Longevity: Start Farming with Entries Chapter 326 - 305: Massacre of the City

Qin Ming took out the Stone Talisman and just opened the Little Spirit Realm to arrive in the outside world.

The Heaven-Devouring Rat in the Spirit Beast Bag spoke in a grave tone:

"Master, there’s a strong aura of demonic cultivation emanating from the direction of Three Immortals City, sothing must have happened."

Qin Ming was stunned when he heard this. In the past, he definitely wouldn’t have intervened, but now with sufficient strength, he naturally had to go take a look.

He imdiately turned back and brought along Silver-Winged and the Profound Water Crocodile.

He then mounted the Silver-winged Frost Bee and rapidly flew towards the direction of Three Immortals City.

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Outside Three Immortals City, black clouds roiled.

Thousands of Demonic Cultivators surrounded the entire city, leaving no gaps.

The bodies of cultivators outside the city were strewn across the ground, the sll of blood thick in the air.

The purple light shield of the Defense Array began to falter under the countless attacks filled with Evil Qi from the demonic cultivators.

The nurous Loose Cultivators and cultivators from the Golden Kui Sect, who were guarding the city, began to show expressions of fear as they watched the scene of demonic aura surging outside the city.

"City Lord Fan, how much longer can we hold out here? I’ve already sent a distress signal to the Sect, but I was inford that the Sect has also been attacked by Demonic Cultivators," Chenn Beixuan’s face was sowhat grim.

He couldn’t figure out how so many demonic cultivators had appeared out of nowhere.

This left them completely unprepared, resulting in heavy losses.

Now, inside Three Immortals City, only City Lord Fan and he were at Late-stage Foundation Establishnt, but even facing the nurous demonic cultivators was futile.

Moreover, the opponent’s ranks also included quite a few Foundation Establishnt Demon Cultivators.

"It’s the people from Primordial Demon Sect and Joyful Union Sect."

Just then.

Several dozen miles away from the city, black clouds churned, and several pitch-black Escape Lights instantly arrived from the distance.

The figures of a hawk-nosed sinister man and a wanton yet elegant, handso youth appeared.

These were none other than Qiu Ye and Ye Wuxian, who had transmitted here earlier.

With the appearance of these two, a terrifying mana aura of Foundation Establishnt Perfection instantly descended outside the city.

"Foundation Establishnt Perfection Demonic Cultivator!"

City Lord Fan looked at the outside, horrified, and Chenn Beixuan also showed a complex and conflicted expression.

"Old Fan, I’m afraid we can’t hold this city today."

"Prepare to abandon the city and escape for your life."

But before he could finish speaking, what shocked the two even more happened next.

Behind the hawk-nosed man and elegant handso man.

A dark red dragon-patterned carriage slowly appeared, moving through the air, with a semi-open cabin and only an ornate sunshade canopy.

The carriage had no Spirit Beast pulling it, and inside the vehicle, a demonically handso youth lay slanting on the throne, a rhomboid cyan rune marked on his forehead.

At first glance, there was no mana fluctuation on this person.

Qiu Ye of the Primordial Demon Sect and Ye Wuxian of the Joyful Union Sect, upon seeing this person’s arrival, hurriedly lowered their previous arrogant stances and bowed respectfully towards the carriage’s direction:

"Greetings to Lord Upper Envoy Yangg!"

The cultivators inside Three Immortals City were thoroughly panicked upon seeing this scene. Besides Golden Core Demonic Cultivators, who else could command two Foundation Establishnt Perfection Great Cultivators to behave so subserviently?

Even City Lord Fan and Chenn Beixuan, who guarded Three Immortals City, couldn’t hold on any longer.

The demonically handso youth on the dark red dragon-patterned carriage spoke indifferently:

"I heard that a ghost disaster relic appeared in this realm, which is the palace of White Bone the Old Demon. Although I didn’t find the Hook Jade Golden Light Mirror, it was still worth the trip, as I captured a decent subordinate."

"The cultivators in this city will serve as the perfect nourishnt for him."

With that said, he took out a black Ghost Banner, waved it once, and instantly black Demonic Qi surged out, from which erged a green-haired fanged Demon Corpse, emitting a terrifying mana fluctuation of Core Formation Level!

"Cyan Scale Ghost King!"

