Gu Mang flew above the roof, his breathing rapid.
The night wind blew his black robe. Under the golden mask, his face was no longer as proud as before. Instead, it was twisted with pain.
His head was throbbing with pain, and his memories were in a mess.
He knew very well that the Qi of the Black Demon was getting harder and harder to suppress in his body. He did not know how long he could hold on. At the very least … he had to send the captured Bloodsucking Scourge to Chong Hua's camp.
His blue eyes glanced behind him. He could acutely sense that the Grand Tutor and the Black Demon elites were closing in on him. At this speed, he would not be able to reach Mo Xi's place. His only choice was to escape to the main gate.
"Gu Mang, how long are you going to be stubborn! The Chong Hua gave you the title of Beast of God. Are you going to be their lackey for the rest of your life? "
The Grand Tutor had not arrived yet, but his voice had already reached Gu Mang's ears through Secret Voice-sending.
Gu Mang endured his increasingly chaotic mind, gritted his teeth and retorted, "I'm fighting for myself. I'm not going to be your lackey!"
Then, he sped up his lightness skill and rushed to the main gate. There, the two armies were fighting fiercely, and sparks were flying everywhere. The wind blew past his ears. The gate was getting closer and closer. But at this moment, the Grand Tutor of Liao Country, who was supported by the Drifting Snow Spell, rushed over. His robe fluttered, and he was like a paper kite that floated to Gu Mang's side.
"Drifting Snow is the spell of the number one Lightness Master in Lichun." The Grand Tutor sneered from ten feet behind Gu Mang. "Gu Mang, do you think you can escape?"
Cold sweat had already seeped out of Gu Mang's forehead. Suddenly, his gaze caught sight of the dozens of explosive talismans displayed on the walls of the inner city. Almost without thinking, he ran in the direction of the talismans.
The Grand Tutor's smile had not disappeared when he saw Gu Mang land steadily on the city wall and stop running.
Gu Mang turned around and tilted half of his face. "Hey, do you want to see who's crazier?"
The State Preceptor suddenly reacted, "Gu Mang — you —!"
Gu Mang sneered as he raised his hand and pointed at the wall.
Flames shot out from his fingertips, and the moment they hit the wall, it caused a huge explosion! The State Preceptor curses under his breath and is forced to retreat. However, the flames soar into the sky and set off waves of heat. Gu Mang tightens his body at the moment when the talisman explodes and rushes back — boom!! A series of explosions shook the heavens and the earth. Bricks and stones were sent flying, and the airwaves were so strong that they quickly separated him from the pursuers of the Burning Country.
This move was too dangerous. Even though Gu Mang was fully focused on retreating, he was still thrown off the roof by the airflow. He couldn't care less about the pain. Taking advantage of the fact that the State Preceptor hadn't caught up to him, he got up from the ground and dragged his wounded body forward to continue running.
The spell light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sound of the two armies fighting was close to his ears. In the end, he suddenly jumped up and broke through the defenders of the Burning Country, who didn't react at all, and broke into the battle formation of the Chong Hua army!
The city gate is already full of blood, and half of the sky is lit up by the flames of war. In the billowing smoke, the cultivators of the Chong Hua army and the cultivators of the Burning Country army are fighting. The collision of spells and the roar of spirit beasts are everywhere, and blood is splashing everywhere.
Gu Mang gasps for breath. He doesn't feel relaxed for a moment after escaping here. His vision is getting heavier and heavier, as if he will be swallowed by the Black Demon's breath at any time and lose his consciousness. He anxiously opens his eyes and looks for the commander's flag in the chaotic battle.
He finds it.
But at this moment, he feels a chill behind his back. He perceives that the angry State Preceptor of the Burning Country has broken through the sea of fire and is approaching. He can't help but shout,
"Murong Lian!!!"
The commander in chief, the Murong Lian, who is in charge of the attack at the city gate, is sitting on the golden-winged snow horse. He doesn't seem to care about the battle at all. He is watching the battle through the protective barrier built by the cultivators guarding the city gate. He doesn't seem to want to fight personally at all. He is even biting his hookah pipe and squinting his eyes to smoke his Floating Dreams.
Suddenly hearing such a shout, the Murong Lian is startled. He coughs a few times and raises his misty peach blossom eyes to look at the chaotic battle.
With this look, he sees a Burning Country cultivator in a white and golden robe rushing over like a ghost in the night, approaching a guard of Lord Xi He. As for the shout just now, it was this little guard who was running in a sorry state while asking for help.
"… What's going on?"
"Take this Qiankun Bag!!" The guard shouts and runs through the flames of war to him. His eyes are full of anxiety and urgency, "Take it to Mo Xi!!"
"Don't even think about it!" The State Preceptor, Wu Dai, floats to the ground like a gust of wind and grabs Gu Mang's shoulder with lightning speed.
Gu Mang fiercely pushes him away. In an instant, the two have exchanged more than ten moves. Although the State Preceptor doesn't have enough energy, Gu Mang is more seriously injured and is at a disadvantage in an instant. During the battle, the two are getting closer and closer to the Murong Lian's barrier. Gu Mang turns his head and throws the Qiankun Bag that contains the remnant soul of the Blood Demon to the edge of the barrier, then shouts, "Go!!"
The Murong Lian is an extremely cautious person. He is afraid that there is a trick, so he doesn't immediately pick up the brocade bag. Instead, he stares at Gu Mang and asks, "Are you using the Burning Country's Black Magic?"
