.
"Don't ignore me all of a sudden," Xiao Mian said, "If I do something wrong, just get angry at me. Don't give me the cold shoulder. I can't stand it."
He said these few words while suppressing his sobs, which almost made Leng Mushi burst into tears, but fortunately Xiao Mian quickly controlled himself and just lowered his head and said nothing more.
Leng Mushi pursed her lips and was about to say something to him when suddenly a dark shadow was cast at the side, blocking the sunlight for both of them.
"You Zishu said that this was made by you?" the man spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, but very pleasant to hear.
Leng Mushi and Xiao Mian tilted their heads at the same time, and Xiao Mian stood up and tilted his head and sniffed.
Leng Mushi did not stand up. She looked at the black-clad shadow cultivator standing against the light and did not answer. Instead, she said, "You are blocking my sunlight."
Ying Xiu was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps and Leng Mushi once again bathed in the most comfortable and sunny place that Xiao Mian had found for her. Then she turned her head to look at Ying Xiu.
"Did you make this?" None of the shadow cultivators were good at talking nonsense, especially the one in front of Leng Mushi, but he asked again, without any impatience in his tone.
Leng Mushi nodded, "Yes."
"How did this get here?" Xiao Mian saw the Huansheng Pill on Ying Xiu's body, touched his storage bag, and then he discovered that his storage bag was leaking.
"I picked it up from the ground when you were rushing to save the beauty," Ying Xiu said to Xiao Mian, "your senior brother wants you to come over."
Xiao Mian glanced at Leng Mushi, then at Ying Xiu, and then turned to You Zishu. Ying Xiu spoke to Leng Mushi again, "My name is Yin Yi, and I want to make a deal with you."
As everyone knows, the Shadow Cultivators never get close to other sects. They have always been solitary, walking beside kings, princes, and generals in the world. They are the most popular sect of cultivators.
He now actually said that he wanted to make a deal with Leng Mushi.
"I know you are from Hua Yanyue Sect of Taichu Mountain," Yin Yi played with the Huansheng Pill in his hand, "I need a batch of special pills, I hope you can cooperate with Yingzong and refine them yourself."
Yin Yi said as he handed the Huansheng Pill to Leng Mushi, "You can extract the magical power of the Huansheng Fox to refine pills, and you can also control dead souls, and you don't have any evil cultivation aura. You have a very wild way. I think you can refine the pills that the Shadow Sect needs."
Leng Mushi hadn't said anything, but seeing how confident he was, she couldn't help but look up at him. His face was wrapped tightly with a veil, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. Leng Mushi met his dark eyes, which contained some kind of excitement that made her frown slightly.
Leng Mushi said: "I am a disciple of Taichu Sect. The elixirs I refine are only for use by disciples of Taichu Mountain. If other sects want to obtain them, they need to send someone to formally contact the head of Taichu Mountain..."
"I can find you anything you want in exchange," Yin Yi said, "As long as it exists in this world, the Shadow Sect can find it."
Leng Mushi almost said a long list of things she needed, but she resisted firmly and was about to refuse.
Yin Yi added: "There is demonic energy in your lover's meridians. I'm afraid he will soon become a demon. I have a way to suppress the demonic energy."
Leng Mushi's heart skipped a beat and her casual demeanor immediately changed.
Author has something to say: Xiao Mian: Why don’t you take care to protect yourself? Is your waist okay
Leng Mushi: It doesn’t matter whether my waist is okay or not, as long as your waist is fine.