Lord of the Night

Ding Jieran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Boss Fang was in seclusion.

He had been controlling these people for so long and they were suffocating.

So he decided to go out for a walk and get some fresh air!

And do some work by the way!

As soon as this decision came out, Long Yikong and others almost sang and danced on the spot!

After coming out, they looked around and didn't find any good targets, but they were not in a hurry to go back after finally coming out.

Just wandering around in the mountains and forests, killing a few spirit beasts would be good.

As a result, they heard the rumbling of the world war over there that day.

Everyone was curious, but they didn't dare to get close. They tried to move closer as carefully as possible. As a result, they happened to meet the group of leaders of the Blood Cloud Sect, Mu Yun.

Long Yikong, who hadn't done business for a long time, was immediately excited.

He immediately stepped forward and asked.

The nonsense words made Mu Yun confused.

"Who is it?"

Mu Yun pressed the hilt of the sword.

"I'm asking you! You don't treat yourself as an outsider, but you're asking me back."

Long Yikong snorted, glanced at the seven people in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is there not even a woman?"

On the other side, Feng Wanxia had a cold face.

Although she recovered all night, her eye sockets were still a little bruised, which was caused by Long Yikong's beating.

A pair of phoenix eyes will never look at Long Yikong, the damned one!

But Niu Baizhan, Ma Qianli, and Yang Jiucheng were looking at other people.

Everyone's eyes were green-they saw the ring on Mu Yun's hand!

Fuck!

There is a ring!

Ding Jieran looked at these people with cold eyes, always feeling that they were not good people, but worried that he would kill the wrong good people.

He said lightly: "Ask!"

Long Yikong received the order and said: "The Night Demon Cult is doing things, who are you?"

Mu Yun was stunned and said: "It turns out that you are our own people, we are from the Blood Cloud Cult."

Blood Cloud Cult?

Mo Wang leaned close to Ding Jieran's ear and said, "Great Protector, there is a ring. This man has a ring."

Ding Jieran narrowed his eyes.

Mo Wang understood and laughed strangely, "What Blood Cloud Sect, I haven't heard of it! If you know what's good for you, hand over your ring! Hand over your weapons! Hand over your property! Get out!"

Long Yikong knew that the Great Protector had set the tone, and immediately became arrogant: "Take off all your clothes and get out! Especially you..."

He pointed at Mu Yun: "Leave the ring to me! I see that the ring of yours is not right, it doesn't fit you, and the color is not good, it doesn't match you very much."

Mu Yun immediately laughed sinisterly and said, "So you want to rob me? You are so brave, where is your leader Ye Mo?"

Mo Wang flew down like a demon mist: "What's wrong with robbing you!? I give you face, don't refuse it! I advise you, don't be ungrateful!"

While speaking, he had already exchanged thirty moves with Mu Yun.

With a bang.

Mu Yun staggered back, and Mo Wang rolled back.

He whispered: "If I hit him, I will get hurt."

Ding Jieran snorted, walked out slowly with a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword flashing, pointing at Mu Yun's ring.

He didn't say anything.

But Mu Yun miraculously understood, and sneered: "You want a ring too?"

Ding Jieran's sword tip shook.

Mu Yun sneered: "You will kill me if you don't give it to me?"

Ding Jieran's eyes flashed, deep and cold.

Mu Yun understood: "You actually gave me an ultimatum? You wish!"

On the side.

Long Yikong and others widened their eyes, shocked.

Damn!

He can actually communicate so happily with the Great Protector?

It's a miracle!

I really didn't expect this man to be a talent.

Ding Jieran raised his long sword. He waved.

Everyone rushed forward.

Because this is a signal for siege, and it is also an order to take action: Don't leave anyone alive!

Ding Jieran had already thrust his sword at Mu Yun.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, exactly seven people against seven people. No one was idle!

Mo Wanglong Yikong and others quickly gained the upper hand.

Mu Yun, who was fighting against Ding Jieran, encountered the darkest moment of his life!

He only felt the opponent's sword flash, and it didn't seem to be very fast, and it reached his throat. He hurriedly unfolded his sword skills, used all his skills, and blocked and counterattacked in one go.

