Chapter 528 How to Write the Word Dead

Guanxue City is located in the northeast of Yunlu in the east. It is an unremarkable medium-sized city-state, occupying an area of ​​about two thousand miles.

The location is remote, and it is not an important road, and the land can only be regarded as barren. Even slightly high-level spirit beasts seem to be despised, and there are very few of them. However, because it is not far from the foot of Shangxiao Mountain, and because of the threat of Shangxiao Xuanlingzong, this place has always been quite peaceful and peaceful.

Even the city lord himself is a registered disciple of the Shangxiao Sect. Compared with other locations where the melee with Yunlu continued, although this place is poorer, it is like a paradise.

Therefore, this small barren land has a population of five or six million people.

However, on this day, the peace that had lasted for nearly a thousand years was finally broken.

First, in the distance, there was a burst of roaring sound. Immediately afterwards, even the air began to vibrate.

Not only the guards on the city wall who had been at peace for a long time, but their temperaments had already been slack, were all startled and uncertain.

Even all the upper-class figures in the city rushed to the city wall one after another as if desperate.

But only a moment later, a group of dark clouds were seen rushing towards this side from the horizon.

Obviously there is a spiritual master, who has covered it with illusion, so he can't see clearly what's going on inside. But he could vaguely feel that there were countless cavalry galloping inside.

But everyone in the city felt cold in their hearts. When you get close. There are spiritual masters above the sixth level, who take a breath of cold air with their spiritual eyes!

"Where did this cavalry come from? There are a total of 70,000, at least the realm of a secret martial artist. Such a strong vitality! Innately strong, I am afraid that at least 8,000—"

"More than that! I think there are 15,000 of them, and the mounts are all wind-riding steeds. It's really a strong army! This banner is somewhat familiar, with the characters Gan and Zong. Could it be the demon king from Qiantian Mountain in the west? Great momentum!"

Almost all of them were pale and pale, without even a trace of blood. They didn't attack the city until they saw the dark clouds. Instead, they flew past the city directly, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he was stunned, showing a puzzled expression, "Could it be that you are going to Xiaoshan in this direction?"

"Remember that Qiantian Mountain and Shangxiao seem to be great enemies? That demon king, is he crazy? Isn't it just looking for death if he rushes to Shangxiao Lingfu at this time?"

"Speaking of which, yesterday, the city lord received an invitation. It was said that three days later, it would be the wedding ceremony between Han Nishui and Xuanyuan Yiren of Danquan sect. Could it be because of this?"

"That demon king probably came here for this reason. There was one time two years ago when he was robbed of his unmarried marriage. How could that Zong Shou bear it? It's a pity, in fact, if the demon king can bear his anger for a while, he may not be able to become a hegemony. The second time, the halberd will sink to the sand—"

"Hmph! What a great momentum! With such a military horse, you dare to go to Xiaoshan, it's really desperate!"

At the same time, in the high place of Guanxue City, among the clouds, there were also two people, looking down at the black cloud below, discussing calmly.

"Not bad! To be able to have such strength. Seventy thousand elite cavalry, at least seventeen thousand of them, are innate. All the armors are actually spirit weapons above the second rank. It's more than I expected. It should be much stronger.

The person who spoke was Edan, with a look of caution in his eyes. At this time, it is more clear to watch from a height of several thousand feet.

You can also observe the overall situation, and you can find it at this time. Around Shangxiao Mountain, there were millions of troops scattered in all directions, less than two hundred miles away.

Just stationed there, without any cover. Like a giant pocket, waiting for prey to fall into the net.

And in front of Shangxiao Mountain, there are 300,000 elites, who are ready to fight. They are real elite soldiers, and all of them are above the level of secret martial arts masters, and they also have this spirit weapon armor.

It was divided into thirty square arrays and lined up in front of the mountain. Looking at it is like a rock, like a majestic mountain. People can't help but wonder, what kind of things in this world can shake them!

"The more elites like this come, the more miserable Qiantian Mountain will lose. Just this one battle will destroy all vitality. Seventeen thousand talents, this number is already comparable to that of the first six holy places, but this So what can I do? The demon king of Qiantian Mountain is a man of great talent. It's a pity that this temperament is not enough to bear. He knows it's a trap, but he dares to sneak in. But that's okay, this matter can be completely resolved—"

When Xundan was speaking, Erdan was looking down thoughtfully. The center of the entire 'black cloud'.

"That place, with my spiritual method, I can't see through it."

"It should be the Mindure River!"

That Xundan thought for a moment, and then frowned slightly: "In my memory, Xundan once fought against Mingdu, but almost died. Both of them are remnants of the Fuling Sect. They were the masters of Fudao a hundred years ago. , can be one against four, and can escape more safely afterwards. Xundan Erdan was also injured because of this. If it weren't for this, you and I would never have a chance. Unexpectedly, after seeing each other for twenty years, these two people have not yet fallen into the realm. It's even more amazing—"

Although he was talking about his previous experience, he always called it 'Xun Dan'. It's as if it's not me.

