Five Demons

"No, absolutely not give up!" Xiao Feng roared in his heart, gritting his teeth, desperately increasing the output of Immortal Power.

Su Mo's body began to tremble violently, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened a slit.

His expression was extremely painful, and the muscles on his face twitched constantly, as if he was engaged in a fierce struggle with the Evil Qi in his body.

A hint of clarity flashed in his blood-red pupils, as if searching for something.

"Get out!" Xiao Feng suddenly roared, pushing his hands forward fiercely.

In an instant, a surging wave of Immortal Power exploded within Su Mo's body like a monstrous tidal wave.

The remaining Evil Qi scattered and fled under this power, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely dispelled.

Su Mo's skin regained its color at a visible speed, and the blood-red in his eyes faded, replaced by a clear and bright gaze.

He weakly raised his hand, trembling as he stroked his daughter's cheek, and said in a hoarse voice, "Su Xueqing... it's really you..."

Su Xueqing's tears fell like rain, and she tightly held Wu Yang's Father's hand.

Su Mo looked at his daughter, his eyes filled with relief and guilt.

He wanted to say something, but was too weak to speak, so he could only convey his love with his eyes.

Xiao Feng gasped for breath, his face as pale as paper.

He forced himself to stand up, carried the weak Su Mo on his back, and then reached out to pull Su Xueqing: "This place is not suitable to stay for long, let's find a place to settle Uncle first."

His voice carried undisguised fatigue, and his body swayed slightly, clearly having expended a great deal of energy.

The three stumbled back in the direction they came from.

Xiao Feng brought Su Xueqing and Su Mo to the edge of the Wushan Seal, and said with a solemn expression, "Su Xueqing, you take Su Mo and leave here first."

Su Xueqing was startled when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "What about you? What are you staying here to do?"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath: "I must go and repair the Seal, and absolutely not let the Demon God in Witch Mountain be resurrected!"

Hearing this, Su Xueqing couldn't help but worry: "But... can you do it alone? Do you want me to stay and help you?"

Xiao Feng gently shook his head, a wry smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "If you stay, it will distract me. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Su Xueqing bit her lip, and finally nodded: "Then... you must be careful."

Xiao Feng nodded solemnly, and after watching the two leave, he turned and entered the mountain, beginning to search for the zhenmo tablet.

He quickly found the location of the monument, but found that to repair the zhenmo tablet, he had to use the fire seed of the ancient Divine Beast Bi Fang.

"Damn it, where can I find Bi Fang's fire seed?" Xiao Feng cursed inwardly, and could only temporarily use his Immortal Power to barely maintain the cracks in the zhenmo tablet.

Just as he was about to leave to find a way, the Zhou Wei suddenly became windy, and the tree shadows swayed.

Xiao Feng's heart tightened, and he vigilantly looked around.

The next moment, several figures in black robes suddenly appeared around Zhou Wei, and Xiao Feng had to press his single palm against the cracks in the zhenmo tablet, his Immortal Power turning into blue light to barely stabilize the collapsing monument body.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead. He thought to himself, "Things are not good..."

Just as Xiao Feng was preparing to withdraw, black Evil Qi suddenly surged from the ground, and five figures in black robes floated in mid-air, stepping on the Evil Qi.

Under the hoods, their dark red eyes gleamed with fierce light, and evil aura lingered around their bodies.

The leading black-robed figure raised his hand and waved, and the Evil Qi condensed into bone spurs that shot towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng's figure flashed, and the Water Curtain Sky Flower instantly unfolded, thousands of water droplets forming a shield to block the bone spurs.

However, the bone spurs hitting the Water Curtain actually corroded black holes, and Xiao Feng was startled: "They are Demon Cultivators! This is big trouble..."

Xiao Feng quickly judged the situation and thought to himself: "Five Demon Cultivators, I'm afraid I can't handle them alone. I must finish the battle quickly and find an opportunity to break through!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng's palms traced mysterious trajectories, and the Water Curtain turned into nine ice dragons spiraling upwards.

The ice dragons, carrying Immortal Power, crashed towards the black-robed figures, but were swallowed by the Evil Qi.

Xiao Feng did not retreat but advanced, the ice dragons suddenly exploded, and ice crystals filled the sky, stabbing at the enemies like sharp swords.

The ice crystals were seen exploding in the air, turning into countless tiny ice needles, flashing with cold light.

The black-robed figures waved their sleeves to block the ice crystals, but the ground was frozen with spiderweb-like cracks.

Xiao Feng took the opportunity to retreat a few steps, contemplating a plan to escape.

The remaining black-robed figures chanted in unison, and the Evil Qi gathered like ink into a huge black vortex.

In the center of the vortex, countless hideous ghost faces seemed to be roaring, emitting a chilling evil aura.

Xiao Feng's heart tightened, feeling a strong suction force pulling him towards the center of the vortex.

"Not good!" Xiao Feng cried out inwardly, quickly activating the Immortal Power within his body.

The Water Curtain Sky Flower instantly unfolded, spinning wildly to form a huge water shield that enveloped him.

The surface of the water shield shimmered, constantly changing shape to resist the suction of the vortex.

Countless ghost hands suddenly reached out from the Evil Qi vortex, scratching wildly at the water shield like hungry ghosts.

The grating sound of "crackling" was incessant, as if trying to tear the water shield apart.

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He formed hand Seals, and the Immortal Power in his entire body surged wildly, pouring into the water shield.

"Break!" Xiao Feng roared, the water shield suddenly swelled, exploding like a giant water ball.

Countless water arrows shot out in all directions, shattering all those ghost hands.

The black-robed figures couldn't help but take a few steps back, their expressions slightly changing.

Xiao Feng seized the opportunity to spot a weakness, condensed Immortal Power in his right hand, and a golden dragon-shaped energy shot out with a roar.

The energy was like a dragon and an arrow, instantly piercing through the Evil Qi vortex and sending a black-robed figure flying.

That person screamed and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

However, the remaining black-robed figures took this opportunity to pounce.

Just as Xiao Feng was about to dodge, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm.

A black-robed figure's sharp claws had already torn open his flesh, and black blood seeped into the wound, making a "hissing" corrosive sound.

"Ah!" Xiao Feng cried out in pain, feeling as if his right arm was on fire.

He endured the severe pain and formed hand Seals with his left hand to activate the Water Curtain Sky Flower.

In an instant, the water vapor in the entire area converged wildly, and the air was filled with a damp aura.

"Open!" Xiao Feng roared, and the Water Curtain condensed into a giant sword suspended in the air.

The giant sword was crystal clear throughout, emitting a sharp cold light.

Xiao Feng pointed with a wave of his hand, and the giant sword whistled down, splitting the Evil Qi like a hot knife through butter, heading straight for the black-robed figures.

With two " Phew" sounds, two black-robed figures couldn't dodge in time and were split in half by the giant sword.

They didn't even have time to scream before turning into a ball of black mist and dissipating in the air.

The remaining black-robed figures were greatly startled by this sight and turned to flee.

How could Xiao Feng miss this opportunity? He flicked his wrist, and several ice cones shot out through the air.

"Swish swish" they nailed themselves onto the black-robed figures' retreat path.

The sharp ice cones flashed with cold light, sealing off their escape route.

When the last black-robed figure turned to ash under Xiao Feng's Water Curtain Sky Flower, Xiao Feng staggered and held onto the zhenmo tablet.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and a hideous wound on his chest was still oozing blood.