You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 739 Buddha Bell - Dusk

The magic sword is sheathed and the sword box disappears.

The sky and the earth turned back around, the blood mist dissipated, and after the extreme silence, everyone sighed and showed an expression of surviving a calamity. Just when everyone thought that everything was over, Shangguan Qiuying smiled, tilted her head and suddenly looked somewhere, revealing a grim look.

"Master of Yunyanque—Zong Wenyao, why don't you run away? Aren't you... afraid of death?" Shangguan Qiuying looked at the young man sarcastically.

Zong Wenyao's expression changed, thinking that he had miscalculated. He really couldn't escape the other party's detection. His plan to get away with it failed. He made a quick decision and took the nearest powerful woman hostage. He held a thin, cold, magical dagger against her white jade neck, with a ferocious look on his face.

"Shangguan, don't force me! We just did something wrong in a moment of confusion, why force me so hard! Let me go, I just want to live and don't want to hurt anyone!!"

"Really~" Shangguan Qiuying turned around and walked towards the main seat.

Zong Wenyao thought Shangguan Qiuying had surrendered and felt it was a good opportunity, so he took the woman hostage and rushed towards the exit. However, just a breeze blew past his ears, and countless fine cracks appeared on Zong Wenyao's body, with red lines seeping out.

"Knock~" Zong Wenyao seemed to want to say something, but he had to open his eyes wide and look at Shangguan Qiuying. A trace of disbelief flashed across his eyes. Then, with a breeze, they fell apart like building blocks.

Zong Wenyao——Death!

The sound of the magic dagger falling to the ground became more harsh, and the scene became quieter. No one knew when or how the attack was made. The methods of this peerless man had already surpassed their imagination.

Their eyes turned to Shangguan Qiuying. This woman who looked even a little thin was worthy of the title of peerless beauty, but... such a tough method made people feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

As if he knew what everyone was thinking, he smiled gently at them: "Do you think my methods are harsh? Are they too cruel?"

Looking at the dozens of powerful men who had lost their consciousness on the ground, everyone was speechless and there was no need to say more.

Shangguan Qiuying shook her head and waved her sleeves. The powerful man who had been lying on the ground and had become idiot due to the soul-searching, staggered to his feet again, shaking like a sieve.

Everyone on the stage was shocked! How could this be possible?

Then some people who understood the situation immediately realized that everything was a setup.

"The leader's methods are brilliant. I admire you~" An old man with a shrewd look began to flatter him.

Shangguan Qiuying waved her hands, still feeling a little proud.

Facing the inquiring gazes of the crowd, the old man cleared his throat and began to speak:

"There was no soul search at the beginning. It was just the leader's plan. I think the leader has long known that they are traitors, but he has never had good evidence. I didn't expect that he just set up this trap based on the news of the front-line sect's betrayal. You see, before the leader really did anything, they believed it and jumped out on their own~"

Everyone suddenly realized that there were so many twists and turns in it. Such an exquisite design is really admirable.

Shangguan Qiuying was so engrossed in the praise that she suddenly heard a voice in her ears:

"Master, please don't be complacent. If these people are killed, it does not mean victory on the front line. The war is urgent and we need to shrink the front line. Master, you still need to strictly supervise these traitorous front-line disciples. Otherwise, if you let them develop, they will still develop into new threats."

The little fat man's voice rang in her heart, but it made Shangguan Qiuying feel a little embarrassed. Speaking of today's events, it was the little fat man who helped to identify them, and he even drafted a detailed plan for personnel deployment. It can be said that he was not attentive.

It’s just that - this kid seems a little too serious. He’s always watching him, sometimes even more annoying than the Sword Master, and can’t stand seeing him being idle.

It's like I've made an enemy!

After letting out a sigh of relief, Shangguan Qiuying knew what to prioritize and without delay, she immediately told these people to make arrangements. After this incident, the Yuhai Alliance was considered to have eliminated external threats, but the current war situation still did not seem to be very good.

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front

Behind a white light, a slender blade as sharp as the Milky Way pierced through the chest of a demon general.

Chang Qing wiped the blood off his face. This place was originally the location of the Yuling Sect's camp, but now it has become the rear of the demon clan's line. The situation changed beyond imagination in just a moment.

Countless demons rushed over and were swallowed by the demon-slaying formation behind them. Now even Changqing did not dare to stay too long. The great demon's consciousness kept sweeping over. This kind of existence was no longer something Changqing could deliberately contend with! He tore open the void and quickly drilled in. When he appeared, only the fish demon with a demonic aura was left. He moved forward slowly with the wave of demons.

The spiritual power body threw the task to the Qi sea body again, and turned back to continue sleeping, even better than Jiao Cang.

It was not until they had followed the waves of the demon army for a hundred miles that they heard the deafening shouts of killing.

Chang Qing couldn't help but be moved. After only one hour of marching, the battle line had pushed forward a hundred miles to the rear, and the camps he passed by were all littered with corpses. It was not difficult to imagine how sudden this battle was, and that many sects did not even have a moment to react.

It was not known whether the demon clan acted on impulse or had planned it in advance, but the combined efforts of the human rebellion and the demon army caught the frontline monks off guard.

From afar, a huge bronze bell hundreds of feet high and engraved with Sanskrit can be seen upside down at the foot of a mountain. Waves of Sanskrit chanting can be heard, blending into the bell and increasing its protective effect.

Through the big bell, everyone urged their spiritual power to inject it into a small golden bell hanging high above their heads. It seemed that the small golden bell seemed to be quite heavy, and it took several Kaihua realm masters to lift it together, which was very strenuous.

Changqing knew about the big bell. It was a magic weapon that was obtained from the auction of Xianxing Chamber of Commerce through Wudao Tea. It was a Buddhist bell, Muji, with extraordinary effects. It was rumored to be a treasure in the Western Buddha Land, and somehow it was lost in the Central Region. However, this item consumed a lot of spiritual energy and could not be used unless it was an emergency. Now it seemed that the situation was really bad. Changqing's guess seemed to be confirmed - a powerful person attacked the camp!

Countless magic spells exploded on the bronze bell, but only caused ripples that were difficult to break. Above the mountain, there was a barrier set up by a powerful being, blocking the many demons from climbing over.

There were waves of terrifying pressure coming from not far away, and there were terrifying space cracks everywhere. The powerful power that spread out was absorbed by the void, condensing into a small void storm, destroying all life around it, and taking away one or two unlucky people who wanted to enter the void from time to time.

This battlefield was really chaotic, extremely chaotic. Chang Qing could even see that there were as many as thirty or twenty thousand people inside the big bell. It seemed that many sects had gathered in one place.

He casually set up several spirit explosion arrays in front of the big bell, and Changqing floated away. Now his goal was to inflict maximum damage to the monster clan, and he only hoped that reinforcements would arrive quickly.

But when Changqing raised his head, it was noon and the sky had darkened strangely. It hadn't rained for a long time, and there was a faint sound of inexplicable thunder in the distance, which was extremely strange.

"What tricks are the demons playing again?" His eyes flashed black and white, and in an instant a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his eyes, and his gaze seemed to be weighed down by an inexplicable weight.

Chang Qing immediately retracted his gaze and wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes. It seemed that something horrible was brewing, and even the yin and yang could not be looked directly at.