Chapter 838 Outside Panlong City

He Chunhua immediately said: "You are just a resentful ghost in a pot! Why should I feel guilty about offering sacrifice to you?"

Yes! Chuan'er is long gone, and he offered sacrifice to a demon in human skin, so he has a clear conscience!

He Lingchuan laughed: "The mark of Naluotian's god's seal was planted many years ago, long before the last time he entered the Panlong ruins. How do you want to defend this? - Father!"

The last two words were squeezed out from between his teeth, full of bitterness and hatred.

He Chunhua was speechless for a moment.

This is a fatal point, it hits the mark at one stroke, there is no solution.

Qiu Hu spat on the ground: "You are deceiving yourself!"

He basically understood everything. This General He admitted that he offered sacrifice to the gods, sacrificed his own children, and identified his eldest son as a demon...

Is he a little crazy?

He Lingchuan laughed loudly: "Forget it, we are father and son after all. I will fulfill my father's wish today! Where is Narakutian's clone? I will let it come!"

Qiu Hu was shocked: "No, absolutely not!"

This young master has always been smart, decisive and resourceful. He looks like a wise leader. Could it be that he wants to make a big mistake at such a critical moment?

He Chunhua was also shocked.

The spell on He Lingchuan's wrist was still glowing, and it should have taken effect. He talked to this resentful ghost for a long time, why didn't Narakutian come?

A few thunders suddenly flashed in the sky.

Usually, lightning is blazing white, or with a little red and purple, but these lightnings are very strange, shining with a pale green light.

The entire Panlong City, whether it is buildings, streets or various sculptures, is dyed with green light for a while, and the atmosphere is particularly weird.

This kind of light and breath belong to Narakutian, and He Chunhua is very familiar with it.

And the statue in his palm began to tremble, emitting a faint green light all over, as if echoing.

The gods are finally coming. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his eldest son in front of him, and couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

The absurdity that started more than ten years ago, let's stop it today.

He finally doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

...

Panlong Desert.

The disciples of Jianyang had left Panlong City long ago and were camping in the desert. A disciple pointed to the back and shouted: "Uncle Master, look!"

Ling Jinbao turned around and saw a red light rising from Panlong City!

Sure enough, the red light started from the ruins.

The disciples were eager to ask: "Should we go back?"

If we go back to the city now, even if we can't get the first soup, we can still watch the excitement, right?

Ling Jinbao stared at the light column in a daze, as if thinking about something.

The disciples asked twice, and he came back to his senses: "Just stay here!"

Isn't this trip out just to grab treasures and fight passionately? Everyone felt bored, but it was hard to disobey the orders of the superiors, so they had to take a few pieces of white tarpaulin to pad the sand and stones, and sit down on the sand dunes.

Ling Jinbao simply lay down and put his hands behind his head.

This damn place is hot as hell during the day and cold as hell at night, but the night view is really nice, with stars hanging over the vast plain.

After a long time, when he yawned for the fourth time, the disciples couldn't help asking: "Uncle, what are you looking at?"

And he looked so leisurely.

"Looking at the door." Ling Jinbao took out the water bag and drank some water, "The time when the red light appeared tonight was earlier than the previous times, why?"

The red light appeared in the previous few times, all of which were close to the second half of the night; but tonight it was earlier than the hour of the dog, why?

What is the difference between tonight and the previous few days, just because there are explorers coming?

What does Dafanghu want to do to the explorers who enter the Panlong ruins?

He couldn't figure this out, so he didn't dare to stay in the city rashly.

The disciples certainly couldn't answer this kind of question, and Ling Jinbao didn't expect them to.

Just as he was looking and thinking, the range of the red light suddenly changed, from a straight beam of light to the entire Panlong ruins!

"Wow!" The disciples of Jianyangmen exclaimed in unison.

As they watched, the entire Panlong ruins were enveloped by red light!

But this expansion lasted only two or three breaths, and then the red light disappeared!

"What happened?" The Jianyang sect was only two hundred feet away from the south gate of the Panlong ruins, just in time to see the changes in the red light.

Suddenly someone jumped up: "Look at the city gate! The Baling people on the city gate are gone!"

Not only the Jianyang sect disciples wanted to climb up to see the overall situation, the Baling people had already done so. Bao Guanjie arranged three or four people to climb the south city gate to patrol the dynamics of the city.

Ling Jinbao and others could see the majestic South City Gate and the figures of the Baling people walking back and forth while sitting on the sand dunes.

But after the red light, the city gate was empty.

Where are those Baling people?

Even the practitioners with high skills and courage felt their scalps tingling at this moment.

All the people in the city were swallowed by the red light?

The disciples swallowed their saliva: "Uncle Ling is wise!"

Otherwise, they will follow the footsteps of the people in the city!

Ling Jinbao said nothing, his face heavy.

The red light in this city looks like a trap.

But even if people know, they will still rush into it.

At this moment, Ling Jinbao actually saw someone on the sand dune next to him.

The group of sixteen or seventeen people came at some point, and they all looked at the red light of Panlong City like Jianyangmen.

There have been many adventurers in Panlong Desert recently, and Ling Jinbao didn't care.

