In the gap between the dispute between the weapon spirit and Mo Shu, Turtle Fudo revealed a huge turtle body, cruising and circling over the mountains, its momentum getting higher and higher. The turtle shell was flowing with green-brown ancient mysterious runes. He was responsible for attracting the weapon spirit who did not know where he was hiding.
of attention.
You Meng was hiding on the top of the mountain shrouded in black mist. His left hand was counting rapidly, and his right hand pointed at a wisp of green and black gas in front of him.
It took him nearly three months to find out from the numerous dead souls several people who had been manipulated by the weapon spirit. He did not have that much time to carefully extract the indifferent traces left by the weapon spirit from the dead souls.
With the mark of Wu, he swallowed the souls of the dead simply and roughly, exhaled the little bit of breath, killed seven and collected the one in front of him.
As for what other female agents were hidden among the confused souls, he didn't bother to spend time looking for them anymore, and there was no need.
"Master Donkey, please calm down and sneak to the foot of the east mountain. Be careful not to let the Qi Ling boy find you." You Mengchang used the green and black gas to use the magician's method to find Wan Lan's hiding place in the shortest possible time. When Lu Zijin came to use the mountain guard,
The Yin Qi of the array arrived at the location, and he continued to transmit the message: "When I call the count to start, after three breaths, there will be a little different aura fluctuations in the air eight miles away to the east. You can use the range thunder method to blast that donkey sun, understand.
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The strong wind gradually picked up, flying sand and rocks, and the cracks in the ground in the southeast area had spread to the foot of the mountain.
Mo Shu was still using words to deal with the weapon spirit to delay time.
Lu Zijin and You Laotou cooperated to slay demons, and they replied through a message: "Understood!"
"Counting begins."
You Mengchang counted silently in his mind. He tapped his right finger on the blue-black gas in the air in front of him, and silently recited a mantra: "Nightmare spell, I feel the same way." He knew many magical powers and secret arts, which were naturally suitable for using to haunt people.
In the air filled with yellow sand, a bit of green and black light flashed slightly.
The hidden weapon spirit knew something was wrong and wanted to escape and disappear. However, under the influence of the "Nightmare Spell", he was in a trance for a moment. By the time he broke free, he could not avoid it. Silver lightning fell from the sky, and there were countless large and small ones.
It exploded intensively within a hundred feet.
The silver light was brilliant, lighting up half of the night sky.
"Hi la zi zi", countless thunder threads entangled a ball of green and black mist, making it unable to escape. A fist-sized thunder ball followed closely, "Thunder Ka", and violently blasted the mist with just one blow.
It exploded, and the shrill and painful howl of the weapon spirit could be heard in the air. It was very short and disappeared in the roar of thunder.
Thunderballs struck that area one after another, and the roar was endless.
Chen Qingqiao had already rushed to the area, and waved his hands to create circles of invisible water waves. He felt a little strange. Is the weapon spirit so easy to deal with?
You Mengchang released his finger that was pressing on the green and black gas, and Lu Zijin, who was still expanding the attack range through transmission, said: "Well done, Mr. Donkey took action and seriously injured that arrogant weapon spirit."
I don't expect to be able to kill the cunning weapon spirit all at once. Beings who have lived for tens of thousands of years have their own means of preserving life.
But this painful lesson is enough for Qi Ling to bear.
"Master You, can you still figure out the whereabouts of the weapon spirit? Let's continue while his illness is killing him." Lu Zijin did not continue to waste mana and asked excitedly through the voice.
"That guy lost a lot of energy and used magical powers and secret methods to escape fifty miles away. Moreover, his body is in the Wanzhuan Corridor. If we can't save his life, you can ask Guanzhu Chen to return to the defense. When we return to the outside world, we can fight with the weapon spirit again.
It's easy to settle accounts, don't be in a hurry."
You Mengchang sent a message saying that he wanted to teach the weapon spirit a lesson and dampen the opponent's spirit. This would prevent the weapon spirit from launching an attack within thirty miles and reduce the casualties of mortals in the future. "Asshole, you all deserve to die!"
The weapon spirit was furious, and suffered one after another strange attacks and donkey's thunder. He was still frightened, and launched the most violent attack he could from a distance. The two sides were already at odds. He would overturn the entire Shuling Mountain at all costs, and he would never let those
Guys have it easy.
The Origin Bead completely collapsed and the secret realm's restraint on him was reduced to the weakest. He had the ability to use the treasure body to influence the secret realm and launch some fueling attacks.
The ground shook violently, cracks spread from east to west, and the remaining ruins of the town collapsed.
