In the ethereal fantasy city, Wuyou looked at his disciple kneeling in front of him, his heart tightening uncomfortably.
But at this moment, he didn't have much time to feel uncomfortable. There was no news about his junior brother, and there were dozens of promising sect disciples waiting for him to rescue him.
"Step aside!"
"Master!"
How can Wan Linglong let him? Where do you dare to give in?
Master has died here, uncle Wushang has disappeared here, and Junior Sister Gu and the other seventy-three people...
There is no news yet since everyone found him. Apparently the demon is playing a big game for them.
"Lingyun Sect needs you! Master...if he knew that you were staying in the Western World for him, he would definitely be anxious."
No problem: "..."
His heart ached.
The apprentice is not a very smart person, and his temperament is not very broad. In fact, the position of leader is not suitable for him.
But Feng Lan didn't want to be the leader, and everyone else had their own shortcomings, so the position of leader was handed over to him. Unexpectedly...
Wu Yao knew his disciple's character well, so he could guess why he hurried to the Western World without thinking too much.
"I'm going to find your great uncle."
"Uncle Fenglan is already looking for you."
Why is Wan Linglong not in a hurry?
The more Star Transformation Lords you have, the more hope you will find.
However, once the news of the master's arrival in the Western World spreads, Lingyun Sect may be in danger.
"Master, please go back with me!"
Wan Linglong begged her master, "Master is no longer here, you have to watch me stabilize the sect."
"There is no need to worry about the sect."
Wu Yao looked at his disciple who had lost a lot of weight and said, "Before I come, I will kill those who deserve to be killed and touch those who deserve to be killed."
He did more than that.
"The Demon God has no time to take care of the Fuyuan Realm now. Even if it wants to take care of it, it will be distracted. As long as its people dare to touch our Lingyun Sect, that's the time to send experience and treasures to my sect disciples."
It's reluctant to sacrifice its own clan member Yue Gui anymore. It's okay. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. Gui Cultivator is also very talented.
"Linglong, your master is a man of integrity, and the sect is in his hands. There is only one word 'stable', but you are different..."
Wu Ya stared at his disciple, "Your master died here, and your uncle and seventy-three sect disciples disappeared. Do you want to go back in shame to inherit your position as the leader?"
don't want!
So she hasn't left yet.
Wan Linglong raised her head and looked at her master.
"stand up!"
Wu Yao said to her: "I can't live with your master's death. I know that I can't live with you either."
Even if it passes now, it will be a lifelong regret in the future.
"Shuo'er, I know that you are worried about our sect."
Wu Yao looked at his apprentice's jade coffin, his eyes flashing with water, "But today we retreated. Tomorrow, the Fuyuan Realm will be the devil's second target, and Lingyun Sect will be where it opens the Fuyuan Realm."
Without blood, what else can they have? Are you still worthy of being a disciple of Lingyun Sect?
"Shuo'er, this is the last time I will teach you, blood for blood, tooth for tooth! Only by making them suffer, will those bastards dare not treat us as soft persimmons.
You wait, wait for Linglong and I to come back with ten heads to sacrifice to you. "
After hearing the news, Alliance Leader Xiao Yu hurried over and wanted to stop him. When he saw Wan Linglong kowtow to Tantai Shuo, he stood up with full fighting strength. What could he say? No words to stop it.
In these three days, he saw how much Wan Linglong was struggling.
If I really want to push her back, she will be the best head of Lingyun Sect, but... the word 'stable' may affect her life.
At this critical moment, this 'stability' will not only restrain her, but also the entire Lingyun Sect.
"Brother is going to take Linglong to do something big, so Xiao will be here first. I wish you success! If you encounter a big deal, just give us a sip of soup!"
"Hahaha! If you meet me, call the leader for soup!"
There was nothing wrong with him, so he took his disciple Wan Linglong and shrunk to an inch, and left in a few seconds.
…
In Forbidden Mountain, Huang Lianzhu is sitting in a sedan carried by four sixth-level corpse puppets. She is very excited. The missing monks from the Nine Realms are here. As long as they can be captured, the future...
"Sister Huang!"
Not far away, Miao Dasheng, the son of King Beiliu, was also sitting in the sedan chair. He smiled and waved to her, "I just warmed the wine. Do you want to come over and have a drink?"
"I'm not cold!"
Huang Lianzhu didn't like the squinting look of Miao Dasheng.
If this wasn't Forbidden Mountain and she still needed his help in controlling those corpse keepers, she would have given him a break long ago.
Those corpse keepers were moving too slowly.
