Exorcism

There are more than 5,000 casual cultivators from different sects, and their strengths vary greatly. It is extremely difficult to integrate them into an army. Hong Futian did it, as the battle against Talang City proves.

This battle requires precise calculations, clever cooperation, and a lot of bribery, countermeasures, and internal and external cooperation. Hong Futian expected that only half of the plan would succeed, but the result was beyond imagination.

A large number of warships chose to betray the Kingdom of Sacrifice at the last moment. The magician legion was busy holding a physical ceremony and neglected to guard the port. The Fulu Masters and casual cultivators who were ambushing in the city all sent out signals at the appointed time. The war soon spread throughout the city. …

Victory was right in front of him, within reach, but Hong Futian couldn't believe it. How could the demon army collapse so easily? The most important thing is, where is Mr. Half-Magic Ma? Is he really dead?

Hong Futian did send four casual cultivators to carry out the assassination mission, but he never expected the mission to be completed. It was just one step in a series of plans to keep the half-demon's attention in the city.

It wasn't until the battle at sea came to an end and more than 300 warships successively lowered the flag of the Serpent Nation of Sacrifice that Hong Fucai ordered the army of casual cultivators to march towards Wave Treading City. From this moment on, he also noticed signs of losing control.

The casual cultivators were already in a state of excitement. Before Hong Futian gave the order, hundreds of casual cultivators flew to Talang City on their own initiative and brought back news, claiming that the whole city was in chaos, humans and monsters were fighting in a melee, and Mr. Half-Magic Ma had already arrived. death, the appearance of the demon master Mu Xingqiu, etc. They were very proud of their brave actions and did not notice that they were acting against orders.

More and more casual cultivators left the formation and went to Treading City. Hong Futian had no choice but to order to enter the city, and he was very surprised to hear the news about Mu Xingqiu here and now.

The fighting in the city was more intense than at sea. There were fighting and shouting everywhere in the streets, yards, and houses. There was no command, no rules, or even purpose. Everyone defended themselves, and the monsters defended themselves. No one trusted anyone. The news of the Great Flesh Sacrifice has spread throughout the city, and there is also mutual distrust between humans and humans, and between demons and demons.

After flying half a circle around the city, Hong Fu finally understood that this unexpected victory was not in his hands at all. In fact, the victory was not in anyone's hands.

Order must be restored, which is more important than anything else. However, Hong Futian has lost control of his own army. The casual cultivators entered the battle enthusiastically, fighting with the sorcerers above the city. Only a dozen or so cultivators were left around him. Followers, orders cannot be passed on at all.

"What happened?" The joy of victory disappeared from Hong Futian's heart, and he began to suspect that the chaos in front of him was the spell of a semi-demon.

The restrictions have disappeared and you can fly freely everywhere. Hong Futian leads his loyal followers into the Wave City and tries his best to gather loose cultivators from all over the place. The gap between humans and monsters is too deep and cannot be solved immediately. At least humans should be united.

This move had little effect. The casual cultivators were in high spirits and could not understand the importance of gathering. After following Hong Futian for a short distance, they were attracted by the nearby sorcery. They shouted and left the group to chase after them. They felt that this was the bravest thing to do. Loose cultivators attach great importance to their masters. When fighting alone, they will always take away three or five companions.

Hong Futian began to feel anxious until he saw a casual cultivator who was standing on the roof and casting spells side by side with more than a dozen companions.

"Wu Tong Shi!"

The young casual cultivator was stunned for a moment when he heard the cry, and then flew happily to Hong Futian and saluted in the air, "Master Hong, you are here too. Look, we have won a great victory and have captured Tidelang City!" "

Hong Futian was not so optimistic, "Why are you here? Where are the others? Where is Mr. Half-Magic Ma?"

Wu Tongshi was one of the four casual cultivators who participated in the assassination of the half-demon. He said with a smile: "We got separated. They probably went to the palace again. The half-demon has been killed by Mu Xingqiu."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"A half-demon told us that he recognized Mu Xingqiu."

"Half-demon?"

"He said his name was Yin Buchen. Once upon a time..."

Hong Futian flew towards the palace quickly. He must find out the facts as soon as possible. There were spells and sorcery flying everywhere. Hong Futian could not fly in a straight line, so he could only go around and around. After going in circles for a while, he entered the palace. When he looked back, there were only five followers left behind him.

Hong Futian also dismissed these five people. The entire battle was completely out of control. There might be a trap in the palace, and there was no need to take other people into danger.

He went straight to the back garden, hoping to see the body of the half-demon. As long as Mr. Ma was dead, the chaos would be worth it.

When passing the courtyard in front of the palace, Hong Futian saw another scene. The battle here had ended, leaving more than a hundred corpses. The old king of Talang Kingdom was leading a group of attendants and ministers to kneel on the ground and beg loudly. The ancient gods, Demons, Taoists, and various legendary gods have all been called. As long as they can survive, they are willing to give their so-called loyalty to any party.

Hong Futian flew over their heads and was almost regarded as a life-saver.

