Chapter 205 The demon soul is immortal and the bloodline is passed down!
Without any hesitation, Sun Qier chose to go online again.

However, after going online, he had to face a thorny problem - his earth puppet vehicle was parked at Ciyu Temple.

"This is troublesome. Ciyun Temple is two hundred miles away from Qingfeng Sect. By the time we get there, the daylily will be cold. What should we do?"

The "blood was flowing" in the four-man team, looking depressed.

"You're stupid. During Ciyun Watch, all vehicles will be distributed for free. Just jump off the cliff!"

Sun Qier, also known as Little Bird, replied.

"Shit! I totally forgot about this!"

"Wait! Let's go to Daguan River!"

Beet looked at the strategic map in his field of vision and was determined to shock people with his words.

Little Bird frowned: "Daguan River? Isn't that a way to die?"

Beet said: "That's right, we are sending ourselves to die! Now the attention of the monsters is mostly on the Qingfeng Sect, and the defense of Daguan River must be relaxed. As long as we can kill a monster casually, we will not suffer any loss. If we die accidentally, we can all go to the Qingfeng Sect to revive together."

Everyone looked at each other, and immediately understood Sun Qier's idea, and indeed called out, "Let's go!"

The four of them immediately headed towards the Daguan River.

On the road, you can occasionally encounter players who rush online, and everyone seems to be in a hurry.

After leaving Qinggang Mountain, many people obviously flocked to Tianli Valley.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Xiaoniao subconsciously asked: "They are going to the Sky Rift Valley. Should we go to the Sky Rift Valley as well?"

Beet said decisively: "No!"

The blood flowed into a river. Surprised: "Why?"

Beet said: "There is no resurrection point in Sky Rift Valley, so it cannot be defended. In the past, it was pure suicide. It was suicide anyway. Why not die meaningfully?"

Everyone nodded and said no more.

While running all the way, everyone kept paying attention to the changes in the strategic map.

Perhaps it was Gu Zhenzai's call that worked.

A large number of green dots representing players appeared in the Qingfeng Sect. At a glance, it had become a green ocean, like a huge wave hitting the shore, hitting the red line representing the demon clan.

The demon clan's unstoppable offensive came to a halt.

Even started to push back!

"Look at the map!"

"Fuck, there are too many people here! It's over before we even get there!"

The four of them watched the changes in the battle line in amazement, and even worried about whether they could participate in the battle.

Little did they know that at this moment, it was not just the Beet Four team that were worried.

After Gu Yunli shouted the slogan [Ciyu is in trouble, players return quickly] and all vehicles were free.

A large number of players then flocked in.

Fortunately, Gu Yunli had made preparations in advance and secretly expanded the Qingfeng Sect's resurrection point. Otherwise, with so many players pouring in, the puppet generation speed would probably not be able to keep up with the player login speed.

However, even so, many players can no longer see the monsters after crawling out of the resurrection point.

Looking around, all you see are the backs of players' heads.

"Where are the demons! Damn it, didn't they say Ciyun was in trouble?"

"I haven't even pulled up my pants yet, and you want me to see a headshot?!"

The players shouted loudly, but still rushed out in a large number.

The land was overcrowded;
There are water puppets next to each other in the stream.

——The idea of ​​making a surprise attack on Daguan River from behind is not something that only Beet could think of. Many players, seeing that there are too many land players, simply switched to water puppets.

At this time, the situation on the front line of the Qingfeng Sect battlefield had become a mess.

However, if you look closely, you will find that there is order in the chaos.

Of course, the ones who are in order are the secret realm players.

When the number of players in the secret realm increases, the demon clan's human wave tactics become ineffective.

With the same number of people, the secret realm players basically win.

The reason is very simple. Each player in the secret realm is independently controlled by a living individual, so their flexibility is naturally far superior to that of the demon clan's cluster puppets.

Many players formed a team of three to five people, supporting and cooperating with each other, and defeated the demon puppets step by step.

At the same time, with the return of a large number of players, some high-level players who master the phantom body are also active on the battlefield. Most of these people have high cultivation levels. They hide in the crowd and accurately assassinate the demon puppeteers.

Every successful assassination would cause the death of a large number of the demon puppet army.

As a result, the battle line quickly became one-sided!

I don’t know how many players were so excited that they screamed!
"happy!"

"It's not Ciyun who is in trouble, it's the demon race who is in trouble."

"You dare to bully the secret realm of the Internet? You are simply courting death."

"Cool!"

However, compared to the one-sided situation on the battlefield, Gu Yunli, who was silently observing all this, had no expression of sadness or joy on his face.

I even felt a little ominous.

His interconnected secret realm had been established for several months, and he didn't believe that the demon tribe would launch a large-scale attack without any preparation.

