Games with fairies

The dazzling sunlight burned the earth mercilessly.

In the wilderness mountains and forests filled with corpses, the demon-refining ancestor covered in blood looked at the scene in front of him blankly.

One after another, the rotten dragon corpses fell into the wilderness of the mountains and forests.

As the sinister and deathly aura on the corpses gradually dissipated, the carrion of these dragon corpses began to melt, turning into bursts of foul-smelling black smoke that floated into the sky.

In the end, only the bare bones were left in the wilderness.

And the man who stepped on the corpse of the ten-thousand-meter dragon looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

The divine light that burned his soul was extremely dim and could be extinguished at any time.

Even his mother's body turned into ashes in the sunlight.

But looking at everything in her field of vision, Zi Weiheng shook her body slowly and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... Demon Refining Ancestor, hahaha..."

He laughed and turned around to leave.

The dim divine light dragged his crumbling body and disappeared into the sky.

The Demon Refining Ancestor stared in the direction he left with splitting eyes, his eyes blood red, but he did not dare to make any move.

A huge bloody eye hung high behind him.

This huge blood pupil coldly and brutally devoured all living creatures in the Demon Refining Sect.

All the Demon Sect disciples in the inner sect of the Demon Refining Sect, including the Immortal Ascension Realm priests and more than a dozen Demon Sect elders, none of them were spared. They were all swallowed up by this terrifying blood pupil.

Even the outer disciples at the foot of the mountain were not spared.

The huge suction force sucked all the demon cultivators in the entire Demon Refining Sect into the blood pupils, and brutally devoured them.

But the Demon Refining Ancestor, who controlled the corpse of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God, was powerless to prevent all of this from happening. He could only watch the sect he had founded and worked so hard for thousands of years fall apart.

Watching all the demon cultivator disciples in the sect die.

Unspeakable pain spread throughout the entire body of the demon refining ancestor.

He covered his head and let out a hysterical roar.

Because a low and cold voice kept echoing in his ears.

"...Sacrifice me with your blood and kill the enemy chief."

"Sacrifice me with your blood and kill the enemy chief!"

This cold voice seemed to have some strange magic power, echoing in his ears all the time.

The Demon Refining Ancestor howled miserably and desperately covered his head, trying to get the sound out of his mind.

However, the sound came from his ears, body, hands, feet, teeth, and every hair pore in his body.

The crazy demon-refining ancestor suddenly covered his head and screamed in pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Thousand-Eyed Blood God! Thousand-Eyed Blood God!"

"My Demon Refining Sect! Our Demon Refining Sect!"

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

Amid the shrill wails of pain, the Demon Refining Ancestor suddenly held his head and rose into the sky.

He seemed to be crazy, with his hair disheveled and blood all over his body, he rushed into the wilderness, crying and laughing.

"My Demon Refining Sect is finished, our Demon Refining Sect is finished."

"It's all over, it's all over!"

"Thousand-Eyed Blood God! Hahahaha! Thousand-Eyed Blood God!"

The howling Demon Refining Ancestor let out a harsh laugh.

He ran wildly and cried in the wilderness, leaving behind the Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate which had turned into a scorched ruin, and ran towards the distance.

A huge blood pupil slowly closed behind him, and finally disappeared into the void.

However, the few spectators who were watching the battle hundreds of miles away did not dare to approach the ruins easily.

…

A few days later.

A teahouse located one thousand three hundred miles away from Yunxiao City was filled with people.

Groups of practitioners gathered in this once remote rural town to inquire about the situation at the Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate a thousand miles away.

The great changes within the Demon Refining Sect have spread throughout the entire cultivation world in just a few days.

These practitioners are here to wait and see the situation and try to fish in troubled waters.

If some good things could be dug out from the ruins of the Demon Refining Sect's mountain gate, it would be enough for practitioners from these small sects, or even those with no sect, to make a fortune.

One after another, the escaping light flew towards this small town.

There were also streaks of escaping light flying away from the small town.

A large number of practitioners came and went like crucian carp crossing a river, and all kinds of true and false news continued to come.

And these news, whether true or false, were spread most eagerly among the teahouses at this time.

A Taoist who calls himself Dong Xuanzi is wearing a dirty and worn Taoist robe. He has thin cheeks and a green beard on his chin. He looks like he hasn't had enough to eat in months.

He pulled the beard on his chin and said to everyone in full view.

"...Speaking of which, the Demon Refining Ancestor went completely crazy after witnessing the destruction of his sect."

"It was crying and laughing, screaming and rushing into the wilderness with disheveled hair. It ran like a madman in the wilderness, as if there was some evil spirit behind him demanding life."

"It is said that a great monk tried to stop him, but who knew that this crazy demon refining ancestor was actually terrifyingly strong!"

"Four great cultivators at the top of the Purple Mansion Realm attacked at the same time, and they were sucked to death by him in an instant!"

"Behind him, a huge blood-colored pupil suddenly opened, and in the blink of an eye he killed four great masters of the Purple Mansion!"

"What a terrifying power this is!"

"It is said that that is an ancient evil god! Cruel and violent! The tragic death of the disciples of the Demon Refining Sect was caused by this evil god!"

"It's a pity that the demon-refining ancestor has worked hard for a thousand years. I don't know what secret technique he used to live to this day. He should have been the number one figure in the demon world, but now he has fallen into a miserable and crazy situation overnight. It's pitiful and lamentable."

The sloppy Taoist grabbed his beard and shook his head and sighed.

The news he told stunned many new monks in the teahouse, and they all asked if there was any more information.

Faced with the boiling voices in the teahouse, the old Taoist smiled, stroked his beard, and said: "What I just said is free information. If you want to know the details, please pay privately and I will explain it one-on-one."

The old Taoist's words immediately attracted boos.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "... This old ghost is talking about news that has been circulating in the city for a day or two. There is nothing new. He still wants to make money with this? Dead liar!"

There were constant boos in the teahouse, but the old Taoist priest laughed and didn't care.

He shook his head and continued: "Since no one is paying, then the old Taoist priest will tell you another free information."

"The strong man who fought with the Demon Refining Ancestor was the last member of the Qingmu Jiao clan seven hundred years ago. His real name is Ying Qing. In this battle, he burned his soul and put himself in a deadly situation..."

In the teahouse, a young man suddenly looked up and looked at the sloppy old Taoist priest.

His ears couldn't help but stand up, wanting to hear more.

If Li Muyang was here, he would recognize that the young man in front of him who had a simple disguise was Guan Xiaoshun who was tricked out of the Demon Refining Sect by him.