I rely on length to cultivate immortality

Li Xiuchang might have had some reservations about letting a child of a few years old kill people.

But now Yang Hao had already killed two people, and was still happily moving towards the third demon.

Li Xiuchang immediately lost all psychological burden.

He and Motu had a lot of arguments and finally let the disciples guarding the sect guarding formation let them go.

As soon as they came out, they saw a large number of registered disciples and merchants fleeing to the gate of Xianchen Sect.

Xianchen Sect has been under martial law, and the sect guarding formation allows people to leave but not enter. These people cannot enter even if they escape outside the sect guarding formation.

But the instinct of survival still makes them try to get closer to the main sect of Xianchen Sect.

At this time, the elder in charge of commanding the defense in the sect guarding formation was also hesitant. He couldn't bear to see so many people being killed by demons, but if he violated the principle and let these people in, it would threaten the safety of the disciples in the sect.

At this time, the two demons flying in the front had arrived above Xianchen Sect.

One of the middle-aged men with long hair that reached his waist looked very gentle, but his expression was very fierce. He shouted coldly:

"Xianchen Sect, I didn't expect that after this demon was sealed for tens of thousands of years, you still have your inheritance and it is even more prosperous! If that traitor hadn't destroyed the foundation of my demon path, how could you righteous people live so comfortably!"

The other demon looked more like a demon cultivator, with his eyes wide open, his face full of bulging veins, and purple-red bloodshot eyes. His expression was ferocious, exuding a murderous aura that was as real as substance.

"The righteous are all cowards, dare you come out and fight!"

He roared, and slapped the Xianchen Sect's protective formation without any rules.

The Xianchen Sect elders in the formation were unmoved. The two demons were both immortals, and they needed the Supreme Elder to take action to deal with them. They only needed to rely on the formation to defend themselves.

After all, the two demons also had concerns. Even if they had the strength to break the formation by force, they would ascend on the spot once they used it.

They were sealed for tens of thousands of years, and finally regained their freedom, but they didn't want to ascend at this time!

After tens of thousands of years of sealing, these demons have accumulated endless resentment and anger in their hearts that need to be vented. In the Immortal Shade Realm, they can still be domineering and dominate one side, but their strength will not be so useful in the upper realm.

Moreover, the first catastrophe of the demon cultivators' ascension will be surrounded and killed by the righteous immortals in the upper realm.

Although the demon cultivators in the upper realm may also protect them, they also have to take their chances.

After all, demon cultivators are not as united as righteous cultivators. It is a consensus that righteous cultivators kill demons and eliminate demons, but demon cultivators may not necessarily help demon cultivators.

Powerful demon cultivators always want to enslave demon cultivators weaker than themselves and expand their own power.

When demon cultivators ascend, they must not only be careful of the siege of the righteous, but also be careful of the enslavement of demon predecessors. The former may be in danger of death, and the latter will be slaves forever and will never get ahead.

Therefore, these two demons are also afraid of ascending to the upper realm, and at most they dare to use the strength of the Mahayana period.

The strength of the Mahayana period cannot threaten the Xianchen Sect's protective formation.

At this time, the gentle-looking demon head turned his attention to a group of registered disciples and merchants gathered outside the mountain gate of the Xianchen Sect.

"If you don't open the formation, I will peel off the skin and pull out the tendons of these people in front of you, and drip their blood on the plaque of your Xianchen Sect." The gentle demon Xiu raised his mouth.

Another violent demon head laughed excitedly when he heard the words: "Good idea, let the world see how your righteous sect can watch people die without helping!"

Outside the protective formation, the crowd was in turmoil.

Some people were panicked, and some collapsed in fear.

Some people would rather die than surrender, shouting: "Kill if you want to! Take care of everyone in the sect, and don't be fooled by the demon head's evil words!"

In the crowd, Li Xiuchang and Motu both had gloomy faces, and they quickly shuttled away from the crowd and came to a remote place.

At this time, the crowd was in turmoil, and there were many people who fled in all directions, and no one paid attention to them.

Motu blocked the surrounding divine sense and quietly changed his appearance. He was originally full of flesh and looked ferocious, but after changing his face, he looked even more frightening. A child would probably pee his pants after seeing it.

This is not ugly, but simply looks fierce and scary!

"Brother, this is not your real face, right?" Li Xiuchang asked tentatively.

Motu nodded, confirming his guess.

The last demon lord who killed millions of demon cultivators had a face that even ghosts would be scared of.

