Chapter 197 Death
"There are still living people?" A light ejaculation suddenly came from the black smoke, and then a burly man in yellow armor walked out of it, looking at Ning'an with a bad look with an eyebrow
Ning An stood still, looked at the man a few times, and slowly spoke, "Are you a person from the alien armor hall?"
"No," the burly man showed a sarcastic look on his face. "Since I know that I am from the Demon Sect, I obediently hand over my property and then cut it off on my own. Otherwise, you will suffer more flesh and blood before you die."
Ning An sneered and said, "I am a spy from the Sect of the Spirit Sect. I was captured and fell here after I was caught."
"The Man from the Sect of the Spirit Sect" was slightly stunned and suspected, "Can there be a token?"
Ning An took out a jade talisman from his arms without any hesitation and threw it over gently
After taking it, the burly man glanced at it, but showed a ferocious look. Then he quickly took out an arrow from his arms and threw it out.
But at this moment, the jade talisman in the hand of the man suddenly made a "swish swish" sound, and then several invisible spiritual silks bounced up, and they wrapped them around the man like lightning.
At the same time, Ning An trembled his arms and suddenly intertwined them forward. Two crystal white silks quickly passed through the big man's neck.
With a "pop", the headless corpse of the big man suddenly pounced forward heavily and hit the ground
This incident only happened between several audios, and it was obvious that both sides had planned for a long time
With his hand, he put away the relics of the Han Dynasty. Ning An calmly restrained his breath, took two steps quickly, leaning against the wall at the entrance.
In just a moment, after a wave of magic power, two black smoke rushed towards the place quickly, and then two figures appeared at the door of the stone chamber.
I saw the two men, one tall and one short, but they were both extremely strong, wearing black armor. The tall armored man saw the burly man lying in the middle of the stone house. After a moment of a moment, he immediately walked in urgently.
But as soon as he stepped over the door, for some reason, his head suddenly flew up, and his body was like the burly man before, and he rushed forward straight ahead.
The short monk following behind clearly saw that there was a white silk blocking it in the entrance, and at this moment, blood beads dripped from it.
"Who is it?" The short monk immediately retreated backwards, roared, took out a black bone sword from behind and looked straight ahead.
At this moment, a trembling spiritual pressure suddenly rushed out of the stone room, wrapping him straight inside.
A moment later, a thin man in black armor crawled out of an underground hole
I saw him look around him slightly for a few seconds and then fly in one direction
Not far behind him, the Giant Sword Mountain, which was originally towering into the clouds, was broken into three sections. Large areas of rocks were scattered around, and there were more than twenty dark smoke in the sky, constantly patrolling the rocks.
Time is like flowing water, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. At this moment, in the west of the wilderness and jade country, there is a place of cultivation that connects the sky and the earth.
It is like a painting everywhere, with mountains and flowing waters, towering pavilions, rippling green lakes, and blooming flowers. It is so beautiful
But at the top of the highest mountain in this immortal land, there are clouds covered with clouds in a solemn platform.
I saw seven or eight monks sitting upright on both sides of the platform, and a middle-aged monk with a gloomy face sat upright in the middle.
The monk's lips were thin, his face was thin, and he had a golden-patterned crown on his head. At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly. After sweeping back and forth on the monks on both sides, he slowly spoke, "Everyone, what do you think of the requirements of the Jailing Sect?"
"Hehe, you should be called Demon Spirit Sect now, right?" The next old monk sneered and said with a sneer.
Another middle-aged monk dressed in Confucian scholar frowned and said, "What are the things that are the Yaoling Sect and the Demon Sect thinking? This matter is extremely absurd. Could it be that these two sects have spent such a big battle to annex most of the cultivation land of the Wild Jade Kingdom just to enter the place of death?"
"Hmph, the area around that place of death is already the hinterland of my Haoran Sect. If we agree to this request, they will inevitably march straight into the sect's garrison." An old Taoist with a beard slapped the table and chair and shouted angrily.
As soon as these words were said, the scene suddenly became a little quiet. After a while, a beautiful woman in a black and white Taoist robe coughed lightly and said, "Old Man Nan, this kind of strategy that even a three-year-old child can see through, I think that people from the Lingzong are not so stupid to use it."
"Soldiers never get tired of cheating" the old Taoist snorted coldly, with a solemn expression
The beautiful woman looked strange and did not refute. She just raised her head slightly and looked up and said, "Although that place has always been dead, strange and unusual, I think the sect leader should know some secrets that we don't know."
Taoist Jinguan sighed lightly, pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "Yes, that place of death is indeed far from what you know. It can be said that our Haoran Sect was established because of that place."
Hearing this, a burst of uproar sounded from below. With their Golden Pill Cultivation, it was the first time they knew such a secret, but what was a bit confusing was that they were actually given by Lingzong.
"Is there any taboo here? The sect leader cannot say it casually?" The beautiful woman frowned and said.
"This is not true. It's just that others know about this, which will only increase your worries. Since the Sect of the Spirit is doing this, it's okay for me to say it." Taoist Jinguan sighed slightly, and slowly said the secret that only each generation of sect master would know.
After half an hour, the Confucian monk took back his shocked expression, thought for a moment with a solemn expression, and slowly said, "Don't mention that the Demon Spirit Sect knows this so much, but they are obviously a naked plot. Such a big formation is forcing us to nod and agree. After all, if a war really breaks out, among the three treasures of the sect, there is only one Xuanming Book with the least powerful one that can be used at the sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's squad's sect's squad's sect's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squad's squa
An old Taoist with white hair and beard stood up and said with a gloomy face, "Thousands of years ago, the sect's sect's resident was actually built above the extermination land. If it had not been moved away, even if all the monks from the three kingdoms of Nanzhou gathered over and three treasures in the sect came out together, it would be enough to retreat to the enemy. But now, it is just a small Demon Spirit Sect, and we can only be controlled by others. It's really hateful!"
The Confucian monk continued to frown and thought for a moment, and suddenly his brows spread out, "Why don't we go with the flow and enter with them to find out what's going on?"
"Then aren't we robbing ourselves?" The bearded Taoist priest suddenly glared at the Confucian scholar.
"That's not the case," the Confucian scholar shook his head and said, "Even if we all fight to the death in the war, it will be useless."
"As long as you cultivate immortals and ask, as long as you have no guilt, why fear life and death?" The bearded Taoist priest suddenly stood up, full of righteousness.
But the monks on both sides obviously scoffed at this, and their eyes flashed, were planning what they were thinking.
Taoist Jinguan glanced at everyone, raised his head slightly, and looked at the fairyland scene in the distance, with a little ethereal look on his face.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!