mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 566 Alliance
Tiannan, Yue Kingdom, and the main altar of Ghost Spirit Sect.

An old man in a green robe with fiery red curly hair sat on the guest seat, with his eyes closed, slowly inhaling and exhaling, otherwise motionless, like a living sculpture.

Behind him, two ghost monks at the alchemy stage stood by, with their hands folded in front of them, their waists slightly bowed, their legs trembling slightly, and they looked solemn and said nothing.

Although the powerful spiritual pressure of the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator did not deliberately target them, it also brought great pressure to the two of them.With helpless orders and unable to escape, he could only stay here and struggle against this powerful pressure.

After an unknown amount of time, a black ray of light flew along with another ray of pink light.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, first a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he frowned suddenly.

"It's not Hehuan..."

The old man stood up slowly, and two rays of light came down, revealing Wang Tiansheng and another handsome man.

"Fellow Daoist Yunlu..." The old man exhaled slowly, glanced at Wang Tiansheng, who was smiling and silent beside him, and then turned his attention back to Old Devil Yunlu.

"I didn't expect it to be a fellow daoist who came here. Where is fellow daoist Hehuan?"

Hearing the old man's unceremonious words, Old Demon Yunlu didn't show the slightest bit of sullen expression, but found a chair to sit down on his own, and said with a smile:

"It's been a long time since fellow Daoist Tianhuo, and he's still in good spirits. People outside have rumored that Fellow Daoist was seriously injured by a giant tortoise, but now it seems that it's just a rumor."

Hearing this, the old man's face suddenly became gloomy, and wisps of blood-red viscous magic fire gradually seeped out from his hands, and the temperature in the whole hall instantly became extremely hot, and the two alchemy monks not far away even fainted. I feel that my breathing is not smooth, and every breath I take is like swallowing a red-hot coal, almost igniting all my internal organs.

Wang Tiansheng frowned slightly, wisps of black air escaped from him, the temperature inside the hall suddenly dropped, and the two alchemy monks finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the unbearable performance of these two people, Wang Tiansheng sighed in his heart, and waved his hands to signal the two to go out first.

"The breath is unstable, and the foundation is flimsy. Friends Wang Dao, these two don't seem to be forming alchemy normally." Old Demon Yunlu sat on the chair and asked with a smile.

The smile on Wang Tiansheng's face remained unchanged, and he seemed a little embarrassed to say:

"Fellow Daoist Yunlu laughed. Since most of the alchemy cultivators in the sect were lost to that person twenty years ago, there has been a shortage of alchemy elders in the sect who can take on great responsibilities. Fortunately, our Ghost Spirit Sect has There are some secret techniques that can cultivate a new batch of alchemy monks in a short period of time, but in this way, their foundation is indeed a bit vain, and they are far inferior to normal monks of the same level."

"The magic skill of the Ghost Spirit Gate is really miraculous, it can quickly become a monk of alchemy. In this way, even if the foundation is a little vain, it is much better than ordinary foundation-building monks, enough to support the ghost spirit gate in a short period of time It is." Yun Lu chuckled lightly and said in a frivolous tone.

The red-haired old man looked at the two of them, snorted dissatisfiedly, and sat opposite Old Demon Yunlu.

"The matter of the coalition has been delayed again and again, are you sincere?" the red-haired old man asked in a low voice.

Old Demon Yunlu shrugged helplessly, and said to him with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Tianhuo, you have wronged me. You also know my senior brother. After retreating, who dares to disturb him. If he doesn't leave the retreat, I can't be the master either. As for Fellow Daoist Wang, I don't know why."

The corners of Wang Tiansheng's eyes twitched imperceptibly, and his smile remained unchanged and he said:
"Fellow Daoist Tianhuo, please don't worry. It's not so easy to deal with that person. You must have seen that person's weird escape method. I don't know if you have the confidence to keep that person?"

Hearing this, the red-haired old man shook his hands and fell silent.

He still remembers how that guy suddenly appeared beside him, then threw a turtle at him and ran away.

Thinking of the blue cold flames spouting from the mouth of the giant tortoise, the red-haired old man felt faint numbness in his arms, as if his arms were still frozen into ice cubes before his eyes.

"So, you guys have a solution?" the red-haired old man asked in a low voice.

"Since Wang dared to summon two fellow Taoists to come here today, there is a way." Wang Tiansheng smiled confidently, and took out three items from the storage bag.

There was a shiny black flag with half of its surface damaged, and a silver flag engraved with a token in ancient purple script and a small blue tripod like glazed glass.

"These treasures were collected with all the efforts of our Ghost Spirit Sect and at the expense of a large number of favors." When Wang Tiansheng said this, the corners of his eyes trembled uncontrollably.

Obviously, the price paid by Ghost Spirit Gate is not as simple as a large number of favors.

"This small flag is called Jingfeng Banner. It is one of the treasures in the treasure house of our Ghost Spirit Gate. Although it is old and damaged, it is a real ancient treasure of space attribute. , you can collect everything within a radius of one hundred feet into it, and then use the soul-scattering wind inside to kill the opponent."

"With this thing alone, maybe he can't kill that person, but in the space formed by this treasure, he can't even think of using his escapism."

After Wang Tiansheng finished speaking, he picked up another silver token.

"This Heavenly Thunder Order is one of the ancient treasures of a certain sect in the Righteous Dao League. It is inconvenient to disclose which sect it is. The two fellow daoists only need to know. There are different types of lightning, including the evil spirit thunder that makes us all dread."

Hearing this, the red-haired old man couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and the old devil Yunlu immediately put away the playful expression on his face, and looked at the last treasure seriously.

Seeing this, Wang Tiansheng smiled with satisfaction, and reached out to pick up the last small blue tripod.

"The magical fire magic power of the Demon Flame Sect is unrivaled in the south of the world, but when that person forced his way into the main altar of the noble sect, he was restrained to death by the cold blue flame of that beast. It took more than half of the time before he was seriously injured by that person."

The red-haired old man's face softened a little, and his eyes gradually became hot when he looked at the small cauldron in Wang Tiansheng's hand.

"And this small cauldron is temporarily borrowed from a fellow Taoist from the Nine Kingdoms League. It can restrain most of the cold attributes in the world. With this cauldron, the beast that drives the blue cold flame will There's nothing to be afraid of."

Wang Tiansheng arranged the three treasures in a row, and looked at the two of them solemnly.

"You two, this is the sincerity of our Ghost Spirit Sect, and it is also the general trend. That person acted insanely, regardless of the consequences, and has already provoked the anger of the public. Now I just need to raise my arms."

"You two, should you make a statement?"

(End of this chapter)