Taoist chanting

Chapter 867 Don't look back, run

In the gap between Qi Ling and Mo Shu's dispute, Gui Fudo showed a huge tortoise body, cruising and circling over the mountains, and his momentum became more and more high. The turtle shell was flowing with green-brown ancient and mysterious runes. He was responsible for attracting Qi Ling who didn't know where he was hiding. attention.

You Mengchang hid on the top of the mountain shrouded in black mist. With his left hand, he quickly counted and counted, and with his right hand, he pointed at a wisp of black gas in front of him.

It took him nearly three months to find a few guys who had been tampered with by the spirits from the vast number of dead souls. The mark of nothing, simply and rudely devoured the souls of the dead, spit out that little bit of breath, killed seven and collected the strand in front of him.

As for the spies hidden in the muddled ghosts, he didn't bother to spend any more time looking for them, and there was no need for them.

"Mr. Donkey, now hold your breath and sneak to the foot of the eastern mountain. Be careful not to let Qi Ling find out."

You Mengchang used the green and black gas to find Wanlan's hidden location in the shortest time by using the means of a warlock. When Lu Zijin rushed to the location with the help of the Yin Qi of the mountain guard array, he continued to transmit the voice: "Wait for me to call the counting start, three breaths!" Afterwards, there will be a little different aura fluctuations in the air eight miles away to the east, just use range thunder to bombard that donkey day, understand?"

The strong wind gradually picked up, flying sand and rocks, and the ground cracks in the southeast area had spread to the foot of the mountain.

Mo Shu is still using words to deal with the spirit of the weapon to delay time.

Lu Zijin cooperated with old man You to kill demons, and he replied via voice transmission: "Understood!"

"The counting begins."

You Mengchang counted silently in his heart, pointed his right finger lightly at the green and black air in front of him, and silently recited a mantra: "Nightmare technique, empathy." He knows many magical powers and secret techniques, which are naturally suitable for Yin people.

In the sky filled with yellow sand, a little blue-black light flickered slightly.

The hidden artifact spirit knew something was wrong, and wanted to escape and disappear, but under the influence of the "Nightmare Technique", he was in a trance for a moment, and when he broke free, he could not avoid it, and the silver thunder that hit his head and face fell from the sky, countless large and small, Exploded densely within a hundred feet.

The silver light was gorgeous, illuminating half of the night sky.

"Chilazizi", countless laces entangled in a cloud of green and black mist, making it impossible for them to escape.

The fist-sized thunderball followed closely behind, and with a single blow, it blasted the cloud of mist violently, and Qi Ling's miserable howling of pain came out of the air, which was very short and disappeared under the light of thunder. In the sound of sizzle.

One after another thunderballs bombarded that area, and the roar was endless.

Chen Qingqiao has already rushed to the vicinity, and waved invisible water waves in circles, feeling a little strange, is Qi Ling so easy to deal with?

You Mengchang let go of his finger on the green and black gas, and Lu Zijin, who was still expanding the attack range through sound transmission, said: "Good job, Mr. Donkey shot, severely injured that arrogant weapon spirit."

He didn't expect to be able to kill the cunning Qi Ling all at once. The existence that has lived for tens of thousands of years has its own means of life-saving.

But this painful lesson is enough for Qi Ling to accept.

"Master You, can you still count Qi Ling's whereabouts? Let's continue to do it while he is sick and killing him."

Lu Zijin didn't continue to waste his mana, and asked excitedly through voice transmission.

"That guy lost a lot of energy and escaped fifty miles away with supernatural powers and secrets. Besides, his body is in the Wanzhuan Corridor, and his life can't be killed. Tell Chen Guanzhu to go back to defense. When we return to the outside world, we can fight with Qi Ling again." It's good to settle accounts, don't rush for a while."

You Mengchang said in a voice transmission, he wanted to teach Qi Ling a lesson, to frustrate the other party's spirit.

Let Qi Ling not dare to attack within [-] miles, so as to reduce the casualties of mortals in the future.

"Bastard, you are all damned!"

Qi Ling jumped like thunder, and was hit by strange attacks and the thunder of the donkey one after another. He was terrified, and he launched the most violent attack he could from a distance. Guys are better off.

The original orb was completely destroyed, and the restraint of the secret realm on him was reduced to the weakest. He has the ability to use the treasure body to influence the secret realm and launch some attacks that fuel the flames.

The ground shook violently, cracks spread from east to west, and the remaining ruins of the town collapsed one after another.

