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- The moment the black light entered the body of the sculpture, the stone sculpture suddenly seemed to come alive.
First, two black lights flashed out of his eyes, and through it, his whole body began to move stiffly.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the statue began to move its limbs stiffly, and the hard stone armor on its body also started to move.
Swirling dust and stone powder scattered from the body. In the dust, the devil who was originally a statue revealed his original appearance.
Seeing the demon holding the trident, he seemed to have not recovered from his deep sleep, and looked at his hands and feet in a daze.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Chixia's face darkened slightly, she raised her hand and threw the talisman with blazing light at it.
In a flash of lightning, the demon statue suddenly raised its arm tied with a shield.
It happened to be blocking the direction of the talisman paper.
There was a loud bang, and the power of the talisman explosion caused the entire hall to shake.
The fire of the explosion instantly swallowed up the demon who had just woken up.
The demon screamed, roared, and struggled forward.
Every time he took a step, a black light shot out from the floor under his feet, and then shot into the statue under the corner.
Countless black lights shot out. Like a loach jumping out of the water in a small pool. It shot out in all directions in a chaotic manner.
And the sleeping statues standing around the Demon Palace, after absorbing the black light, shook off the dust on their bodies, moved their stiff bodies, and came to life.
¡°Xiaonian, you save your brothers and sisters, I¡¯ll block these beasts!!!¡±
Seeing this scene, Yan Chixia was shocked and immediately pulled out the golden sword. Holding swords in both hands, he roared and charged forward.
Yang Fengnian hesitated for a moment, nodded, and shouted: "Be careful!"
After finishing speaking, he pulled Nie Xiaoqian and ran towards the iron cage in large strides.
At this time, the restrictions in the entire hall were activated, and all the demons guarding the demon hall came to life.
The entire hall was trembling violently as if it couldn't bear the soaring demonic energy. The dust that covered the sky fell, and the main hall was crumbling.
At this time, Yang Fengnian didn't care about the route or anything like that. He ran all the way and rushed to the cage quickly.
But at this moment, a demon who had just woken up and whose body was still slightly stiff rushed over with a sword and shield in hand. Yang Fengnian rolled on the spot, drew out the ancient sword, and chopped it off casually.
The ancient sword is extremely sharp, cutting through jade and gold.
There was only a sound of bone cutting. After thinking about it, the demon who kept attacking suddenly froze.
Then a neat gap appeared between his waist and abdomen.
At the same time as the black blood spurted out, the demon was broken into two pieces and rolled down the stage.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, Yang Fengnian quickly took out the key and inserted it into the lock on the cage.
??Twist it hard
Um?
no response?
Twist again
Damn it, still no response.
Yang Fengnian twisted the key hard, but saw that the lock didn't move at all.
In a hurry, the sweat on his forehead continued to seep out and drip down.
Beside her, Nie Xiaoqian saw this scene and suddenly remembered the scene she saw when she followed the Sophora japonica tree spirit here.
"I remembered that when the Sophora japonica tree spirit opened the lock in the past, he would press his palm on the head of the door for a while before opening it. Is there something missing?" The demons were dancing around, and Yan Chixia started to kill. Nie Xiaoqian, who had never experienced such a situation before, turned pale with fright. He held Yang Fengnian's arm tightly with both hands and said tremblingly.
When Yang Fengnian heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
Then when he saw the unmoving lock, he was furious: "Damn it, what kind of era is this? There are stupid things like fingerprints!"
With anxiety in his heart, he cursed a lot.
Seeing Yan Chixia fighting for her life below, Yang Fengnian's heart became more and more anxious.
When he chopped off the back of a charging demon with one stroke of his sword, this uncontrollable anger suddenly broke out.
Yang Fengnian was so angry that he held swords in both hands and slashed directly towards the iron cage.
There was a loud bang. The runes on the iron cage suddenly lit up.
A powerful shock wave spread out from the runes and spread in all directions.
Yang Fengnian was caught off guard and was knocked back more than ten meters by the shock wave.
 Nie Xiaoqian, who was slightly weaker in cultivation, was like a piece of paper that was not strong enough. She was directly thrown out by the impact and fell heavily to the ground.
This is not the end yet.
The moment the runes light up on the cage.
The red magic knife suspended on the cage glowed with red light.
A dazzling red light emitted instantly, illuminating the entire Demon Palace.
And the dazzling red light also caused the three Yang Fengnian and countless demons in the palace to become temporarily blind.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, everyone stopped attacking and froze in place.
The red light flashed past, burst out instantly, and then converged instantly.
But when everyone opened their stinging eyes, they found that they were in the Shura slaughterhouse, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood.
The blood-red sky, the remaining blood-red clouds.
In the vast wilderness dyed black and red by blood, a tattered flag was stuck diagonally among the mountains of corpses.
The wind blew, and the blood-red mist drifted in the vast wilderness with the wind.
The withered grass on the wilderness below has been stained red with blood. In the mud pond not far away, countless corpses were piled up there, rotting in disarray.
What¡¯s even more frightening is that everyone discovered a problem.
That is, in this bloody Shura slaughterhouse, there is no one alive except himself.
Yan Chixia was dressed in tattered armor, but still had the golden sword in her hand.
But for some unknown reason, the golden sword's light no longer glowed, and was replaced by bloodstains covering the sword's body.
It seems that the mountains of corpses and sea of ??blood in front of him are all his own sins.
"Is this an illusion array?" Suddenly being in it, Yan Chixia was not confused.
He was alert and glanced around.
Then he held the golden sword tightly and walked down the hill at his feet.
However, when he walked far away, he looked back and found to his horror that the place where he had just stood was not a mound.
It¡¯s a hill where countless corpses are piled up.
Along the way, the shoes were soaked with blood.
Lift your feet and move around a little.
Seeing the sticky blood, bloodshot threads were drawn out.
Yan Chixia felt slightly disgusted and frowned.
After raising her feet and wiping the blood on her shoes on a corpse, Yan Chixia did not stop and walked directly towards the blood-red corpse in front of her.
After he left for who knows how long, Yan Chixia, who was exhausted, finally walked out of the Shura battlefield.
What comes into view is a peaceful mountain village, with smoke rising from the roofs of farmers' houses.
By this time, it was dusk.
In the village, most houses have already lit up lights.
It¡¯s just, under the willow tree at the entrance of the village.
A frail woman wearing a long coarse skirt was standing on tiptoes, biting her lips, her eyes full of anxiety, and she kept looking around.
Beside her, a pink little girl with two pigtails held the woman's hand tightly and asked in a crisp voice: "Mom, when will daddy come back!"
The crisp sound spread far away.
In this mountain village under the blue night, it echoes quietly.
After seeing this scene, standing on the path outside the village, the determined Yan Chixia suddenly trembled.
Tears burst out of eyes that were usually as cold as knives.
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ps: It seems like no one gave me lucky money this year
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