Lord of the Night

A blood mist was so thick that it could not be dispersed. People outside wanted to attack, help, and rescue, but they could not see anything.

In the blink of an eye, the blood mist exploded in all directions.

Seven corpses that had turned into mummies flew out like bombs blooming, and the sword light flashed, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and it clashed with a Saint of the ninth level with a sword.

As the Saint of the ninth level staggered back, the Night Demon immediately spun into a thicker blood mist again. The blood mist spread wildly, and thirteen Jinyun Sect masters who could not dodge were pulled into the blood mist again and disappeared in an instant.

"Hehehe..."

Crazy and cruel laughter sounded like ghosts in the blood mist.

The knife light was like a cold moon, flashing wildly in the blood mist thirteen times.

Hate Heaven Sword!

In the blood smoke hand, the power of Hate Heaven Sword was simply exerted to the extreme, puff puff puff... More blood mist rose up.

Twenty-six corpses were neatly arranged on the left and right, with their internal organs flowing all over the ground, but not a drop of blood fell on the ground.

Blood mist rushed wildly.

Four ninth-grade Saint-level masters shouted at the same time: "Stop him!"

With a loud bang, the blood mist rippled and turned into a blood-colored whirlwind that rolled to the left. With a scream, another person's head flew up three feet high and spun in the air, his eyes condensed with panic and despair.

The two people vomited blood and rolled out, but as they rolled, blood could not stop gushing out.

When they stopped rolling, they had turned into mummies.

The blood mist rolled, and the blood sea was undulating like waves, and it actually dragged a Saint-level ninth-grade master in.

The cruel voice of the Night Demon: "You think I can't kill a Saint-level ninth-grade, I'll kill one for you to see!"

The blood mist shook!

There were constant dense collisions from inside, swords and swords colliding, palm power colliding, and endless.

There was a loud bang, and a muffled groan came from inside: "Take... the leader away..."

But before he could finish his sentence, a sword light suddenly swept past with the power of the sun and moon.

A head flew up more than 20 feet with a puff, and floated alone in the air.

The blood mist suddenly flashed away.

A headless corpse was revealed, spinning continuously, and a round column of blood spurted out of the neck. It turned into a mummy and was still spinning, and finally fell to the ground with a puff.

The whole audience was silent, watching this scene in horror.

After a while.

Puff.

The head in the sky fell down, and it didn't know where it landed, making a dull landing sound.

A ninth-grade saint was killed by the Night Demon before he could even hold on for a breath.

Qi Tianyue's legs were so scared that they went limp, and everyone looked at the thick and surging blood mist in front of them with horror.

They couldn't help but retreat.

In the blood mist, Fang Che spat out a mouthful of blood, then swallowed a pill. In the blood mist, his momentum suddenly returned to its peak.

The blood mist suddenly dispersed, and with a whoosh, it turned into a thick and long blood dragon, with scales and horns, lifelike, waving its fangs and claws, circling around the Night Demon.

The figure of the Night Demon finally appeared in front of everyone again.

He looked at the Jinyun sect members in front of him with a grim look, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Hehehe... Jinmo Sect? Hehehe..."

Everyone was pale and terrified.

Fifty-one people besieged the Night Demon, but he killed thirty-three of them in an instant!

Even one of them was a Saint of the ninth rank.

None of the people in the Jinyun sect had ever really fought with the Night Demon; they just heard that the Night Demon killed people all over the world, no one could defeat him, and he was invincible in the plan of raising Gu to become a god, and no one could match him.

Including Qi Tianyue, the leader of the Jinyun Sect, who had never really fought with the Night Demon in the plan of raising Gu to become a god.

Before the action, he was naturally confident: Although the Night Demon is awesome, how can we, more than fifty Saints, not kill a Night Demon?

Hearing others brag so much... Today, we will break the myth.

But even if he was crazy, he would not have thought that such a situation would occur after a fight.

Everyone, including the remaining three Saints of the ninth grade, was scared at this moment!

At this time, they regretted infinitely.

