usatvline Chapter 551 Blood Mist Siege (Opening)
Chapter 551 Blood Mist Siege (Opening)
The world seemed to be covered by an ominous blood-colored veil. Outside the Qinglan Sect, blood mist was surging, and it seemed that countless evil spirits were roaring and struggling in it. Yun Yao held the Xuanbing Sword in her hand. Her posture was agile but she could not hide her fatigue. The sword body struggled to draw a sharp arc of light in the blood mist. Every sword energy seemed to be fighting against this doomsday. Her eyes were as firm as ice, revealing her reckless determination. However, the demon cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage was as difficult to deal with as a ghost. The stinking claws with the breath of death brushed against her neck and passed by. The cold touch was like the caress of the god of death, which made her hair stand on end. The smelly black blood dripped onto the system mark on her collarbone. In an instant, there was a sizzling and burning sound. A burst of pain spread throughout her body like an electric current. She couldn't help but groan and frowned.
At the same time, a sword energy like a dragon breaking through the sky split the blood river from the side. Chu Mochen was like a god of war, and his always cold eyebrows were stained with unprecedented hostility, like an angry lion. He stood tall, his clothes fluttered in the blood mist, and the Dragon Roar Sword shone. Every time he swung it, it brought a blood flower. He shouted loudly: "These people swallowed the forbidden medicine of the Blood Evil Sect!" The voice penetrated the blood mist, with anger and warning.
Outside the formation, a sinister laugh like the cry of a night owl mixed with the low hum of thousands of corpses came, and Liu Yan'er's voice was like the whisper of the Nine Netherworld Devil: "Yun Yao, do you think that you can save Qinglan Sect by killing the elder of the Blood Evil Sect? Look behind you--" Yun Yao's heart sank suddenly, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her forehead. She turned back suddenly, and the scene in front of her made her feel like she was falling into an ice cave. She saw that the sect's mountain protection formation was covered with blood-colored vines, and those vines twisted and entangled as if they had life. The head master was hung upside down at the center of the formation, with half a blood-stained jade flute stuck in his heart-that was the token she gave to Xiao Cui personally! For a moment, all kinds of emotions such as astonishment, anger, and panic surged into her heart like a tide, impacting her reason.
Yun Yao's mind instantly flashed with Xiao Cui's voice and smile, the little girl who always followed her, with two dimples when she smiled, and cleverness in her eyes. Xiao Cui had stood in front of her at countless critical moments, handed her healing pills, and mended her torn clothes. They talked together under the moon and looked forward to the future together... But now, this jade flute has become a murder weapon to hurt the head master, how can Yun Yao accept this?
Just as she was in a state of agitation, the system suddenly issued a piercing alarm: [Original energy resonance detected, host memory fragments are about to awaken] The sharp voice buzzed in her ears, like a mysterious spell, breaking the deadlock of reality, but leading her into a deeper mystery. Yun Yao's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion, and then replaced by determination. She knew that this battle concerning the survival of Qinglan Sect and the secret of her life experience had entered the most intense stage, and she had no way to retreat.
The blood mist became thicker and thicker, as if it was going to swallow up all the hope in the world. Driven by the banned drugs, the demon cultivators became more and more crazy, roaring and rushing towards Yun Yao again, their claws flashing cold light like steel knives, their figures ghostly and unpredictable. Yun Yao suppressed the grief and shock in her heart, and clenched the Xuanbing Sword. The sword body hummed, as if responding to her determination. She flashed and rushed into the group of demon cultivators like a black lightning. The sword moved with her, and each sword was determined to kill. The blood mist was torn open by the sword energy, and then quickly closed.
Seeing this, Chu Mochen was extremely anxious. How could he let Yun Yao take the risk alone? The light of the Dragon Roar Sword was bright, and the sound of the dragon roar seemed to shatter the world. He used all his skills and his swordsmanship was extremely sharp. Every sword accurately stabbed the vital points of the demon cultivator. His figure was like a swimming dragon, moving freely in the blood mist. He stood back to back with Yun Yao, relying on each other. The spiritual power of the two intertwined together, like an indestructible line of defense, resisting the crazy attack of the demon cultivator.
However, the number of demon cultivators was too large, as if it was endless. The forbidden drug of the Blood Demon Sect not only gave them violent power, but also made them forget their fear. Even if their companions fell, they still charged forward fearlessly. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen gradually felt their spiritual power was exhausted, sweat soaked their backs, and their breathing became heavy.
Outside the formation, Liu Yan'er watched the two struggling in the blood mist, with a twisted and smug smile on her face. She was dressed in a black robe, standing behind the group of corpses, like the master of the darkness. In her hand, she was playing with a blood-colored magic wand, and the skull on the top of the magic wand emitted a strange red light. She waved it gently, and the corpses rushed towards the Qinglan Sect's mountain protection formation like a tide. The miserable state of the head master at the center of the formation became more and more shocking. Blood slowly dripped along the vines and dripped on the formation pattern, emitting a strange light.
Yun Yao was extremely anxious. She waved the Xuanbing Sword to kill the demon cultivator while keeping an eye on the situation of the array center. She knew very well that once the array center was destroyed, Qinglan Sect would be doomed. But now, the demon cultivator's attacks were continuous like a storm, and she and Chu Mochen were unable to split their attention. What should they do?
Suddenly, a demon cultivator took advantage of her distraction and attacked from the flank, with its sharp claws pressing directly at her throat. Yun Yao didn't have time to think and dodged to the side, but her arm was still cut by the claws, and blood gushed out instantly, staining her sleeves red. She gritted her teeth to endure the pain, and with a backhanded sword, she killed the demon cultivator.
"Yun Yao, be careful!" Chu Mochen exclaimed when he saw this. He quickly swung his sword to block the attack from the other side for Yun Yao, his eyes full of concern and worry.
"I'm fine. We can't let them break the formation!" Yun Yao responded loudly, with unquestionable firmness in her voice.
At this moment, the system sounded the alarm again: [Host, the progress of memory fragment awakening is accelerating, and important information will soon be pouring in, please be prepared! ] Yun Yao's heart trembled. She knew that the secret hidden behind this crisis was about to surface, and she had to find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation, not only for Qinglan Sect, but also for her own dusty past...
In the blood mist, the battle becomes more and more brutal. The future of Qinglan Sect is like a candle in the wind, shaky and crumbling. Can Yun Yao and Chu Mochen turn the tide? What kind of shocking secrets will they discover in the awakened memory fragments? Everything hangs on the line of life and death in this blood mist siege.