Chapter 633 Opposites
Suddenly, a strange sound of tide was heard in the snow.
The colorful conch in Luo Jinghua's palm vibrated and emitted a dark light, and dark red blood oozed out of the conch mouth that should have been empty.
Qin Siyi suddenly covered his ears and staggered back. He seemed to hear countless souls screaming deep in his skull - those were the wails of the souls brought by the Demon Lord from his habitat.
The reason why the Demon Realm is named the Demon Realm is because the cries of the dead are far more frequent than the peace of the living. There are no sects or laws here, and freedom and blood can dance wildly together.
The souls of the dead are to the living like the dark sea reflected under the clear sky, deep and bottomless.
The change happened so quickly that a spider web-like bloodstain suddenly appeared in the sky above the martial arts arena.
The magic circle cast by Master Xuanyuan was still humming, but the seventy-two golden chains carved in the magic circle were already covered with scarlet rust.
The senior cultivators from the seven major sects all vomited blood, no longer caring about confronting the younger generations of their sects. They could only sigh in despair and helplessness.
"You kids...are so confused! Haven't you figured out what kind of monster this female devil is even now?!"
But even as they said these words, they still couldn't hide the shock in their eyes at what the Saint had done.
What kind of existence is the Wushan Saint?
"Do you really think..."
The Saint's fingertips lightly brushed across the golden chain, and the huge magic circle created by Xuan Yuan Zhenren's spiritual energy was instantly covered with frost. "Can you lock me up with this?"
Xuan Yuan Zhenren’s beard was white and dancing wildly without wind. He could only be heard roaring with an unstable breath: “Everyone! Help me!”
The top cultivators from the seven major sects didn't hesitate for even a moment and directly summoned their own life-saving magic weapons. A huge amount of spiritual energy poured into the cracked magic circle like running water.
This shows the reputation that Xuanyuan Zhenren has accumulated in the Host Alliance.
The saint opened her eyes wide, "You are so naive to compete with me in spiritual energy?"
As the saint's face became paler, she gently clenched her fists, and the innate magic weapons of the seven major sects suddenly began to uncontrollably reverse their spiritual energy - the saint, who should have been trapped in the center of the formation by the powerful force of the formation, gradually floated up, and frost flowers bloomed where her skirt was fluttering.
Even though the saint did not forget to cast a protective shield to trap Ranran while absorbing the endless spiritual energy, everyone could see the intention of destroying the world from her beautiful face.
When they were completely unaware, what kind of monster did the Demon Lord cultivate in the Demon Realm...
The saint girl tilted her head and chuckled, looking both innocent and cruel. The surging pressure crushed the three elders in the Spirit Transformation Stage directly into the blue bricks on the martial arts field.
Taoist Xuanyuan watched with bloodshot eyes as cracks appeared on the formation plate, and finally realized that after the Spirit Transformation Stage, the Demon Realm no longer made public the Saint's cultivation progress. It was not to prevent people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of her, but it was the last bit of dignity left by this playful monster to the world of cultivation!
There was a crisp sound of shattering glass coming from the sky.
The blood-colored clouds suddenly surged into a huge vortex, and tens of thousands of black lightning bolts pierced through the sky like falling spider silk. The high-ranking cultivators of the seven major sects on the martial arts field looked up in surprise, and Master Xuanyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Demon Lord! The Demon Lord is here!"
There is also a lot of pessimism among these voices.
"...Can the Demon Lord really help us turn the situation around? Even real people can't deal with this female devil, so how can the Demon Lord?"
The Demon Lord descended in the sunlight and the blood net, his pitch-black boots crushing the crystals on the ground. Wherever the hem of his clothes embroidered with dark gold patterns brushed past, the red plum blossoms withered and died at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Luo Jinghua and Qin Siyi had never seen the Demon Lord, but when they saw the man in black, they could immediately confirm that the person in front of them was the Demon Lord.
So the method that Xuanyuan Zhenren thought of was to ask the Demon Lord to come out and deal with the Saint Girl?
Luo Jinghua and Qin Siyi looked at each other quickly, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.
Luo Jinghua's sword was unsheathed faster than his thinking, but it turned into powder when it touched the Demon Lord's body. He looked at the empty palm and thought of the shining conch.
It is indeed a rare treasure... It can be activated with just a little conscious effort from the user...
Qin Siyi was so shocked by the sudden change that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Are you crazy?! Attack the Demon Lord?!" Luo Jinghua whispered a meaningful sentence and knelt on one knee.
"I was in a hurry just now, please forgive me, Demon Lord!"
"In a hurry?" The man chuckled softly, "In a hurry, you can draw your sword and kill people?"
Seeing the Demon Lord slowly hooking his pale fingers, Luo Jinghua suddenly stopped breathing, as if someone was strangling his neck, and his face turned red.
There was a faint smile on the face that was three-quarters similar to the saint, but when he stood in front of Luo Jinghua and touched Luo Jinghua's face with his pale fingers, ashes began to fall from the whole sky.
Qin Siyi stood in place, his pupils suddenly constricted. He had heard that the Demon Lord had a killing move that could cause such a strange phenomenon before it appeared!
He didn't know what was wrong with him, he actually knelt down and begged for Luo Jinghua.
"Please be magnanimous, Lord Demon! Luo Jinghua was so anxious that he lost his mind because he was worried about your safety!"
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes when he heard this. He didn't know which word in Luo Jinghua's words touched him, but he actually withdrew his hand, and the ashes falling from the sky disappeared.
The Demon Lord looked down at Qin Siyi who was kneeling on the ground, "I know you, the boy in red."
"I heard that the Saint likes you very much. When you are with her, she won't listen to a word others say, even if the Saint White Guard speaks up."
Qin Siyi immediately fell to the ground, his muscles trembling uncontrollably with fear.
"I hope the Demon Lord will show mercy!"
Because of past experiences, Qin Siyi is much more adept at begging for mercy from the powerful than Luo Jinghua.
The humbleness of the two words "forgiveness" and "mercy" can be distinguished without comparison.
Suddenly, the Demon Lord's hearty laughter came from above his head.
"I'm complimenting you."
"You know, it's not easy for her to be interested in a person or a thing."
Qin Siyi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the Demon Lord say calmly: "I have heard a little about what you did in Wushan. I admire your boldness, but..."
"It's a bit too presumptuous."
Qin Siyi trembled, as if he could hear the chill in the Demon Lord's voice.
"Do you know that I insisted on holding the Wushan Selection for her?"
Qin Siyi's heart immediately began to hang in his arms again. Before he could answer, the Demon Lord spoke again indifferently.
"No matter what, you have been so unbridled for such a long time, and the Saint has tolerated you for such a long time."
The Demon Lord snorted and laughed, with an unclear meaning, "This is your ability."
After saying this, the Demon Lord walked towards the martial arts arena.
Luo Jinghua escaped the disaster because of Qin Siyi's plea, but the first words he said were not thanks, but worry.
"We have to follow up and warn her, lest the Saint Lady be in danger."
Qin Siyi opened his eyes wide, "Is your brain okay?!"
"The Demon Lord has already arrived, how could the Saint Lady still be in danger?"
"You are the idiot!" Luo Jinghua said coldly: "The Saint Lady is in danger from the Demon Lord."
He emphasized, "The Demon Lord did not come here on his own initiative, but was summoned here by Xuan Yuan Zhenren's conch shell, which means that he is very likely to be on the opposite side of the Saint Girl."
Qin Siyi was dumbfounded, "The Demon Lord? On the opposite side of the Saint?!"
"How can it be?!"