Truly understood a sentence: There is no false person under a great reputation!

A powerful person really can't be boasted by bragging!

Blood dragons surrounded Fang Che, flying in circles, with bloody mouths, as if they wanted to choose someone to eat.

Now he has a cruel face, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, blood dragons surrounding him, mummies everywhere, and a ferocious look.

He really looks more like a demon than a demon.

Even if Sun Wutian came now, he would not look more like a demon than the current Night Demon.

With one hand casually pulling the long sword, the tip of the Hades Sword made a harsh sound when it scratched the rocks on the ground.

Fang Che walked forward step by step with a cruel smile.

He took a step forward, and the eighteen people on the opposite side took a step back.

Their eyes were terrified, their hearts were beating like drums, their fighting spirit was broken, and their fighting will was defeated.

Especially the leader Qi Tianyue, who was so frightened that even his eyes were scattered.

Fang Che's footsteps were like soul-stirring gongs and drums, and every sound rang in everyone's heart.

Looking at the terrified eyes of the people in front of him, Fang Che's eyes were fierce, and suddenly his body leaned forward, pretending to pounce, and he roared: "Roar!!"

"Ahhh..."

A master beside Qi Tianyue turned and ran, and the other one trembled all over, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang!

Qi Tianyue was also frightened so much that his legs softened and trembled, and he almost screamed out.

But then he found that Night Devil didn't really pounce on him. He just stood there and roared.

Suddenly... the faces of all the people in Jinyun Sect turned the color of liver.

"Hahahaha..."

Fang Che laughed out loud: "Hahaha... It's so funny! I'm so happy... Is this the Jinyun Sect? Is this the master of Jinmo Sect? This... Jinmo Sect is so famous, can't it be just a bunch of pussies? Hahaha..."

"Shut up!"

A ninth-grade master of the Saint level couldn't help but roared: "Night Devil, don't be proud!"

Fang Che looked at the old man with interest and said with a smile: "Excuse me, I defeated all of you by myself, why can't I be proud?"

"What can you use to stop me from being proud?"

"Use the cry of your defeated dogs?"

Fang Che laughed: "Qi Tianyue!"

"Night Devil!" Qi Tianyue was already terrified, because he clearly realized one thing: Night Devil, he really couldn't compare to him!

Nor could he surpass him.

Although they are both leaders of subordinate sects, there is a huge difference between Ye Mo and himself!

"Qi Tianyue, what else do you have to say?" Fang Che looked at him with interest.

"Ye Mo... this time our Jinyun Sect... admit defeat!"

Qi Tianyue gritted his teeth and said, "I have just passed the message to my father and Chief Feng Yun... You can't kill me!"

"There are many masters in our Jinmo Sect. If you kill me, my father will not let you go, and the chief will not let you go either..."

Qi Tianyue retreated step by step.

Fang Che moved forward step by step, with a half-smile on his face, and said lightly: "What else?"

"From now on... Brother Ye Mo will be the boss. This time, it was my fault!"

Qi Tianyue was sweating on his face and admitted his defeat very simply.

"Not enough!"

Fang Che put away the smile on his face and said coldly: "Say it again!"

"My little brother is nothing!"

Qi Tianyue knelt down with a puff: "Brother Ye Mo... please let me go. I was wrong. I should never have thought of such an idea... Brother Ye Mo..."

He actually slapped himself in the face, loud and heavy: "Brother Ye Mo, it's all my fault! I want to live!"

"I want to live!"

The people of Jinyun Sect looked at the leader kneeling on the ground, and at the same time, a sense of sadness rose in their hearts.

But they also understood that under the means of Ye Mo, escaping... is simply a luxury!

The other party's elusive means have clearly announced that they and others are doomed.

Even if they escape separately now, no more than four people can escape a hundred feet away.

The four people escaped separately again, but the possibility of Ye Mo catching up and killing them separately is 100%!

The aura has been locked!

There is no way to heaven, and no door to the ground.

The only choice is to beg for mercy and pray for life.