When Motu got angry, not to mention children, even a group of ferocious demon cultivators would be scared to death.

Li Xiuchang was a little scared. Drawing a picture of Brother Motu and sticking it on the door would definitely be better than a door god.

But he did not forget the main business. He knew that Brother Motu was going to deal with the demon cultivators who broke the seal. After all, this was an unfinished project left by Motu, and now he naturally planned to deal with it himself.

Li Xiuchang took out a stack of talismans from his storage bag and stuffed them into Motu's palm.

"Brother, use them freely. If you don't have enough, I have more."

Motu weighed the talismans in his hand and was surprised that this was actually a stack of Hidden Immortal Talismans!

However, he was not so shocked because of the precedent of Li Xiuchang taking out a bunch of Wanshou Pills before.

And there was no time to ask more questions now, so he nodded and put the Hidden Immortal Talisman away.

There was just one thing... He felt that this Hidden Immortal Talisman seemed a little thick?

It was a little thicker than the Hidden Immortal Talisman he had taken from Zhang Wanzhi before.

Motu was very sure that this was not his illusion, but he only thought that it was due to the difference in the talisman making process from different talisman masters.

He didn't know that this was cut from his own Hidden Immortal Talisman brick by Li Xiuchang.

Li Xiuchang spent a lot of effort to cut these Hidden Immortal Talismans. As immortal talismans, the material of the Hidden Immortal Talisman is very tough. If he hadn't weakened the strength with the Equal Path, it would be difficult to cut it into paper.

The process of cutting the Hidden Immortal Talisman brick is actually similar to cutting noodles with a knife. As a senior chef, Li Xiuchang is experienced in this area and has skillful movements. He didn't make any mistakes.

It's just that in terms of thickness, it certainly can't be completely consistent with the Hidden Immortal Talisman refined by Chen Changsheng himself, it's a little thicker.

In the blink of an eye, two more demons came, and the previous two demons were about to attack the merchants and registered disciples.

"I'll go." Motu said.

Li Xiuchang nodded, he also had his own things to do.

He was going to find Yang Hao and let Yang Hao try to kill Tianxiang.

Li Xiuchang observed the situation in the distance, and suddenly saw a demon surrounded by flames, and soon burned to ashes.

He knew that it must be Yang Hao who did it, so he put on the Immortal Hiding Talisman and flew in that direction.

Yang Hao made consecutive attacks and killed four or five demons. These demons were attacked and died suddenly, which of course attracted the attention of others.

However, the situation was chaotic at this time, and no one had the energy to investigate the cause.

Those demons who found the abnormality chose to bypass the place where the demon was attacked just now. When they encountered danger, the first thing they thought of was to avoid danger, not to find the source.

In addition, Yang Hao was also very cautious. He shot and moved to another place, and he was not discovered.

Li Xiuchang had just flown away from the gate of the Xianchen Sect when a big battle broke out behind him.

The violent demon was about to grab the registered disciples of the Xianchen Sect as hostages, but suddenly he cried out in pain, and one of his arms exploded into countless wriggling maggots, which entangled and ate each other.

"Who!"    He was furious, looking around, looking for the person who made the attack in secret.

Motu didn't rely on the Immortal Hidden Talisman to hide in the dark. He didn't plan to make any sneak attacks or assassinations. He wanted to crush all these scum head-on!

A figure appeared not far from the violent demon. He was shrouded in shadows, and the resentful souls around him wailed. The yin energy was lingering, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

But his identity as a demon cultivator was obvious, and everyone could see it.

The gentle demon's eyes flashed, and he asked: "Who are you? We are both demons, why do you want to stop us?"

The violent demon shouted angrily: "Why waste your time talking to him? I hate these righteous lackeys the most in my life, and they are traitors!"

After that, his body was transformed into a soul body, and transformed into a nine-headed beast. The nine heads roared in unison, shaking the souls of everyone present.

The nine-headed beast pounced on Motu swiftly and silently.

Motu stood still and said calmly: "Blood Pen Scholar, Soul Eater Demon King, your tempers have not changed at all after tens of thousands of years."

He just said one sentence, but the expression of the gentle demon changed drastically, and the nine-headed beast that was about to pounce on Motu's face stopped and stayed in mid-air, not daring to move forward!

Motu directly called out the titles of the two of them tens of thousands of years ago, but this was not enough to shock them so much.

The key is that voice... Motu's voice, they are too familiar with it!

