Chapter 649 Green Wind Grassland

At this moment, the iron-faced weirdo next to the bald man was twirling his fingers and whispering, "There are five people on the opposite side, and there are only two of us. Which side has more people? It seems that the opposite side has more people. This is going to be a disadvantage. Let me count again."

The iron-faced weirdo seemed unsure of his answer, so he turned his head and said to the bald man, "Caterpillar, it seems that there are more people on the opposite side than on our side. If we fight, the two of us will probably suffer a disadvantage."

The bald man touched the caterpillar pattern on his head with his hand and did not answer.

Although the bald man didn't like being called a caterpillar, he could do nothing about the iron-faced weirdo. He said indignantly, "Caterpillar, this name is so embarrassing. If you, Iron-faced, were not ranked higher than me on the evil cultivation list, how could I bear to be called a caterpillar by you. If it were someone else, I would immediately release the bugs to suck all his blood. I am not called the Flying Insect Venerable for nothing."

"Caterpillar, what are you thinking? Help me count again. This time, it seems that there are more people on the other side." The iron-faced weirdo urged.

The bald man thought to himself, "My brother Iron-face always counts which side has more people before fighting with others. Obviously, this time, there are more people on the other side. When he counts clearly, he will flee without fighting. What I have to do now is "kill". Kill until there are fewer people on the other side."

"Really? Why do I feel that there are not many people on the other side? Count again." The bald man answered seriously.

At this time, five Tianqing Sect disciples holding shining Dao swords formed a formation and surrounded them.

They were like cranes, with Dao swords chasing the wind, and they cooperated skillfully and aggressively.

These five people were the core disciples of Tianqing Sect, and their cultivation was at the Yuanhun realm. Seeing that there were only two evil cultivators on the other side, and their cultivation was probably at the Yuanhun realm, they naturally wanted to give it a try.

Between killing and being killed, whether it was a disciple of a famous and upright sect or an evil cultivator, they would choose to kill. Fighting life for life, in this regard, evil cultivators and upright disciples are equal.

Seeing this, the bald man shouted angrily: "Looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man's two wide sleeves fluttered together.

"Buzz buzz buzz.

Instantly, a group of densely packed flying insects flew out of the bald man's wide cuffs. These flying insects were only the size of rice grains, and there were countless of them.

Looking closely, these flying insects had grayish-white bodies, pointed beaks like needles, and shaped like mosquitoes.

Not long after, they almost covered the surrounding space of more than ten feet, densely packed, forming a large area, covering the sky and the sun.

As the flying insects attacked, the five Taoists on the opposite side became flustered. Although the Taoist swords in their hands were sharp, they were not powerful enough to kill small mosquitoes. Every time the sword was swung, it could only scare the flying insects away, but could not easily kill them.

"This is the art of controlling insects. Break it quickly with the sword formation. "The leading Tianqing sect disciple shouted loudly.

After making a judgment, the five Tianqing sect disciples immediately stood in position, each using the Dao sword in their hands as a guide and pinching the magic formula.

At the same time, a trace of fiery red runes rose on the surface of the Dao swords in the hands of the five people.

With a "hum" sound, the five Dao swords resonated.

Immediately afterwards, red spiritual light shot out from the surface of the five Dao swords, and connected to each other in a pentagonal shape, and the power of the sword formation was completed.

"The sword formation is on fire!"

The next moment, the five Dao swords spit out five hot sword auras like fire-breathing beasts.

"Boom boom boom boom! "

A series of explosions, fire flew from the sword tip, and the flames roared.

The "flying insects" in the surrounding space were instantly blown to pieces by the exploding flames.

But the strange thing is that those "flying insects" do not seem to be afraid of the burning of flames. Except for a few killed by the power of the sword formation, most of them still maintain strong vitality. They are fearless and flap their wings buzzing, gathering into a flying insect dragon and pounced on it again.

"Flying insects that hurt my flying insect lord will pay the price." Seeing this, the bald weirdo smiled evilly.

There was a ruthless look in his eyes, and he pinched the magic formula with his hands and chanted the secret insect-repelling spell: "Sacrifice the blood soul, the flying insect field... listen to my orders. "

"Puff! "

Immediately, the bald man bit his tongue with his teeth, and a mouthful of Yuanhun blood spurted out far away and landed on the flying insect formation opposite.

Suddenly, the flying insects in the air became extremely excited. They frantically sucked the Yuanhun blood in the space. The originally gray-white body immediately turned red and swollen, like round blood beads hovering in the space, and its appearance was terrifying.

The bald man's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the spell in his hand changed, and he shouted: "Explode!"

At the same time, the bloodworm bodies all over the sky trembled violently, making a squeaking insect cry, and blood-colored arcs jumped back and forth between these bloodworm bodies.

"Boom! "

With a loud bang, the bodies of these bloodworms actually exploded.

The power of the explosion was much stronger than that of thousands of detonating talismans detonating at the same time. For a moment, the world shook, and the sky was full of blood rain like flying arrows.

What's more terrifying is that the blood arrows produced by the explosion of the flying insects shot down the bodies of the five Tianqing Sect disciples on the opposite side, and immediately revealed a powerful corrosive force.

The robes of the five Taoists were instantly corroded and holes appeared. The blood mist poison came into contact with the skin and bones, and it was as itchy as a mosquito bite.