But he didn't feel that he blocked anything, and the opponent's sword reached his throat again.

He hurriedly took a step back and fought back again, but before he could fight back, the opponent's sword tip reached his throat again.

The skin and flesh of his throat were all irritated by the opponent's cold sword energy.

In a desperate situation, he hurriedly dodged again, and this time he retreated a little more, retreating three feet.

But before he could stand firmly, the opponent's sword reached his throat again.

He tried his best to block, but he couldn't touch the opponent's sword anyway.

The opponent's sword was already reaching an incredible speed.

He roared with fear and rolled over. Before he could get up, the opponent's shining sword tip had reached his throat again!

Mu Yun cursed in his heart.

You don't know where else you can attack except the throat.

But there was no way, he could only dodge again.

From the beginning of the fight until the hundredth sword, Mu Yun found that he didn't have a single counterattack and dodged the whole time!

The opponent's sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

With sweat all over his head and body, he kept asking: "Who are you?"

"Sign up!"

"It's all a misunderstanding!"

"We are all family!"

"I'll give you the ring!"

"..."

But no matter what, the other party was as mute as not saying a word, only the cold and deep cold light in his eyes.

After seeing it, he felt inexplicably panicked.

"Are you mute!?"

Muyun collapsed.

After the lazy donkey rolled away again, he asked in a broken voice, even crying in his voice.

But the other party still said nothing.

But he took a step back, his sword flashing, pointing at him from afar.

Finally having a chance to breathe, Mu Yun hurriedly stood up, and then turned around to find that all six of his men had been chopped down to the ground without exception.

There was blood on the ground.

There were two people searching him one by one.

These guys must be said to be very professional, they even searched the underwear and soles and leggings.

Basically nothing is missing.

there.

Mo Wang was talking: "General Protector, the other six people have all been captured."

Ding Juran nodded expressionlessly, then turned his head, raised the sword again, and pointed the sword tip at Mu Yun's throat again.

He also said nothing.

But Mu Yun actually understood what he meant again: Now, it's our turn!

But he preferred that he didn't understand what the other party meant. He really wanted to cry: it turned out that the other party didn't use his full strength just now.

He was just suppressing himself, not allowing himself to free his hands, and was still paying attention to the other six battle situations.

Now that I have no distractions, I can finally concentrate on killing myself.

Realizing this, Mu Yun felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai in one breath.

He made a quick decision and immediately begged for mercy: "I surrender. Don't kill me! I'll give it all to you!"

Ding Juran took a step forward with a cold face, his sword flashed, and he raised it slightly.

Mu Yun understood what he meant again: stand up and fight!

Mu Yun said loudly: "I surrender, I surrender!"

The tip of the sword swayed slightly.

Mu Yun understood again and couldn't help but burst into tears, because this meant: You surrender, I don't agree!

Mu Yun collapsed and said: "I already have a heart-to-heart with you, what else do you want me to do!?"

"Pfft! Hahahaha..."

Feng Wanxia couldn't hold back her laughter.

Mu Yun's fighting spirit has completely disappeared. The more than one hundred swords that just passed were an unbearable nightmare for him!

If the other party wanted to kill him no matter what, Mu Yun would not want to experience the nightmare again.

Ding Juran took three steps forward with a cold face.

The tip of the sword was completely pointed at Mu Yun's throat.

But Mu Yun still didn't make the slightest move to resist, but had a look of relief on his face.

"I'm going to die. For the sake of the Solipsism, can you promise me something?" Mu Yun begged.

The tip of the sword stopped motionless at his throat.

Mu Yun was speechless and found that he understood again: You said it!

"Can you help me kill Fang Tu? Kill Fang Che, I..."

Mu Yun spoke with a tragic face.

However, the words are not finished yet.

I saw the man in front of me, who never spoke, put his sword back, swung it in the air in an instant, and suddenly chopped it off!

At the moment of death, Mu Yun once again understood what the other party meant: You made me angry!

Until his death, Mu Yun's face was full of surprise.

What are you angry about?

Why are you angry?

Why are you angry?

