Before Gu Fenghua's voice fell, hundreds of sword lights fell on the opponent's body, and none of them were missed.
"Ah" Amidst the screams, the group of murderous men in black fell to the ground one after another, and even the screams stopped abruptly after only half.
When Gu Fenghua and others landed again, there were only two or three lifeless corpses left in front of them, and the others were directly turned into nothingness by their criss-crossing sword lights.
At the same time, the talismans worn by everyone flickered at the same time, and a gold star shone with a faint light.
This is the way to calculate the record of the Battle of Demons. Every time you kill a demon rebel who is a first-rank Huasheng, a golden star will light up, and if you kill a second-rank Huasheng, you will point Bright two gold stars. By analogy, the more rebellious demons killed and the higher their strength, the more gold stars lit up in the talisman.
It is said that this is because the demons have lived in the Ancient Nether Realm for a long time, and because of the distortion of the laws of heaven and earth, the sacred energy in their bodies is slightly different from that of the cultivators of the Supreme Heaven, so this Netherworld Spirit Talisman is touched.
If they kill each other, no matter how high the opponent's cultivation level is, the Void Spirit Talisman will not have any reaction.
It stands to reason that everyone should immediately check their achievements after killing the demons, but now, no one did that. They stared blankly at the corpses in front of them, and everyone looked at them in a daze.
"So weak?" A Taoist disciple put away his long sword and said a little disappointed.
His cultivation base has just stepped into the realm of becoming a saint. According to Gu Fenghua, participating in the crusade to defeat demons is nothing but cannon fodder. He himself had such an awareness. He thought that nine out of ten he would die at the hands of the demons and bury his bones in the Ancient Nether Realm. Someone is weaker than him.
"They are not demons." Feng Qirui said.
"Not a demon?" The Taoist disciple looked at him suspiciously.
"This man's name is Kang Weiao, a disciple of Luofeng Dao Mansion. Hundreds of years ago, in order to seize the position of Mansion Lord, he framed his brother and poisoned Mansion Lord. After the incident, he killed dozens of fellow disciples and fled to Xuming Ancient Domain." Feng Qirui pointed to the tall corpse on the ground and said.
"This person's name is Luo Qingyan. He was originally a lieutenant of the Heavenly Army under the constellation of the Heavenly Damaged Star King. Because of a few words of quarrel, he was ordered to be wanted by the Heavenly King of Suppressing Stars for killing hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians. Ancient Nether Realm." Lin Yujing pointed to another corpse and said.
It was only then that everyone realized that the Ancient Nether Realm was not limited to demons, there were also many Taoist disciples who committed crimes in the Supreme Heaven, or subordinates of Xingjun who violated the laws of the sky, and had nowhere to go, so they avoided disaster here.
Because these people are not very good people, and they are also in the ancient realm of the void, so after a long time, they are habitually collectively referred to as the demon clan, and they are also the targets of their extermination of demons.
Although these people are not short of strong people, compared with the real demons, their overall strength is still much worse.
"It's a pity, we should keep a few alive." The Taoist disciple said regretfully.
Others are also annoyed in the same way, but they are all dead, so what they say is useless.
"By the way, did you think of a way just now?" Gu Fenghua looked at Lin Yujing and Feng Qirui, and asked.
"This" The two of them still hesitated, but this time, their eyes flickered, sweeping across Ning Yu'er intentionally or unintentionally. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com