Chapter 210 Ambush and Spiritual Tide(1/2)
After the three monks in black were scared away, Wei Changqing flew to chase after him, while Gongsun Yu went to rescue his Taoist couple anxiously.
He ordered the flying sword to turn into a stream of light, swam around him, cutting off the chains that bound Song Xiaoying.
"Husband, go and help Uncle Wei quickly, and you must not let these thieves go!"
As soon as Song Xiaoying escaped from the trap, she said with regret.
"Uncle Wei said halfway through, this group of thieves came strangely. Let me show up first and then leave a guard to wait.
Xiaoying, don’t worry, with his uncle’s cultivation, he will definitely be able to deal with several thieves in the Foundation Establishment Stage!”
It turned out that Wei Changqing was also a cautious person. The chance of meeting a group of evil cultivators in the vast sea was too small.
He suspected that there was a fraud, so he asked Gongsun Yu, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, to show up first, and to observe in secret, confirm that there was no ambush, and then come forward to kill the enemy.
Therefore, Gongsun Yu in the middle stage of foundation building can only come back "first" than Wei Changqing, who was a junior in Jiedan.
"Well, husband, there is a thief who was seriously injured by me with a talisman. I don't know if he is dead."
Song Xiaoying remembered that there were still remaining enemies here, so she wanted to raise her sword and go forward.
"Xiaoying, you consume a lot of mana, so let me get rid of him."
Gongsun Yu stopped his Taoist couple, and his eyes flew over the place where the monk in black was falling.
Although the spiritual sense could no longer sense the opponent's magic power, Gongsun Yu was still the commander of the flying sword and cut the fallen monk in black into three sections in order to be on the safe side.
After waiting for a while, no soul escaped. It seemed that I had died for a while and the soul had dispersed.
"Hmph, it's a bargain!"
Gongsun Yu snorted coldly and flew back to Song Xiaoying.
At this time, Song Xiaoying was praising the girl surnamed Fan. It was the other party's response and command that allowed many people to be dragged back to Wei Changqing and others to return to help.
"Mengyi, this time, you have commanded a group of junior brothers and sisters. After I go back, I will take you as a disciple and pass on your sword technique!"
After hearing this, none of the Qi-refining disciples were jealous. Fan Mengyi's actions had already made everyone admire him, and at this time they were only happy for her.
"Thank you, Uncle Song, I will definitely practice hard in the future and expand my Qingling Sect!"
Fan Mengyi was overjoyed. Although she knew that she performed well this time and she should have some rewards in the sect, she did not expect that she could be accepted as a disciple by Song Xiaoying, one of the only foundation-building cultivators in the sect.
In this way, her chances of advancement in foundation building will be greatly enhanced.
"Hehe, in the future? You have no future!"
A sharp lunar calendar sounded suddenly, and everyone hurriedly looked at the sound, and saw an old man in black robe looking at them with a playful look on his face.
The old man in black robe could fly in the air. In Gongsun Yu's spiritual sense, the other party seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, making him unable to understand the other party's cultivation level.
Gongsun Yu immediately knew that he was going to suffer. Among the thieves, there were also monks in the Killing Dan stage, and they also used the plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain very cunningly.
While frightened, he was also very confused at this time. Why should he be a cultivator in the Killing Dan stage be in trouble with his low-level disciples and use despicable means regardless of his identity?
"Girl, do you want to use the sound transmission note? No need to worry, look at who it is."
The old man in black robe waved his hand and pointed at the few black dots flying from the horizon.
In a short while, the black spots came closer and turned into several figures.
I saw that two of them were monks in black who had fled, and Wei Changqing was pale and trapped by the two of them using magic weapons.
It turned out that all this was the conspiracy of this group of monks in black.
This attack was not an accidental encounter. This group of evil cultivators had been following Qingling Sect's group for several days with the help of treasures. In order to capture Wei Changqing alive, they started with the attack on the coral reef and performed a scene.
Just now, Wei Changqing went to chase the three black-clothed monks. After he successfully killed one, he was about to kill him again. A shocking magic fluctuation suddenly broke out under the sea.
The old man in black robe who had been ambushing for a long time took advantage of Wei Changqing's unpreparedness and used magic weapons to attack him seriously.
This time, Wei Changqing was not cautious when he was attacked. But he didn't expect that the evil cultivator could be so cruel and ignore his subordinates' lives at all.
Seeing that his elder Jiedan was captured, the disciples of Qingling Sect lost their fighting spirit and did not resist much, and they were all banned from the magic weapon sacrificed by the old man in black robe.
Then, the old man in black robe set out a black boat and ordered everyone to board it, and then ordered it to fly to one place.
After about a hundred miles of flight, everyone was taken to a giant floating ship that was dozens of feet long and was flying slowly.
The ship is all black and has a blood moon flag on the black background. There are not many people on the ship, but they are all wearing black clothes and have the lowest foundation-building cultivation.
"Blood Moon Sect! You are from the Blood Moon Sect!"
When Song Xiaoying saw the flag, she immediately recognized the origin of the evil cultivator in black. She immediately stared at the edge of the ship and rushed towards the edge of the ship. She was determined to die.
Unfortunately, it was obviously not the first time that the monks in black who were guarding them encountered this situation. They pinched the magic tricks in time and activated the restriction on the chain, causing Song Xiaoying to fall down screaming.