I'm not angry at all...

Ding Juran chopped off Mu Yun's head with a sword, cut off his hand with a cold face, picked up the ring with the tip of the sword, wiped it on his hand, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

Then he turned around and pointed at Mu Yun's body with his sword.

Long Yikong suddenly realized: I'm done with my work, you can come and search the corpse.

He hurriedly flattered: "I'll come, I'll come, Chief Protector, you rest...hehehehe..."

Hurry forward to work.

Ding Jingran walked back with a cold face.

Niu Baizhan cut off a big tree with a quick glance, revealing a flat tree stump; he thoughtfully covered it with a layer of clothes, lest he get the Chief Protector's buttocks dirty.

Although the Chief Protector is still silent, everyone can see that he is very angry.

Although I don’t know why I’m angry, I just need to wait and serve. Don't let him take it out on you.

Ding Juran sat on the tree stump with a cold face and glanced at Mo Wang unhappily.

Mo Huan couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The Chief Protector is blaming me for thinking about the ring... Oh, my fault.

It has to be said that Protector Ding's current style is even more impressive than that of Lord Night Demon, the leader of the Night Demon Sect.

All six people actually wanted to ask about that ring...how to distribute it?

After all, Mo Wang and Ding Juran already exist, so they have to give it to the next one, right? But under the expression of the Chief Protector, let alone asking, even if you want to fart, you have to hold back!

Not long after.

Long Yikong and Yang Jiucheng came to report, feeling a little happy: "Chief Protector, I really made a fortune this time. There are a lot of top-grade spiritual crystals that can be stored in the warehouse. There are others, and these weapons are not Extraordinary items can be sold for sky-high prices. And..."

Everyone in the Night Demon Cult has their own weapons, and they basically don’t value the collected weapons as long as they are not divine metals.

But when they are put up for auction in the arena, they are all great goods that ordinary people only dream of.

Ding Ziran nodded.

Expressed satisfaction with the harvest.

Then stand up.

So everyone followed.

When I came out this time, I was quite satisfied to meet such a fat sheep.

So everyone understood what the Chief Protector meant: withdraw the troops and return to camp.

The people from the Night Demon Cult are gone.

On the ground, the bodies of Mu Yun and others lay quietly.

The situation of the Mu family, which had high hopes, probably even their own family did not expect that it would end in such a situation.

The so-called maxims are confusing, they seem to be true, and they seem not to be true... But how can anyone say it accurately?

Anyway, the Night Demon Cult is full of treasures.

These guys even took away their clothes and protective soft armor; after all, they tried their best to avoid damaging the opponent's clothes when they attacked.

After all, the other party's clothes... look quite valuable.

…

When An Ruoxing took the people back to the southeast headquarters, they were all very downcast.

A feeling of sadness enveloped the southeast.

With the deaths of more than 700 people, the southeast headquarters was instantly covered with white flags.

Although An Ruoxing took the initiative to take the main responsibility, Xiong Rushan and Yin Guotang were ordered to be beaten five hundred times and then sent to prison for taking responsibility this time.

Wait for Mr. Fang to come out of seclusion before dealing with it!

Although An Ruoxing took the initiative to take responsibility, after all, everyone saw the situation at that time, so there is no reason to blame An Ruoxing. At most, it is a leadership responsibility, so he is temporarily designated as the deputy chief executive.

The news is spreading, and of course it will reach Prince Fang's Mansion.

Mr. Fang, who was in 'retreat', also learned the news.

In retreat, he instructed Mo Ganyun to spread the news: He must be well cared for! Three times the normal pension will be given to the families of the sacrificed defenders.

Xiong Rushan and Yin Guotang were taken out of prison to recover from their injuries and then play five hundred boards.

Then make meritorious deeds.

Mr. Fang’s reason is: it’s time to employ people.

Moreover, so many personnel have been sacrificed, and the southeast headquarters is empty. It is a bit too wasteful to throw two more generals into prison.

At this point, let them come out to work first.

And he gave clear instructions: I still need to retreat now, and I am in a serious state where I will go crazy as long as someone disturbs me.