It's a good thing she's here. Otherwise, if they were scattered and trying to do their own thing, let alone snatching the treasures given by the immortals, they might all be defeated one by one by the monks from the nine realms.
"Brother Miao, is the road over Hengduan Mountain blocked?"
"Don't worry, my guard chief Zheng went there in person. It must have been blocked by now."
Great Sage Miao is still in the early stages of foundation building.
At nearly a hundred years old, he originally thought that he would never be able to advance to the next level in his life, but he never thought that there were still treasures left by immortals in this world.
In the past, he would have never dared to pursue Huang Lianzhu's idea. Although King Jinjiang was not as good as her father, King Beiliu, King Nan was still her adopted father, and her own spiritual qualifications were the best among their second-generation ancestors.
It's different now.
He wanted to be the first to take advantage of the immortal treasure in the hands of the monks from the Nine Worlds.
With those things, maybe it won't be long before he can use the elixir and immortal stone to slowly increase his cultivation level.
"Now we just have to drink and eat meat and wait for the good news."
Yeah?
Huang Lianzhu didn't dare to completely believe him.
However, King Beiliu has become famous for a long time. Due to geographical reasons, without the support of Miao Dasheng, she would not be able to command the corpse raisers at all.
"Brother Miao," Huang Lianzhu pretended to be surprised, "Do you mean that Senior Zheng has received news?"
She didn't understand the special communication method used by the corpse keeper, but this idiot did.
Huang Lianzhu could only ask him.
"Not yet."
The smile on Miao Dasheng's face softened a little, "However, it is impossible for a group of weak chickens that cannot fly to get out of Forbidden Mountain on two legs."
When it comes to Forbidden Mountain, even the god-transforming monks are weak.
He is very confident.
Because not only the guard chief is here, but his father is also here, albeit secretly.
"Don't worry, Sister Huang. After the matter is completed, I will definitely ask my father to give you a favor."
Huang Lianzhu: "..."
She heard that their family wanted to pick peaches.
It doesn't matter.
Lord Demon God is not stupid, whatever they say is what they say.
Dare to take away her credit, her adoptive father is not a decoration.
"Thank you so much, Brother Miao."
Huang Lianzhu was smiling all over his face, "By the way, Brother Miao, should we inform Senior Miao about what's going on here?"
"No, time is urgent. It's too late to tell my dad now. Besides, my dad is in retreat. When we finish this big thing, wouldn't it be better to give him a surprise?"
His father said that since this old guy Huang Zhi wants to take credit, let him take the credit. All their family needs to do is make a fortune secretly.
Miao Dasheng admired Huang Lianzhu's smiling face.
Although the smile is a bit fake, it doesn't matter, as long as their family gets benefits.
As long as he is powerful, a marriage between the two princes is not impossible.
"That's it, then just listen to Brother Miao."
At this point, she tilted her ears and seemed to be listening to the long and short roars of the corpse puppets, "Brother Miao, are our people going up?"
"yes!"
Naturally, Miao Dasheng also heard it, and the smile on his face became even bigger. He was about to invite her over for a drink to celebrate, when his expression suddenly changed, "No, there is something wrong with us."
He quickly patted the ghost sign hanging on his waist, "Quick, go up and support!"
The eight bronze corpses carrying the sedan couldn't help but put down their sedan, and stepped on the dense wooden corpses and iron corpses that were still climbing up, and quickly climbed up.
"What kind of hard stubble is up there?"
Huang Lianzhu asked urgently.
"Maybe... it's a silver corpse."
The realm of pill formation?
"The silver corpse is not from our side?"
Huang Lianzhu is strange.
At this time, her complexion was already very bad.
It is unlikely that Taoist monks would use corpse puppets.
So what did Great Sage Miao want to do when he came to her?
Want to get more benefits?
"no!"
Miao Dasheng had already come out of the thick sedan chair.
Although his father also has a silver corpse level corpse puppet beside him, there are two of them.
"Sister Huang, can you ask your corpse puppet to come up and help?"
"nature!"
Huang Lianzhu slapped his ghost head card and said, "Brother Miao, you stay here first, I'll go up and take a look, get up!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the four corpse puppets carrying her jumped up, carrying the soft sedan, stepping on the heads of the corpse puppets along the way, and quickly moved up.
At this time, Shan Qing and Shui Xiu, who were behind the scenes, had already sensed that something was wrong with the greedy old guy who looked at them. One of them dragged the guy who was similar to them, and the other jumped up.
"Hoho~~ho~~~hoho~~"
Miao Bei was sweating on his forehead. He didn't know where these two silver corpses came from, but when they reached his territory, it was naturally his.
He was a corpse keeper and knew how to contain these things.
