My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences - Chapter 284
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284 Exploding into a Bloody Mist
Their technique had changed their bodies, making them ominous. The higher the realm, the more obvious this feeling would be. From the outside to the inside, it was the same.
The countless Sacred Heart disciples, who had just been rekindled with hope, raised their hands and were ready to cheer. The next moment, they saw Ji Yuan explode in an instant. The faces of those disciples turned pale, and their eyes filled with despair.
“Reckless, too reckless!” Zou Shuang looked at Ji Yuan, and his expression turned ugly. How could he have such a stupid partner? All he knew was to eat and be reckless. Now, their only chance of winning had been ruined.
He looked at Qin Huai, who was once again going through the army of the Sacred Heart sect and slaughtering them. His expression was also extremely ugly.
!!
He couldn’t fight! He absolutely could not fight! Facing Qin Huai at this moment, there was only death!
And so, Zou Shuang made up his mind and turned to run.
“Where are you running to!” Behind him, Qin Huai’s furious roar turned into a terrifying sound wave, exploding in Zou Shuang’s ears with a shocking might.
Boom!
Rumble
The terrifying roar lasted for a few seconds, which could have also been his long life.
Bang!
Zou Shuang only had time to activate the blood heart force. His entire body exploded into a bloody mist on the spot.
“Ding! You have collected a [Blood Heart Force Comprehension], [Blood Heart Force] +20%!”
The two martial artists at the fifth-level bone pattern realm were the leaders of the Sacred Heart sect’s disciples. Under Qin Huai’s attacks, they only lasted for a few breaths. They all exploded into a bloody mist, and not even a bit of flesh could be found.
The originally excited Sacred Heart disciples had completely lost their will to fight. The moment Zou Shuang exploded, they fled in all directions.
“Kill! Leave no one alive!” Qin Huai’s voice was like thunder, spreading far and wide in the sky above Nine Dragons Mountain.
The disciples of the Nine Dragons sect and the Twin Extreme sect on the mountain were completely fanatical. One by one, they chased after the Sacred Heart disciples.
Qin Huai’s face turned slightly pale. The dragon king’s force that controlled the dragon corpse was rapidly being consumed. He didn’t dare to chase after them and charged straight toward Song Ya and Feng Xigu’s army on the other side of Nine Dragon Mountain.
Across the mountain, all they could hear was a violent roar and the huge dragon corpse that Qin Huai was waving about.
Furthermore, the county governor beside him, who had gone crazy from the pain of losing his son, had no intention of retreating. With the Sacred Heart sect’s men stalling for time, it might not be a bad chance for them to risk their lives.
“Form the four-directional tiger-wolf formation!”
The soldiers all over the mountain stood still on the blood sea. They executed the four-directional tiger-wolf technique as if it were a natural action. At the same time, two streams of blood spurted out from their noses, and a faint shadow formed above their heads. Their eyes turned red, and they were overcome with bloodlust.
“Kill them!” Feng Xigu roared, leading his army up the peak of Nine Dragons Mountain.
But then, they saw a giant dragon head rise up in front of them. In the center of the head, Qin Huai’s eyes shone like those of a god.
“It’s time to settle all the old and new grudges,” Qin Huai said, looking at Song Ya, whom he had met only twice. Despite this, they had become enemies since the first time they met outside of Pingnan City.
“General Song,” Qin Huai’s voice was cold and emotionless. “If it weren’t for you, how could I have been separated from so many close friends for a year? We have yet to meet again.”
“How much power do you have now?” Song Ya grinned, feigning calmness. He could already see the blood-soaked lowlands and streams on the other side of the mountain. However, he still had thousands of troops behind him to form the four-directional tiger-wolf formation, and he might not be defeated.
“Hand over your life for my son!” Feng Xigu brandished his sword, which drew power from the thousands of soldiers behind him, condensing a shocking red light on the tip of the blade.
The dragon corpse’s tail came crashing down from the sky, smashing into the army formation. Corpses and minced meat flew everywhere, and Feng Xigu was sent flying into Nine Dragons Mountain. The red light disappeared without a trace, and the long sword was shattered into pieces. Hundreds of soldiers died on the spot.
Song Ya had thought they could fight, but they were shattered upon contact.
Qin Huai’s dragon might swept across the mountain, sending trees and people flying. Hundreds of warriors in the blood refinement realm and bone pattern realm were thrown into the sky, their bodies turning to meat paste as they fell.
The so-called great blood refinement and fourth or fifth-level bone pattern realm were no match for Qin Huai. On Nine Dragons Mountain, it was a hellish scene. His eyes were cold and emotionless.
“Qin Huai!” Song Ya’s voice trembled as he knelt on the ground, completely shaken by the scene before him. “Sect Master Qin! Mr. Qin Let me go, I’m willing to work for you for the rest of my life!”
The white light in Qin Huai’s eyes suddenly flickered and dissipated. The next instant, the kneeling and crying Song Ya charged forward.
Qin Huai’s eyes shone with white light once again.
“Qin!” Song Ya ran toward Qin Huai, sliding down on his knees as he rushed to him.
Boom!
The mysterious patterns on the dragon bones lit up inch by inch, and the dragon’s head opened its mouth and pounced on Song Ya.
Qin Huai seemed to be retreating frantically as he watched the dragon’s body pass by him.
Crack!
The dragon’s teeth closed, and Song Ya’s body exploded on the spot.
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