As soon as this sentence came out, no one dared to disturb him.

Mo Ganyun was indescribably depressed.

Damn it, being dragged here by Dong Yunyu, unable to go anywhere except practice, is really frustrating.

In his free time, he can only practice martial arts and teach children; the more boring he is in practicing martial arts, the more he will abuse himself.

Because Mo Ganyun knew one thing: not to mention that Boss Fang was now much stronger than him, even Yu Zhongge and others had entered the Heavenly Palace and Underworld to undergo trials.

When they come out, their strength will improve by leaps and bounds.

You must have stricter demands on yourself so that you may not fall behind in the future.

If you relax even a little bit, you may be left far behind.

And now Qiu Yun Shang, who was due south, was practicing to the point where he was almost useless; he worked hard, and as long as he couldn't practice to death, he would practice to the point of death.

In addition to official inspections, every day is a struggle between life and death.

The main purpose of his practice is not to not fall behind.

Not being left behind is only secondary.

The most important thing is to beat Dongyun Yu like crazy!

For this goal, Qiu Yunshang felt that even if he trained himself to death a thousand or eight hundred times, it would still be worth it!

To be honest, enough is enough!

If he couldn't beat Dong Yunyu again, Qiu Yunshang felt like he would go crazy!

…

On the side of the Solipsistic Sect, Yan Nan is studying the information sent by Feng Yun.

I don’t pay much attention to the Yixin Sect, after all, the Yin Shen Palace only needs to be alive.

As for the others... can the others be considered human beings?

What he cared about was something else. The result of Hai Wuliang that he had been looking forward to had come out!

God melted?

Yan Nan could understand these three words, but he couldn't fully grasp them, so he called someone to discuss it.

"I feel something is wrong."

Chen Gu was the first to speak: "Hai Wuliang was originally one of ours, there is no doubt about it. The other party has become a god? What do you mean?"

"Fifth brother. This does not mean reaching the sky in one step! According to Feng Yun's description, Hai Wuliang's improved strength is not that strong. It's just that red light, which even Feng Yi and Li Yao can't break through."

"And when they were about to disappear, Feng Yun clearly saw that the red light on Hai Wuliang's body had dissipated."

"Brother, make a bold assumption."

Chen Gu said: "That red light should be the power of the so-called gods. In other words, the power of God Weasel from the God Weasel Cult caused Li Yao and Feng Yi to be unable to break through their defenses and were rebounded."

"And the so-called divine fusion... is it the opponent's divine power that disintegrated the divine power belonging to the Heavenly Centipede God that was left on Hai Wuliang's body, causing complete devouring?"

Chen Gu's eyes were solemn: "And Hai Wuliang is just a small leader of a subordinate sect. Even if it involves luck and divine power, how much can it have? It can be said that it is insignificant!"

"Then the only thing that clearly belongs to the divine power of the Sky Centipede is God."

Chen Gu's face was solemn: "It's the Five Spirit Gu!"

"In other words, the Five Spirit Gu in Hai Wuliang's body has actually never died or disappeared. The reason why we can't contact him is probably because the ability of God Weasel is blocked. In other words, it was at this time that Hai Wuliang's emotions exploded to the limit , can God Weasel's divine power completely swallow up the Five Spirit Gu, creating the so-called divine fusion!"

"And this is the reason why the other party deliberately asked Hai Wuliang to keep an eye on Yin Shen Palace!"

"It's because Hai Wuliang's extreme hatred will cause this result."

"This is also the reason why the other party sent so many people to die even though they knew this was our southeast headquarters' bureau. Because only in such a bureau can Hai Wuliang be transformed!"

Chen Gu's mind was exceptionally clear, and what he said was exactly what Yan Nan was thinking.

Everyone else listened with a sullen face.

He's just an unscrupulous person, completely unworthy of everyone's attention.

But the fact that the other party's Divine Weasel Cult had such a method made everyone extremely vigilant.

"The current situation is, how many people like Hai Wuliang does the other party have?"

"Is Hai Wuliang the first or...?"

"Are the people like Bei Mingxin who also disappeared mysteriously, really dead? What would happen if people like Bei Mingxin could also merge with the gods?"

