mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 92 Mysterious Fire Boy
"Senior Brother Wu, what's the matter?" Xu Ruoqing noticed the rich old man's gaze, and subconsciously followed him to look over, but he could only see a mass of dark heads moving.

"It's nothing, I just saw Uncle Qiong's disciple and said hello to him." The rich old man smiled, his tone was full of the elder's love for the younger, but there was no such thing in his squinted eyes. A smile.

When Xu Ruoqing heard this, he smiled knowingly, stroked his beard and kept silent.

Feng Biyun and the others on the other side did not notice the abnormality of the rich old man.At this moment, they were staring into the distance with solemn eyes, and their faces became uglier than the other.

"Senior Brother Feng, what should we do?" Fairy Nishang couldn't help asking after a while.

It was said that the man surnamed Yu and Nangong Wan also looked at Feng Biyun together, but one looked eagerly, while the other looked slightly cold.

"Follow the arrangement first, and fight against the devil with all your strength." Feng Biyun's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the rich old man and Xu Ruoqing imperceptibly.

"Now there must be some unforeseen change in the sect. At this critical moment, the few of us must not be honest. And more importantly, Nephew Lu..."

Feng Biyun's expression changed, and there was a hint of ferocity in his eyebrows.

"Junior Sister Nishang, it's the same as last time, I'll leave it to you. Don't make any mistakes again."

Fairy Nishang nodded solemnly and said, "Senior Brother Feng, don't worry, Nishang will definitely do his best. If something really happens to Nephew Lu, then I won't be able to explain it to Uncle Qiong."

Feng Biyun nodded, his expression softened slightly.

"Also, the battle will start soon, let's... wait! What's the sound?!"

The continuous "rumbling" sound came from nowhere, and gradually began to grow from small to large, like thousands of invisible thunderbolts intertwined and entangled in the air.

Feng Biyun wasn't the only one who heard this sound, nearly a thousand monks in the front line felt the shocking vibration.

The Foundation Establishment disciples on the ground felt it more clearly. Accompanied by more and more obvious abnormal noises, the ground under everyone's feet seemed to be trembling slightly.

For a while, the army's morale was in turmoil, and many impatient Foundation Establishment disciples even wanted to take the imperial weapon to the sky to find out the truth.

The rich old man raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do?! Return to the queue immediately, don't make any noise, or the military law will be followed!"

In the next second, the entire front line was silent.

This is not because of the lectures of the rich old man, but because a black line with no end gradually appeared in the distance.

There is a huge black shadow in the center of the black line, which gradually reveals its real appearance as time goes by.

It was a ferocious and terrifying gigantic giant tortoise!

This monster is seven or eight hundred feet long, with a high bulge on its back, which is more than two hundred feet high. Looking around, it looks like a whole mountain range rising from the ground, and it is slowly approaching the front line of the Seven Sects.

Every step shakes the earth, and every movement makes the sky fall apart!
In the eyes of the disciples of the Seven Sects, the giant boat of the Ghost Spirit Sect is already a giant that is almost invincible.

But now, more than a dozen of the giant boats with a length of more than [-] feet have been dispatched, and together with more than [-] giant black banners with a length of tens of feet, they are slowly moving around the giant turtle like toys.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, all the luck in their hearts fell to the ground, and turned into invisible dust when blown by the wind.

This terrifying army stopped tens of miles away from the front line.

Before everyone could catch their breath, the terrifying monster turtle, which was as huge as a mountain range, raised its huge head resembling a dragon, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

"hold head high!"

Piercing Clouds and Cracking Stones!Divide the gold and smash the jade!
This roar made the whole world tremble slightly, and there was an ear-piercing cry.

The faces of the seven sects forming alchemy became extremely ugly.

"Level [-] monster!"

The rich old man glanced down at the Foundation Establishment disciples whose morale had fallen to the bottom, and shook his sleeves with a sinking face.

"Let's go! I'll go and learn about the evil skills of these monsters!"

More than thirty streaks of light shot up into the sky, and the dazzling aura even overwhelmed the monstrous magic power on the opposite side at this moment.

A distance of tens of miles is really nothing to a monk in the alchemy period.Everyone flew high into the sky, and the rich old man took the lead and said loudly:

"I don't know which fellow Taoist is in charge, can you show up and see?"

"Hahaha..." A burst of silver bell-like children's laughter came from all directions, which seemed extremely strange.

Everyone's expressions changed, and then more than twenty streaks of light shot out from the flying boat.

As the light dissipated, more than [-] alchemists were floating in front of the Seven Sects, all of them were fierce and imposing.Although the number of people is slightly inferior to that of the Seven Factions, the two sides confront each other, and it is the Seven Factions who are at a disadvantage.

The three alchemists, floating in front of the rest of the crowd, were obviously the ones in charge.

Two of them are in the middle stage of alchemy, one is a young man in black robe who attacked the nameless barren mountain before, and the other is a thin old man with long and narrow eyes, with several leather bags hanging around his waist, faintly exuding a strong vicious aura.

As for the remaining one...

The rich old man looked solemn, and asked in a low tone:
"Your Excellency is the mysterious fire boy from the Demon Flame Sect?"

In the end, that person turned out to be an immature boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old, wearing only a fiery red bellyband with a hideous and terrifying blood-colored centipede embroidered on it.

This boy has no hair on his whole body, and purple-black spirit patterns spread all over his body, gathering and interlacing on his face, forming a lotus-like pattern.

"Hey, I didn't expect my name to be spread to the country of Yue." The boy grinned, and the immature voice combined with the haughty tone gave people an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Everyone from the Seven Sects suddenly changed their colors.

This Xuanhuo boy is a master of the Demon Flame Sect who has been famous for hundreds of years. The Netherworld Xuanhuo and his cultivation in the late stage of forming alchemy make him a rare opponent under Yuanying.

It is said that the souls of all monks who died at his hands will be completely refined by the Netherworld fire, and there will be no chance of reincarnation!

In the surrounding countries, its notoriety is so great that it can almost stop children from crying!
Unexpectedly, the Demon Flame Sect sent this person out this time.

"Since you have all heard of the prestige of this seat, then surrender quickly. If you wait until this seat takes action, it will be too late."

Xuanhuo boy smiled coldly and stretched out his palm.Everyone only heard a '呲啦', and a mass of purple-black magic fire appeared on his palm, burning quietly.

"The Nether Fire of this seat is in urgent need of the spiritual nourishment of monks in the alchemy stage to advance. If you insist on resisting to the end, then after this battle, the power of this mysterious fire of this seat may be even higher. gone."

The corner of Xuanhuo boy's mouth slightly raised, and a cold murderous intent appeared all over his body.
Everyone in the Seven Sects was shocked. At this time, the distance between the two sides was only about one mile. For high-ranking monks, this distance is not much different from face-to-face.

If this person makes a sudden attack, then they will have a scuffle in the center of the battlefield first.

(End of this chapter)