The Way of the Immortal Master

In order to return to the altar, Xiang Huanan did not hesitate to bear a heavy blow from Meng Zhang, and at the cost of serious injuries, he got rid of Meng Zhang's restraint.

Like Xiang Huanan, who was eager to rescue the one-horned dog demon at the altar, he paid a greater price.

Under the ruthless attacks of Zhenjun Moqing and others, the one-horned dog demon lost half of its body before it was able to escape.

But whether it was Xiang Huanan or the one-horned dog demon, even though they paid a high price, they were still one step too late.

Two yin and yang Taoist soldiers with the strength of Yuanshen stage joined forces and smashed the ring heavily on the altar.

All the protective measures arranged on this altar can't stop this attack.

After the ring fell on the altar, with a loud noise, the entire altar collapsed completely.

Xiang Huanan, who was flying back in a hurry, was so frightened that the altar collapsed.

Building this altar took a lot of manpower and material resources, almost exhausting the Xiang family's accumulation over the years.

That's all, the most important thing is that this altar is a channel to communicate with the demon god.

The altar was destroyed, and the Xiang family not only lost the way to obtain the power of the demon god, but also had a high possibility of offending the demon god.

Furious, Xiang Huanan didn't bother to trouble the two Yuanshen Stage Yin-Yang Dao soldiers, but flew directly to the ruins of the altar to see if there was any possibility of recovery.

As for the one-horned dog demon, it roared angrily and rushed towards the two Yin-Yang Taoist soldiers.

The one-horned dog demon is powerful, and it is not suitable to raise Yin-Yang Dao soldiers with the strength of the primordial spirit stage. It will cost a lot of precious materials. Meng Zhang doesn't want them to be easily damaged here.

Under Meng Zhang's control, the two Yin-Yang Dao soldiers turned into a black and white airflow and flew back into the Yin-Yang Spirit Gourd.

The one-horned dog demon didn't stop, and continued to pounce towards Meng Zhang.

Meng Zhang is not afraid of a monster. A simple mirror flew out of his head, shooting golden rays of light.

The demon-subduing golden light emitted by the demon-subduing mirror has extremely powerful lethality against monsters.

The one-horned dog demon, who was already seriously injured, had to back away again and again in the face of the demon-subduing golden lights, roaring unwillingly.

The altar collapsed and turned into ruins, and streams of black air flew out from the ruins of the altar, flying towards all directions.

Xiang Huanan seemed to have fallen into a trance because the altar was destroyed, standing there quietly in a daze.

Anyway, he is also a great monk in the late stage of Yuanshen, he doesn't take the initiative to make a move, and no one takes the initiative to provoke him.

Several demon cultivators who came along with Zhenjun Moqing saw the black airflows flying out one after another, as if a vicious dog saw fresh meat, and rushed towards them one by one frantically, collecting these black airflows with all their strength.

These seemingly inconspicuous black air currents are extremely pure essence of magic energy, which plays a very important role in magic cultivation.

The ceremony has not been fully completed, and the communication with the demon god has not been fully completed, and the demon god has not yet begun to bestow power.

However, a little bit of aura leaked from that demon god infects the entire altar, condensing so much pure essence of demon energy.

Zhang Wei in the distance saw the altar being destroyed, and knew that nothing could be done. This time the plan was a complete failure.

Apart from hating Meng Zhang even more in his heart, he had no other thoughts.

It is meaningless to continue fighting with Zhenjun Nanzhu.

Zhang Weineng forced Master Nanzhu to retreat with a few tricks, and was about to leave here.

As for Moqing Zhenjun and those demon cultivators, they have their own escape strategies, so he doesn't need to care about them.

Xiang Huanan, who was standing in front of the ruins of the altar, lost his mind due to extreme anger.

Meng Zhang's party who attacked suddenly, Zhang Weineng and others who had ulterior motives, as well as Zhenjun Baisong who provoked internal strife, all became the targets of his hatred, and he wished to swallow them all alive.

Seeing that Zhang Weineng was about to leave here, Xiang Huanan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and took out his last and biggest hole card.

He took out a small statue and threw it fiercely into the air.

This statue is small and exquisite, but it hides incredible power.

