Chapter 281 The fire of salary can start a prairie fire
Chapter 281 A fire can start a prairie fire
Half of the wall slid down, and the fiery red sun shone on Ren Qing's body.
He slowly walked out of the morning street, and the ghostly shadow returned to the soles of his feet again, and the buildings suspended in the air fell like raindrops.
Bang bang bang bang...
Ren Qing stopped walking. He had obviously noticed something strange in Qingyan Town, and there was a deep cave in front of him.
He used the soul butterfly projection to notify Wuwei Taoist Temple and let the mountain gate be prepared. He also had secret hands to support him at any time.
The ground suddenly shook.
In the cave covered with spider silk, it seemed that something huge was approaching quickly.
The sunlight was immediately blocked by a large area of shadow, and a strange tiger was lying at the entrance of the cave, emitting a terrifying demonic aura that seemed to be real.
It was a giant black spider more than thirty meters tall, covered in black insect beetles, with twelve blood-red eyes staring at Ren Qing.
Compared with Him, demon cultivators are like tiny ants.
The genitals on the abdomen of mountain spiders are still pregnant with eggs, and an astonishing number of small spiders crawl out of them, weaving thick spider webs on houses and the ground.
The mountain spider gave Ren Qing the impression that he was not very intelligent, but his ferocity was far beyond ordinary.
Seeing this situation, the weird people in the town all chose to wait and see. At this time, they didn't know that Ren Qing was not the Chilang demon cultivator.
However, in the eyes of the demon cultivator, he couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.
They relied on the strange practice and naturally became puppets. Even though all the forces are trying to find a way to escape, they currently have no clue.
"hiss……"
The demonic aura all over the mountain spider's body condensed, and it crawled towards Ren Qing at a speed disproportionate to its body. When its limbs were raised and dropped, many demonic cultivators turned into minced meat due to accidental killing.
Seeing this, Ren Qing stepped lightly on the ground and disappeared instantly.
He appeared above the mountain spider, and the double pupils in his eyes rotated, allowing him to detect the flaws revealed by the mountain spider.
"People...food..."
The twelve eyes of the mountain spider were not just for display. They quickly locked onto Ren Qing and spit out a spider web covering dozens of meters from its mouth.
Ren Qing calmly swung the Dragon Snake Spine, but it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea when it was chopped into the spider web. The powerful strength was absorbed by the tenacity of the spider web.
He couldn't help being surprised, and nimbly dodged the spider web.
I thought that as a magic weapon created by Blood Moon to affect the environment, Weirdness should have some shortcomings, but I didn't expect that it really looked like a living thing.
It is very consistent with the strange description of the "mountain spider" in "The Legend of Gods and Ghosts", and there is no trace of a magical weapon at all.
Ren Qing surrounded the mountain spider and launched a tentative attack, and the scars left by his claws healed in a short time.
The mountain spider felt that Ren Qing was like a large fly and began to spray out more spider silk, directly covering an area of several hundred meters.
Ren Qing didn't intend to avoid it anymore.
His right hand grasped his spine, and his unparalleled sharpness burst out.
Then a dragon was pulled out.
The dragon-snake spine has completely grown out of flesh and blood. Although it has no limbs, it is covered in scales and its head clearly looks like that of a young dragon.
Chill breaks out from the dragon's snake spine.
The spider's web shattered into pieces, blinding the mountain spider's eye.
The mountain spider's ferocity was aroused, and its speed increased by three points. More than a dozen pairs of limbs turned into afterimages and frantically hit the ground.
Ding ding ding ding…
Ren Qing held the dragon and snake spine in both hands and blocked the attack while moving around.
"The demonic patterns will flow all over the body during weird actions, which is really interesting."
He muttered to himself, and endless ghosts turned into liquid and poured into his body, including the ghostly Tiandao Insect.
Ren Qing's body began to swell again, and because the ghost wolf could not bear the possession of the ghost shadow, he voluntarily retreated into the prison of Yongjian.
Mountain Spider was lost for a moment.
He didn't understand why he was a weak prey just now, but suddenly became powerful, and even gave himself an inexplicable heart palpitations.
Ren Qing kept holding the knife, but did not rush to take action.
He was still dodging the attack of the mountain spider, but his eyes saw through the thick insect beetle the beating flesh ball inside.
"In that case..."
Ren Qing landed lightly on the mountain spider's abdomen, and then stabbed hard with the dragon snake spine in his hand, and the natal magic weapon penetrated directly through the insect armor.
Immediately afterwards, his body merged with the ghost shadow, and it penetrated into the mountain spider's wound like a liquid, targeting the flesh ball.
The mountain spider felt the pain, but the wound quickly healed.
He couldn't find Ren Qing's breath, so he couldn't help but look left and right, but soon an uncontrollable sleepiness filled his heart.
The mountain spider simply lay down and rested.
The other weirdos thought that Ren Qing had been dealt with, so they couldn't help but be afraid of the mountain spider and didn't care about Ren Qing's actions at all.
The demon cultivator is somewhat saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox.
No matter what, although this Chilang monk does not show any demonic aura, he is obviously not weird, and the strength he shows far exceeds that of the Nascent Soul stage.
But still unable to defeat Yigui, how desperate this is...
At the top of Qingqiu Mountain, a dozen fox fairies secretly peered at Wuwei Taoist Temple. The sweetness of flesh and blood made them ready to move.
"This is what happens to mere humans and animals when they fight against immortal power."
The hoarse voice of Grandma Fox Fairy sounded, accompanied by a monstrous aura.
