As a descendant of the Wangshu family, Murong Lian naturally had his own spiritual instrument, but he never called for it because he never liked it.
However, at this time, he leaned against a dragon scale leather Shenwu qin. Murong Lian looked Gu Mang in the eyes and glared at him, saying, "What are you doing? What are you looking at! Don't laugh!!"
"..."
Gu Mang did not smile.
He just didn't think that Murong Lian also had such a spiritual weapon that could break through the three armies with the sound of one person. Murong Lian waved his hand and pulled the string. The sound of the qin was loud and clear. Together with the Shenwu suona on the opposite side, the two sound lines were like an invisible dragon breaking through the water. They collided fiercely, and wind and thunder were rolling!
This was a duel between the descendants of Le Xiu. No one had ever been rash.
Murong Lian squinted his peach blossom eyes and stared at the familiar "Gu Mang" opposite him. His white hand pulled the silk strings. The voice became sharper and sharper, and the two forces strangled in one place. All the people were shocked by the sounds of silk, bamboo, gold and stone. Their eardrums were buzzing and their spirits were surging.
The music of these two people was like a moving dragon wave. Sometimes
Murong Lian's qin had the upper hand, and sometimes it was the storm of Gu Mang's phantom.
Although such a fight was not as bloody as a sword, it was not lost in the least.
Murong Lian raised his wrist and returned to the string. The sound of the instrument was sharp. After several seconds, it faded, and Gu Mang's phantom suddenly narrowed his eyes. His lips were slightly away from the suona. The real Gu Mang saw the clue, and immediately made a sound to remind him, "Be careful!"
Murong Lian was suddenly alert and pulled the bowstring. Just when the sound of his qin reached a critical point, "Gu Mang" closed his eyes, raised his fingers, and raised his head to blow the sharpest sound!
"Clang!"
Suddenly, there was a sonic bomb. Murong Lian bowed his head and choked out a mouthful of blood.
Gu Mang was startled and asked, "Murong Lian, how are you?"
Murong Lian licked the bright red between his lips and teeth, raised his head darkly and murmured, "It's ok… I can't die."
He looked at the "Gu Mang" on the opposite side, and the phantom of "Gu Mang" did not possess 10% of the power. Under fierce opposition, the phantom was scattered by the wave and turned into a vague fog. Finally, it disappeared slowly.
When the crowd was quiet, when Gu Mang's illusion completely dissipated, a burst of cheering broke out in the Chonghua army.
"It's gone! It's gone!"
"My God, Wangshu Jun could still do this? Why does he never use it?"
Gu Mang went over and confirmed that nothing was wrong with Murong Lian. He sighed with relief, "Why don't you ever show your hand?"
Murong Lian snorted. He impatiently waved away the Shenwu qin, and said with a black face, "What can I say? What I hate most is music, playing, and singing. It's all meaningless." However, seeing that the practitioners were jubilant, and re- engaging in the battle with Liao to seize the spiritual furnace, he showed some satisfaction between his eyebrows and eyes.
However, just at this time - in the distance, suddenly they heard a roar that could shatter all the internal organs of a person!
The sound was like the collapse of Mount Tai, or irrigation of the Yellow River, as if the earth would be destroyed at this moment.
All of them were startled. Some of them looked up with a smile of victory still in sight. Their faces were illuminated by the fire red of lava. They washed away their hopes and put on fear instead.
"Blood, blood… Blood... " The little cultivators stuttered, "It's blood… demon beast… Blood demon beast!"
As the color of the smelting furnace reached a dazzling gold, the rolling molten slurry arched out from the ground and broke the earth and rocks, as if Pan Gu25 broke out of chaos. With a kind of solemn and terrible power, it continuously came out of the ground, and then roared up like a whirlwind, filling up the void of the shadow of the blood demon beast to its original earthly form in an instant! Gu Mang suddenly felt a cracking pain in his head. "Ah..."
——He is it and it is him.
He wanted to stop it from reappearing, but at this moment, Gu Mang could clearly feel a torrent of magic that could move mountains and fill the sea and destroy the earth and sky, flooding his muscles and bones.
It's in the shell of flames, about to…
□□.
Be reborn!!!
