Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 139: Drag her into the water (second update)
(Second update~! We will slowly adjust in the future and try to fix the time so that everyone will not have to wait too hard~! Also try to update as early as possible~! Everything is being adjusted~! I shed tears and beg for the foundation powder~! Do you dare to vote? Dare? Don’t dare to vote?!)

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A local part of the landform is drawn, with a bright red arrow pointing directly at a hexagonal pattern.

This alone would not allow her to immediately search for it according to the picture index, because in the hexagonal pattern, the few casually sketched lines were very familiar to Mo Ranyi, and it could even be said that she had kept them in mind. The pattern of runes!

The other one is specifically designed to draw this hexagon, a more detailed animal skin.

It was strikingly similar to the yellow summoning runes in her book of runes.

Of course, there are still many differences among them, but in terms of style, even people who see them at first sight can connect them together.

For example, people from other countries may not know what the square-shaped Chinese characters are, but it does not affect their ability to recognize that the characters come from that distant and mysterious Eastern country.

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"What's going on, there are only four of us?" The area around the magic circle was cleared, and a large area was vacated. There was no longer anything that could block their view. This would undoubtedly allow them to see more clearly, but it also blocked their view. The traces are exposed far away.

You must know that the six magic formations at the edge of this space are extremely mysterious. You cannot arrange formations around them. Otherwise, two unbearable energies will directly confront each other. This is no joke. They do not allow this to happen. They do not allow this to happen. The six magic circles have even the slightest bit of damage, and gathering together the magic beads of the beasts that protect the six magic circles is of extraordinary significance to them.

"One person has a two-color crystal stone. There should be six of us here, but the agreed time has passed and only four people have arrived. Ha, I think we don't need to wait any longer. Let's discuss it. Whoever goes out to look for two more crystal stones is the right person." The man who spoke was feminine in appearance. He was obviously smiling, but there was a hint of evil in his hand. He was holding a silk bone fan, and when he fanned it, there was a faint ghostly aura. The eighteen palaces of the Yin Division are changing in turn, with tongues pulled out, mountains of swords... flashing one by one, making people's hair stand on end at first sight.

"I came the latest, and I didn't meet anyone sent by Zhengdao on the way. They must have been dealt with first, so the two-color crystal stones they prepared naturally changed their owners..." Wearing a square scarf, he looked like The middle-aged man, who looks like a scholar, has a warm smile on his face, which warms people's hearts like the warm sun in winter. He and the young man holding the fan are like polar opposites, with completely different temperaments.

"Ghost mother, what do you say?" The monk who started to ask had a face that could be described as ordinary in four words. With an ordinary face and an ordinary appearance, even if he looked at it ten times, it would appear that he was ordinary. You may not be able to spot him from the crowd.

There is a kind of person who is born with such a weak sense of existence.

The woman who was called the ghost mother was a thin woman with a pale face and a willow-like body. Her whole face was sunken, as if she had been hungry for a long time and suffered from chronic malnutrition. The most conspicuous thing was her eyes, which glowed with a strange light. Blood red, a casual glance seems to carry deep meaning.

"The three senior brothers made up their minds, and the ghost lady has no objections." There was a hint of weakness in the voice, as if he was about to die at any moment.

The three of them looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything for a long time.

In fact, although they are from the same sect, they are very jealous of each other. That is to say, they have reached this magic circle and it is difficult to take action. If they meet on the way, they will fight to the death if they can't protect them. The sect sent six of them, but everyone Both parties know very well that there is a difference between credit, reward, status... shared by several people and exclusive use by one person!
Among the four of them, someone must have killed the disciples sent by Justice and intercepted their two-color spar. I don't know if it was done by one person or if they all had their share.

The four of them all had evil intentions, and they were frozen here. No one wanted to speak first, so they moved first to avoid being suspected by the other three. With one against three, there was definitely no chance of winning!
"Who is there?" The monk with a popular face suddenly turned his head and asked angrily.

The other three people looked at each other and jumped away at the same time, each using their own means to protect themselves.

The young man holding the fan seemed to be inside the fan, and he was isolated from the hell torturer in the fan. There was no breath of him around him. If the fan was a person, the fan would be a person.

A ghost ghost appeared next to the middle-aged scholar. It was human-shaped and taller and burlier than ordinary people. It was not like ordinary ghosts floating in the air. Instead, it had its feet firmly planted on the ground. Its face was expressionless, and its eyes had no trace of excitement. It held hands in both hands. Holding two big swords with black flames, protecting the middle-aged scholar standing leisurely behind him, they are nothing if not ghost flame soul swords.

As for the ghost girl, she seemed to be motionless, but in fact her eyes were even more enchantingly red. Her whole body seemed to suddenly become fuller, and her pale face had a slightly warm color. Her slightly dry hair suddenly became soft and moist, and the breeze Blowing, swaying.

"Xie Wenxian at Xiachenxianmen." The handsome man smiled and clasped his fists.

"Chenxianmen thanks Geya." The woman's voice was clear and graceful, just like the person she was, with every courtesy.

