Daoist Wild Dog followed Gui Li, walking deep into the dead marsh with one foot deep and the other shallow.
Because of the heavy rain just now, the already soft ground is now even more muddy, but for some reason, after Ghost Li met Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er just now, he insisted on not flying with the magic weapon, but walking on the ground .
It seemed that, like Jin Ping'er, he was secretly worried about something.
In the past, even if the wild dog Taoist didn't yell, at least he complained endlessly, but at this moment, he seemed to be a little absent-minded, he didn't say a word, and walked behind Gui Li silently, which made Gui Li a little strange stand up.
Gui Li looked at Taoist Wild Dog's dazed look, lowered his voice, and said calmly, "What's wrong with him?"
These words seem to be talking to himself, because there is no one around except for the cold swamp and pond water plants, except for the monkey Xiaohui lying on his shoulder.
That is Xiao Hui, who seemed to be drowsy just now, but after hearing Gui Li's question, he suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something, and immediately became excited, his extremely clever eyeballs rolled around, and Huo Di Jumped off Guili's shoulder, and started to dance with hands and feet.
This strange behavior, even the wild dog Taoist who followed was startled and looked at it.
Seeing that Xiao Hui was quite excited, grinning and squeaking, he waved his hands and feet at Ghost Li, and after a while, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly jumped aside, picked up some water from the small pond next to him, but fell on the ground. On top of his monkey head, he pointed to the sky and jumped up and down.
Daoist Wild Dog's eyes straightened, he walked up to Gui Li and said, "What's the matter, is this monkey crazy?"
Gui Li frowned, then whispered to Xiao Hui: "Is it raining?"
Xiaohui was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly, then casually folded off the leaves of an unknown plant from the side, swung them to the top of his head, as if to cover something, made a twisting gesture, twisted his body back and forth, and then, as if performing a show, the leaves were lifted from his right hand. To the left hand, and from the left to the right.
The wild dog looked at it, suddenly felt guilty for no reason, stared at the weird monkey, and said to Gui Li: "Crazy, crazy, this monkey must be crazy."
At this moment the monkey Xiaohui stretched out his hand and tossed the leaf, jumped back onto Ghost Li's shoulder three times, then pointed to the direction they came from behind, chirping non-stop.
Gui Li pondered for a moment, then slowly turned around, looking at the wild dog Taoist.
Daoist Wild Dog forced a smile and said, "You, what do you see me doing?"
Gui Li glanced at the parcel behind him, and said indifferently: "When it rained just now, did you lend me the umbrella..." At this point, he frowned slightly, glanced at Xiao Hui, and thought about it Thinking, then said: "You lent the umbrella to the little girl who looks at the picture to cover the rain?"
"Squeak..."
Before the wild dog Taoist could make a sound, the monkey Xiaohui on Guili's shoulder jumped up with a cry, so excited that the monkey almost narrowed its eyes with a smile on its face.
Daoist Yegou's face was red and white, his expression was extremely embarrassing, he suddenly pointed at Gui Li and shouted angrily: "Stinky boy, let me tell you, your Daoist used to kill people like hemp, not even a thousand people died in my hands." Eight hundred…”
Gui Li glanced at him, unexpectedly ignored his appearance, turned around and walked away, said indifferently: "What does it matter to me whether you killed one thousand or eight hundred people?"
Daoist Wild Dog choked, he couldn't continue speaking for himself, he just heard Gui Li in front of him slowly say again: "Besides, it doesn't matter if you killed a thousand people or eight hundred people , what does it have to do with you lending the umbrella to that little girl?"
Having said that, he stopped in his tracks and looked back at Taoist Wild Dog.
The wild dog was taken aback, as if facing a formidable enemy, said: "You, what are you going to do... no, what are you talking about?"
Gui Li looked him up and down, smiled suddenly, and said: "However, what happened today, since you were in Necromancer Abyss, surprised me again!"
He turned around and walked slowly, his voice getting lower and lower, but the wild dogs could hear him clearly.
"...I didn't expect you to do this heroic thing to save the beauty!"
Daoist Wild Dog was stunned on the spot, suddenly lost in thought, when he recovered, Ghost Li had already gone far away with Xiao Hui, almost disappearing into the mist in front of him.
Daoist Wild Dog looked in that direction, suddenly jumped into a rage, stomped his feet and said, "Bah! I've always been a bad guy, I've never done that kind of thing in my life, and besides, that chick can be called beautiful... uh!"
Daoist Wild Dog scratched his head with his hand, and suddenly frowned and stopped. After a while, he seemed to be talking to himself: "The chick is actually pretty good..."
After all, Daoist Wild Dog himself seemed to be startled, he shook his head suddenly, cursed in a low voice, strode towards the direction Ghost Li was walking after, and soon disappeared in the thicker and thicker fog at night among.