The gust of wind howled, rolled up the yellow sand and spun to gather energy, and Yang evil energy flowed with it.

"Throw away the bottles and cans, hurry up, it's important to escape!"

"Don't mess around, whoever dares to steal the road, I will kill him!"

"Don't make any noise, hurry up and follow."

The low-level monks who maintained order received the voice transmission order from the mountain god, and shouts came from all over the mountain.

Wheezing, teams of experienced mortals threw away their equipment, dragged the young and old, and ran on the mountain road in the dark. They usually worked and were used to running on the mountain road. Under the pressure of monks, there were not many chaotic teams. .

The two teams of monks guarding the mouth of the canyon grabbed, carried, or carried the mortals who arrived, and quickly swept up the black bridge like a dragonfly on water, sank into the depths of the canyon, and soon returned empty-handed.

In an emergency, don't care about handling it lightly, and focus on rushing for time.

Standing on the horizontal stone, Zhang Guanzhu occasionally used a trick to maintain the bridge of death that was constantly trampled on, and his heart was calm. He tried his best to help ordinary people, and saving one more counted as one.

After 15 years of non-stop sacrifices to the Temple of the Soul, and the continuous expansion of the Little Ghost Realm, his control over the bronze lamp has been further strengthened.

He already has the ability to divide the ghost domain he opened up to isolate ghost energy and cold, and divide it into areas suitable for mortals to rest.

Mo Shu sensed the approaching movement in the distance, looked at the orderly busyness at the mouth of the canyon for a while, and then glanced at Mr. Zhang, who was calm and composed below, and looked back to the northeast. A huge tortoise carrying nearly a hundred people was flying in the air. With a light shake, the person was sent to the ground, and the giant tortoise returned to continue to carry the mortals in the distant mountains. He silently rushed into the air and cupped his hands.

He and the other four mountain gods didn't dare to waste their energy at will. When the broken origin beads are completely removed, the entire secret realm will collapse at an extremely fast speed. Wei, that is the most important thing that concerns everyone's life and death.

About a quarter of an hour later, a small storm formed by the evil yang qi rolled towards the mountain from the east engulfed in yellow sand.

Chen Qingqiao slammed the mighty formula that was brewing in Chen Qingqiao's hand, and a bright white flame snaked towards the center of the storm and burned it. Using water as fire, it could defeat the wind. With a loud "boom", the small storm collapsed and disappeared for half.

Two successive white flames dispersed the storm.

However, a new storm of yang evil energy rolled in from behind, and the vibration of the ground had already spread to the foot of the mountain, and the black current protecting the mountain was shining with faint light.

"Old Chen, save mana and don't waste it."

Lu Zijin stopped it through sound transmission.

Chen Qingqiao sighed in his heart, his blocking efforts were just a drop in the bucket, and he said via voice transmission: "I'm going to help transport the mortals who are far away, Mr. Donkey, please keep an eye on it."

Lu Zijin waved his hand, indicating that he understood.

Casualties are inevitable, he only obeys the old man You who is hiding on the top of the mountain, and will not distract him.

With him guarding this place, forgive Qi Ling who has suffered a great loss from coming to make trouble.

Rolling storms hit the mountain's protective black air, one after another, and gradually storms formed in the south and west, and the cracks in the ground that spread spread began to hit the foot of the mountain.

After several shocks, the black air on the mountain that bears the brunt cannot be replenished, trees are broken, and rocks collapse and roll down.

Screams, howls, and cries for help came from everywhere, and a large number of mortals began to suffer casualties.

"Quick, run, throw away everything on your body!"

"Where there is food to eat, it's important to escape!"

The voices of the low-ranking monks were all hoarse, they dared not leave the mortals behind, so they could only yell over and over again.

"Idiot, don't worry about the wounded who were hit by the stone, run and drag the woman!"

"Don't look back, don't look back!"

Scenes of human tragedies are being staged everywhere in the mountains.

On the top of the mountain, You Mengchang turned a deaf ear to all kinds of screams and shouts. He was using Qi Ling's breath to calculate the whereabouts of Qi Ling. As long as the guy recovered from his scars and forgot the pain and dared to appear within ten miles, he would call Lu Zijin to draw Leng Zi. Qi Ling was ruthless.

No matter how many mortals were killed or injured, he would not blink his eyes.

It's Qi Lingqi who is crazy and committing crimes, so what does it matter to him?
He only knew that the retribution would come ahead of time if he had done so many sins, and he had experienced it himself.

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(End of this chapter)