The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Ye Dingdang failed to keep Tang Zheng, and when night fell, Tang Zheng disappeared into the night, and then took advantage of the night to climb mountains and ridges, crossing the border outside the small border town. comfortable reading

The border to the west is too long, and it is impossible to guard against people crossing the border. In recent years, smuggling along this border has also been rampant, but more drugs and the like.

Some countries in the west are in constant war and economic downturn. Many places specialize in the cultivation of drugs and then send them to other countries.

Tang Zheng knew this secret smuggling route from the old man's mind, and easily avoided the patrol of the border guards.

When Tang Zheng crossed the border and looked back, he was on the border of another country just one step away. This feeling was really strange.

He didn't stop, and advanced rapidly in the night, the zhenqi in his body was running wildly, and the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch allowed his speed to be brought to the extreme.

When the sky was about to dawn, he came to a valley. The outside of this valley looked nothing different, but Tang Zheng knew that this was the base camp of the terrorists that the military had been looking for.

The terrain of this valley is steep, and the mountain road is rugged. As soon as Tang Zheng stepped into it, he discovered that there was a formation in front of him.

This formation is not too difficult, but it is enough to make people get lost, unable to tell the direction, and thus unable to enter the valley accurately.

When Tang Zheng saw this formation, he knew that the situation he got was not *one*book*read*novel xstxt fake, these terrorists really had demons behind them.

Only cultivators can arrange formations, which means that there must be cultivators living inside.

Tang Zheng didn't dare to push it any further, he used the formation knowledge he learned from Tian Chanzi to carefully walk through the formation, and the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

This is a village with dozens of families sparsely living in it.

The village has woken up in the morning light.

Tang Zheng was lurking in a bush and observing the situation of the village. Villagers in twos and threes came out of the house, and then walked towards the mountain behind the village.

Tang Zheng followed all the way, turned around a small mountain, the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded, a high altar was impressively in sight.

There are intricate patterns carved on the altar, and the surface of the altar is even more eerie blood red.

Hundreds of villagers scattered around the altar and sat down,

With his hands raised above his head, he chanted loudly, and the clumsy formulas lingered above the altar.

Tang Zheng's heart shuddered suddenly, and a strange feeling quietly permeated his heart.

"This formula is strange, it can make me uneasy, and it seems that there is a mysterious force slowly rising on the altar."

Tang Zheng thought about it in his mind, but his body didn't move at all. These villagers were obviously not cultivators, but he was shocked that such an effect could be produced by singing loudly.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and Tang Zheng almost exclaimed when he saw several people coming out from a distance.

Repairer!

These were not ordinary people, but cultivators, and there were a dozen of them at once. This was the most cultivators Tang Zheng had seen so far. He was really surprised and his eyes widened.

"Damn, there are so many cultivators in this ghost place. Could it be that the cultivators have all gone abroad? That's why I can't find them in China?"

Tang Zheng couldn't figure it out, but there was no doubt that these people were not Tang Zheng's kind, but demons. These people were bloodthirsty, and it was not so easy to deal with them.

Tang Zheng became more cautious and did not dare to act rashly. The key is that among this group of people there is someone with higher cultivation than him.

The one who walked in front of the ten people was an old man, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his figure was very thin, as if he looked haggard after dehydration, but his eyes were extremely bright, and even exuded a palpitation. cold light.

The old man walked towards the altar with a gloomy face, and the people behind him pushed the three women out. After a while, a group of people walked up to the altar, and the three women were fixed on the edge of the altar. specific location.

The singing of the villagers became louder and louder, filling the mountains and forests.

Tang Zheng didn't know what they were going to do, so he could only wait and see what happened. The old man knelt down on the altar, babbled, he didn't know what to say, his expression was quite excited, and then he stood up.

He walked towards one of the women, and the woman's face was livid with fright, and she hissed loudly: "No!"

puff!

A cold light flashed, the woman's main artery was cut, and a stream of blood shot out and fell onto the altar.

The woman struggled to get up, but was firmly held down by the two cultivators behind her, unable to move.

The old man's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot without letting the blood stain his body. In the next second, he was in front of the other two women. In the same way, three pillars of blood shot up into the sky and landed on the altar On top of it, the entire altar is covered little by little along the lines.

Tang Zheng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect them to use living people to sacrifice, and they didn't care about life at all.

Demons, after all, are demons, they are really different.

Tang Zheng's heart was extremely cold, there was no time to rescue these three women, and it would be useless to rush out now.

The singing became louder and louder.

Whoosh!