The surroundings were peaceful, only to see that the sky was getting darker and darker, and the darkness was coming, gradually drowning everything.
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The other end of the Dead Marsh.
Yu Yangzi, the master of the Eternal Life Hall of the Devil's Cult, was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky. The night wind in the swamp blew, and his skirt fluttered slightly, looking extraordinary, like a fairy.
Except for his left hand, the sleeves are empty, adding a bit of inexplicable humor.
That was the symbol of his being wounded by the most strange sword in the world - Jade Immortal in the battle at Qingyun Mountain.
The night wind was slightly cool, and the air seemed to still be moist with the heavy rain just now. The surroundings were filled with darkness, but there was only his figure, still standing there, bold and conspicuous.
In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of breathing. It was his doorman hidden in the darkness, patiently waiting for his order in the darkness.
The Eternal Life Hall of the Demon Sect arose 800 years ago, and it has been passed down to Yuyangzi's generation. It is already the seventh generation with a long history, but no one knows better than Yuyangzi himself. crisis facing.
No successor!
Ten years ago during the Battle of Qingyun, Yuyangzi was promoted by the other three major factions of the Demon Cult to be the host. This was the moment when Changshengtang's reputation in the Demon Cult was at its peak and most prosperous in the past hundreds of years.
At that time, Yuyangzi was full of ambition, and he had dozens of proud masters in his hands, all of whom he painstakingly cultivated in the past hundred years.
At that time, Yuyangzi really thought that there was nothing to stop him in this world. As long as he defeated the old Qingyun sect in one fell swoop, the reputation of Changshengtang would naturally deter the demon sect. With his own strength and the help of his masters, Changshengtang It is the second blood refinement hall in eight hundred years; and he will also become the second black-hearted old man!
It's just that all these beautiful dreams have come to naught on Qingyun Mountain, under the sword of Zhu Xian!
He himself lost a left hand in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, not to mention the great loss of his morality, because the Changshengtang is the presiding school, and the masters under his seat will naturally be in the front line of the decisive battle, and he will die first in Tongtian Peak and the elders of Qingyunmen Went half way.
Later, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was launched, and the surviving masters in the Changsheng Hall were killed and injured. Only one or two escaped, almost the entire army was wiped out.
In this world, everything is easy to get, but the most difficult thing to get is talents, especially talents that you can completely trust in your own cultivation!
Over the past ten years, Yuyangzi has worked hard, and Changshengtang has gradually improved, but in Yuyangzi's heart, the shadow is getting bigger and bigger.
The Battle of Qingyun almost completely destroyed the main combat power of Changshengtang. Over the years, if Yuyangzi hadn't practiced too high, he would have shocked all the enemies around him, especially seven years ago, he made a decisive decision regardless of the opposition of his disciples , forcibly moved the main hall to the remote place of the Death Swamp, far away from the sphere of influence of the other three major factions, otherwise the consequences are unknown.
However, just a month ago, the increasingly fierce internal strife in the Devil's Cult came to an abrupt end, and the last powerful small and medium sect, the Blood Refining Hall, was finally subdued by the Ghost King Sect.
Everyone stood on the front line. After a brief and suffocating calm, Yuyangzi intuitively expected that the next thing would be a fierce internal struggle that would directly erupt among the four major factions of the Demon Cult. .
After all, in the hearts of countless Devil Sect disciples, the figure of the black-hearted old man who ruled the Devil Sect and ruled the world eight hundred years ago is already an eternal legend!
But legends belong to legends, at this moment, it is extremely unfavorable to Changshengtang and even Yuyangzi. Limited by strength, Changshengtang is powerless in the internal struggle for the small and medium-sized factions, so it ebbs and flows, and the gap between the strength and the other three major factions has widened. Yuyangzi is worried about this and can hardly sleep at night. sleep soundly.
At this time, as if God had opened his eyes, a strange omen suddenly appeared in the swamp of death beside Changshengtang.
Yuyangzi was full of surprises. If he could really get a rare treasure like Qingyunmen's "Zhuxian Ancient Sword", first of all, Changshengtang would have no problem protecting itself, and then Xutu would develop, and it might not be impossible to turn around in the future.
Under such circumstances, Changshengtang regards the rare treasures in the Dead Marsh as belongings in its pocket, and will never allow others to touch them. But no one knew who leaked the news, and within a few days, the news spread across the world. Immediately, the world looked sideways, and masters of good and evil gathered in the Dead Marsh.
Yuyangzi was frightened and angry, but at this moment, he was no longer allowed to retreat, so he gathered all the strength of the Changshengtang and deployed it in the dead marsh, while trying his best to find the whereabouts of the strange treasure, and at the same time, he was responsible for sniping and killing the foreign enemies. During these dozens of days, there were no fewer than dozens of people who were secretly murdered by Changshengtang in the Dead Marsh, among them were the Righteous Loose Immortals as well as masters from other sects of the Devil's Cult.