"I also ask for your forgiveness, fellow Taoist. It was not out of my own conscience. My brother and sister were delayed on the road and rushed here in a hurry. That's why they accidentally bumped into fellow Taoist's ghost soldiers." Xie Wenxian apologized, but his face was filled with tears. No apology at all.

Good and evil cannot tolerate each other, and they start fighting without even meeting each other. This is already the result of extreme restraint and rationality on both sides.

"I still wonder who it is, but it turns out they are the Xie family brothers and sisters from the Chenxian Sect, whose names I have admired for a long time!" The person walked out of the fan, still holding the bone fan and slowly shaking it, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled softly. Said without smiling.

"Guys, is it because there are not enough crystal stones?" Xie Wenxian raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.There is really no need to waste so much time arguing with your mortal enemy. In the end, you still have to see the truth in your hands.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, why do you ask knowingly..." The middle-aged scholar smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Oh? This is not going to be easy! Frankly speaking, we are here for the same purpose. Before opening these six magic circles, there is no need to cause trouble..." Xie Wenxian's words were quite meaningful and meaningful. profound.

"It's very, very important. The most important thing is to open the magic circle. When we come here, we are all expected by the disciples!" The middle-aged scholar said, stroking his palms. The moment his eyes swept over them one by one, several fellow disciples were not in agreement. The senior brothers and sisters reached a preliminary intention.

There are four of them, while the other party only has two!

Gee, no matter how you look at it, this pair looks like a pair of lambs that fell into a tiger's mouth! (咩~~~~~~~Voiced by the author, Gaga~ O(∩_∩)O~)

The ghost girl smiled faintly, with an indescribable charming expression, and her whole body quickly lost weight, returning to her half-dead appearance.

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you come out and talk in detail? If you still have the two-color crystal stone in your hand, please help me!" Xie Wenxian suddenly said loudly.

Mo Ranyi, who had just arrived, was about to hide away and take a closer look at the situation when he was told off by Xie Wenxian, whom he had met once before. His teeth itched with hatred and he wanted to go up and bite him, but he had no choice. To be able to show up.

Everyone first heard that she had handed over a two-color crystal stone in her hand, and then heard from Xie Wenxian's words that this person was not the same as the Xie brothers and sisters. They thought a little ninety-nine in their hearts, and they could see that the woman who walked out was only a woman at the tenth level of Qi refining stage. , couldn't help but feel disappointed. They glanced at it and shook their heads secretly. It was obvious that he was a lucky person. Maybe by chance, he got a two-color crystal stone, and Xie Wenxian got it.

Then I thought about it, Xie Wenxian didn't silence him on the spot, but brought him here. I don't know what his intention was.

Maybe these three people are a group, deliberately hiding their eyes and setting a trap for them?

However... with such a level of cultivation, the Chenxian Sect looks down on their Yinming Palace too much!

"Does this fellow Taoist still have a two-color crystal stone in his hand?" The monk holding the fan looked sideways, with a sneer on his lips, not believing that this woman would say the word "yes" at all.

Mo Ranyi narrowed his eyes and tightened his hand holding the spiritual bow, his palms slightly sweaty.

Looking at the speaker, he is fanning a fan filled with ghosts, so he is not a good person.

The double-sword spirit ghost over there, and the thin and disfigured woman, there are little ghosts all around...

She would be damned if she still couldn't guess the identities of these people.

Demon cultivator!
Still eighty percent accomplished to be a demon cultivator from Yin Ming Palace!
I somewhat realized what Xie Wenxian meant. He was probably going to kill someone with a borrowed knife, right? !
If she said no, these people would kill her immediately. There were so many cultivators entering this space, but she didn't meet too many people along the way. She should be...all attracted by these people. Deal with it!

It is obvious that this hexagonal formation has some secrets.

And these people are all here for this magic circle, and they need two-color crystals for their actions!

"Didn't I switch it to fellow Taoist Xie?" He didn't say yes or no, and bounced the ball back to Xie Wenxian.

"Oh, my brother and sister have seen the strength of fellow Taoist with their own eyes, so there is no need to be modest. I am afraid that fellow Taoist has gained a lot after not seeing each other for these days. If there are still two-color crystal stones, how about giving them away? I have this in my hand. There is nothing that fellow Taoists can appreciate, but in the hands of these fellow Taoists, it should be something that all fellow Taoists can use. When it comes to cultivating spirit ghosts, Yinming Palace is ranked second, and no one dares to call it first!" Xie Wenxian said with a smile.

It’s really the Palace of the Underworld!
Mo Ranyi made no secret of it and glared at Xie Wenxian fiercely.

She heard some clues, and it seemed that they were not using a borrowed knife to kill people, and it seemed that he couldn't borrow it, but that the siblings were clearly weak and they were preparing to drag her into the water!
Just now, she thought wrong. The Xie brothers and sisters came here with purpose. How could they not prepare crystal stones with them in advance and exchange them for the one in her hand? They all thought they were hoarding it. It looked like it was very useful. , I’m afraid no amount is too much.

(End of this chapter)