A streak of blood shot up from the altar and hovered above everyone's heads, forming a blood-red pattern. This pattern changed rapidly, as if something was about to rush out from it.

The old man looked excited, raised his hands high, and sang loudly: "Master Demon God, the demons call for your return, please spread your anger on this land, and let the demons come to the world again!"

Tang Zheng was horrified, this scene surprised him, this living priest was actually to summon the so-called demon god, Tang Zheng didn't know what the demon god was, but from the excited expression of this old man, he could tell that it was definitely not an ordinary character.

He never thought that such an important role could be summoned by using sacrifices. If this demon god is summoned, wouldn't the demon clan grow stronger, and more people's lives would be threatened, and the demon clan would come back to the world. In other words, if the large army of the demons came to the world, it would definitely be a catastrophe.

"No, we must not let them succeed." Tang Zheng made up his mind, and looked up again, only to see that bloody pattern turned into a vortex, spinning rapidly, bloody light churning, as if something was about to rush out.

The singing of the villagers became louder and louder, and they stared at the tumbling vortex as if in a daze. The bloody light fell, turning the villagers blood red.

Wisps of blood rose from the villagers' bodies and merged into the bloody vortex. This was the blood of the villagers.

bang bang bang...

The villagers fell to the ground and died one after another, but the others continued to sing loudly without realizing it. This scene was so strange that Tang Zheng felt chills in his heart.

The demons are too weird, this method is completely unimaginable, and the bloody vortex is churning even more violently because of the injection of blood from these villagers.

Roar!

A loud roar came from the bloody vortex, the old man took the lead and knelt on the ground, and the other cultivators also quickly knelt down, put their bodies on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the Lord Demon God."

Tang Zheng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, that demon god was about to appear, and he was about to launch an attack, but he heard a series of explosions that shook the sky in the distance.

Rumble!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, even the bloody vortex in the sky shook a few times, and a roar came from the vortex.

Tang Zheng hurriedly turned his head and looked in the direction of the explosion. That was the entrance of the valley, where the formation was arranged. I don't know why the explosion happened. Could it be that someone attacked in?

The old man raised his head, looked back at the entrance of the valley, with a ferocious expression on his face, and roared angrily: "Damn it, these people have actually found them. There must be no delay in welcoming Lord Demon God. They must be stopped. As long as Lord Demon God comes to the world, Then these people are ants, nothing to be afraid of. The four of you are guarding here, and the few of you come with me to stop these intruders."

The old man left the altar with a few cultivators, and rushed towards the entrance of the valley.

The bloody vortex continued to roll, but the singing stopped because all the villagers' blood was sucked away by the bloody vortex.

In order to summon this so-called Lord Demon God, the demons sacrificed the lives of hundreds of people, it is really insane.

The explosion at the entrance of the valley rang out again, apparently to attack the formation, which is probably the only way for ordinary people.

Besides, that formation is not so exquisite and profound, it is far inferior to the ten-direction killing formation that Tang Zheng encountered at the foot of Changheng Mountain before, so under the attack of guns and cannons, this formation will definitely not be able to support it, and the opponent will definitely Into the valley.

Tang Zheng was actually very curious about who this group of attacking people was, but he obviously had no chance to explore now, the most urgent task was to stop this priest.

Whoosh!

He jumped out all of a sudden and rushed to the altar.

"Who is it?" The four demon cultivators reacted quickly and turned their heads one after another, only to see a figure flash by, and the intruder came in front of them.

"Stop him quickly!" The demon clan roared, raising their weapons one after another, facing Tang Zheng, a few cold lights flickered, and they rushed towards Tang Zheng.

The Battle Soul Sword had already been tightly held by Tang Zheng in his hand, and with a smooth stroke of the sword, there was a series of metal clashing sounds, and the four demons quickly retreated.

With one against four, Tang Zheng didn't lose the slightest bit, his fighting spirit was high, and the blood in his whole body was boiling.

Among the more than ten cultivators, the only one that made him afraid was the old man. The old man's cultivation base was higher than his. Tang Zheng was not afraid at all.

But the four demons were shocked by Tang Zheng's hand, and they shouted in shock: "Cultivator, you are actually a Cultivator."

There are too few cultivators in this world, even as demons, they hardly see other cultivators, but Tang Zheng's sudden visit shocked them very much.

Cultivators are different from warriors, and the impact on their hearts can be imagined.

"We must stop him, as long as the Lord Demon God descends, he will surely die." One of the demons roared and rushed towards Tang Zheng first.

[Author's digression]: Chapter 1!