Although they understood it in their hearts, they still had mixed feelings when they saw the leader kneeling on the ground so humbly.

But now everyone's life depends on Ye Mo's thought.

Fang Che frowned and looked at the leader of the Jinyun Sect. His thoughts were different from those of other people in the Jinyun Sect.

I always felt that... this guy begged for mercy too quickly. According to Fang Che's own estimation, he should kill about ten more people... When he reaches that state, it is not surprising that Qi Tianyue begged for mercy.

As for now... Although he killed more than half of them, the remaining people's combat power is intact. Logically speaking, even if he begged for mercy, he would not kneel down.

He secretly used the Nightmare Divine Art and squinted his eyes and said, "You want to live? Why do you want to live?"

He said, "Don't mention your father, the leader of the Golden Demon Cult, he can't scare me! Don't mention the chief commander, Young Master Yun, Young Master Yun doesn't care about the mess between us."

"I have a treasure for Brother Night Demon, begging for a way to live..."

Qi Tianyue looked up and begged, "It's a Golden Sun Shuttle..."

Fang Che's figure floated forward: "What Golden Sun Shuttle?"

"That's it!"

Seeing Fang Che actually came in front of him, Qi Tianyue snorted coldly and took out a hand from his arms.

A piece of golden light flashed like a golden cloud and flew out, expanding for several feet in radius.

It instantly covered Night Demon's body.

This is a net.

Golden light flashed, and there were countless barbs in the net, flashing cold light. While covering Night Demon, it shrank fiercely, and the barbs suddenly pierced into Night Demon's body!

"This is the Golden Demon Skynet! Hahahaha... It is gold from outer space, with natural barbs that cannot be damaged. There is only one in the world!"

Qi Tianyue laughed triumphantly: "Even the Holy Emperor has no choice but to surrender under this Golden Demon Skynet... Ah?!"

He smiled triumphantly, looking at the Night Demon covered by the Golden Demon Skynet.

However, he suddenly found that the figure of the Night Demon in the Golden Demon Skynet slowly disappeared.

It turned into air.

He looked up suddenly, and saw that the Night Demon was still standing there ten feet in front of him, sneering at him.

"Golden Demon Skynet? It's really a good treasure."

Fang Che said lightly: "If it covers me, I'm afraid I can't escape. It's a pity... it didn't cover me."

Qi Tianyue's face was full of despair. He looked at the Golden Demon Skynet still in his hand, and then looked at the Night Demon standing in the distance. He turned his head in despair and looked at his subordinates behind him.

His face was full of death.

Because he saw his subordinates looked confused and regretful.

This is enough to prove that all the subordinates saw clearly what happened just now, and they understood very well what was going on: the Night Demon didn't rush over at all just now, it was just a phantom!

The real body never moved.

But he turned his back to them and couldn't see their expressions at all.

Moreover, they all thought that they were truly begging for mercy and surrendering.

None of them even knew that they owned the Golden Demon Skynet.

As soon as the net came out, Jin Yun appeared, which was the origin of the word Jin Yunjiao. It's a pity that only he, the leader of the church, knows about it!

Qi Tianyue's heart felt cold.

This is his life-saving trump card, how can he let outsiders know? But he himself never imagined that just because others didn't know his life-saving trump card, he would fail or even die because of it.

Fang Che said regretfully: "Tell me, why don't you let all your subordinates participate in such a good plan? Otherwise, wouldn't you have killed me?"

"Don't you think it's a bit strange that none of your subordinates knelt down, but you, the leader, did?"

Fang Che sighed: "My subordinates are about to fight to the death, why does the leader surrender first?"

Qi Tianyue jumped up suddenly, turned around and ran away: "Save me..."

puff!

Fang Che's sword passed through his back like lightning. Seventeen members of the Jinyun Sect clearly saw a shining sword tip suddenly appear from the leader's chest.

The blood shines.

The sword light was cold and cold.

With a whoosh, he pulled back again.

The leader's blood was drawn out of his body like a dragon. The body fell limply. His eyes were wide open, still full of pleading, but they had lost their luster.