The person who was fighting with the Sanxiu was a prince. He had gathered a large number of Talisman Masters under him. At this time, he was fighting the monsters outside the palace. He probably no longer cared about the safety of the palace and his father.

The back garden was still quiet. Whether it was out of fear or admiration, neither humans nor demons poured into the half-demon's residence.

His heart sank, the physical sacrifice was actually going on! The chaos of humans and monsters is the order of half-demons, and blood and emotions have become the source of power.

Hong Futian was horrified. Not only did the Rogue Cultivator army fail to stop the physical sacrifice, but they also became part of the sacrifice. This was all his fault. He was blamed for his lack of careful consideration beforehand and his failure to control the situation during the war.

For a moment, he wanted to run away, because there was no point in staying. He was no match for the half-demon, and he couldn't stop the physical sacrifice. Returning to the streets outside, he might have time to take away some casual cultivators.

But he finally pulled out the magic sword and took out three idols in his left hand. He couldn't imagine how he would face the world's loose cultivators after escaping this disaster. Death was the easier choice.

The sword and the idol were all his hope.

Just as Hong Futian was about to use his demon-slaying technique, a face suddenly appeared from the window on the roof. It was the half-demon Yin Bu Shen. He hissed at him with a serious expression, and then waved for him to come in.

Hong Futian and Yin Buchen were not friends, let alone trust each other, but at this moment, the half-demon's wet eyes actually made him feel a little relieved. Hong Futian hesitated for a while, then flew to the window. When he saw the three casual cultivators inside, he felt more at ease, so he entered the room through the window.

The tables and chairs in the room were piled up to the wall, and there was a person sitting in the middle. It looked like he was Mr. Half-Magic, and he was also the one who cast the mysterious spell.

The three casual cultivators and the half-demon Yin Buchen were sitting around seven feet away from the half-demon. No spells were emitted from their bodies, and they seemed to be just watching.

There was also an ordinary human sitting on a chair in the corner, holding a black jade statue in his hands, looking at the half-demon with a slightly panicked expression, obviously not understanding what was happening here at all.

The three casual cultivators made room for Hong Futian and nodded respectfully to him, but did not speak.

Hong Futian was full of suspicion, put away his magic sword, still holding the wooden statue in his hand, and sat on the empty seat. After a moment, his heart was shocked.

The strange spell he felt outside the building is now clearer. Mr. Ma is indeed absorbing the power of the whole city. The power comes from high emotions and broken flesh and blood. But what shocks Hong Futian is that these powers actually have Quite a bit of it went into his body and stayed.

He looked at Yin Buchen and the three casual cultivators in surprise. They were concentrating on receiving the power and could not bear to move their eyes.

Hong Futian was confused as to why Mr. Ma was so kind and shared the benefits of the physical sacrifice? He couldn't feel at ease. He would rather absorb less power and find out what was going on.

The black jade statue in the hand of an ordinary human in the corner attracted his attention.

"Hello." Hong Futian said in a very low voice, "My name is Hong Futian. I am a non-demon cultivator. May I ask your surname?"

"My name is Shen Xiuming." The man's voice trembled slightly, "I have heard of your name. Are you also Mu Xingqiu's friend?"

Hong Futian nodded, "It is rumored that Mu Xingqiu is in the city. Is it true?"

Shen Xiuming glanced at the black jade statue in his hand and said blankly: "I don't know, he seems to be right next to me, but also seems to be thousands of miles apart..."

Yin Buchen stood up and said, "Let me explain. I sucked in enough force, and it overflowed when it was full. Don't suck in too much."

Hong Futian knew a little about Yin Buchen, but he felt that these words were not like his style, but without specifying it, he stood up and walked with the half-demon to the window facing the sea.

"The sacrificial warships are also in chaos." Yin Buchen said.

Hong Futian saw that the melee between humans and monsters in Tidelang City affected the Sheguoshen monsters on the ship. They would naturally suspect that the solicitation and promises made by the casual cultivators were all lies. Some of the warships escaped, while others Approach the shore, or even fly over the city to join the melee.

"It's all my fault." Hong Futian sighed. He started this battle, but he was unable to control the direction of the situation, and he couldn't even hold on to the victory.

"Predicting the future is a very dangerous thing, and trying to control everything is even more dangerous. Both the demon clan and the orthodox have made many mistakes in this regard. Only when the truth comes out can you know whether you did something wrong or not."

Hong Futian looked at the half-demon in surprise, and memories from the past flashed through his mind, "You're not... you are..."

"Can you keep it a secret?"

Hong Futian glanced back. The three casual cultivators were still absorbing strength. Shen Xiuming was still staring at Mr. Ma. They were more than ten steps apart, but they couldn't hear the voice at the window. "I can keep it secret, even if it has to be done for this reason." Pay the price with your life.”

"This is very important." Yin Buchen said in a voice that was not his own, and his serious expression was very different from his usual, "The demons are executing a huge plan, and the half-demon is just a tool. If they succeed, Humans and monsters have no hope of winning. I need to keep it secret and need your help."

Mu Xingqiu got some very important information from the half-demon's memory, which was more important than the half-demon thought.