The five Taoists couldn't bear the itch and scratched themselves. Their skin was scratched and blood was oozing out.

And at the moment their blood and toxins came into contact, the strange itching force suddenly turned into a sharp pain like being bitten by thousands of ants. After a moment, even the body of the gong was stagnant under the influence of the corrosive force.

The five Taoists screamed, and the sword formation they set up was instantly defeated, and the offensive was completely lost.

"Evil cultivator!"

"It's an evil cultivator!"

"Hateful evil cultivator!"

The five people cursed in panic.

The bald man proudly said: "I said it before, I am an evil cultivator."

There was a flash of blood red in his eyes, and he didn't mean to stop at all. He pinched the strange spell with both hands.

But the caterpillar pattern on the bald man's head twisted like a living thing, and at the same time, the breath emitted by the bald man suddenly changed.

"Puff".

A pair of huge, mosquito-like thin wings grew on the back of the bald man.

"Insect Transformation Flying Kill!"

The next moment, the bald man flapped his thin wings behind him and flew away like a huge mosquito, with a speed as fast as teleportation.

The bald man's figure turned into a series of phantoms and passed through the five Taoists on the opposite side.

"Puff puff puff puff."

Five consecutive shattering sounds, and a blood hole appeared in the chest of each of the five Taoists.

The eyes of the five core disciples of Tianqing Sect were full of disbelief. The five of them were killed by the bald man on the opposite side with one move.

A moment later, there were five more horrible, bloody corpses on the ground.

The Qinghuo Demon Realm is a place where treasures are hidden, but also a place of killing.

"Brother Tielian, count again, now they have more people, or we have more people." The bald man put away the spell and turned into his original appearance.

The iron-faced weirdo flexed his fingers again and said affirmatively: "We are two people, they are just five dead people, we are not at a disadvantage."

"That's right." The bald man said.

"Hehehe." The two looked at each other and laughed evilly.

At this moment, in the open space near the iron-faced weirdo and the bald man.

A ball of black ghost energy suddenly appeared, and the ghost energy was retracted, revealing a black ghost flag. The ghost flag was decorated with gold lines, and the complex ghost runes on the surface were looming.

"Whoosh".

A black ghost mist emerged from the ghost flag, and the ghost mist was retracted, revealing a tall monk wearing apricot Buddhist robes.

When the monk took a few steps, the ghost flag behind him disappeared in the rolling black ghost mist, as if it had never appeared.

If Xu Yang was here, he would definitely recognize that the appearance of this monk was exactly the "Qingyan Monk" of the Golden Buddha Temple.

The Iron-faced Monster and the Bald Man saw the big monk coming out of the ghost flag, looked at each other, and then immediately bowed and said, "Welcome, Lord Right Envoy."

"We are all evil cultivators, so there is no need to be polite. I just received a task from Lord Shadow Master, asking me to temporarily gather people to go to the "Green Wind Grassland" in the Green Fire Demon Realm, where there is a large formation set up by the Yu Dao Sect. It just so happens that you two are nearby, so you two can follow me." "Qingyan Monk" said.

"Yes."

"Yes."

The two responded in unison.

"Lord Right Envoy, what's going on with you? I've never seen you turn into a big monk before." The bald man asked.

"This?" The big monk looked at his body with satisfaction, "It's Qingyan Monk from the Golden Buddha Temple. He is now my ghost slave."

When the bald man and the Iron-faced Monster heard the word ghost slave, even though they were evil cultivators, they couldn't help but shudder.

"The art of ghost slavery, this forbidden art of the ghost way is more vicious than the art of taking over the body, and it can be called the evil art among the evil arts. The person who is hit by this art not only has his life controlled by the caster, but even after death, he will not be able to enter the reincarnation due to the incomplete soul. It is really terrible." The bald man thought to himself and secretly glanced at the "Qingyan Monk".

"As a ghost art, the ghost slave art of the right envious master is more flexible and changeable than my iron corpse puppet art. He can change into the appearance of a ghost slave at will, making it hard to guard against." The iron-faced weirdo said enviously in his heart.

After that, the two of them followed the "Qingyan Monk" obediently, like two little followers, without the bloodthirsty and murderous style of the big evil cultivator just now. Perhaps in their hearts, the "Qingyan Monk" in front of them is the real evil cultivator.

...

In the Qinghuo Demon Realm under the purple sun.

There is an endless grassland, like a huge green carpet spread between heaven and earth.

The wind blows the grass waves, and the green waves ripple.

Little did they know that thousands of years ago, this vast green grassland was dyed red by the blood of the battle between humans and demons.

At this moment, a young man in a green shirt was standing on the edge of the grassland, looking at the sea of ​​grass in front of him. It was Xu Yang who had just arrived here.

"This should be the Green Wind Grassland. The main battlefield of the Yu Dao Sect in the Green Fire Demon Realm thousands of years ago was here." Xu Yang said to himself.

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, said with disappointment: "How come there is no one on this endless grassland? Who should I go to fight with?"

"We must find the battlefield ruins of the Yu Dao Sect first, and then we will definitely be able to fight." Xu Yang said.

"Okay, okay. Master Xu Yang, let's set off now." Ming Lin said excitedly.

Xu Yang pushed his feet, and his figure turned into a green shadow and sank into the Green Wind Grassland opposite.