"Get out of my way!!!! KaiShui enchantment!!"26
"Mo Xi, Tuntian --!"
Gu Mang's shrill shouts woke up those practitioners who were tense all over.
They also realized that the catastrophe was coming, and they held up the KaiShui formation to block each other. At the same time, the earth was shaking, tens of thousands of pieces of debris and waves of fire roared to the yellow sky like a ghost, roaring and splashing! One after another, hitting the defense barrier they had opened.
How could one man's power defeat the blood demon beast cast by millions of resentful spirits? With the rebirth of the blood demon beast, the fire was not extinguished, but rose, and the spirit of heaven and earth was exhausted. The practitioners were gradually unable to hold on. Some of them had low spiritual power, and the open water enchantment had been crushed by the fire. In an instant, they were swallowed up and wrapped up in the spiritual whirlpool of blood demon's rebirth.
Mo Xi clenched his teeth, infused his whole body with all his strength, and once again angrily cried, "Tuntian! Come forth!!"
In a world of blood and fire, the whale finally leapt out. A moment of blue brilliance illuminated the whole sea of fire, protecting the Chonghua cultivators and those who had no place to escape. Through the blue light of Tuntian, people's faces were full of scorching scars, fear, reluctance, and despair
They looked at the fire. The silver white fur of the blood demon beast came out of the refining bath, revealing a foot as big as a palace with pointed claws. It had dark blue eyes.
"Woo hoo——!!"
From the fissure in the earth, the legendary demon beast leaped out of the fire with an avalanche. It was so high that it was hard to see the whole picture even when standing on the ground with the neck raised up. On top of its head, the Guoshi of Liaoguo stood with his qin in his arms and his clothes fluttering. He was looking down coldly at the world that he was about to make submit to him.
On the top of its skull, a man in a white robe with gilded edges floated down. He pointed his toes and landed steadily.
It was the Guoshi of Liaoguo who controlled the rebirth of the blood demon beast behind the scenes!
"Jingchen, go."
With the command of the Guoshi, the blood demon beast Jingchen roared into the sky. Carrying the fire that was not extinguished, it flew towards the imperial capital of Chonghua——
"It's coming!"
"Come on! Come on!!"
The garrison cultivators stationed on the riverbank of Chonghua yelled. They shot out countless incantations and gathered at the array at the imperial capital.
At the same time, Jingchen was like the strength of a mountain into the sea. After the first collision, a long and narrow gap had already opened in the barrier of the imperial capital.
The power of the ancient evil beast was still too strong after all.
Even if the garrison cultivators tried their best to repair it, they would not be able to support three impacts.
Murong Lian and Mo Xi had the intention to go back to cooperate, but at this time, the Guoshi used self-purification dust on the top of the gate to resist the wind and fall. The sound of the instrument in his hand moved, and seven eyes of the nine-eyed instrument opened one after another. In addition to Gu Mang, who was just defeated, and the last closed eye on the top of the qin, the ghosts of the original owners leaped out of all the other qin eyes.
It was those who had been refined by Liaoguo's Guoshi. In addition to the Xuanwu armored soldier and the Qinggong master of Lichun state, there were other monsters, beasts, practitioners, and evil spirits. At this time, the seven phantom lights represented seven forces which were outstanding in some aspect, blocking their path to help.
Murong Lian said darkly, "What kind of thing are you! It's hard to fight, so you have to rely on others. You have to wear a mask when you go out!!"
The Guoshi didn't like it. He stood behind the seven illusions and said with a smile, "Mask? I'm just used to it. There's nothing to hide. And I won't wear it all the time. When I enter the capital, I will take it off."
He stopped for a moment, his smile becoming sweeter, "Wangshu Jun, just pray you can live till then."
With a wave of his hand, the seven lights went to attack Mo Xi and Murong Lian.
Although Gu Mang had already arrived at the border of the imperial capital, the blood demon beast had smashed the barrier for the third time with its fangs. In the scream of the crowd, the barrier was blown to pieces and fell to the ground like hail. And with a leap, the blood demon beast broke through the last precarious prohibition. It soared into the air like wind and swallowing clouds, and flew to the imperial capital.