Because the shape of the statue is the dharma image of the Lord of the Demon God, Manli House, who has been enshrined to the family for many years, and there is a ray of breath of the Lord of Mana Manu on it.

The Xiang family has enshrined this statue for many years, and the monks of the family have been praising the demon god in front of the statue day and night.

Not only did this statue already have a bit of magic, but it could also use this ray of magic plow mansion master's aura to trigger a powerful killing move.

However, this killer move is a way to kill in a large area. Once cast, it will attack all creatures around without distinction, regardless of enemy or friend.

More importantly, after the demon god breath in the statue is stimulated, the statue will also be automatically damaged.

This is tantamount to disrespect to the Demon God.

If it wasn't for the last moment, Xiang Jia would not have used such a killer move.

The family's many years of planning failed, and the family's hope was destroyed. Under the fury of Xiang Huanan, regardless of the consequences, he wanted to leave all the monks present.

Of course, even though he has almost lost his sanity, he still has some confidence in launching an indiscriminate attack on South China.

I have been worshiping the Demon God devoutly to my family for many years, and I have gradually gotten used to the Demon God's breath.

Facing the imminent indiscriminate attack from the statue, the disciples of the Xiang family will have stronger resistance than other monks.

The statue flew into the air, and immediately began to grow in size, and soon transformed into a huge statue of a hundred feet tall.

The statue looked down and said something to Zhenjun Moqing.

"It turned out to be something bad done by the family members of the old thief from the famine."

With a casual word from the statue, it is only natural that the blame for the failure of the ceremony be placed on Zhenjun Moqing.

Xiang Huanan, who was about to bear the impact of the ultimate move, was frightened and froze when he saw the god statue speak.

Originally, there was only a breath of the Lord of the Demon Plow Palace in this statue, and there was no consciousness of the Demon God.

But the statue spoke, indicating that its consciousness had come here clearly.

Thinking of the cruel way the Lord of the Moli Palace treated the losers, Xiang Huanan, who was not doing well, fell into great panic, his mind went blank, and he almost lost all consciousness.

In fact, when the idol spoke, the Heavenly Palace, which was far above the nine heavens, fell into a panic.

A Void-returning power who is rarely seen in the cultivation world is busy around in a hurry.

Some people couldn't help shouting.

"Everyone, work harder and mobilize the power of the fairy formation quickly. It's really unlucky, how come the demon god came at this time."

"It's okay, it's okay, with the fairy array blocking it, the demon god can't break into Junchen Realm."

Some Void Returners can try their best to comfort everyone.

Facing this scene of turmoil and chaos, some people really couldn't stand it.

"What are you panicking about? You guys are Void Returning cultivators anyway, don't you have any vision at all?"

"The Junchen Realm is guarded by the Immortal Formation, and the Demon God himself will not come here to make fun of himself."

"It's just a ray of consciousness from the demon god, what kind of waves can it cause?"

With this burst of scolding, everyone began to calm down.

"Look, this demon god is really clever, and he retracted so quickly."

The guy who scolded everyone just now showed off somewhat proudly.

"The consciousness of the demon god came for a while, so there won't be any troubles left?"

Someone asked carefully.

"Just for such a short time, what troubles can be left behind?"

"Even if there is a little trouble, the little guys below know how to solve it."

"Isn't solving these small problems exactly the meaning of your so-called holy land sects?"

The man continued to speak confidently.

Probably deterred by his aura, everyone fell into a long silence.

At this time, everyone in that valley didn't know what kind of disaster would befall them immediately.

The idol glanced casually at Huanan and the one-horned dog demon.

The unicorn dog let out a whine begging for mercy.

The idol was unmoved, but just gave the unicorn dog a look.

The huge body of the unicorn dog exploded like a balloon, and the whining sound disappeared immediately.

The idol glared at Zhenjun Moqing again.

True Monarch Moqing's body suddenly exploded without any accident.

Seeing this scene, all the remaining monks in the arena were frightened and overwhelmed.

Even the great cultivators in the late stage of Yuanshen like Meng Zhang, Zhang Weineng, and Nanzhu Zhenjun couldn't even think of rebelling.

What kind of supernatural power is this? It's too scary.

Just a random glare can make a strong man like Moqing Zhenjun die without the power to resist.

You must know that although Zhenjun Moqing only showed his cultivation in the middle stage of Yuanshen, his real strength is far more than that.