In other words, Dragon Bodhisattva would be stupid enough to think that he could defeat the players with the help of his puppet army.

Most importantly, he noticed that the players attacking the Daguan River were making little progress.

This means that although the demon clan seems to be losing ground, in fact, their roots have not been damaged. What they are consuming now are just the puppets that can be created with magic power!
If so, what is the purpose of the demon race?

Gu Yunli fell into deep thought.

……

In the Wanlong Palace, Dragon Bodhisattva was also watching this battle.

To be honest, he expected that the Qingfeng Sect would be difficult to defeat. As the first and only sect in the Internet Secret Realm, Gu Yunli would definitely protect it with all his might.

But he didn't expect it to be so difficult to fight, and he didn't expect Gu Yunli to react so quickly.

"It seems that Gu Yunli has been prepared for this!"

Bodhisattva Dragon sighed in a low voice, and the demons in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

Among them, there was an Eagle Zen Wisdom Arhat with an eagle head and a human body, with a human head rosary hanging around his neck. He stood out from the crowd and said in a muffled voice:

"My king, do you want to send out a second team?"

Bodhisattva Long said nothing, but looked at an old man who was short with a pointed mouth and sunken cheeks.

He is Yan Shu Luohan, who was born as a mole. He is good at digging holes and playing with the soil, and is extremely sensitive to the changes in the earth's energy.

"My lord, all the earth energy within a thousand miles has been requisitioned by Gu Yunli, and there is already a sign that the income is not enough to cover the expenditure. If I am not mistaken, the Qingfeng Sect's resurrection points have reached their limit."

The Dragon Bodhisattva said nothing and looked at a white-browed tiger demon with hanging eyes.

The tiger demon closed his eyes slightly and said after a while: "Your Majesty, my minions are lining up. What Yan Shu Luohan said is true. The Qingfeng Sect's resurrection points are approaching the limit."

Bodhisattva Long smiled when he heard this: "This has been pushed to the limit. It seems that I have overestimated Gu Yunli after all."

Yan Shu Luohan flattered: "As the saying goes: Be prepared for danger, and be prepared for danger! Rather than saying that the king overestimated Gu Yunli, it is better to say that the king has a comprehensive mindset."

Bodhisattva Long smiled lightly, then suddenly stopped smiling, and his eyes swept across the entire audience like a torch.

"Looking at the four major states, they have always dominated with martial arts! Do you really think that a small interconnected secret realm can control the Ciyun Dharma Realm with a group of ants? It's a joke! Everyone, let Gu Yunli see what a demon is! What a Buddha is!"

"Here!"

The demons obeyed the order in a loud voice.

……

……

"Om! Bei! Ma! Hum!"

The South Indian monk who had sneaked into the demon clan's puppet army saw an opportunity, and suddenly formed seals and chanted a spell. As soon as the words fell, bright sunlight as bright as fire suddenly burst out from his palms.

A demon disguised as a puppet could no longer disguise himself and looked up in horror.

The dazzling white light has already fallen from the sky.

"Ah——" The shrill and short scream did not cause the slightest ripple on the battlefield.

Only the secret realm of the Internet records his achievements!
[Congratulations, you have successfully killed a transformed demon. You will be awarded 1,000 points and 20,000 merit points.]

"Brilliant!"

"pretty--"

"Go ahead! If we don't fight now, all the monsters will be killed!"

At the same time, the puppet armies that fell in large numbers attracted cheers from countless players and also made the South Indian monks breathe a sigh of relief.

This battle can be called a scoring machine.

Master Yunli is very stingy when it comes to rewarding points, but he is very generous when it comes to rewarding merits.

According to his current performance, it is more than enough to exchange for three Avenue Fragments.

This made him very excited.

After this battle, he might be able to enter the realm of Arhat.

Full of excitement, he quickly hid his figure, raised his head and looked around, searching for the next target.

When he looked up, he was surprised to find that the battle line had been pushed to the Daguan River area without his knowledge. He could even see the Daguan River in the distance, like a long silk thread, surrounding the Qinggang Mountains.

Unfortunately, the countless puppet armies that crawled out of the river destroyed this beautiful scene.

But that's okay.

Buddha said: If I don’t go to hell, who will?

He is the one who cleanses these filth and dirt!
While thinking in his mind, he had quietly locked onto an unusually active puppet army and was about to sneak in when a chilling pressure suddenly swept across from the front of the battlefield.

In an instant, the huge battlefield fell silent.

Players and monsters alike were all shocked by this pressure, their legs trembling and their scalps tingling.

Some monsters even fell to their knees under the suppression of their blood.

