Immortal Master Invincible
Chapter 551 Another Liu Family
Chapter 551 Another Liu Family
Thousands of miles away, a majestic mountain range undulates across the land.
Among them is a high mountain in the clouds, which is very majestic and steep.
There is a big cliff on the mountainside, and there is a huge courtyard on the cliff, which looks like a palace from a distance.
On the top of the mountain, there is also a bluestone pagoda, about seven stories high, the bottom floor is about five feet wide, and the top floor is only about three feet wide.
Within the seven-story tower, each floor enshrines a terrifying statue of Zhang Xu high, and a one-horned demon statue enshrined in the middle of the second floor, suddenly a cloud of black light flashed, and there was a faint sound. The sky-shaking roar resounded through the entire mountain.
In a small courtyard under the tower, an old man with white beard and hair came out, looked up at the tower with horror on his face, and rushed into the tower.
The old man who appeared on the second floor glanced at the one-horned demon statue, and saw that the aura on the demon god was extremely weak, with only a little residual aura left, his face turned pale, and he said in a voiceless voice: "What's going on? ? Why does Wushen's aura go away?"
"What's the matter?"
On the mountainside, several figures were heading towards the top of the mountain at full speed, and three old men appeared one after another on the second floor after a while.
Looking at the statue of the one-horned demon god, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
"What's going on? Third child!" The leader, an old man in green robe, looked at the white-haired old man in horror.
"Brother, I don't know, but I checked just now, and there is no trace of invasion in the tower!" The white-haired old man shook his head with a gloomy face.
Hearing this, several old men looked at each other with gloomy faces, and there was a trace of solemnity and surprise in their eyes.
The leading old man frowned, looked at the other person, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth, go and see the Soul Hall!"
"Yes!" An old man in a gray robe responded, and went downstairs. He stood in front of the statue on the first floor, and after bowing with his fists folded, he used several magical formulas, and the statue slowly moved towards the statue. Move back to reveal a stepped opening.
The gray-robed old man quickly walked down the entrance of the cave. After going down for several tens of feet, there was a huge underground hall with a height of several tens of feet and a width of several tens of feet.
At the front end of the hall there is an altar with a width of several feet and a total of seven floors; and on each floor of the altar are oil lamps in the shape of lotus flowers displayed on it.
There are hundreds of lights on the seven floors.
The gray-robed old man glanced at these oil lamps, his eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at one of them; he saw that among the lotus lamps on that layer, there was a lotus lamp that had been extinguished impressively.
The grey-robed old man with a gloomy face glanced at the name engraved on the lotus lantern, and immediately turned around and walked out of the soul hall.
Inside the second floor, the few remaining people were all looking gloomy at the statue in front of them.
"The aura of Wushen Statue is dim, but it hasn't dissipated completely, which means that my Liu family has not been completely abandoned! There is still some room for change!" The remaining old man in green robe took a deep breath and said.
"En!" The green-robed old man nodded slowly, and said, "My Liu family has enshrined him for hundreds of years. He is one of the seven gods of my Liu family's town clan. Although my Liu family may be injured this time, it should not be abandoned My Liu family doesn't care; it's just that, even if I live a sacrifice, I'm afraid it will be impossible to answer my Liu family's call again within ten years!"
The rest of the people nodded gloomyly. Although Wushen is only the second-to-last worshiping god, it has a great influence on the Liu family. At least within the past ten years, without Wushen's response, some specific spells will not be able to be cast. The overall strength of the Liu family may drop by nearly [-]%.
"Now we must find out the source of his injury. If we can deal with this matter well, maybe Wushen will forgive me!"
It's just that the faces of a few people are gloomy. Wushen is the spirit of heaven and earth, who can be hurt, and the person who shoots it is definitely no small matter.
As the gray-robed old man walked back to the second floor, several people looked over with solemn expressions.
"It's Shijun's accident!" Looking at the brothers, the old man in gray robe said coldly.
"Shijun?" The green-robed old man raised his brows, looked at the white-haired old man with the ugliest face, and said in a deep voice, "Third brother, where did Shijun go?"
"Shijun should be in Xuyun City now!" the white-haired old man gritted his teeth and said coldly.
"Xuyun City?" The green-robed old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Where is Lei Fangcheng in Snow Mountain?"
"Exactly!" The gray-robed old man nodded slowly.
The green-skinned old man said with a gloomy face, "Although Lei Fangcheng is already a semi-saint, it is absolutely impossible for him to harm the gods worshiped by my family! Could it be the Patriarch of Snow Mountain?"
"Probably not!" The white-haired old man said coldly: "Shijun is not a person who doesn't know the importance, he will not easily provoke people from the Xueshan faction, even if something really happened, he should speak to me!"
"That's right!" The green-robed old man nodded, and said: "Although my Liu family has no true saints, even the ancestors of Xueshan will not easily become enemies with my Liu family! And they will not rashly hurt the gods worshiped by my Liu family. , this is a great enmity!"
The rest of the people nodded slightly in agreement.
After all, the green-robed old man looked in the direction of Xuyun City from a distance, and after pondering for a while, he said in a cold voice: "Third brother, Shi Jun is your son, then you should take someone there to find out who it is. What's going on? And the other party can actually hurt the gods worshiped by my Liu family, I really want to see what the other party's origin is!"