"What if after Shen Weasel succeeds in teaching Shen Fusion, he continues to attack our people and continues to create this kind of Shen Fusion?"

"What exactly are the conditions required for divine integration?"

Chen Gu's series of questions made everyone fall into deep thought.

"For so many years, our Solipsism has always claimed that there will be no traitors. Why? It's because of the existence of the Five Spirit Gu. But if the Five Spirit Gu is magically fused by the other party...how many traitors will appear on our side?"

Chen Gu said: "Also, did the other party's divine fusion happen by chance, or was it the result of research? Is it a coincidence, or can anyone from the Solipsistic Orthodox Church be able to achieve divine fusion?"

"What stage has the other party's research reached?"

"Fifth brother!"

Chen Guyue said, his expression becoming more solemn: "Originally, we didn't pay much attention to the Divine Weasel Sect, but as soon as the opponent's method of divine fusion came out, I felt that it was in danger of destruction!"

Others, such as Yu Hanyan, also nodded with serious expressions.

There is indeed a sense of crisis that is about to come.

Yan Nan said calmly, "You may have thought too much about this. The Divine Fusion of the Shenwei Cult is certainly something we didn't expect, and it does pose a threat to us, but when it comes to the danger of destruction, Not necessarily."

"What Fifth Brother means is..."

"My thoughts are basically the same as yours."

Yan Nan said calmly: "However, I guess that the unscrupulous Shen Weasel Cult Shen Rong Hai should be the first one. Moreover, it is still uncertain whether this situation will happen again."

"The reason is simple. It has been two years since Hai Wuliang rebelled."

"It took two years until now to complete a divine fusion."

"Hai Wuliang's original cultivation level was around the first level of the Saint, or around the peak of the ninth level of the Venerable..." Yan Nan didn't remember this clearly, but he had a rough idea, which was enough for him.

"After entering the Divine Weasel Cult, my cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, reaching around the ninth level of Saint."

"After this divine fusion, we have reached the fourth and fifth levels of the Holy King."

"And this time the Divine Fusion made the people of the Divine Weasel Cult so excited that they couldn't help but cheer on the spot... Why is this? If you have seen it too many times, will you still cheer?"

Yan Nan asked.

This sentence made everyone suddenly wake up.

Yes, if I had seen it many times, I would not be so carried away in cheering.

"So I guess that Hai Wuliang should be a test subject."

Yan Nan said: "The Divine Weasel Cult has killed many of us over the years and probably kidnapped many of us. However, it was not until Hai Wuliang that the Divine Fusion was completed. Others are not possible, so this is Why?"

"My guess is that there is a bonus due to the position? Or is there a reason for a special encounter?"

"If it's a position bonus, then you have to be the leader?"

Yan Nan asked.

Everyone was silent.

"If it weren't for the position bonus, how many people in the world would be able to encounter special encounters like Hai Wuliang's?"

Yan Nan asked again.

No one spoke.

"There is also the cliff where Hai Wuliang fell. There is no cure for the poisonous fog."

Yan Nan said: "Hai Wuliang fell but survived. So can we say that the home of the Shenwei Cult is under the poisonous mist?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Immediately eager to try.

Yan Nan took a gentle breath and said: "However, no matter what, the feeling this Divine Weasel taught me is very bad. It's true that he is an enemy, but no matter how powerful he is, he won't."

"On the contrary, I feel that the Weasel Cult is very sneaky, like rats in the gutter, sticking out their heads and doing whatever they want but afraid of death. To be honest, I kind of look down on them."

"Also, I have a feeling that... the rise of the Weasel Sect in recent years has something to do with our Solipsism."

"It seems that the Weasel Cult is..."

Yan Nan furrowed his brows tightly: "...It seems...it has always relied on devouring our strength to grow stronger. He just followed us secretly, eating our unimportant things in small bites." , but it allowed their Divine Weasel Cult to grow stronger little by little."

"This feeling is inexplicable, but it is certain."

Yan Nan frowned, and he couldn't figure out why he was so sure. But the sense of certainty in his heart was enough to support him in saying this.