The tone of Miao Beiliu's roar had a certain control effect on the corpse puppets and could slow down their movements. In his opinion, as long as the two silver corpses had three breaths of stasis, he could use his Ghost Head Card to influence them. Even if they can't snatch them away for a while, they can still make them sluggish and fall into confusion, not knowing whose orders they should obey.
It's okay to deal with them later after he's done with the things here.
However, his thoughts were beautiful, but the reality was that the other corpse puppets were all sluggish. Shan Qing, who jumped onto his shoulders, clamped his head between his legs and spun him around fiercely.
card~
Huge pain struck, and Miao Bei's flow surface twisted.
The feeling that his neck was about to be broken frightened him.
However, having exercised his body before, he quickly followed Shan Qing's strength to rotate his body. When doing this, he was cruel, gritted his teeth, and spit out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue to the ghost head card.
At the same time, he turned his left hand, and a black bone dagger was about to pierce Shan Qing's leg.
As long as he pricks its legs, as long as the ghost head card that has been sacrificed and stained with blood on the tip of the tongue stays on its wound for three breaths, he will be its temporary master.
Peng~
A corpse puppet's head was smashed onto Miao Beiliu's head by Shui Xiu.
Two nosebleeds came out instantly, and the movements of his hands couldn't help but slow down. At this moment, Shan Qing's rotation suddenly changed from clockwise to counterclockwise.
card~
Miao Beiliu's eyes bulged with disbelief. When his arms dropped, both the Ghost Head Card and the Bone Dagger fell.
"Let's go!"
Although Gu Chengshu suspected that the person who was killed by Shan Qing and Shui Xiu had a good background, there was no time at this time. There were too many corpse puppets coming up. If he didn't leave, he might not be able to leave if there were a few more powerful corpse puppets coming later. Lost.
"Ho~~~~"
Shan Qing looked up to the sky and roared filial piety, and the many zombies surrounding him were frightened and did not dare to enter.
He didn't care about the ghost card that made him afraid. He picked up Miao Beiliu's body and led Shui Xiu to follow Gu Chengshu's footsteps and slid down from where everyone was sliding down.
Unlike the monks who used strange skis, he stood directly on Miao Beiliu's still warm body with Shui Xiu and slid down the road.
"Hoho~~~"
Eight different roars came from above, and Gu Chengshu was glad in her heart. Fortunately, everyone had already made a way for her to ski. These zombies didn't learn to ski like Shan Qing and Shui Xiu, and they couldn't catch up with them for a while.
The wind was whistling in her ears. The road down the mountain was so steep, and there were corpses rolling down from time to time. Gu Chengshu tried hard to control the skis under her feet, and her body swung with the skis from time to time to guide gravity.
After a while, she felt very cold.
The biting cold wind penetrated through every gap in the thick woolen robe.
Huang Lianzhu, who rushed up hastily, did not expect that there was not a single monk on the top of the mountain, only eight incompetent and furious corpse puppets.
The other low-level corpse puppets were all stunned, as if they didn't know what to do next.
"Where's the man? Chase him!"
Although I doubt that those people will escape through the gap she left deliberately, the gap she left is so big, as long as...
Huang Lianzhu ran to the place where everyone slipped out of the way, feeling anxious.
Miao Dasheng showed the map he had drawn on it. Unexpectedly, these monks had stayed up there for so long, and the place where they escaped was the most correct way.
"Quickly, pick up Great Sage Miao."
She waved her ghost card and ordered the corpse attendant she brought.
She was really angry to death at this time.
Of the seven corpse keepers who were supposed to come up to take command, only three came up, and all three of them were dead.
Now she could only point at Miao Dasheng.
"Stop hiding and get up here quickly. What happened here?"
The corpse attendant went down to pick up people, and Huang Lianzhu shouted to a corpse keeper who appeared, "What do you do for food?"
"King Beiliu is dead."
"What can we do, two silver corpses!"
"That's right, they also took away King Beiliu's body."
"We can't catch up. They know the way."
The four shrunken corpse keepers all climbed up. They looked at the Ghost Head Card that King Beiliu had dropped on the ground and wanted it, but they didn't dare to take it.
"Miss Huang, now you and Master Miao can only lead the corpse attendants to pursue us. You and the army led by Senior Zheng will attack from both sides and may stop them."
It's unlikely they'll be able to catch him anyway.
The silver corpse is not something they can deal with.
The most powerful corpse attendant around them is only a bronze corpse.
Can the bronze corpse be the opponent of the silver corpse? It would be fatal to catch up.
However, these two young masters and ladies should also have silver corpse level corpse attendants.
