Chapter 859 Slaughter. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)
Jiang You immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Where is Xiao Xiao, dare to make trouble in our Lingshuifang City? Do you know that all the masters in Lingshuifang City are the disciples of the Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Villa! Put away your means , hand over the storage bag, otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, a tiny line of blood appeared on his neck without warning.
Then the head, chest, limbs...
Puff puff……
Jiang You suddenly shattered into countless pieces!
The blood flowers bloomed suddenly, and they fell like rain.
The three casual cultivators at the alchemy stage were shocked, but before they could react, Mo Lilan simply slapped him.
boom! !
Without any resistance, they were crushed into flesh by the force of the palm.
When the blood rained down, Mo Lilan lifted her long snow-white neck and took a deep breath.
Although the main body has not yet awakened, this long-lost freedom... She must enjoy it!
Thinking of this, Mo Lilan stopped holding back his hands immediately, and an incomparably thick and viscous darkness filled his body, engulfing the entire city in an instant...
... two days later.
A gray-robed monk pushed aside the thorns and walked slowly in the mountains.
Around his waist is a golden pagoda unique to disciples of the Reincarnation Pagoda. Surrounded by mountains and mist in front of him, the outline of a city is looming. It is the destination of his trip, Lingshuifang City.
This disciple of the Reincarnation Pagoda is at the alchemy stage. He has a little status in the Reincarnation Pagoda, but he is usually extremely inconspicuous. In this fight against counterfeits, he was not dispatched to the battlefield, but was responsible for guarding a nearby resource point.
In fact, he is the dark child who was planted by Jiu'Ali in the Tower of Reincarnation.
Not long ago, Mrs. Li suddenly gave him a secret order.
Ask him to enter Lingshuifang City and hand over a box to an extremely important person in person.
This mission is extremely confidential, so that until now, he has no idea of the ins and outs, neither the identity of the recipient nor what is in the box.
Thinking of this, the monk couldn't help touching his bosom subconsciously to confirm that the palm-sized box was still there, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
This box itself is a storage tool and cannot be put into a storage bag.
The box looks very ordinary, but it is engraved with layers of runes.
The person who connected it clearly told him that this box can only be opened by the person who takes over it personally, and if other people try to open it, they will explode on the spot.
The mountain wind fluttered his sleeves, turned around a valley, and saw Lingshuifang City in front of him, the monk stood still, swept his mind around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he immediately took out a sound transmission talisman to activate it.
A faint light flickered on the note to be transmitted, and the monk said: "In the name of the Jiu'a Li family, I will send you something."
"I don't know where you are in Fangshi now?"
Immediately, an indifferent voice came from the sound transmission talisman: "Come in directly, and you can see me."
The monk breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the task would be completed soon, and he said immediately, "Yes."
So he used the escape method and quickly plundered into Lingshuifang City.
Then, when he passed through the magical circle of Fangshi's illusion and just appeared in Fangshi, he saw that the bustling and bustling Fangshi in the past can now be heard quietly.
Seeing the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, bleeding and floating in the oars, it is simply too horrible to look at.
The smell of fresh corpses, death, and stench filled the entire square city, and the mixture made people sick.
In the perception, there is no living thing around.
The entire city of Lingshuifang was slaughtered!
The cultivator couldn't help standing on the spot in a daze, the corners of his eyes twitched violently, and his eyes were full of shock.
Lingshuifang City is located at the junction of the two sects. I don’t know how many desperadoes are hiding there. Many shop owners are directly disciples of the two sects... The owner of the workshop is already in the late Yuanying period, and even bought from the Reincarnation Tower. Protective array...
Even in the entire Panya world, the defense force of this square city is also among the best.
As a result, now, the entire city has been bloodbathed?
Moreover, looking at these corpses, they should all have died within a few days...
Realizing this, the cultivator's complexion changed immediately, and he immediately turned around and wanted to escape, regardless of the task.
But the next moment, "step, step, step", the sound of footsteps came, and at the end of the long street, a beautiful female cultivator slowly walked out.
She has a calm expression, wearing a large black robe that doesn't fit well, her hair is full of black hair, and she is flying wantonly, with a pair of watery eyes, quietly looking at the person coming.
The moment he saw Mo Lilan, a strong fear surged in the monk's heart.
The other party's breath was perfectly restrained, without leaking at all, as if there was no threat, but he couldn't stop trembling all over his body!
What he is facing now seems not to be a monk at all, or even the same kind, but an indescribably terrifying existence!
As long as the other party is slightly dissatisfied, at the moment of flicking his fingers, he will be wiped out...
At this time, Mo Lilan said coldly: "Where are the things?"
Hearing this, the monk suddenly came back to his senses, this... this terrifying existence is the person he is looking for?
He quickly took out a small brocade-wrapped box from his arms, bent down, and held it up respectfully, not daring to doubt the other party's identity at all.
Mo Lilan didn't have any nonsense, raised her hand, and the brocade opened automatically, and put the palm-sized box directly into her palm, and the figure disappeared immediately.
Seeing that the other party had left, the cultivator seemed to collapse immediately, panting heavily, and in such a short moment, his body was covered in cold sweat.
Taking a breath, he immediately turned and left Lingshuifang City.
Using the escape method to escape thousands of miles away in one breath, he sensed it and confirmed that there was no one around, and then quickly opened the storage bag.
Since his fingertips were still trembling uncontrollably by this time, it took him a while to take out a specially made sound transmission talisman from it.
After urging it, a majestic voice came from inside: "How is the mission?"
The monk tried his best to calm down, but his voice still trembled and replied: "Patriarch, the task has been completed, but that one slaughtered the entire Lingshuifang City..."
"ah?!"
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Within the territory of Wushi Villa.
Desolate mountain stream.
Pei Ling stood in the air and raised her hand.
brush!
A dark red saber qi whizzed out and fell into the water below. Immediately, the water flow separated without warning, as if a solid was split in half, revealing a very clear cross-section. , and there was even a fish that couldn't dodge, which was centered in two sections. It seemed that it hadn't noticed what happened to it, and it was still struggling to swim in one direction...
This scene was frozen like a scroll, unable to be closed for a long time, until Pei Ling retracted all the saber intent, and the huge crack closed suddenly!
He nodded slightly. This kind of sword energy that compresses power was temporarily learned from Mo Lilan, the Will of the Fallen Immortal.
In this move, the saber qi and energy consumed are much smaller than ordinary saber qi.
But he has tested it many times in a row just now. Under the condition of using the same mana, the power and speed of the compressed sword energy are far beyond that of ordinary sword energy!
After testing Dao Qi, Pei Ling will then test other spells in the Transformation Stage.
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