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#714 - Killing Mountain



#714 - Killing Mountain

For the Skull Hermit, this was simply a bolt from the blue, a tremendous gift! If I could live another life, then the regrets of the past would not happen again.

He could cultivate again, pursuing immortality, which no one could refuse!

Li Chengfeng laughed and said, "Skull Hermit, you are indeed a clever person.

The reason I am giving you this opportunity is because I value your wisdom and decisiveness.

However, whether you can seize this opportunity depends on yourself.

Next, we are going to that Mountain of Slaughter. How do you think we can deal with millions of evil spirits?"

The Skull Hermit was immediately silenced, as what Li Chengfeng said was true.

He saw Li Chengfeng's three thousand forbidden cultivators, and although they were numerous, their strengths varied, and there were dozens of half-step Deity Transformation evil spirits there.

Compared to that, their strength was indeed insufficient.

He pondered for a moment, racking his brains for a solution.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "My lord, leave it to me. I will go and persuade them, saying that you have the opportunity to transform these half-step Deity Transformation beings into heroic spirits, and they can even cultivate again.

I believe that as long as they are not stupid, they will be willing to join you, just like me."

Li Chengfeng nodded and said appreciatively, "Good, you are indeed clever.

Let's do it this way, we will go quickly now. You can go and notify them to negotiate, and I will wait here for your good news."

The Skull Hermit immediately nodded. Now, his whole body was filled with the aura of a heroic spirit, and a raging flame rose from his eyes, appearing majestic and sacred.

Seeing this, Li Chengfeng withdrew the seal of Heaven and Earth Self-Sealing, and then used the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda to absorb all the forbidden cultivators into it, including the Skull Hermit.

He found the coordinates, and the power within his entire body erupted. With a flash of space, flickering between realms, he disappeared with a whoosh.

He traveled quickly with this escape technique, traversing the endless void.

I don't know how long it had been, there was no concept of time here, no alternation of day and night, only a gray and evil aura pervaded.

Finally, he arrived at the Mountain of Slaughter. At this time, the Mountain of Slaughter was towering into the clouds, tens of thousands of feet high, and hundreds of miles in radius.

The entire mountain seemed to be condensed from slaughter, so huge, with a sky-high slaughter.

Li Chengfeng nodded in satisfaction. He carefully estimated that if this mountain was refined, it would be enough to create an unparalleled White Tiger Sword.

Moreover, the aura of slaughter here could also help improve the quality of his Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda.

However, at this moment, his gaze suddenly froze, only to see a war erupting on the entire Mountain of Slaughter.

Millions of heroic spirit legions were constantly charging and killing. These heroic spirit legions were all heroes of various dynasties, truly righteous people who died on the battlefield.

Now, they were actually united together, launching an attack on the Mountain of Slaughter.

Li Chengfeng's heart stirred slightly, and an invisible force surged from his body, chanting like an ancient incantation. Instantly, Long Tianqi, Baihu Qingyang, and the Skull Hermit, Long Qi Longfa, these four half-step Deity Transformation powerhouses, seemed to be drawn by invisible threads, appearing out of thin air beside him.

Li Chengfeng gently held up a dark and unpredictable Black Lotus Buddha Heart, slowly rotating, emitting a faint light of fireflies, reflecting in his deep, abyss-like eyes.

Although their location was thousands of miles away from the distant battlefield, with their extraordinary divine sense, the changes on the battlefield, the flashing of swords, were as clear and discernible as if they were close at hand.

An expression of disbelief appeared on the Skull Hermit's face, and his dry lips trembled slightly, uttering a few low and shocking words: "This… impossible!"

His gaze penetrated the barriers of space, staring at the war-torn Mountain of Slaughter, and a stormy sea surged in his heart.

Why were there so many heroic spirits who could abandon their previous grudges and unite to fight against the notorious evil spirit legion?

The Mountain of Slaughter, this land that has been plagued by strife since ancient times, has not witnessed such a large-scale war for a long time.

"Who on earth has such means to condense these scattered heroic spirits into a force to be reckoned with and launch a crushing attack on the Mountain of Slaughter?"

The Skull Hermit thought to himself, his brows furrowed, and his eyes that had seen through the world flickered with a light of wisdom.

Such a feat is by no means accomplished overnight, and behind it must be hidden unfathomable strategies and power.

"This kind of ability is definitely not something that the native heroic spirits of the Mountain of Slaughter can possess." The Skull Hermit slowly opened his mouth, his voice carrying an unquestionable firmness, "There must be outsiders involved, who have won the trust and following of the heroic spirits with extraordinary means."

His words revealed a curiosity and vigilance towards the unknown, after all, he had lived on this Mountain of Slaughter for hundreds of thousands of years.

He knew every inch of land and every rule here like the back of his hand, and any disturbance could hardly escape his perception.

Li Chengfeng was intelligent, a sly look flashed between his eyebrows, and he whispered: "It must be Xuan Wu.

This person is cunning and has been secretly planning to seize the Slaughter Divine Mountain.

Presumably, he is refining some earth-shattering magic weapon, or for the refining of the ancient demon corpse, he needs to use the power of the Divine Mountain, so he is so impatient."

After speaking, his eyes were like torches, and his divine sense eye suddenly exploded, like the brightest star in the sky, piercing through the heavy mist, carefully searching every corner of the battlefield.

Finally, in the midst of the surging, millions of heroic spirit legions, he captured an unusual aura.

A person wearing a spotless white robe, carrying a long sword that seemed to be condensed from water, ethereal and transcendent, stood in the battle formation, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

"Hmph, another avatar of Xuan Wu." Li Chengfeng thought to himself, this avatar's strength had reached the half-step Deity Transformation stage, which was no small matter.

His face was surrounded by a faint white mist, his face was blurred, making it difficult to see his true face, making him even more mysterious.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Li Chengfeng's mouth, mocking: "Covering one's ears to steal a bell, pretending to be mysterious, do you really think that you can deceive the heavens like this?

The answer is about to be revealed, and you are still hiding here, it is really ridiculous."

After speaking, he waved his sleeves lightly and cast the secret technique of "Dust of Time".

As soon as this technique was completed, their location seemed to be wrapped in endless sands of time, isolated from the outside world, even the two sides thousands of miles away could not detect their existence.

On the battlefield, the battle formations of the two sides erupted, and the sound of killing was deafening, strangling back and forth, making it difficult to separate.

The heroic spirits and the evil spirit legions fought inextricably, their strengths were comparable, and neither could do anything to the other, the battle was in a stalemate.

Li Chengfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his attention to the evil spirit world's camp.

In addition to the three half-step Deity Transformations mentioned by the Skull Hermit, his gaze was attracted by a particularly eye-catching figure.

That was a woman wearing a blood-colored battle robe, the battle robe fluttering gently in the wind, like an elf in the flames, her eyes were bright and energetic, revealing a determination and wisdom that could not be underestimated.

What was even more amazing was that her appearance was unparalleled, as if it was the most exquisite carving in the world, making people unforgettable at first sight.


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