For the survival of his sect, Yuyangzi is already desperate!
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That night, Yuyangzi received a secret report from his sect that a group of righteous people had stationed near the "bottomless pit" outside the Death Marsh ahead, planning to spend the night there. In the following waves of reports from the spies, Yuyangzi's face became colder, and he already understood who they were.
It was a group of the most elite young disciples under the Qingyun sect. There should have been only a dozen of them, but after hearing the spies' report, the number of that group had reached dozens, and there were even monks and Fenxianggu disciples among them. Among the people in costumes, Yuyangzi frowned, took a deep breath, and stared into the distance, as if waiting for something.
After a long while, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps in the darkness behind him. A middle-aged man who looked shrewd and thin came out and came to Yuyangzi. Yuyangzi immediately turned to face him.
This middle-aged man is named Meng Ji, and he is one of the best masters under Yuyangzi in Changshengtang, and one of the few remaining masters in Changshengtang after the first battle in Qingyun Mountain, so he is deeply trusted by Yuyangzi. At this moment, Yuyangzi was still unable to make up his mind, and had to wait for this person to come back.
Meng Ji bowed to Yuyangzi, Yuyangzi shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it, there is no need to be too polite, what's the matter?"
The question was endless, but Meng Ji obviously knew what Yuyangzi was asking, and said in a low voice, "This subordinate has already taken people to search the Heishuigou and Baima River on the other side of the Dead Marsh. We didn't find people from Ghost King Sect, Wan Du Sect, and Hehuan Sect entering in large numbers, only a few small sect figures who were left alone, and the subordinates have already solved it directly."
Yuyangzi cheered up, smiled for the first time, nodded and said: "Okay! So we will have no worries, and tonight we will raid Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley with all our strength. Get rid of it, and the Righteous Way will no longer be able to compete with us!"
Meng Ji didn't seem to be happy on his face, instead he was worried, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Master, but three days ago, a secret post near Dawang Village sent back news that Gui Li and Qin Wuyan had arrived Near the Dead Marsh, and Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan faction has always been erratic, we have to be on our guard!"
The muscles on Yuyangzi's face trembled, revealing a look of resentment, and he said in a hateful voice: "I don't know this! Those people in Zhengdao just want that treasure, but Wan Dumen and Ghost King Zong want me." life!"
Meng Ji's body shook, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, his face was uncertain, and he said in a low voice: "Master, what shall we do?"
Yuyangzi snorted, took a deep breath, slowed down, and said, "We have no way to turn back now. Before Wandumen, Ghost Kingzong and Hehuan faction have arrived, let's go the right way first." These little bastards solved it, and then searched for the rare treasure with all their strength, once they got it, judging by the strange omens of the past few days, it must be a rare treasure that never came out of the world, and we will not be afraid of the other three factions!"
Meng Ji bowed his head and said, "Sect master has a high opinion."
Yuyangzi nodded slightly, then turned around, collected himself, stretched out his only right hand, and swung it forward heavily in the night, suddenly there were figures in the darkness, and a moment later, a large number of Changshengtang disciples appeared, familiarly walking towards Yuyangzi. In the direction of Yangzi's finger, he rushed away.
The night is vast, desolate and murderous!
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Dead swamp, bottomless pit.
This piece of land looks flat during the day, but it has such a strange name for some reason. Only the villagers who have lived near the Dead Marsh for many years know that on the land in this area, the large piece of land in the middle looks and looks like the surrounding area. It is generally the same, it is overgrown with grass, but it is actually a huge bottomless mud pit, and the silt in it has a strong suction. If ordinary people accidentally step into it, they will be sucked down in a short time, and they will rot silently in the pit from then on. deep in the swamp.
The reason why the Dead Marsh got its name is that in the swamp, there are countless such terrifying places where people kill people without form!
However, these young people of Zhengdao are obviously not comparable to ordinary people.
A group of ten or so people from Qingyun Sect walked in the Dead Marsh for a few days, and met disciples sent by Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley.
Tianyin Temple is still headed by Faxiang and Fashan, and among the disciples of Fenxianggu, there are also Li Xun and Yanhong, but after meeting, their relationship with each other is not quite the same. The disciples of Qingyun Sect headed by Xiao Yicai got along harmoniously with everyone in Tianyin Temple, talking and laughing, but Fenxianggu and his party felt a little distant from these two sects, as if deliberately keeping a distance.
It's subtle, everyone knows their own minds, but on the surface, they are still polite, and the three great factions of the righteous way are still working together to kill demons and demons for the justice and morality of the world, and eliminate the demon sect!