Then Edan didn't take it seriously: "That demon king, I'm afraid his methods are more than that, and he is hiding something."

"It's just playing tricks!"

Xun Dan smiled disapprovingly: "Does senior brother think that Zong Shou can win today's battle?"

"Too!"

Erdan nodded, and also didn't think there was any way Zong Shou could break the killing situation, and then looked at the top of Shangxiao Mountain.

"It's probably about to start over there. As people from Yiren's family, you and I can't be rude. When you need to be one step ahead of others, when Han Nishui gets married, all the sects in the cloud world will definitely send people to watch the ceremony. It's just impressive. The reality of the cloud world—"

While talking, Erdan went to the northeast. The footsteps were neither too fast nor too slow, but they happened to be just below, before the black cloud.

※※※※"Already here, the distance is three hundred miles! It only takes two hours to reach the foot of Qiantian Mountain!"

Inside the Shangxiaoling Mansion, in a side hall. Han Nishui squinted his eyes, looking at the cloudy mirror in front of him.

On the top of Shangxiao Mountain, there is a large formation, which allows you to observe the three hundred miles around Shangxiao Mountain.

But at this time, in front of Han Nishui's eyes, the cavalry army that was rushing hundreds of miles away was almost completely visible in his eyes.

Most of the illusions are seen by the big formation. Therefore, the 70,000 iron cavalry are fully displayed in response to reality.

Only the most central part is still shrouded in black clouds, making it difficult to see clearly.

Naturally, he couldn't find Zong Shou's current location.

But Han Nishui could feel that that person must be in the cavalry.

Just a thought, not long after. You will be able to meet your life and death enemy. Han Nishui felt that the blood in his body was constantly burning. Inside the chest, it was almost boiling.

It's a pity that this time he couldn't personally behead Zong Shou. However, being able to see this person's defeat with his own eyes can relieve the hatred in his heart a little bit!

——And Xuanyuan Yiren, I want to pick up the face I lost two years ago, bit by bit. To drive that person into the abyss of hell, never to turn over——Thinking of this, Han Nishui couldn't help but glance to the side. I saw Xuanyuan Yiren sitting on a wooden chair beside her, with her eyelids slightly closed, and she didn't even glance over here. He was also wearing an ordinary attire, unlike him, who had changed into a bright red robe.

It was still the same as when the woman was sent here three days ago.

Even going to Xiaozong, there is nothing he can do. Even the eight ninth-tier cultivators in the gate could not break through the fifth-tier magic shield that this woman was carrying with her.

The Lingfu is not like a holy place, and it is even worse than the Qiongjing. In the past ten thousand years, although there are many monks in the spiritual realm and the divine realm, they have not been able to enter this realm.

There are two spiritual realms sitting in the holy land of Lingyunzong, but they cannot leave lightly because of the warnings of several world protectors.

Therefore, he could only watch Xuanyuan Yiren enjoy himself under the magic shield, but he had no choice. If it wasn't for a few ninth-rank monks who have been forcibly restraining her, this woman could even leave directly—"Uncle Xuanyuan is also among them. There is also Xuanshan City, with 20,000 elite riders! Yiren, you still don't want to change your mind, you just want to do that." ?”

With a slight wave of his hand, the forbidden law was dispersed. Make that phantom disappear. Han Nishui clenched his fists tightly and turned around: "Could it be that you really want to see that all of you Xuanshan City's elites perish here before you are willing to give up?"

Xuanyuan Yiren finally opened his eyes, no matter what his expression or words were, they were all so ordinary: "Two years ago, I used to refine a kind of Lingxue blood pill for Zongshou. I don't know if you go to the Xiaozong, but Did you know?"

"Lingxue Blood Essence Pill? What is this?"

Han Nishui was startled, he knew that Lingxam was a kind of divine beast in ancient times.

But what kind of thing is Lingxue Blood Essence Pill?

"I don't know? Then do you know that it was the first transaction between Zong Shou and Kong Qi Zong two years ago?"

Xuanyuan Yiren smiled, his eyes were as bright as stars: "So Yiren has always felt that when you go to Xiaozong, you really don't know how to write the word 'death'."

Han Nishui couldn't help frowning, if it wasn't for confirming that Xuanyuan Yiren was indeed sane at this time. He almost thought that this woman was probably crazy.

Immediately, he shook his head and strode out. He didn't care what Xuanyuan Yiren thought.

As long as Zong Shou dies and Xuanyuantong is captured, there will be no worries about this girl not submitting.

At this time, in the main hall of the head teacher of the Lingfu, there were also several people who were watching the situation hundreds of miles away.

Taoist Yuankong is naturally in the first place. And Lingweizi sat on the side. Almost juxtaposed with Yuan Kong, it is also a respected position.

"Sure enough, they are all elite! This sect has been in business for two years, and it has such strength. If it is just me going to Xiaozong, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with it. Even if we win, we will suffer heavy losses."

"That's why I can't keep this son! In another year or two, I can't control him even more!"

Lingweizi smiled, then frowned suddenly, and looked down: "Long Ruo, calm down—"