The cultivators at the riverside didn't expect that they would break the formation so quickly. For a moment, they stood in a daze and did not know what to do. Yue Chenqing, who led the bamboo warriors and other animals, was the first one to react. He said, "What are you doing! Are you going to wait for it to destroy the whole city! Stop it!!"
All the practitioners came back and were about to pursue it. However, Gu mang returned and yelled, "Don't give chase!"
"Gu Shuai..."
"It won't catch up for a while."
"But it has gone to the Imperial City! It only took an instant to destroy the barrier of the imperial capital, much less a city!!"
Gu Mang said, "It won't do it right away."
"!?"
Gu Mang said, "The blood demon beast has just been reborn. Although its strength seems strong, that is compared to ordinary people. It is young and frail, and since a few days ago, demonic qi has spread everywhere in the Imperial Capital because of the change in Murong Chen. This demonic qi is a curse for us, but it is a rare nectar for the blood demon beast. It won't destroy the city until it's finished drinking it."
Sure enough, just at the moment he said this, the blood demon beast had already flew to the sky of the Chonghua capital. However, as Gu Mang said, it did not immediately launch an attack. Instead, it circled in the air, and finally fell on the edge of a mountain on the outskirts of Chonghua city. It opened its mouth and began to inhale the miasma into its body.
The crowd looked horrified, but Gu Mang sneered, "It's OK. This will let you relieve your worries about the people who have been poisoned by the miasma."
After that, he turned to the soldiers and said, "When it is sucking the demonic qi, its guard is at its weakest. You can see, seven feet below the chest of this beast is its weak spot."
Then he said to Yue Chenqing, "Yue Chenqing, come here."
Yue Chenqing went there without knowing why.
Gu Mang straightened out his slightly disordered robe and armor, raised his blue eyes, and said, "I invite you to immediately lead half of the garrison to Mount Zhanhun."
Yue Chenqing was slightly stunned and puzzled. "What do you want to do at Zhanhun mountain?"
Gu Mang paused for a moment, and then said, "According to the military policies of Liaoguo, the stone statues of the ancient Chonghua emperors in Zhanhun mountain have an enchantment. The seven statues guard the weapon of Chonghua's founding commander-in-chief.
Yue Chenqing was startled. "What?! Why didn't Chonghua know... "
"Because the founding commander-in-chief of Chonghua was no one else but the brother of the first king of the state who was relegated to slavery because of his defeat from seizing power.
"!!"
Gu Mang looked at the blood demon beast devouring the miasma, and said, "After this man lost power, the first king wiped out his deeds and merits one by one. The special weapon that he possessed was sealed on the top of Zhanhun mountain and guarded by a stone statue."
"But because the seal and the barrier needed to be strengthened every hundred years, and the secret couldn't be disclosed to the public, Chu Jun made a rule that every emperor who leaves position, whether virtuous or not, should erect a statue on Zhanhun mountain made of Zhenling stone."
Yue Chenqing murmured, "Even if a king died on his deathbed, it would be only a hundred years before and after. In this way, the barrier was strengthened based on the standing statue…"
"Yes. But even so, because the weapons are powerful and aggressive, and the evil spirit has not been dispersed for hundreds of years, although it has been reinforced, at night when the Yin is heavy, the sound of drums fighting and marching can still be heard from Zhanhun mountain. That's the roar of the weapon."
Yue Chenqing asked, "What weapon is that?"
"It is said that it is a long bow, which was forged by a swordsman thousands of years ago with the power of gods and demons."
Then Gu Mang said to Yue Chenqing, "Remember my next words. According to the secret information of Liaoguo, if you take half of the garrison and break all the stone statues on the top of the mountain and sacrifice them with blood from the palms of a hundred people, the spiritual bow will be broken. At that time, the combined strength of all the people will form a spiritual arrow. When the blood demon beast absorbs all the miasma in the city, it will be killed."
"And you?"
"I will lead the other half of the garrison to cast a spell behind the blood demon beast, and hold it down. Because only at that time when the blood demon beast has taken on too much miasma, it will be unable to digest it for a while, so it will be at its weakest. Once the moment is missed, it will become more powerful and invincible…"
Gu Mang stared at Yue Chenqing and said, "Remember, seven feet below the chest is its weak spot. You have only one chance."