yready #538 - Longevity pills are poisonous
#538 - Longevity pills are poisonous
The six ancient elders, realizing they had fallen victim to Li Chengfeng's treacherous scheme, were consumed by uncontrollable rage, but the depth of the poison had left them powerless to resist.
Their fury was like a candle flame in a storm, weak and helpless.
As the toxins within their bodies erupted, they transformed, one after another, into foul-smelling puddles of pus. This scene was not only nauseating but also made everyone present feel the ruthlessness and decisiveness of Li Chengfeng's plan.
Fire Feather, the Supreme Elder of the Fire Demon Tribe, witnessing this, was so enraged that smoke practically billowed from his orifices. He rebuked the six ancient elders for their foolishness and hated Li Chengfeng's actions to the core.
His eyes flashed with the flames of slaughter, vowing to make Li Chengfeng pay a terrible price.
However, when he tried to seize Li Chengfeng's death substitute puppet, he was directly dispersed by the aura of the Evil Dragon Tribe's chieftain.
The Evil Dragon Tribe's chieftain showed great interest in Li Chengfeng's death substitute puppet, believing it to have extremely high research value, and was unwilling to let the Fire Demon Tribe easily obtain it.
At this moment, the true faces of the two major forces were finally revealed, exposing their conflicting interests and infighting.
Meanwhile, Li Chengfeng's death substitute puppet emitted a piercing laughter, proclaiming that its mission was complete, the set time had arrived, and there was no need for these "worthless beings" to act, before transforming into green smoke and dissipating into the world.
This scene stunned everyone, as if Li Chengfeng himself was mocking their incompetence before their very eyes.
With the disappearance of the death substitute puppet, the massive warship also began to emit cracking sounds, gradually disintegrating.
This warship had played a huge role in the previous battle, but now it had exhausted its power and reached the brink of collapse.
Like a weary warrior, it finally could not hold on any longer and turned into dust all over the ground.
This scene not only symbolized the end of the battle but also foreshadowed the arrival of a new situation.
Within that dim and distorted space, the faces of the twenty-odd Half-Step Demon Emperors were so gloomy that they seemed to drip water, and anger burned fiercely in their eyes, but they were helpless.
They had originally fantasized that even if they were tricked into this bizarre place, they could still share some benefits by relying on the old turtle's transformation, but they did not expect that it would be an empty joy, ending up with a complete loss.
At this moment, they deeply realized the ingenuity of Li Chengfeng's layout, like a net from the sky, making people unable to avoid it, and they could not help but feel endless chill and despair in their hearts.
Just at the edge of this abyss of despair, evil spirits surged in like a black tide. They were like fish in water in this space where Yin soldiers borrowed the way, and every movement revealed a deep understanding and utilization of the rules.
Although the Demon warriors were brave, they seemed particularly struggling under this home-field disadvantage. Whether it was the fiery Fire Demon Tribe, the sturdy Horned Demon Tribe, the agile Water Source Tribe, or the treacherous Myriad Poison Tribe, they were all forced to retreat by this irresistible force, and their defense line was crumbling.
The low-level cultivators were the first to bear the brunt. Their figures seemed so fragile under the frantic impact of the evil spirits, and some were directly invaded by the evil spirits.
Their souls were instantly devoured, leaving behind only lifeless shells, limply falling to the ground, with unwillingness and fear still remaining in their eyes.
And those evil spirits that were burned to ashes did not seem to truly die. As long as there were wisps of Yin energy surrounding them, they could quickly reorganize and become immortal beings on the battlefield again, repeating endlessly.
Among them, an evil spirit leader wearing a purple helmet and a blood-stained war robe, Sophie, was particularly eye-catching. He held a huge war spear, and the bloodstains on his robe witnessed his bravery and unyielding spirit in life.
At this moment, his eyes flashed with greed and madness. With a wave of his hand, the war spear turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards the Evil Dragon Tribe leader, Xie Nanxing.