However, the other party actually sent someone to climb over the uneven hills and asked the Jianyangmen: "Looking at the direction you came from, are you coming from Panlong City?"

The Jianyangmen disciple frowned and looked at him: "Who are you?" He didn't even say hello, and was aggressive right away.

So rude.

"We are from the Heavenly Palace and we are here to do business in the Panlong Desert." This person did not say anything bad, but he just had a kind of "I don't want to talk to you anymore" arrogance.

"Oh." Ling Jinbao nodded, "Yes."

Then he shut his mouth tightly.

The other party was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was answering the previous question, so he immediately asked: "What happened in the city?"

Ling Jinbao turned his head and said to the disciples: "Let's go."

They walked back without paying any attention to him.

This person caught up with him, and his tone was much softer: "Everyone, please stay... If you are willing to share your experience in the city, we will definitely reward you handsomely!"

Ling Jinbao ignored him and walked away.

This person said a few more words, and seeing that no one responded, he said with a stern face: "You..."

"I asked you to come up and talk to me." Ling Jinbao interrupted him, "You are not qualified."

No matter how bad he is, he is still the great elder of Jianyang Sect. What's wrong with the Heavenly Palace across the way? Can any cat or dog be sent to ask for directions?

The man opened his mouth, but seeing that he was about to leave again, he had to turn around and run back.

I don’t know how the other side communicated, anyway, this person pointed at the people of Jianyang Gate while talking, and it seemed that he had nothing good to say.

Then, the leader of the other side came over.

This man was about fifty years old, thin, and his jaw and beard were trimmed very finely, looking very energetic.

“Sorry, my servant has just been accepted and I don’t know the etiquette.” He clasped his fists as soon as he came, “May I ask what your name is?”

“Jianyang Gate, Ling Jinbao.”

“Mr. Ling.” The man smiled, “I am He Jing, Duyun Envoy of Zhaixing Tower. This time I am here to Panlong Desert to do business under the order of Tiangong.”

Ling Jinbao was moved.

Duyun Envoy? This guy with a smile on his face turned out to be Duyun Envoy?

The Tiangong of Lingxu City is world-famous. Below the Duyun Envoy are four Duyun (deputy) Envoys. They are of noble status and transcendent status. Even the Demon Emperor of Beijia has to treat them with courtesy.

How could a person of this status suddenly appear in Panlong City, thousands of miles away from Xushan?

Is he here for the Dafanghu? That's too fast.

Beijia has a vast territory. It takes time for the news of the changes in the Panlong Desert to spread from the western part of Yuan Country to Lingxu City. It will take a lot of time for this Duyun Envoy to rush here from Lingxu City after hearing the news.

How did he come so timely and just catch up with the birth of the Dafanghu?

"It turned out to be Envoy He." Faced with such a person, Ling Jinbao decided to stop while he was ahead. "We went around the city for a few times and saw that everything was in ruins and there was no new change, so we came out."

In a few words, he told the previous experience in the city.

He Jing asked: "The red light just appeared, maybe it was the arrival of a rare treasure, why didn't Mr. Ling return to the city?"

Ling Jinbao looked back at the red light column and shook his head: "I always feel ominous, I don't want to go back."

At this time, He Jing's men suddenly ran over with a mirror: "Master, there is a picture in the Haofang mirror!"

A picture?

Out of curiosity, Ling Jinbao stopped to watch, but saw that the mirror did not reflect He Jing's face, but a series of rapidly changing scenes.

The dilapidated buildings, the neat and uniform streets, and the dragon head pattern on half of the earth wall flashed by...

Hey, he had seen this pattern in Panlong City before.

In other words, the mirror showed the scene in Panlong City?

And this way of reflection, as if the mirror borrowed someone's perspective, what he saw, He Jing could also see.

Ling Jinbao was peeking from the side. He Jing frowned secretly, but then pointed at the screen and asked him:

"Mr. Ling, who are these people?"

"These?" Ling Jinbao was familiar with the forces in Panlong City now. "It seems to be Andong people."

"Andong people?"

Ling Jinbao pointed to the north: "They and Yuan Kingdom divided the Panlong Desert and ruled separately. I heard that they just attacked Black Water City a few days ago and suffered a great defeat."

He Jing said.

Ling Jinbao simply pointed out the various forces that appeared in the picture to him one by one.

When he heard that the archenemy of the Yuan Army, Da Sima, had also sent people to the scene, He Jing frowned: "Is it a coincidence? Panlong City tonight actually gathered so many passers-by, and there are disputes between them."

"The strange phenomenon in Panlong City intensified a few days ago, and a phantom city appeared in the sky. Who wouldn't want to come and find out what's going on?" Ling Jinbao glanced at He Jing, "I think Envoy He also came for this, why didn't he go in before?"

There were obviously two teams coming from the Heavenly Palace, why did Zhang Lianhai enter Panlong City, but this senior official surnamed He stayed outside the city?

Ling Jinbao had a hunch that He Jing had come a long time ago, but just didn't go in.

Regarding the big news about Beijia a while ago, he only heard about the rebellion of Xushan Mountain and the chaos in Zhaixing Tower and Lingxu City, but he didn't know that Zhaixing Tower lost a magical object, which was also related to the Dafang Pot.