My Demon Queen

Chapter 397 Gatling with blue fire

For many disciples of Yaoguang Fairyland, this announcement was like a bolt from the blue, so heavy that it was suffocating.

Princess Changle's reaction was quite strange. When the bad news came, a hint of imperceptible joy flashed in her eyes.

After all, this means that no one can threaten the safety of himself and the Tang Dynasty anymore.

Princess Changle's gaze slowly shifted to Mu Wushuang, only to see her standing there quietly like a statue, immersed in her own lonely world.

Her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if all the noise around her had nothing to do with her. The bad news was like a breeze, blowing gently but failing to stir up a ripple in the calm lake of her heart.

But in fact, Mu Wushuang's heart had already been turned upside down by this news. She heard it more clearly than anyone else, but her body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and she could not move. She knew very well that she was powerless to change what was about to happen next.

Just as Princess Changle was about to speak to break the deadlock and ask about Mu Wushuang's condition.

Several disciples from Yaoguang Fairyland came like a gust of wind.

Their faces were distorted by grief, their eyes were red, tears were welling up in their eyes, but they tried hard not to let them fall.

They came behind the two of them, and the suppressed grief and anger seemed like a volcano about to erupt.

"Senior Sister Mu, what are you waiting for? The demons have slaughtered our disciples, and now the leader has also been killed. Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"

"Yes, Senior Sister. So many of our fellow disciples died tragically before our eyes, and we were helpless. Now that the Sect Leader is gone, we have become an irreconcilable enemy with the demons!"

"Please ask Senior Sister Mu to give the order to kill the demons!"

The sorrowful requests rang in Mu Wushuang's ears, exhausting her who was already depressed. She even seemed to have lost the strength to raise her head.

On the other side, Xiao Rou, who was below, felt a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surge in her heart when she saw those disciples from Yaoguang Fairyland flying towards Mu Wushuang, like a cold snake slowly crawling up her spine.

She subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword in her hand. The lines on the hilt were deeply embedded in her palm, causing a sharp pain.

Then, the grief-stricken roar came from the sky like thunder. Xiaorou's heart sank. She knew that this fateful battle was unavoidable.

Hei Jie and Lao Niu behind him also heard the sound coming from Yaoguang Fairyland, and their faces instantly became solemn.

Sister Hei's eyes were cold at this moment. She slowly tightened her grip on the long knife, and the blade flashed with cold light, as if it could cut through the oppressive air.

Lao Niu tightened the giant axe in his hand. The sharp edge of the axe blade looked particularly dazzling in the sun. His breathing became heavy, as if he was gathering strength for the upcoming battle.

Their eyes all turned to Xiaorou, who was at the front of the team, with anticipation in their eyes, waiting for Xiaorou to make a decision.

Mu Wushuang and Xiaorou seemed to have telepathic connection. They closed their eyes slightly, and in that brief darkness, countless images flashed through their minds.

But when they opened their eyes again, there was a hint of determination in them.

At the same time, he raised his right hand, which was trembling slightly in the air, as if carrying a heavy weight.

I used all my strength to issue the order I least wanted to issue.

"kill……"

Although this command lacked confidence, it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent world.

When the demons below heard the order, they immediately rose into the air like a tide. Their shadows covered the sky and the sun, and they let out bursts of roars.

The disciples of the Yaoguang Fairyland above the sky were also fearless. They tightly grasped the fairy sword in their hands. The fairy sword flashed with colorful light, as if responding to the determination of its master.

They rushed towards the demons like meteors. For a moment, sword shadows crisscrossed, lights flashed, shouts of killing were deafening, and a war was about to break out.

Mu Wushuang and Xiao Rou, who were commanding this battle, slowly looked at each other after giving the orders.

Their eyes met, and at that moment, it seemed as if time stood still.

From each other's eyes, they clearly saw a trace of struggle and helplessness.

Deep in the Western Paradise, Ye An forcibly extracted Ye Quan's power and fought and retreated under the siege of disciples from the three holy places, including many elders in the Tribulation Crossing period.

Confucius and Dao Wuchen stared at Ye An, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

As more and more disciples surrounded him, Ye An gradually felt dazed, and every time he lost consciousness for a short time, he would gain a wound on his body.

Although he relied on the formation to attack from a distance, it was still difficult to avoid the sharp sword energy and Wen Xiu's attacks.

"Why are there so many people..."

Ye An was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, as if he was trying to breathe all the air in the world into his lungs.

While he was trying hard to keep the formation running, the light of the formation flickered under his support, like a candle in the wind.

While carefully guarding against Confucius and Dao Wuchen above, he kept an eye on their movements out of the corner of his eyes, fearing that they would suddenly attack.

He also had to force himself to remain sensible. The backlash from Ye Quan's power consumed too much energy for a moment, and his body seemed to be drained of energy.

"It's so annoying. I really want to use a Gatling gun to shoot you guys..." Ye An cursed secretly in his heart. Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in his extremely dark pupils, as if he saw a ray of dawn in the darkness.

"Gatling..."

He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and the fatigue and confusion in his eyes were instantly replaced by madness and excitement.

Ignoring the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, the blood dripping down his chin to the ground, splashing blood flowers, he laughed cruelly.

“Hahahaha, since you want to die, I’ll show you what a Gatling gun with blue flames is.”

Ye An laughed wildly, and his laughter echoed in the ruins, making people feel creepy.

At this moment, his entire body was covered in blood, and his dark pupils made him look like a demon from the underworld, emitting a terrifying aura.

Ye An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and quickly carved a mysterious pattern on the ground, muttering: "Creation array, according to my heart, create what I have seen."

The formation glowed with light, and countless blue threads intertwined to form what he had in mind.

This formation consumes a lot of mental energy. Just by setting it up in such a simple way, Ye An felt his spirit was drained.

But just such a simple construction was rapidly consuming Ye An's mental energy.

Beads of sweat the size of beans gradually appeared on his forehead, slid down his cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and were instantly evaporated by the light of the formation.

His eyes began to become blurred and his body began to tremble slightly. This is why it can be said that the Creation Formation is the lowest ranked formation in the entire "Compendium of Formations".

The mental and spiritual power required were too enormous. Even the brief use of Ye Quan's power now made Ye An feel hollowed out.

"No, I still need a spirit gathering array to help me..." Ye An gritted his teeth and endured the mental pain.

He held the creation array steady with one hand, and that hand was shaking slightly in the air, as if it was under tremendous pressure.

The other hand quickly carved out a spirit gathering array in the void.

As the spirit gathering formation took shape, it provided Ye An with some spiritual energy replenishment, which made him feel much better about his consumption.

Dao Wuchen and Kong Fuzi in the sky sensed something was wrong and attacked immediately.

Ye An raised his head and smiled evilly: "It's too late..."