"This is……"

The South Indian monk looked up in horror and saw a huge wave rising up on the Daguan River. A water tornado rose up from the river and slammed into the battlefield like a giant dragon, smashing countless players and even monsters into powder.

The river water that splashed out had turned scarlet.

"Roar--"

An earth-shaking roar came from the flying sand and rocks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A vibration like an earthquake came from the dust and haze. Looking closely, a giant monster with a tiger head and a human body, about three meters tall, was seen slowly walking out.

Behind him, ghosts swarmed like clouds, wailing in despair and wantonly attacking all living things around them, dragging them into a vortex of death and turning them into their own kind.

"The demon soul is immortal, the bloodline is passed down, the heaven and earth bear witness, all spirits return to one!"

An earth-shaking slogan was shouted out from the mouth of this tiger demon.

Then, there were endless responses.

The South Indian monks then discovered that on the huge battlefield, more than a dozen Arhat-level monsters had appeared at some point.

Some of them were like pythons and dragons, flying in the air, and when they opened their mouths, a rolling black evil spirit spewed out, as if fire from the sky had descended, roasting countless players into porcelain;

Some disappeared, turning into a cloud of mist, and screams could be heard everywhere they passed;
Some of them seemed to be made of rocks, more like giant earth puppets, and their every move shook the earth...

When these demons came into contact, the waves were like a flooded river, sweeping across the battlefield with overwhelming force!
The player who was playing with great momentum just a moment ago;

The next moment, it was as fragile as a paper-made object that would collapse at the slightest touch.

What human wave tactics, what immortality, in front of absolute power, they are nothing but floating clouds that can be dispersed with a wave of the hand!

All the players were stunned.

Before they could react, a large blank space appeared in front of them.

"what is this?"

"Big demon!"

"This is a big demon!"

"Run!"

Out of instinctive fear, they subconsciously fled backwards and collided directly with the unsuspecting players behind them. In an instant, the battlefield became as chaotic as ants on a hot pan.

Of course, some people ran away in fear, while others charged forward fearlessly.

However, the human wave tactics completely lost their effect at this moment.

Apart from consuming the imperceptible demonic power of these big monsters, it is meaningless.

"It's over!"

The South Indian monk looked at the swarming ghosts with a pale face, but in an instant, his phantom body was corroded and turned into powder.

Before he died, he could faintly hear the excited cheers of the demons.

"The demon soul is immortal, and the bloodline is passed down!"

At this moment, the morale of the demon tribe, which was being suppressed, soared.

Countless demons rushed out from the Daguan River, leading an even larger puppet army and counterattacking.

Looking around, the battlefield has turned into a sea of ​​monsters!
"Fuck, what happened?"

Countless players in the rear were stunned as they watched the green spots disappearing on the strategic map and the red light surging like a tide. For the first time, they intuitively experienced the ever-changing battlefield situation.

"Brothers, fight!"

"Don't be afraid, you won't die anyway!"

"Come on!"

Faced with the overwhelming demon tribe, players who experienced the first wave of defeat quickly adjusted their mentality.

Not dead anyway.

What are you afraid of?
One by one, they charged forward again.

However, all the charges were in vain in the end, as the crushing realm could not be compensated by numbers.

The more times you charge, the more frustrated the player becomes.

It is said that battle reports can be deceiving, but battle lines cannot.

that's the truth.

The strategic map clearly shows the progress of the demon clan's counterattack, which can be described as lightning fast.

However, within half an hour, the demon army had once again approached Qingfeng Sect.

At this point, the demon clan also slowed down their attack!
More than a dozen big monsters were surrounding the Qingfeng Sect, like a cat playing with a mouse, sizing it up and not in a hurry to destroy it.

Only the puppet army under his command launched wave after wave of charges.

As the battle line shrank, the players had to huddle together densely and resist desperately. Everyone knew that their strength was useless.

It can't change the war situation at all.

They even lost their focus and became dazed during the battle.

Since the war was a fight between high-level monks, why didn't they just fight king against king in the beginning? Why did they have to fight each other?
Qingfeng Wanliren, who was standing in front of the sect's main hall, looked at the rolling storms rising from all directions, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The current situation is extremely rare even in Jambudvīpa.

You know, this is a big monster, comparable to a celestial being.

If one enters the Immortal Court, he will start as a sixth-rank immortal official.

With such power, the Qingfeng Sect has no ability to fight back unless Gu Zhenzai takes action.

But will he do it without caring about his face?
If he takes action, will Dragon Bodhisattva stand idly by?

Wan Liren didn’t know, he could only pray for a miracle to happen!
"Roar!"

Gu Zhenzai seemed to have responded to his prayers. A roar as powerful as the rainbow came suddenly from the Qingfeng Sect's resurrection formation.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and their faces changed drastically.

Demon? !

(End of this chapter)