Fang Che drew out his sword and floated forward.

The tip of the sword flashed, cutting off Qi Tianyue's right hand that was holding the Golden Demon Sky Net, and then he raised the sword tip, and the Golden Demon Sky Net was instantly absorbed into the space ring, and then he roughly pulled off Qi Tianyue's space ring from his severed hand.

The long sword flashed and shook, and a few drops of blood flew up from the blade.

The autumn-like sword body shimmered with cold light, and with a flicker, it emitted a sword cry like a dragon's roar.

I saw the Night Demon holding a long sword, the light of the sword reflected the sunlight, and the sword energy came straight towards the sky. He showed his white teeth and smiled kindly: "Everyone, it's time to get on your way."

"The road to the underworld is long and has many forks. You have been traveling together along the way during your lifetime, and you should also be careful after your death to avoid being separated."

The sword light flew up.

Blood splattered.

The roar continued.

The golden-horned dragon loomed from mid-air, sweeping away all the soul particles and the aura of death.

Fang Che roared: "Hahahaha, today is really a fruitful day. Yes, it would be nice to have more of these money-giving boys."

Collected all the property and weapons from everyone's corpses.

The blood mist all over his body suddenly disappeared.

Turn into nothingness.

The blood dragon hovering in the air rushed out like a blood river waterfall, and then fell in a circle, drawing a large round circle of blood.

In the large circle are the corpses of the Golden Demon Sect.

A lot.

In the air, blood mist is thick.

Clang!

The Hades Emperor was sheathed.

A pill in Fang Che's throat melted into his belly, and his spiritual energy surged. He recovered from his minor injuries, and his body rose into the air like a gust of wind, then turned into a black line and disappeared into the horizon.

…

After a while.

Feng Yun came quickly with Feng Yiyi and Er.

Faintly feeling the bloody smell here, they fell directly from the sky and saw fifty-one neat corpses at a glance.

Feng Yun couldn't help but sigh.

After receiving Qi Tianyue's request for help, he didn't want to come.

More than 50 people from your Jinyun sect ambushed Night Demon and you still ask for help? What's the point?

You originally wanted to kill someone, but why can’t they kill you?

So Feng Yun felt very unhappy and hesitated for a while before coming. But then he received a plea from Qi Lingfeng, the leader of the Golden Demon Cult, begging him to save his son.

Feng Yun thought about the overall situation in the southeast and sent a message to Night Demon, but Night Demon did not reply.

Then Feng Yun had no choice but to come over and take a look.

Although I know it may be too late.

But Feng Yun didn't expect that it would be so late... none of the fifty-one members of the Jin Yun Sect would be alive! And all of them turned into mummies!

They were arranged neatly on the ground like mummies.

The most outrageous thing is that Night Demon also used the blood of fifty-one people to draw a thick bloody circle, fearing that he would not be able to find it.

The news came from Five Spirit Gu.

Night Devil sent a message.

"I'm sorry, sir. I just saw your instructions and it's already a little late. Next time we meet, I will offer you a drink to apologize."

Late?

Feng Yun almost laughed angrily when he saw this line of news.

Your hand is too harsh and too fast, right? They killed all the people and even looted the jade crowns and gold hoops that bound their hair.

It was really clean.

Have you ever been a housekeeper?

This person from the Jinyun Sect has basically nothing except the clothes he wears... not even a little bit of silver left behind!

"How could they all become mummies? What kind of skill does Night Demon have?"

Feng Yun felt vaguely familiar.

"It's the Blood Smoker."

Feng Yidao: "That evil technique that few people in our sect have practiced... Night Demon has not only practiced it, but from the looks of it, it has reached the fifth level and can shock souls in battle and draw blood from wounds."

"Blood Smoke Hand...this unpopular technique..."

Feng Yun couldn't help but sigh.

This kind of useless skill that no one practices, Night Demon has actually practiced it to this extent.

"I remember that when the Blood Smoke Sword is trained to the fifth level, it can at most frighten the souls below the same level. It has no useful effect compared to drawing blood, right?"

