Chapter Fifty-Seven: Drinking Under the Gallows

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  The purple bamboo sword was like an ancient mountain, crushing down with its sharp edges exposed. The poisonous devil couldn't withstand such sharpness and one by one they were chopped down, torn into shredded flesh by the sword energy.

  The two of them stopped using their sword energy. In the underground demonic prison, they were now too weak and couldn't afford to waste any more spiritual stones.

  "Way of the Sword?"

  At this time, a disciple of Ziyue Dongtian noticed an unusual glow and sensed that Qitian was different.

  Five disciples of the Violet Moon Cave Heaven had extraordinary cultivation, among them three people crossed into the Recognizing Spirit Realm, controlling the Dao tool to suppress, faintly having a Dao rhyme overflowing, and the other two disciples also unfolded their Dao power, their spirit was extremely strong, the Dao incantation stirred, transforming into ice fire knives and swords, not a single poisonous demon could escape.

  Apart from the poisonous blood, these poisonous demons were mediocre in strength, and not even as fierce as the Red Demons. With Qitian joining forces with two others, they immediately turned the tables and a group of poisonous demons was quickly slaughtered.

  "Gather the Demon's Eye and Crimson Soul Pearl, quickly! The bloody aura here is too heavy, and soon a group of demons will gather!"

  The young Daoist who controlled the red fire furnace let out a loud shout, stretched out his hand to grab them, and with a surge of Dao power, the poisonous demon skulls were shattered on the spot, and the Red Soul Beads flew out, which he put into his bosom.

  Two people weighed and took ten red soul beads and twenty magic eyes each.

  "I see that the two of you still have a shallow aura of evil, probably just entering this layer of the demonic prison. Today, thanks to the help of the two fellow Taoists, why don't we travel together and take care of each other?"

  The young Daoist who was the first to speak retrieved the stove, transformed it into the size of a palm, and stored it in his dantian. He then smiled and said: "I am Qi Ye, the 15th generation disciple of the Purple Moon Cave Heaven, and I wonder what are your intentions, fellow Daoists?"

  After a moment of contemplation, the two nodded in unison. Indeed, this layer of the demonic prison was extremely perilous, with countless demon heads lurking about. One misstep could lead to being hunted down and killed, leaving no room for escape. Traveling together would undoubtedly create more opportunities for survival.

  At once, the seven of them headed eastward, for the entrance to the second layer of the Demon Prison was in the east.

  As they journeyed through this vast and desolate land, Qī Tiān Yè occasionally conversed with the two of them, but the other four disciples rarely spoke, and were even unwilling to glance at the pair.

  "Are these two Taoist friends really swordsmen?"

  "Not bad."

  Qīzǐyè smiled and said: "The way of the sword is close to ancient times, it's difficult to cultivate. The two fellow Taoists have such great willpower, it's really rare."

  Qī zǐ yè wore a white robe, although stained with blood, it couldn't hide his elegant demeanor. Although far from being as proficient as Bù Qīng Tiān who had almost merged with the Great Dao, he wasn't much weaker than Léi Gǎng either. He was roughly, barely considered one of the top figures of the 17th generation of the Qingyun Sect.

  As for the other four people, except for two who have entered the realm of recognizing gods, there is still some residual Dao rhyme, and the other two have not yet entered the realm of recognizing gods.

  Half a time later, seven people found a faint ancient mountain to rest, during which they saw several divine lights rushing into the sky from a distance and did not intervene.

  Underground purgatory, every ancient mountain has existed for endless years. After annihilating the few Red Devils on the ancient mountain, seven people sat cross-legged at the top of the mountain.

  Without a word, the seven people took out their spiritual stones to recover their energy. The distant howling of demons was incessant, and the mountain wind seemed like ghostly wails. The seven sat cross-legged at the summit, like seven ancient rocks, unmoving and unwavering.

  One hour later.

  Qīzǐyè opened his eyes and glanced at the two people in front of him, a cold smile spreading from the corner of his mouth. After counting his breaths, he closed his eyes again.

  Not far away, Qi Tian's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and quickly recovered.

  Two hours later, everyone woke up one after another.

  "Two fellow Taoists, there are several jars of strong wine here in Ziyeh. After we drink, let's go down the mountain and behead those three hundred demons!"

  Qīzǐyè smiled and said, with a wave of his right hand, two jars of strong wine suddenly appeared in front of Qítiān and the other person. At the same time, four jars also appeared in front of each of the four Zǐyuèdòngtiān disciples.

  With a wave of his hand, Qi Ye opened the seal and said in a distant and respectful tone: "Please, both of you!"

  After finishing speaking, he took a big gulp of wine, and a jar of strong liquor was quickly drunk, with no sign of drunkenness on his face.

  He smiled and raised his wine jug, drinking it all in one gulp with Yun Fei.

  Four other Ziyue Dongtian disciples also laughed and raised their wine jugs, drinking them dry in one gulp.

  Seven Purple Nights Five People Get Up.

  Qitian put down the wine jug and smiled lightly: "Senior brother, having only strong liquor isn't too dull, is it?"

  Throwing the wine jar down from the mountain peak, Yun Fei said: "What does that junior brother want to do?"