That night, everyone stayed near the bottomless pit. After lighting the bonfire and repeatedly instructing the younger brothers and sisters not to move around at will, Xiao Yicai invited Li Xun from Fenxiang Valley, the face of Tianyin Temple, to one side and discussed in a soft voice.
At this moment, Li Xun frowned slightly, with disdain hidden deep in his eyes, but he still kept a kind look on his face, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother Xiao, are you worrying too much?"
Xiao Yicai smiled slightly, and said: "What's your opinion, Senior Brother Li, please tell me! I will listen carefully."
Seeing that Xiao Yicai and Faxiang were looking at him, Li Xun paused for a moment, and then said: "I thought, since my three factions entered the marsh, we have been invincible, and the disciples sent by Changshengtang have been defeated by us time and again. And since then After the battle of Qingyun Mountain, the masters of Changshengtang died and were injured, except for one Yuyangzi who is still struggling to support the overall situation, and the rest are nothing to worry about. Brother Xiao said that there are dangers tonight, is it too much?"
Xiao Yicai pondered for a moment, and said: "Senior brother Li is indeed right. But in the Demon Sect's Changshengtang, the head of the sect, Yuyangzi, has extremely high morals. We should not underestimate him alone. In addition, Changshengtang has been ranked fourth in the Demon Sect since its rise. It has been 800 years since the Great Patriarchs, the so-called centipedes are dead but not stiff, and they are determined to obtain this rare treasure in the marsh of death, so they will inevitably jump over the wall in a hurry, we should be careful!"
Fa Xiang nodded and said: "Senior brother Xiao is right, we really have to be careful."
Seeing that the two of them were talking like this, Li Xun couldn't say anything more, but he was arrogant, his eyes showed a little, and he said calmly: "Then according to what the two senior brothers said, what should we do tonight? "
Faxiang looked at his expression, was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yicai, but saw that Xiao Yicai acted as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't noticed anything, he still smiled and said: "Senior brother Li really knows the lesson, with a brother's height Talent, in the future you will be done, Senior Brother Li will be credited with the first credit."
Li Xun smiled slightly, but he wasn't even thankful.
Fa Xiang looked at Xiao Yicai's expressionless face, and the figure of the young man named "Zhang Xiaofan" flashed before his eyes. If he was here today, it would be great...
There was a pain in his heart for no reason, and he sighed softly, and then he heard Xiao Yicai begin to make arrangements in a low voice, he quickly listened attentively, only to hear Xiao Yicai lower his voice, and said softly:
"Second brothers, tonight we..."
The night seemed to be a little darker.
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The night in the Death Swamp seemed to be shrouded in black clouds, perhaps because of the mist rising from this huge swamp every night.
There are patches of gray in the night sky, not to mention the moon, and even half a star cannot be seen.
Near the bottomless pit, where the young disciples of the righteous way slept overnight, everything was quiet except for a few embers of the campfire that were struggling to burn.
Looking vaguely in the darkness, those disciples of the righteous way were curled up in their clothes and quilts, covering their whole bodies tightly. After all, young people did not practice enough to withstand the bone-chilling night cold in the dead marsh.
The disciples of Changshengtang silently surrounded the group of people from all directions, quietly waiting for Yuyangzi's order in the dark.
Yuyangzi slowly stretched out his only right hand.
Meng Ji, who was standing beside him, suddenly said in a low voice, "Master."
Yuyangzi's hand paused, slightly dissatisfied, but Meng Ji's status in his heart was not low, so he asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"
Meng Ji seemed to sense Yuyangzi's dissatisfaction, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Sect master, look at these righteous people, why don't they even have a night watchman?"
Yuyangzi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "These yellow-haired boys are arrogant and arrogant. These days, I have repeatedly used tactics to underestimate the enemy. They have long thought that we are vulnerable, and they don't take us seriously. No It's no surprise that the vigil is there!"
Meng Ji's expression changed, but he finally remained silent.
Yuyangzi ignored him, turned his right hand, and saw a strange mirror with black and white sides appeared in his hand, and then flew into the air, gliding a dazzling light in the night.
All the disciples of Changshengtang shouted at the same time, and it spread far away in the night, swarming up, with boundless killing intent!
In that fragile afterglow, there is a touch of desolation.
The last bit of ashes is quietly extinguished at this moment!
Drowned in darkness!
After a while, there was suddenly a clear and sharp sound, clanging and dragon chant.
A green light, a blue light, a golden light, a white light, and a blue light.
In the darkness of the night, like sharp swords piercing the sky, five brilliant and strange lights suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the darkness, rushing towards the disciples of Changshengtang.
And behind them, more dazzling lights appeared one after another.
Seeing this, Yuyangzi's expression changed drastically!