"I …"
The Murong Lian squints his eyes, "How can I believe that you are not a Burning Country cultivator?"
Gu Mang suddenly feels that he can't defend himself.
He can only use the Burning Country's Black Magic. His spirit nucleus is damaged, so he can't use the Chong Hua's Black Magic. How can he prove himself at this moment?
While blocking the State Preceptor's attack, he anxiously thinks, his blue eyes rolling chaotically. The State Preceptor's palm strikes close to his ear and chuckles, "What did I say? As long as you have the power of the Black Magic flowing through your body, there is no place for you in Nine Regions except for the Burning Country. "
After saying that, he is about to seize the remnant soul. Gu Mang quickly retreats, and with a sudden roll, he once again holds the Qiankun Bag in front of his chest. However, although he has seized the brocade bag, he can't avoid the State Preceptor's attack. The moment he got up to dodge, his eyes suddenly blurred, and then the State Preceptor's Black Magic hit his waist.
Gu Mang suddenly choked on a mouthful of blood and knelt on the edge of the barrier where the blue light is flowing. Raising his head, he looked at the Murong Lian whose eyes were wandering.
He can't say that he is Gu Mang. Once he says it, the Chong Hua soldiers around him are bound to be in an uproar. But he also can't explain why he can only use the Burning Country's Black Magic Spell.
His blood-stained lips trembled as he opened and closed, and his fingers touched the barrier light array.
The Murong Lian narrowed his eyes. Through the mask, he can't see what kind of face is below. Even because of the Black Magic Spell, when others see Gu Mang's eyes, it is the most normal appearance, and not the blue eyes that would reveal his identity. The Murong Lian still can't tell whether there is a trick or not, but he vaguely feels that this person's eyes are very familiar.
When his heart trembled, he heard this person whisper, "I went to your house that day because I miss her very much."
"… What?"
This close attendant spat out two words that are enough to prove his identity to the Murong Lian, "Aunt Ni …"
The Murong Lian instantly felt like he was struck by lightning!
— — Gu Mang?!!
At this moment, the State Preceptor's second attack suddenly came down!
Blood splattered everywhere!!
In just a flash, the Murong Lian opened the barrier, but he didn't have time to pull Gu Mang into the barrier. Gu Mang just threw the Qiankun Bag into the barrier when he was hit by the State Preceptor on the back. If the State Preceptor was not worried that the spiritual current will brazenly affect the remnant soul and only used ten percent of his strength, Gu Mang would have died at this moment.
The Murong Lian's face was pale, and he looked at Gu Mang who suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he still waved his hand to repair the barrier light array.
"Leave it to Lord Xi He …"
"You …"
"You don't understand his magic, you are not his opponent." Gu Mang gasped for breath, "Go!!"
"…"
"What are you waiting for? Do you hate me so much?!!"
The light flashing in the Murong Lian's eyes was extremely complicated. He bit his lower lip, ordered someone to bring the Qiankun Bag that fell on the ground, and held it tightly in his hand. The Qiankun Bag had already been dyed red by blood, and there was indeed an indescribable evil spiritual current surging in it. The Murong Lian's heart pounded, and he didn't know what to feel for a moment.
Gu Mang shouted angrily, "Get lost! I can't block it, you are the next one! "
They didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know what kind of riddle this close servant wearing a golden mask was playing with their Lord Wangshu. However, the Murong Lian's expression was complicated. In the end, he put the brocade bag into his arms and then ordered the top cultivators guarding Chong Hua around him, "Retreat to the north gate and meet with Lord Xi He!"
"Yes!"
The State Preceptor's eyes were fierce, and he and the high-level cultivators of the Burning Country immediately wanted to stop him.
However, unexpectedly, Gu Mang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and drew a curse mark on his chest …
"Oh no!" The State Preceptor immediately jumped back, and almost at the same time, a strong black demonic aura that could swallow the sky burst out from Gu Mang's body like a surging wave!
Gu Mang's eyes flashed with a wolf-like blue cold light, and the demonic Lone Wolf Devil Flame rose behind him.
This move was obviously out of the State Preceptor's expectation, because once Gu Mang used this move, he was destined to be devoured by the Black Demon, and it could only last for a short period of time.
His bleeding lips opened and closed as Gu Mang blocked Murong Lian's path. He raised his gloomy and lustrous eyes and eerily uttered four words:
"Lone Wolf. Release the seal! "
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept the ground, and the clouds gathered. The howls of hundreds of millions of wolves seemed to come from the depths of the hinterland, and then the sand and stones rolled up, rolling around Gu Mang.
The State Preceptor's eyes flashed with excitement, and he gritted his teeth, "Good … very good. You've actually refined this spell? "
"Gu Mang, I underestimated you, you are really … the younger generation will surpass us in time!"
"But you have to think clearly, after this move, whether it is the Black Demon or the Chong Hua Technique, you will not be able to use it again. And you can only last for a maximum of 30 minutes … Then what will you do after that?! "
Gu Mang slightly raised his chin, and there was a fierce and unruly arrogance in his eyes.
"You shouldn't care what I do after that. You should care about whether it hurts when I beat you up before. "
The State Preceptor sneered, "Let your emotions affect your decisions."
"As long as I am happy."
After saying that, his body that was burning with the demonic aura of the demonic wolf leaped into the air, and instantly shot towards the State Preceptor who was standing on the ground like an arrow!
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