12dz Chapter 466: Battle to Break the Formation
Chapter 466: Battle to Break the Formation
Yun Yao held Chu Mochen's hand tightly, their palms touching, and the endless spiritual power rushed to the core node of the mountain protection formation like a surging river. She turned her head to look at Chu Mochen, and although blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she whispered: "Do you remember our first cooperation?" As she spoke, blood slowly dripped down her chin, and red plum blossoms bloomed on her white clothes.
Chu Mochen's eyes glowed softly, and that look seemed to be able to drown people. He nodded slightly, and his voice was low but firm: "Of course, I knew you were not simple at that time." The scenes of the past emerged in their minds. It was not long after they entered the world of cultivation. The sect arranged for new disciples to form teams for training. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were assigned to the same group. The task was to explore a mysterious valley, which was said to contain rare spiritual plants, but also dormant ferocious monsters.
The valley was filled with mist and miasma, and everyone moved forward cautiously. After a while, they encountered a group of first-level monsters, red-eyed fang wolves. The other disciples drew their swords in a panic, and the sword formation was dispersed before it was completed. Yun Yao was not in a hurry. She looked calm, and with a wave of the Ice Soul Sword in her hand, a shield composed of ice spikes instantly protected everyone. Seeing this, Chu Mochen raised his sword and slashed at the wolves. The Star Sword shone brightly, and every swing of the sword seemed to be able to cut through the sky, which cooperated perfectly with Yun Yao's ice spells. A huge wolf king attacked from the flank. Yun Yao was quick-eyed and quick-handed. She used the sword as a pen to outline runes in the air. In an instant, ice spikes pierced through the ground and nailed the wolf king firmly. In the end, they successfully collected the spiritual plants, and left a deep impression on each other.
At this moment, the mountain protection formation glowed more and more fiercely under the infusion of the two people's spiritual power, and the runes flowed, as if a giant dragon roared. Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Yan'er's sneer froze instantly. She frantically urged her magic power and offered a piece of blood jade in her hand. The blood jade emitted a strange light and constantly eroded the light of the formation. The leader of the Blood Evil Sect was not to be outdone. The demonic energy around him surged, and he muttered something in his mouth, trying to forcibly tear open a gap in the formation with his own magic power.
Seeing this, Yun Yao gritted her teeth, and the power of the Nascent Soul in her body surged wildly. She formed seals with her hands and shouted, "Ice Soul Suppresses the Sky!" In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the ice-blue spiritual power gathered into a huge Ice Soul God of War, holding a spear and smashing down at the people of the Blood Evil Sect. Wherever the Ice Soul God of War passed, the air was frozen and cracked, and the demon cultivators fled in fear, but their bodies were frozen by the cold air.
Chu Mochen took advantage of the situation and moved his Star Sword tightly. His figure was as fast as lightning, shuttling through the enemy formation. Every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by the burst of star power. The magic light of the demon cultivators' body protection was like paper under the Star Sword and shattered in an instant. His eyes were cold and he had only one belief in his heart: to protect Lingxian Sect and Yun Yao.
However, the Blood Demon Sect's offensive became more and more fierce, and the demon cultivators continued to attack one after another, seemingly endless. Liu Yan'er laughed fiercely: "You can't escape today, Lingxian Sect will be destroyed!" She drove a group of blood puppets to rush towards Yun Yao. These blood puppets were made from living people, exuding a foul smell and having infinite power.
Yun Yao's eyebrows were raised, her eyes were full of anger and determination. She held the Ice Soul Sword in front of her, the sword humming, absorbing the icy power between heaven and earth. Then, she spun around, dancing like a fairy on ice, but every move was filled with deadly murderous intent. The Ice Soul Sword swung out half-moon-shaped sword energy, and wherever it went, the blood puppets exploded and turned into pus and blood.
Chu Mochen was entangled by the Blood Demon Sect Master. The Blood Demon Sect Master used the "Nine Nether Demon Shadows" to split into nine demon shadows around him. Each demon shadow held a different magic weapon, either a knife or a whip, and attacked Chu Mochen from all directions. Chu Mochen was not in a hurry. The Star Sword stood above his head, rotating at high speed, forming a sword curtain. He chanted a spell in his mouth, inducing the power of the stars to bless himself, and then shouted loudly, the sword curtain exploded, and most of the nine demon shadows disappeared instantly.
But how could the Blood Demon Sect Master give up? He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the remaining demon shadows, which instantly expanded several times and increased their power. Chu Mochen felt the pressure increase sharply. He was already wounded in many places, his robe was torn, and his clothes were stained red with blood. But his eyes became more determined, and the star sword in his hand shone even brighter, as if he was determined to fight to the death with the demon shadows in the sky.
After Yun Yao dealt with the blood puppet, she turned around and saw Chu Mochen in trouble, and she was extremely anxious. She ignored her own spiritual power consumption and forcibly performed "Ice Soul Teleportation", and instantly appeared beside Chu Mochen. The Ice Soul Sword and the Star Sword in her hands echoed each other, and the two of them communicated with each other and worked together to perform the "Ice Mars River Sword".
For a moment, the ice-blue and silver-white sword energy intertwined, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, rushing towards the Blood Evil Sect Master and his demonic shadow. Wherever the sword energy passed, the space was torn apart, making bursts of roars. The Blood Evil Sect Master widened his eyes in horror, trying to dodge but it was too late. He was hit head-on by the sword energy, his body was instantly riddled with holes, and he let out an unwilling roar and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the leader of the Blood Demon Sect was dead, Liu Yan'er was so frightened that she turned pale and tried to escape. Yun Yao would never give her a chance. With a wave of her hand, an ice chain shot out like lightning, wrapped around Liu Yan'er's ankle, and pulled her back fiercely. Liu Yan'er collapsed to the ground, her eyes full of despair and resentment: "Why, why do you always win?"
Yun Yao looked down at her, without any mercy in her eyes: "If you do too much evil, you will perish. You have done many evil things, and today is your retribution." After that, she waved her sleeves and sealed Liu Yan'er in the ice coffin. The runes on the ice coffin flickered, completely imprisoning Liu Yan'er's magic power. "Leave it to the sect to deal with." Yun Yao said softly, her voice was tired but extremely firm.
At this time, the mountain protection formation shone brightly, and all the runes merged together to form a light curtain, which firmly protected Lingxian Sect. Outside the formation, the demon cultivators suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining defeated soldiers saw that the situation was hopeless and fled in all directions.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen supported each other, looking at the sky that had returned to calm, with mixed feelings in their hearts. They paid a heavy price in this war, but they finally defended their homeland. They knew that the road ahead was still long and there were more challenges waiting for them, but as long as the two of them joined hands, they would be fearless.
After a long while, Yun Yao spoke softly, "We won." Chu Mochen nodded slightly and gently embraced her in his arms, as if to integrate her into his bones and blood. At this moment, there was no need to say anything. Their heartbeats were the most powerful response. On this ruined place, their figures were lengthened by the setting sun, like a painting that would never fade.