Germany

Chapter 88

The thunder subsided, revealing the figure of a woman.

The heavy giant ax twirled lightly in her hands, and she carried it carelessly on her shoulders.

Huo Xiumao managed to raise his head to look at the woman, his eyes brightened immediately, and he said happily, "Senior Sister Yu! I—cough cough cough!"

Because he was too excited, he couldn't help coughing violently before his breath calmed down.

Yu Xian glanced at him, and said casually: "It's fate, are you injured? If you are not injured, hurry up and comfort the two children."

The two young children were so frightened by the accident that they burst into tears, Huo Xiumao quickly took them into his arms and comforted them patiently.

Yu Xian looked into the distance, and said depressedly: "I can't do it alone... Tsk, trouble."

With a helpless sigh, she flew into the air, and said loudly: "There are enemies invading, the outer disciples take care of themselves, and the direct disciples protect ordinary people, support me!"

Her voice carried by spiritual power spread far away, echoing endlessly in the land of inheritance.

After finishing speaking, Yu Xian turned into a thunderbolt and flew away, leaving behind fragments of magic weapons and two halves of corpses.

……

"An enemy invaded?"

Shu Pinghui stopped catching the water polo and looked in the direction of the sound.

Not far from her, Lan Chucui also put away the lotus shadows all over the place, raised her jaw slightly, and frowned her brows.

"Where is the sacredness, dare to attack Taichu Guan."

Shu Pinghui's eyes flashed with curiosity, and she said to herself.

She glanced at the water polo jumping everywhere on the ground, then at Lan Chucui opposite, she rolled her eyes and curled her lips.

"Instead of grabbing the water polo with you here, why don't you try out my new spell."

After the words fell, she decisively picked up the magic weapon and left.

A contemplative look flashed across Lan Chucui's eyes, and then she also left.

……

The outer disciples who were scattered around the place of inheritance had different reactions after hearing Yu Xian's order.

Some people quickly searched for their companions to avoid being alone and robbed; some cast spells to conceal their existence to prevent being discovered by the enemy;

There are also people who, with different purposes, actively seek out incoming enemies.

……

Outside the place of inheritance, a well-mannered man sat high in the air.

An upside-down vial was floating in front of him, and thick black liquid dripped from the mouth of the bottle.

The liquid continued to disappear during the falling process. In contrast, the blockade outside the Inheritance Land became tighter and firmer.

The man's spiritual consciousness swept across the place of inheritance unscrupulously.He looked a little complicated, and murmured: "Da Zongmen, it's really enviable, huh..."

"Why did you close this place?"

An abrupt voice interrupted the man's emotion.

The man was startled, and then he found a woman standing in front of him at some point.

"You... the foundation building period?!"

The man was unbelievably authentic, and immediately denied: "Impossible. Who are you?"

Jing Yingrong said: "I am an outer disciple of Taichuguan."

The man's elegant face was tinged with coldness: "Outer disciple? Are you joking?"

"I'm not joking." Jing Yingrong showed her martial token.

Then, she repeated the question just now: "Why did you close this place?"

The man stared at Jing Yingrong's badge for a while, then looked away, with a gentle smile on his face again, and said gently and politely: "The purpose is not enough to talk to outsiders, if you are fine, please leave Bar."

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Jing Yingrong released the vast sea of ​​spiritual consciousness for the first time in a long time.

She grasped all the situation in the land of inheritance in an instant.

"What are you guys doing by robbing young children?" she asked.

The man still maintained a gentle expression, and said: "This matter has nothing to do with your Excellency, it is best for you not to ask any more questions."

Jing Yingrong shook her head: "I am a disciple of Taichu Guan, so it should be related to me."

The man smiled coldly: "Oh? Then you want to meddle in your own business?"

"Ah."

"In that case, please enlighten me!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he raised his hand and held out a black inkstone.

The black inkstone became larger in the wind, and in an instant, the surrounding space was completely dyed in a deep black color, and the sky and the ground looked like an abyss.

The man chuckled and said, "So that Your Excellency can understand clearly, and give me the name——Luan Mo."

Venerable Luan Mo saw that Jing Yingrong did not use any means of resistance, as if he had foreseen the scene where the other party was swallowed by the deep darkness and his body turned into ink, the guard and scruples in his eyes completely faded away.

But soon, his smile froze on his face.

In that endless dark world, the mirror image became the only light source.

She stood there, as if even the darkness gave birth to light.

Jing Yingrong stretched out a finger and poked the edge slightly, a drop of thick ink was stained on the fingertip.

She looked at the thick ink with some curiosity for a moment, then twisted her fingers, and the thick ink disappeared.

Venerable Luanmo who witnessed this scene turned pale with shock.

"You! Who the hell are you?! The news clearly didn't say that there would be a great power from the Ancestral View here!"

Mirror Yingrong didn't answer.She said indifferently: "I wanted to drive you away, but you intend to kill me, so I will kill you."

……

A self-inflicted disciple of Taichu Guan with wounds on his body is chasing a Nascent Soul cultivator hard.

"Don't you run! Stop! Put the child down!"

The direct disciple roared angrily, completely ignoring that his wound was still bleeding.

The Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him spit out "bah" and cursed: "Chasing, chasing! Dog skin plaster!"

He was holding a young child in his hand. The child had already passed out, but his body was fine.

It was with this young boy in hand that he in the early stage of Nascent Soul was able to injure his direct disciple in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

He used the child as a human shield, forcing his direct disciples to be restrained and dare not attack him with all their strength, but he was able to attack the opponent wantonly.

It's just that the monk didn't expect that the direct disciple would be so tenacious and chase him so closely.

Sensing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer, the monk turned around and released a spell.The direct disciple wanted to block it, but he was worried that the aftermath of the collision of spiritual power would hurt the child, so he had to dodge by himself.

This hide, the distance is farther.

"asshole!"

The direct disciple scolded, already sweating profusely.

While anxious, he suddenly saw a figure appearing in the distance in front of him. At the moment, he didn't care whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, and how much he cultivated, so he rushed to the doctor and shouted: "Stop him!"

Cultivator Nascent Soul also saw that figure, and after realizing that the other party only had a Golden Core cultivation base, he snorted coldly and said, "Don't get in the way!"

At the same time as the words came out of his mouth, he casually released a spell and threw it at the man.If an ordinary Jindan cultivator encounters a blow that contains the cultivation base of Nascent Soul, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured.

However, the other party didn't dodge or evade, and seemed to be slow and hastily sacrificed a golden long sword.At the tip of the long sword, a little red flame ignited, and the golden glow loomed in the heart of the flame.

The red flame suddenly swelled and turned into a red fireball shining with golden light.

It was like, the sun was setting on the tip of the sword.

(End of this chapter)