In the tens of thousands of years that have been sealed, the owner of this voice has always been a nightmare in their hearts, an existence that makes them hate and fear to the bones.

So that after tens of thousands of years, they can't forget that person's voice. Motu just said one sentence, and it made them recall the fear of being dominated tens of thousands of years ago.

"Who are you! Playing tricks!" The nine-headed beast spoke human language. Although he questioned it, he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack again.

The Blood Pen Scholar's originally gentle and fair face now looked even paler. He stared at Motu in doubt, trying to see through the resentful souls and the yin energy that protected his body.

The other two later demons were also sealed by the last demon lord. The man's mark had long been left in their minds. They were like frightened birds. When they heard or recalled him, they couldn't help trembling.

Motu didn't even have to make a move. He just stood there, and the four demons were so scared that they dared not move.

They didn't move. Motu didn't want to waste time with them. He took a step forward and walked out of the shadows. The iconic fierce face was exposed in front of the four demons, making them tremble and their pupils tremble.

"No, this is impossible!"

"He ascended a long time ago. You can't be him!"

"This must be an illusion..."

They couldn't accept it and didn't dare to believe it.

Back then, they were sealed by that man and had not seen the sun for tens of thousands of years. They finally escaped and were ready to do something big to announce their return...

But the first time they did it, they ran into that man again?

This joke played by fate was too hellish even for them, the demon cultivators.

Although they said they didn't believe it, they all knew that who else could call out their titles back then, have the same appearance and voice, and have strong strength?

"What's there to be afraid of! We couldn't beat him back then, so are we still afraid of him now?" Soul Eater said with gritted teeth.

"That's right, let's go together!" Another demon echoed.

Back then, they were in the same realm as Motu, all of them were in the Mahayana stage.

It's just that Motu was so powerful and invincible in combat power that they were no match for him even if they were tied together, and they were suppressed and sealed by Motu one by one.

But now tens of thousands of years have passed, and everyone is a powerful immortal. It is not certain who is stronger and who is weaker, not to mention that they have the advantage in numbers... The above are all the self-consoling words of the four demons.

The shouting was deafening, but no one was willing to take the first step.

But Motu was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and grabbed the nine-headed beast closest to him.

The beast was originally a soul body. Under Motu's empty grab, it was like being pulled into a ball of paper, and lost its shape in an instant.

"Ah..."

A series of shrill roars continued to come from the soul body.

At the same time, two rays of light fell, one on Motu, and the other on the soul body of the Soul Eater Demon King.

Both of them showed their cultivation beyond the Mahayana period, triggering the rules of ascension.

Motu grabbed the soul body of the Soul Eater Demon King, clapped his hands, and slapped the soul body into pieces like a balloon.

A ray of light in the air immediately disappeared.

This means that the Soul Eater Demon King is dead.

The Ascension Rule confirms the target's death and dissipates on its own.

Then, Motu put a Hidden Immortal Talisman on his body, hiding his figure, causing another Ascension Ray of Light to dissipate after a noticeable lag.

But immediately afterwards, three more Ascension Rays of Light fell...

It turned out that the other three demons, including the Blood Pen Scholar, saw this and directly triggered the Ascension Rays of Light.

The Ascension Rays on Motu and the Soul Eater Demon King reminded the three of them, and they all triggered the Ascension Rays at the same time. They all understood that Ascension was probably their most reliable way to escape.

Motu killed the Soul Eater Demon King effortlessly, crushing the last bit of luck in their hearts.

The man who could suppress them tens of thousands of years ago can still crush them tens of thousands of years later, and the gap between them is even greater.

It would have been better if the Ascension Rule had not been triggered. Once the Ascension Rays of Light fell, it became their death warrant.

Originally, Motu was not so anxious, but once the ascension glow appeared, he had to kill them all before they ascended.

So...

Bang, bang, bang!

Three silent explosions sounded in the air. They were sounds at the soul level, which could only be captured by the divine consciousness and could not be heard by the ears.

The souls of the three demons exploded one after another, and their souls were scattered on the spot.

The gap between them and Motu was so big that they could not imagine it at all.

At the same time, Li Xiuchang, who had been in stealth mode, finally found Yang Hao's position.

He suddenly appeared, which frightened Yang Hao, who was already in a tense state.

"Brother Li!"

Yang Hao was surprised and happy to see that the person coming was Li Xiuchang.

"Come with me, I have something to ask of you, and only you can do it!"

Li Xiuchang pulled him into a house on the side.

The house was already empty, and Li Xiuchang released Tianxiang.