The demonic energy presses toward Wuwei Taoist Temple.
I thought those Taoist temple disciples would be frightened out of their wits, but what they didn't expect was the loud sound of bells, like the light of dawn.
"Disciples, listen to your orders!"
"exist!!"
"Form up a formation and slay demons!!!"
Today is different from the past. Taoist disciples have gained a lot of benefits in Xianshi, and they are no longer just fish on the chopping block.
A handful of crude flying sword weapons shot out of the air, and the Taoist disciples stepped on them.
Although they were just simply flying around the mountain gate, they cooperated with each other tacitly, and it could be seen that they had been preparing for this for a long time.
Grandma Fox Fairy was a little angry, the whole mountain started to shake, and all the half-human and half-fox cultivators knelt down on the ground.
"Kill them!!!"
After a few breaths of silence, the demon cultivator became crazy under the influence of the strange demonic aura, and shouted in response: "As you command, Grandma Fox Fairy."
The demon cultivators turned into beasts and headed towards Wuwei Taoist Temple in groups.
Wuwei Taoist Temple has the immortal city to increase its foundation, and its strength is enough to match it. In addition, with the help of earthly immortals, it should just delay time.
However, Wu Quantum picked up the broken wooden sword and prepared to leave the mountain gate.
Qingsongzi hurriedly grabbed Wu Qunzi and asked doubtfully: "Senior brother, according to the wishes of the immortal on the ground, with the mountain gate as the center and defense instead of attack, there will be no casualties."
Wu Quantum's expression showed neither sadness nor joy: "Junior brother, what's the difference between us and demon cultivators?"
Qingsongzi was stunned for a moment: "What?"
"I've been thinking these past few days, such a prosperous Wuwei Taoist temple has been destroyed, so why won't we make the same mistake again?"
Qingsongzi forced a smile and said: "We are blessed by the immortals on earth. As long as another hundred years pass, we will definitely..."
"There are not a hundred years left, junior brother."
Wu Qun took out a crystal clear jade sword from his arms and inserted it directly into his lower dantian, and his aura suddenly surged again.
"Haven't you heard what those earthly immortals said, it's a great time now."
Qing Songzi's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to stop Wu Qun: "Brother, you are using the art of military solution, do you want to die?!"
He knew that the masters of the past generations would learn the art of military solution. In addition to stimulating the true energy in the body, this method can also destroy the soul, so as not to reveal the secrets within the sect.
Wu Quantum smiled and said: "We don't have a hundred years to give us savings. If we can't strengthen ourselves, we will become like a vassal of the demon cultivator."
As he spoke, he inserted the second jade sword into his middle Dantian, and his aura broke through the limitations of the Nether Celestial Insect Technique and reached the level of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Brother, why bother..."
"I want to use myself as firewood, I want to ignite the fire in Wuweidao's heart, I want everyone to become an immortal..."
Wu Qun's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at Qingsongzi with a nostalgic look and said: "Junior brother, once you wanted to take the position of head teacher, then you will be handed over to you."
"I……"
"We can survive as businessmen, but Wuwei Taoism should not be like this."
Wu Qun inserted the last jade sword into his forehead, then patted Qing Songzi on the shoulder and said: "Look at this great era for me."
As soon as Wu Qun finished his words, he stepped into the void with his feet, his white Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and he rushed straight towards Qingqiu Mountain.
"I am the 103rd generation leader of Wuwei Taoist Temple, Wu Qun."
"Qingqiu Mountain, come and fight!!"
The sound resounded through the sky, and everyone in Qingyan Town fell into a daze, as if they had seen the Immortal Sect that flourished hundreds of years ago.
Qingsongzi bowed and shouted: "Best farewell to the headmaster brother."
"Tao generates Tao, inaction Tao..."
"Tao generates Tao, inaction Tao..."
At first, only Qing Songzi was reciting, and soon the disciples around him started chanting in unison, and in the end, even the people joined in.
Wu Quantum let go of the wooden sword. This dilapidated magical weapon was placed in the former Immortal Sect and was also a sharp weapon in the hands of the core disciples.
"go!!"
The wooden sword slashed towards Qingqiu Mountain.
Grandma Fox Fairy's fur has a deep visible bone scar.
"It's just a monster, nothing more than that."
The quantumless aura was as powerful as a rainbow, smashing into the mountain peaks, fighting strangely with the fox fairy, causing trees to fall and rivers to pour in.
The demon cultivator also rushed into the mountain gate, and Taoist disciples took action one after another with flying swords.
The flickering light of the soul butterfly's projection became more and more dazzling, as if it was pregnant with some kind of magic, but in the end it dimmed.
This battle is not only about the Jailer Hall, but also about the existence of Wuwei Taoist Temple in name only after joining the Jailer Hall.
At the same time, in Qingyan Town.
Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the skinny old groom stroked the horse he depended on for survival and broke its neck.
He dug open the horse's belly and took out a rusty iron sword.
The old groom didn't care about the eyes of others, raised his sword and ran towards the Wuwei Taoist Temple, his body exuding fluctuations of true energy.
There is also a beggar with sores all over his body. He is usually a rotten person waiting to die, but now he is using accumulated water to clean the dirt on his face.
Even the old man, who was worthless in the eyes of his wife and children, was rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home with one arm, looking for the magical artifacts he had discarded after leaving the mountain.
Brothels, gambling houses, markets...
The lower-class the place is, the more disciples there are in Wuwei Taoist Temple.
They were like water droplets converging in a river, using unfamiliar spells to fight against the demon cultivators who came to stop them.