The strong wind roared, turning up the yellow sand and gathering energy, and the Yang evil spirit flowed with it.
"Throw away the bottles and cans, hurry up, it's important to escape!"
"Don't mess around. If anyone dares to get in the way, I'll kill him!"
"Don't make any noise, hurry up and keep up."
The low-level monks who maintained order received orders from the mountain god, and shouts came from all over the mountain.
With a whirring sound, groups of hardened mortals threw away their tools, dragged young and old, and ran on the mountain road in the dark. They worked hard and were used to running on mountain roads. Under the maintenance and pressure of the monks, there were not many chaotic teams.
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The two teams of monks guarding the mouth of the canyon, either grabbing, carrying or carrying the mortals who arrived, flew up the black bridge as quickly as a dragonfly on water, submerged into the depths of the canyon, and soon returned empty-handed.
In an emergency, don't care about handling things lightly, focus on grabbing time.
Standing on the horizontal stone, Zhang Guanzhu occasionally used a technique to maintain the Bridge of Life, which was constantly being trampled on. His heart was unwavering. He tried his best to save mortals, and every one he saved counted as one. Fifteen years of non-stop sacrifices.
The Soul-Suppressing Hall continued to expand the Little Ghost Domain, and his control over the bronze lamps further strengthened.
He has the ability to isolate the ghost realm he created, isolate the ghost energy and coldness, and divide it into an area suitable for mortals to rest.
Mo Shu felt the approaching movement in the distance. He looked at the orderly business at the mouth of the canyon, and then at Mr. Zhang who was calm and composed below. He turned back to the northeast and saw a huge turtle carrying nearly a hundred people flying in the air.
With a slight shake, he sent the person to the ground. The giant turtle returned and continued to carry the mortal in the distant mountains. He silently raised his hand in the air.
He and the other four mountain gods did not dare to waste their energy at will. Once the broken Origin Bead was completely removed, the entire secret realm would collapse at an extremely fast speed. They would burn their souls and use the Zhuyin Drum to resist the collapse of the secret realm for Guanzhu Zhang.
Power, that is the most important thing that affects everyone's life and death.
About a quarter of an hour later, a small storm formed by the evil spirit of Yang rushed towards the mountain from the east, laden with yellow sand.
The powerful magic formula brewing in Chen Qingqiao's hand suddenly struck out, and a bright white flame snaked into the middle of the storm. Using water as fire, it could overcome the wind. With a "boom", the small storm collapsed and eliminated half of it.
Two white flames dispersed the storm.
However, there is a new storm of Yang evil energy rolling in from behind. The shaking of the ground has spread to the foot of the mountain, and the black energy protecting the mountain is flowing with a faint light.
"Old Chen, use mana sparingly and don't waste it unnecessarily."
Lu Zijin sent a message to stop him.
Chen Qingqiao sighed in his heart, his efforts to stop it were only a drop in the bucket, and he sent a message: "I will help transport the mortals who are far away, Mr. Donkey, please keep an eye on me."
Lu Zijin waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
Deaths and injuries were unavoidable, so he only followed the instructions of Old Man You who was hiding on the top of the mountain and would not distract him. With him guarding this place, the weapon spirit who had suffered a huge loss would not dare to come near to cause trouble.
Rolling storms hit the mountain's protective black air, one after another. Gradually, storms formed in the south and west, and the spreading cracks in the ground began to hit the foot of the mountain.
After several impacts, the black gas on the mountain that bore the brunt was unable to be replenished, causing trees to break and rocks to collapse and roll down.
Screams, wails, and calls for help came from everywhere, and mortals began to suffer a large number of casualties. "Quick, run, throw away everything you have!"
"There's something to eat somewhere, it's important to escape!"
The voices of the low-level monks were hoarse. They did not dare to leave the mortals behind, so they could only shout over and over again.
"Idiot, don't worry about the injured person hit by the stone. Run and drag the woman with you!"
"Don't look back, don't look back!"
Scenes of human tragedies are being staged throughout the mountains.
On the top of the mountain, You Mengchang turned a deaf ear to all kinds of screams and shouts. He was using the breath of the weapon spirit to calculate the whereabouts of the weapon spirit. As long as the guy healed his scars and forgot the pain and dared to appear within ten miles, he would call Lu Zi to come in and give him a cold drink.
Qi Ling struck hard.
No matter how many mortals were killed or injured, he would not blink an eye.
It's because Qi Lingqi is crazy and doing evil, does it have anything to do with him?
He only knows that if he has done enough evil to a certain extent, retribution will come in advance, and he has experienced it himself.