"Yes, sir, only when the Blood Smoke Swordsman reaches the sixth level can he be able to transcend levels and shock, but the effect is not very good. Only when he reaches the peak of the seventh level, can he be unscrupulous, seduce souls and suck blood, and be invincible; and with the success of Blood Smoke, The demonic mist fills the sky, its ferocious power is shocking, especially in group battles, it is even more devastating..."

Feng Yi's face was also a little distorted: "But until the seventh level, it is still useless. Just like Night Demon's current battle, he can only use weapons to inflict damage on the opponent, and then suck blood from the wound... If If you can't cause harm to people, you can't suck blood out..."

"Our Solitary Sect has a complete Blood Smoke Hand cultivation technique, but... no one has cared about it for thousands of years."

When these words came out, Feng Yun, Feng Yi, and Feng Er were all speechless. Because they all know very well why this is.

On the one hand, I lamented the lack of Night Demon's skills, on the other hand, I also lamented the Night Demon's perseverance; the third nature was the brutality of Night Demon...

"When the Night Demon reaches the seventh level, I'm afraid... he will be able to emit blood evil energy anytime and anywhere. At that time, he will be like a walking devil."

Seal the second road.

"Like a walking devil, like a walking devil..."

Feng Yun muttered to himself.

Looking at the dried corpses in the field, he finally sighed: "Dig a hole and bury it."

Feng Yi hesitated: "Do I need to pack it up and let the leader of the Golden Demon Sect transport it back to its roots?"

"His son died here...I no longer need to think about taking care of him."

Feng Yun said calmly: "No matter what you do, you have already separated yourself. From now on, you will only need high-pressure orders from Qi Lingfeng, and you will no longer need to be gentle. So, no need."

"If Qi Lingfeng wants his son to return to his roots, then come here to dig his grave."

Feng Yun said very coldly.

The first letter and the second letter agreed, and the action started immediately.

Both of them understood that this was the most correct way. If Qi Tianyue did not die, it would not matter even if all the other fifty people died.

But the key now is that Qi Tianyue is dead. For Qi Lingfeng, there is no resurrection after death, and the cracks will always exist.

No matter how hard Feng Yun tries to win over him, the matter of his dead son will never disappear in Qi Lingfeng's heart.

So Feng Yun simply gave up.

I no longer intend to waste that time and emotion.

And Qi Lingfeng's status is not worthy of Feng Yun wasting too much on him... Even the leader of the Golden Demon Sect, who ranks first in the Five Elements, Ice, Fire and Seven Colors, is just the leader of a subordinate sect, so he is indifferent.

It seems heartless, but it is the wisest choice for Feng Yun.

Just after burying the body, Qi Lingfeng's message came: "Master Yun... my subordinate just sent a message to Tianyue, but it can no longer be sent... I don't know..."

Feng Yun replied coldly: "Qi Tianyue broke the rules of the southeast, ambushed his fellow Night Demons without permission, and planned to devour each other by cultivating Gu to become gods. He has been killed by the Night Demons."

Qi Lingfeng was silent for a moment, and after experiencing a lot of anger, he sent another message: "I wonder how Mr. Yun... plans to handle this matter?"

"Raise Gu to become a god, internal fighting. What to do?" Feng Yun choked up.

"The revenge for killing my son is irreconcilable. I request you to cross the border to kill the night demon and avenge my son!" Qi Lingfeng requested.

"Master Qi, in the plan to raise Gu to become a god, the rule that no one is allowed to retaliate after death is a fart in your eyes?"

Feng Yun said coldly: "Also, you are from the true north. If you dare to cross the border and come to the southeast, then I will eradicate your Golden Demon Sect immediately!"

"..."

Over there, Qi Lingfeng was silent.

"Send someone to collect your son's body."

Feng Yun said.

"No need, I would like to thank Mr. Yun for your kindness."

Qi Lingfeng sent news.

Feng Yun's eyes flashed coldly: "Qi Lingfeng, are you talking to me?"