This idol is so powerful, could it be that the demon god descended in person.

Demon gods are existences that can compete with true immortals. Even if the Void Returning Great Master meets him, he will have to escape for his life early.

Facing the descending demon god, the group of Yuanshen monks in the arena had no other choice but to accept death obediently.

Just when everyone was terrified, the huge body of the statue suddenly dissipated like this.

Before the astonished crowd could breathe a sigh of relief, bursts of muffled murmurs sounded around and reached everyone's ears.

Accompanied by the whispering sound, all the monks present fell into a trance for a while, and their minds began to become blurred.

The whispering voice did not know where it came from, and it seemed to be everywhere.

Many cultivators in the valley collapsed to the ground, losing all resistance.

A small number of advanced monks could barely stay awake, concentrating all their will to contend against the whispering voice.

But at most they could barely keep their sanity, and they couldn't move at all, let alone move.

After a while, several demon cultivators in the field were the first to change.

Their slumped bodies twisted violently.

The body seems to have no bones, and it spontaneously makes many incredible movements.

The distorted body began to change rapidly, thick bony spurs burst out of the body, and tentacles emerged from the body one by one...

All the monks present were no strangers to this situation, and it was completely demonized.

These demon cultivators turned into monsters completely.

Moxiu and monsters are not the same thing.

Moxiu is often composed of human cultivators who practice the magic way.

These cultivators took the initiative to choose the path of magic cultivation.

But monsters are all kinds of creatures that are passively demonized, including humans, birds and beasts, flowers, plants, insects, fish and so on.

In the eyes of many demon cultivators, monsters are just low-level beasts, and they are high-level creatures.

If it is not a last resort, few demon cultivators are willing to completely become monsters.

Judging from the situation in the field, these demon cultivators certainly did not actively become monsters.

In the valley, apart from many high-level monks, there are also many low-level monks.

In addition to the family members of these low-level monks, there are also juniors of these high-level monks.

In the valley, they often play roles like handymen.

Their cultivation base was the lowest, and their willpower was not strong enough. Under the attack of the whispering voice, they had almost no power to resist, and soon changed.

Soon, these low-level monks, like those demon cultivators, turned into writhing monsters all over the ground.

Seeing these scenes, the remaining monks seemed to know their next fate.

No normal cultivator is willing to become a monster.

They struggled desperately, but to no avail.

They resisted with all their strength, but they couldn't resist the invasion of the whispering voice.

Originally, Meng Zhang, like everyone else, was almost helpless in the face of the strange murmuring voice.

Apart from admiring the power of the Demon God, there seems to be no other way but to sit and wait for death.

As the murmurs continued to invade, the mirror that had been floating above Meng Zhang's head gave off buzzing vibrations, and the light on the mirror also flickered.

The vibrating sound became more and more intense, and the Jiangmo Mirror suddenly stopped, and several cracks appeared on the originally smooth mirror surface.

From the crack, several clear lights shot out and landed on Meng Zhang.

With the clear light entering his body, Meng Zhang barely regained some mobility.

Meng Zhang didn't even think that this magic mirror, which is specially designed to fight against monsters, would be so powerful. In the face of the power of the demon god, they are able to resist.

Meng Zhang knew that this was the magic mirror that helped him regain his freedom at the cost of losing his original source.

The origin of the magic mirror has a limit, and it cannot withstand long-term consumption.

Meng Zhang had to take advantage of this rare opportunity to escape far away in order to gain a chance of survival.

Meng Zhang struggled to stand up and walked out of the valley.

Along the way, he collected all the monks he saw into the Void Cauldron.

When those fellow monks who were barely awake saw Meng Zhang's movements, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

There are also some who have insufficient cultivation and have completely lost consciousness.

The other monks in the arena, who were still somewhat sanity, saw Meng Zhang's movements and looked over with pleading eyes.

Because of the influence of the whispering voice, everyone lost the ability to communicate with language and divine thoughts, and could only communicate with primitive eyes.

The begging eyes of these people not only did not make Meng Zhang sympathetic, but instead aroused the murderous intent in Meng Zhang's heart.

In Meng Zhang's heart, these guys who coveted the power of the demon god all deserved to die.

It is what they did that brought about today's disaster.