In the darkness of the night, the carriage that came like a hell continued to walk.

When Shangqiu's cavalry appeared in front of this carriage, the Demon Sect in the carriage didn't get much time to rest.

The people of the Northern Wei Dynasty didn't want him to rest.

As more and more people died, more and more people understood that his strength and cultivation were even far superior to those of the Three Saints of the Southern Heavens, and it was almost impossible for him to have equal power in the world.

But the Northern Wei people were still not convinced.

Or revenge.

Even if a cultivator is powerful, even if he can draw strength by killing them, in their opinion, he will eventually get tired after sleepless, and even if a cultivator absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, even if he just condenses the aura of heaven and earth, he will consume his spirit.

The current Demon Sect is so powerful that it seems that killing people only requires a single thought, but even if it is perceived, even if it is thought, it will take energy.

So in the dark night, when Shangqiu's cavalry appeared in front of this carriage, there were still stubborn figures on the road from time to time rushing out, and then collapsed around the carriage and died.

It was the two horses that dragged the wagon.

The two horses were actually dead during the day, but as the vitality that accompanied death continued to soak into their bodies, the two horses were now completely black and had become zombie-like monsters.

They had long since lost their consciousness, and their flesh and blood seemed to have become objects driven by that kind of vitality, and they were just moving forward mechanically, without even changing the speed at which they were moving.

The darkness of these two horses was enough to make the cavalry from Shangqiu feel uneasy, but they still rushed forward with great vigour.

Their heroism was nothing more than a flash of arrogance between heaven and earth in the somewhat numb perception of the Demon Sect at this time, and he then moved numbly.

Those Yuan Qi scattered in the heavens and the earth combined with the True Yuan that he was scattered outside the carriage and turned into invisible needles.

After each needle is formed, it pierces the heart veins of these cavalry soldiers, blocking the most important blood vessel in the heart vein.

These cavalry soldiers continued to fall from the horses, slamming the ground, those uncontrollable war horses naturally felt the strange aura on this carriage, did not dare to approach at all, neighed and rushed towards both sides of the road, even if the ground on both sides of the road was uneven, even if some war horses broke their hooves and feet at the moment of rushing down, and fell to the ground with a wail, but they could not stop the war horses behind them from running away in a hurry.

Shangqiu's cavalry obviously learned some lessons from the Huaizhou army, although they came to send them to death, but in the process of these cavalry rushing to the carriage, they still threw a lot of hook nets and hooks, threw out a lot of lead powder, and set up many roadblocks on the road behind them, which could still cause more trouble and trouble to the Demon Sect after all, for example, he could no longer lie peacefully in this carriage that he was already familiar with.

Rumble!

The carriage, which was moving at a fixed speed, crashed like a hill into the rocks blocking the road, and at the same time, dozens of hooks that had been hit and broken by the carriage flew in the air and exploded.

The two walking corpse-like horses instantly turned into a mass of broken flesh, and the carriage behind them was torn apart at the moment of the loud crash.

The figure of the Demon Sect appeared in the night.

He fell, on the back of a war horse that had lost its owner.

There were no cheers.

But there were a lot of relieving roars.

This is very much in line with the temper of the vast majority of Northern Wei people.

Even if I can't beat you, I'm going to make your life uncomfortable and unhappy.

The Demon Sect frowned slightly.

This kind of killing made him a little numb, and the roar of these Shangqiu cavalry naturally couldn't make his mood fluctuate in any way.

It's just that when he sat on the back of the horse and walked in the direction of Luoyang in a more tired posture, he felt that his body was also a little numb.

He is constantly fighting, constantly using the true element, and then constantly absorbing the vitality of the true yuan from the people who are killed, and the true yuan and qi and blood in his body are running very fast, and this kind of physical numbness cannot of course come from the lack of qi and blood.

If the flesh is strong and excessively tired, it is also soreness and swelling rather than this loss of numbness.

This feeling is like he has been walking in the alpine region of Mobei for a long time, and the cold cold continues to invade, freezing his flesh and blood to a little numb.

He thought it was a little weird.

It's just that even with his cultivation and perception at this time, it was difficult for him to understand the source of this numbness for a while.

However, for some reason, there was a slight excitement in his heart.

He had a gut feeling that this didn't seem like a bad thing.

For these cavalry troops in Shangqiu, he was a little distracted at this time, and seemed to be a little sluggish.

Two flying swords that had been preparing one after the other, flashed like thunder, a flying sword flew from the front, piercing between his eyebrows, and a flying sword in the back flew up in a pool of blood, sticking to the ground like lightning, stabbing fiercely into the belly of the war horse he was riding, to pierce the belly of the horse, and then stab at his body.

There was a soft pop.

A white glow bloomed in the center of his eyebrows.

The flying sword stabbed in front of him froze in front of him, and then fell weakly, falling into his hand.

A ray of red light appeared before the tip of the flying sword that pierced the belly of the horse under him, and the horse jumped up in pain.

The flying sword, which had just pierced into the horse's belly by only an inch, suddenly changed the direction of its travel, like a dragonfly flying out diagonally, slicing the throats of several cavalry soldiers attacking behind the Demon Sect.

Still not able to cause substantial damage to the Demon Sect.

Even the belly of the war horse under him was only stabbed with a non-fatal wound.

But in the eyes of all these cavalrymen who looked at death as if they were home, a flame of hope was lit.

They were sure that at that moment, something was wrong with the Demon Sect.

"What's the problem?"

The Demon Sect also knew that something was wrong.

His eyes closed slightly, then he took a deep breath.

Before that, he had killed too many people, and to kill these people, he only needed to use small means, and he didn't need to absorb the vitality brought by those deaths with all his strength. But at this moment, as he inhaled, he began to do his best to absorb the vitality from the surrounding heaven and earth from the people he had killed.

As he breathed, his chest and lungs bulged high.

Countless visible gray currents formed in the night, gathering more and more, like two gray-black cords, rushing into his nostrils.

At the same time, more gray currents rushed directly into his body, like a flame burning, pulsating through his body, then into his skin, into his meridians and knots.

A more numbing sensation arose in his body.

For a moment, he felt like he had lost control of his body, and he felt as if his whole body had become a piece of wood that had nothing to do with him.

But in the next moment, an even stranger feeling flooded his mind.

He felt as if he had become two people alone.

It was as if he saw two of himself.