"Stop! What did you thief do to my Taoist couple!"
Gongsun Yu was very anxious and wanted to step forward to stop the monk in black from casting spells, but was kicked to the ground by another monk in black.
"Take me down and take good care of me! I'll send this male disciple to me. What should I prepare? I don't need to give more instructions?"
As soon as the old man in black robe spoke, the monks in black on the boat stepped forward one after another and escorted the disciples of Qingling Sect into the trunk of the boat.
Although Fan Mengyi was also at a loss, she was still calm. While being escorted, her agile eyes were observing the surrounding environment.
When they descended to the third floor, they were taken to a place full of prison cells.
There are many young and beautiful female cultivators in these cells, most of whom have dull eyes and no reaction when they see Fan Mengyi and others passing by.
Soon, except Gongsun Yu, the other disciples of Qingling Sect were detained in a prison cell.
On the deck, an obese old woman walked out of the trunk with a cane. She walked to the imprisoned Wei Changqing, glanced at him from head to toe, nodded with satisfaction:
"Okay, this person is suitable for old man to practice qigong. If my junior brother takes action, I will offer the spiritual transformation pill that I had promised before. After my old man returns to the island, he will serve it."
"Hehe, don't forget it."
The old man in black robe laughed sharply.
At this moment, an amazing wave of spiritual energy came from a distance, and the two of them changed their faces and looked southeast at the same time.
I saw a red spiritual tide surged in and rushed to the black ship in the blink of an eye.
The simple protective formation on the outer layer of the black ship was instantly broken by the spiritual tide. Although the old man in black robe and the fat woman supported the protective spirit cover, she couldn't help but take two steps back.
When the two were surprised why such a surging spiritual tide arose, the old man in black robe suddenly felt a slap in his heart and screamed and turned around suddenly.
Under the impact of the spiritual tide, the restriction that tied up Wei Changqing's chains was temporarily invalidated. Wei Changqing seized the opportunity to lift his magic power and broke free from the shackles.
After shooting a spell at the old man in black robe who had turned around, he flew up and flew towards the direction where the spiritual tide was coming.
The old man in black robe waved his hand to break up the spell that was coming. He looked so cold that he was about to chase him, but was stopped by the fat old woman.
"Junior brother, I will never let this person escape!"
After saying that, the fat old woman smashed the deck with a crutch in her hand, and immediately a circle of dizziness spread out from where she was smashed. The black ship adjusted its direction and chased Wei Changqing, who was fleeing.
Although Wei Changqing was seriously injured, he knew that being caught was a dilemma of life and death, so he used the secret technique of saving lives without hesitation, which made the black ship unable to catch up for the moment.
Both sides chased and fled for more than half a day. Just when Wei Changqing was about to hold on, he found a vast white sea fog in front of him, so he wanted to escape into it and breathe for a while.
However, before he could take action, a circle of terrifying golden spiritual tide surged out of the sea fog. Wei Changqing, who was at the end of his strength, was unable to resist. He was instantly shot and vomited three liters of blood and fainted.
The black ship that was chasing closely behind was not able to make any good either. The spiritual tide rushed by, and the entire ship was shaken. There were countless restrictions on the ship being destroyed by the spiritual tide.
"hateful!"
The fat old woman said angrily, and the veins on her hand holding the crutch rose. This spiritual ship was her most cherished treasure, but it has been severely damaged.
"Senior sister, don't be angry, this may be the opportunity for you and me!"
The old man in black robe stared at the fog and smiled:
"The two spiritual tides in front and behind seem to be from this fog of sea fog. It seems that this movement will occur if the treasure is born."
"What junior brother means is that he wants to go into the sea fog and explore it? However, the movement in the sea fog is so loud. If a senior is practicing here, wouldn't we beg for death?"
The fat old woman also had plans to explore, but she was a little hesitant.
"Senior sister, if you miss this opportunity, you will definitely make me regret it in the future.
If my senior sister is afraid of danger, I might as well send some disciples to check it out first. Even if there is really danger, it will not be difficult for me to escape with my senior sister's Black Wind Boat."
The old man in black robe rolled his eyes and exclaimed.
The fat old woman could not resist the temptation. After nodding slightly, she sent three black monks to take back Wei Changqing who was fainting and falling from the sea, and the other two entered the sea fog to explore.
The monk in black who was pointed at looked bitter. Such a business that was full of risks but could not get any benefits were full of things. They were full of things, but they did not want to do it, but they did not have the courage to refuse.
He could only rush to the place where Wei Changqing fell into the sea as fast as possible, and salvage it like a scramble.
The two of them who didn't get it lamented, not daring to be too slow and slowly flew towards the sea fog.
At this moment, a figure in a Confucian scholar's robe flew out from the sea fog, and each hand shot a fireball and a golden light.
Although the two monks in black had to resist with all their strength, one was burned to ashes by the fireball and the other was split into two pieces by the golden light.
With Luo Hong's spiritual sense, he had already noticed the escaped Wei Changqing and the black ship who was chasing him, but this matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know the grudges and entanglements, so he didn't plan to take action.
But this group of black ship monks obviously became interested in Haiwu and sent people to investigate. Luo Hong could not sit idly by and could only kill them.
Luo Hong couldn't help but frown when he used his spiritual sense to sweep the black ship inside and out.
To be continued...