Accompanying a wild laugh: "Hahaha, a mere ant-like bug dares to be arrogant here! Let me end you, devour your power, and become the master of this space!"
Xie Nanxing was furious when he heard this. His huge body instantly transformed into a thousand-foot-long flood dragon, its scales shining coldly in the sunlight, and launched a thrilling battle with the evil spirit warrior.
Around them, more than a dozen Half-Step Nascent Soul evil spirits also launched an offensive at the same time. Although they did not have the advantage in numbers, their immortal bodies made the Demon experts suffer.
Even if a Half-Step Demon Emperor personally took action to kill them, in the blink of an eye, the evil spirits would be reborn from the shadows and continue their killing spree.
On the battlefield, shouts and screams intertwined into one, and although the Demon army was large in number, it seemed powerless on this strange battlefield, and the number of casualties increased sharply.
Fire Feather, the Supreme Elder of the Fire Demon Tribe, looked at this scene, his eyes filled with anger and helplessness, and finally issued an order to retreat: "This place is not suitable for a long stay, we need to find a way out as soon as possible!
We cannot continue to entangle with them, otherwise it will only increase casualties. Immediately open the spatial rift, we rush out, so as to reduce losses!"
Xie Nanxing, the leader of the Evil Dragon Tribe, in the frustration of countless times of killing the evil spirit leader but seeing him resurrected, a touch of determination flashed in his eyes.
He knew that if he continued to drag on like this, it would only plunge the Demon Tribe into a deeper abyss.
So, he suddenly shouted: "Everyone, concentrate all your strength and attack that point! We, as Half-Step Demon Emperors, will definitely be able to use brute force to break open this damn space and completely shatter Li Chengfeng's dog thief's conspiracy!"
After speaking, Xie Nanxing took the lead. The demonic power in his body surged, condensing into a dazzling demonic core, which was the source of power passed down through generations of the Evil Dragon Tribe.
As soon as the demonic core came out, it immediately shone brightly, like a scorching sun in the sky, turning all the surrounding evil energy and evil spirits into nothingness.
Seeing this, the Fire Demon Tribe also displayed fire magic, and the flames were滔天, interweaving with the demonic power of the Evil Dragon Tribe, and jointly launched an unprecedented fierce attack on a spatial node.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the entire space seemed to be torn apart, and it vibrated violently. A water-shaped ripple quietly appeared, and the silver-clad ice and snow glacier world outside was faintly visible.
However, this was only a tiny crack, not enough for the army to escape.
"There is still so little power missing!" Fire Feather, the Supreme Elder of the Fire Demon Tribe, shouted anxiously.
Faced with this bottleneck at the critical moment, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of Xie Nanxing, the leader of the Evil Dragon Tribe. He said in a deep voice: "Sacrifice those cannon fodder and use their lives to exchange for our freedom!"
As soon as these words came out, those rebel armies who had originally defected to the Evil Dragon Tribe and dreamed of getting ahead suddenly showed despair and fear.
They never expected that they would eventually become the victims of this battle.
However, resistance was useless. The secret technique used by Hong Ling instantly activated the restrictions on their bodies. Their bodies were torn apart as if by invisible hands, turning into rolling waves of blood, contributing the last bit of strength to break open the space barrier.
"Blood sacrifices to the heavens, a grand journey through the sea of clouds!" Xie Nanxing's voice was cold and firm. As his words fell, all the Half-Step Demon Emperors tried their best to inject their own power into the space barrier without reservation.
Another deafening roar sounded, and the entire space barrier finally collapsed under the unbearable pressure.
At that moment, countless high-level cultivators poured out of this strange space like a tide. However, those low-level cultivators could only stay in place in despair, and eventually turned into a wisp of dust in this space.
Of the 300,000 Demon Allied Forces, only 60,000 escaped, and each of them was injured and their vitality was greatly damaged.