Qiu Ye and Ye Wuxian on the side couldn’t help but break out into cold sweats at the sight of the Ghost King.

They both knew well that this Ghost King was born from Tai Lake Ruins, causing chaos all over Liang Country, its strength unmatched.

Even Golden Core Ancestors had to stay clear.

Unexpectedly, such a formidable Golden Core Level ghost creature had been subdued by Upper Envoy Yangg, revealing the true extent of his cultivation.

Cyan Scale Ghost King stood over eight feet tall, with a burly physique, clad in White Bone Armor and wielding a Ghost Head Halberd, exuding a violent and ferocious aura that instantly enveloped the entire city.

Chenn Beixuan, seeing this, could no longer hold on.

He shouted lowly to City Lord Fan:

"Run quick!"

Suddenly.

Cyan Scale Ghost King waved the Ghost Head Halberd in his hand downward, a sharp black light swept out, cutting through the sky and striking the Defense Array of Three Immortals City.

Bang! Crack!

The purple defensive light shield shattered like foam under such a terrifying blow, collapsing and disintegrating.

His gaze beca bloodthirsty as he focused on the escaping figures of City Lord Fan and Chenn Beixuan.

Among the city’s cultivators, theirs were the highest in cultivation, making them the best supplents for him.

City Lord Fan felt an icy, bone-piercing chill locking onto him, startling him out of his wits. He imdiately took out a life-saving talisman and slapped it onto himself.

But in the next instant.

A ghostly mist rose from Cyan Scale Ghost King’s body, and he instantly vanished.

Squish!

By the ti he reappeared, he had already pierced through City Lord Fan’s back, a pair of steel-like ghost claws erging from his chest, clutching a pulsating heart dripping with blood.

City Lord Fan’s face turned as pale as paper, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at the spot in his chest where blood continued to gush.

Soon after, his pupils beca unfocused, and his consciousness sank into boundless darkness...

The Loose Cultivators in the city, witnessing this scene, saw that even a powerful Late-stage Foundation Establishnt like City Lord Fan couldn’t withstand a single strike from this ghost creature.

Each of them was scared out of their wits, scattering in all directions, wailing and fleeing.

Chenn Beixuan’s heart plunged into despair, realizing he too couldn’t escape the grasp of this Golden Core Level Ghost King.

With the array broken and the gates wide open, Demonic Cultivators from the Primordial Demon Sect and Joyful Union Sect flooded into the city, launching a massacre.

Instantly, a scene of hell unfolded here.

Ye Wuxian and Qiu Ye also began to take out their respective Demonic Artifacts, descending to harvest the lives of cultivators.

Both of them possessed Foundation Establishnt Perfection demonic cultivation, each ti they attacked, a large number of cultivators fell like wheat, becoming the souls of the Demonic Artifacts in their hands.

The demonically handso youth known as Upper Envoy Yangg sat on the dark red dragon-patterned carriage, watching everything unfold with cold eyes, without a ripple in his heart.

Chenn Beixuan desperately unleashed several of his trump cards, transforming into a blue afterimage, fleeing for his life.

But the Cyan Scale Ghost King, who had consud City Lord Fan completely, instantly pursued him once again.

The Cyan Scale Ghost King’s eyes glead with a green light, there was no way he would let this ant in front of him escape.

With just a blink, he appeared behind Chenn Beixuan, extending a sharp claw, the black nails glistening with dark cold light, clawing towards him in an instant.

Chenn Beixuan, eyes filled with despair, was about to make one final struggle when.

Whoosh!

Slash!

A streak of light flashed by, seemingly drawing a thin cyan line in the air, directly severing one of the Cyan Scale Ghost King’s hands!

Followed by an overwhelming Spiritual Pressure, from afar to near, descending upon Three Immortals City.

Those bloodthirsty, murderous Low-Tier Demonic Cultivators, under this vast Spiritual Pressure, suddenly burst open one after another.

The demonically handso youth on the dark red dragon-patterned carriage, upon seeing this, showed an extrely grave expression, stood up, and looked into the distance across the sky.

Only to see space violently oscillating, then rippling out like water waves, revealing a young man with ordinary features, exuding Spiritual Pressure that changed the color of all the Demonic Cultivators in the city!

Even the sinister-looking Qiu Ye and Ye Wuxian, upon seeing the opponent, were filled with fear and disbelief.

"Master Wangyue!"

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