  "A cold glint flashed in his eyes as Qi Tian said, 'Use human heads to toast!'"

  The five disciples of Ziyue Dongtian all changed their faces, and Qiye spoke in a low voice: "What do you two mean?"

  Qitian shook his head and slowly stood up, saying: "It doesn't mean anything, I just wanted to borrow the five of you for a moment."

  "How dare you!"

  A disciple of Ziyue Dongtian sneered: "Two sword cultivators, dare to boast wildly. Let alone you are only at the Sword Embryo Realm, even if you were at the peak of the Sword Embryo Realm, we would not be afraid."

  "Not bad, our Ziyue Dongtian also has sword cultivators. A few days ago, our senior brother Ziye just suppressed several sword embryos in the later stages of their cultivation. Their dao swords were weak and powerless, shattering with a single touch of sword energy. Do you think that just because there are two of you, you can recreate the glory of the ancient sword immortals?"

  "Joke, if they could, the ancient swordsmanship wouldn't have declined either."

  Four of the Zi Yue Dong Tian disciples burst out laughing, and Qi Zi Yue also showed a playful expression, saying: "Don't you two feel anything unusual in your five organs and six viscera?"

  Qitian nodded: "Indeed there is a difference, but we brothers can't afford it, so thank you for your kindness."

  Whoosh——

  Whoosh——

  In an instant, two people from the Qitian clan opened their mouths, and two wine swords emitting a pale blue toxic glow directly pierced through two of the Daoji Yuanman's disciples.

  "Bastard!"

  Qī Zi Yè's furious roar, for a moment, did not investigate, unexpectedly was killed by Qí Tiān two people, his heart's anger could no longer be added, in the air sea, the crimson furnace was summoned out, pointing at Qí Tiān two people said: "I want to make you suffer a fate worse than death, and light the heavenly lantern!"

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  Qitian did not speak, the purple bamboo sword's edge was sharp and gleaming with dew, his footwork moved swiftly, in an instant he struck out three swords, on top of the three swords, each had a flash of lightning appear and disappear, the sword aura rose and fell, as if it wanted to split heaven and earth.

  Triple Battle Power!

  In that instant, Qi Tian went all out with his full strength, using the mighty power of his Xiantian Sword Body to unleash three swords in a flash, like three people striking at once, each sword reaching its peak.

  The majestic life energy roared, the Three Swords of Heaven's Might slashed down with force, and in an instant, it made Qī Tiān Yè reveal a look of shock. His entire body's vital energy was completely suppressed at this moment.

  "The Red Flame Burns the Mountain!"

  Qī zǐ yè dà hè, dǎ chū dào jué, chì yàn lú zhōng, dùn shí yǒu chì bái sè liè yàn qīng fù ér chū, huà wéi liù zhàng huǒ hǎi, dàng zài shēn qián.

  The remaining two Ziyue Dongtian disciples, seeing the situation was unfavorable, also successively struck out with their own mid-grade Dao techniques. Fire swords and ice knives materialized in mid-air, slashing down towards Qitian and his companion.

  "Cut through the sky, split the earth!"

  Yun Fei Chen He, with both hands drawing out a mysterious trajectory, two sword energies, one gold and one yellow, shot out simultaneously, and the fire sword and ice knife disappeared at the same time.

  Boom!

  At this moment, the crimson furnace let out a mournful howl, sparks flying everywhere. The six-zhang sea of flames was actually split apart, and Zi Ye's entire body shook violently, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth as he stumbled backward, his face revealing an expression of utter disbelief.

  "How is this possible? This is Sword Cultivation!"

  He took a big gulp and once again shouted out the incantation. The Scarlet Flame Furnace transformed into a massive size of five zhang, resembling a small mountain, pressing down towards Qitian with overwhelming force.

  His body shape did not retreat, the Heavenly Sword Fetus drummed and surged, the Pre-Heavenly Sword Qi slashed and chopped, consecutively chopping out forty-nine swords. Forty-nine paths of Pre-Heavenly Sword Qi tore through the sky, each one with unmatched sharpness, not inferior to a mid-grade Dao technique.

  Ouch!

  Ouch!

  The scarlet furnace shook violently and was actually split into the air by the forty-nine pre-heavenly sword auras, revealing several cracks on its body that were about a foot long.

  The way and knowledge are connected, but Qīzǐyè couldn't withstand it, spitting out a mouthful of inverted blood into the air.

  "Impossible! How could it be?"

  Qī zǐ yè dào jì sàn luàn, tā dào shí yǔ chì yàn lú xiāng lián, fēng máng jù lì chuán lái, yī shēn dào lì jī hū bèi shēng shēng dǎ sàn, bàn biān shēn zǐ sū má le, dào jué dōu nán yǐ zài jié.

  Hmph!

  Pfft——

  Qitian Fan Shen Lian Ji, eighteen pre-heaven sword auras enveloped the other two Ziyue Dongtian disciples, fire swords and ice knives shattered instantly, the pre-heaven sword aura landed on the two Taoist instruments, and the two were immediately blown away. Yun Fei Jian pointed back to Hui Yin, the golden earth double sword aura did not hesitate again, and two human heads fell from the mountain peak.

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