"Although there is no real saint in my Liu family, this revenge must be avenged!"
"Yes! I will definitely investigate this matter!" The gray-robed old man clapped his hands back sharply.
Inside the Fengqing Inn, Fang Xiaonan was still lying quietly, his face was a little pale, and just now he urged Lingxi to fight back with all his strength, but it exhausted his energy and consumed [-] to [-]% of his spiritual power.
At this time, if someone from the supernatural power level comes to attack and kill, I am afraid that they will have no power to fight back.
But he wasn't worried. The other party spent so much time trying to curse and kill, obviously he didn't want to make a big fuss; for the time being, no one would dare to come, as long as he had a good night's rest, he should be able to recover [-]% to [-]%; Don't be afraid.
Not to mention that Lingxi didn't warn anymore, let alone worry.
At this moment, he was a little weak, but the consciousness in his mind was still fluctuating.
The phantom of the terrifying roar of the one-horned demon god just now still echoed in his mind.
"What kind of amazing existence is this? Although the pure thunder of consonance seems to be the nemesis of this kind of existence, but my all-out attack can only hurt the opponent. I am afraid that the strength of this kind of existence is no longer inferior to that of the true saint. .”
"Huh" After a while, Fang Xiaonan let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
Although there is nothing in the sea of consciousness, and the mental power is almost exhausted, but this time it has benefited a lot from this kind of training. After I recover, I think the mental power will be stronger, and the spirit will be stronger. Consciousness will also be stronger.
(End of this chapter)
Thousands of miles away, a majestic mountain range undulates across the land.
Among them is a high mountain in the clouds, which is very majestic and steep.
There is a big cliff on the mountainside, and there is a huge courtyard on the cliff, which looks like a palace from a distance.
On the top of the mountain, there is also a bluestone pagoda, about seven stories high, the bottom floor is about five feet wide, and the top floor is only about three feet wide.
Within the seven-story tower, each floor enshrines a terrifying statue of Zhang Xu high, and a one-horned demon statue enshrined in the middle of the second floor, suddenly a cloud of black light flashed, and there was a faint sound. The sky-shaking roar resounded through the entire mountain.
In a small courtyard under the tower, an old man with white beard and hair came out, looked up at the tower with horror on his face, and rushed into the tower.
The old man who appeared on the second floor glanced at the one-horned demon statue, and saw that the aura on the demon god was extremely weak, with only a little residual aura left, his face turned pale, and he said in a voiceless voice: "What's going on? ? Why does Wushen's aura go away?"
"What's the matter?"
On the mountainside, several figures were heading towards the top of the mountain at full speed, and three old men appeared one after another on the second floor after a while.
Looking at the statue of the one-horned demon god, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
"What's going on? Third child!" The leader, an old man in green robe, looked at the white-haired old man in horror.
"Brother, I don't know, but I checked just now, and there is no trace of invasion in the tower!" The white-haired old man shook his head with a gloomy face.
Hearing this, several old men looked at each other with gloomy faces, and there was a trace of solemnity and surprise in their eyes.
The leading old man frowned, looked at the other person, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth, go and see the Soul Hall!"
"Yes!" An old man in a gray robe responded, and went downstairs. He stood in front of the statue on the first floor, and after bowing with his fists folded, he used several magical formulas, and the statue slowly moved towards the statue. Move back to reveal a stepped opening.
The gray-robed old man quickly walked down the entrance of the cave. After going down for several tens of feet, there was a huge underground hall with a height of several tens of feet and a width of several tens of feet.
At the front end of the hall there is an altar with a width of several feet and a total of seven floors; and on each floor of the altar are oil lamps in the shape of lotus flowers displayed on it.
There are hundreds of lights on the seven floors.
The gray-robed old man glanced at these oil lamps, his eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at one of them; he saw that among the lotus lamps on that layer, there was a lotus lamp that had been extinguished impressively.
The grey-robed old man with a gloomy face glanced at the name engraved on the lotus lantern, and immediately turned around and walked out of the soul hall.
Inside the second floor, the few remaining people were all looking gloomy at the statue in front of them.
"The aura of Wushen Statue is dim, but it hasn't dissipated completely, which means that my Liu family has not been completely abandoned! There is still some room for change!" The remaining old man in green robe took a deep breath and said.
"En!" The green-robed old man nodded slowly, and said, "My Liu family has enshrined him for hundreds of years. He is one of the seven gods of my Liu family's town clan. Although my Liu family may be injured this time, it should not be abandoned My Liu family doesn't care; it's just that, even if I live a sacrifice, I'm afraid it will be impossible to answer my Liu family's call again within ten years!"
The rest of the people nodded gloomyly. Although Wushen is only the second-to-last worshiping god, it has a great influence on the Liu family. At least within the past ten years, without Wushen's response, some specific spells will not be able to be cast. The overall strength of the Liu family may drop by nearly [-]%.
"Now we must find out the source of his injury. If we can deal with this matter well, maybe Wushen will forgive me!"
It's just that the faces of a few people are gloomy. Wushen is the spirit of heaven and earth, who can be hurt, and the person who shoots it is definitely no small matter.
As the gray-robed old man walked back to the second floor, several people looked over with solemn expressions.
"It's Shijun's accident!" Looking at the brothers, the old man in gray robe said coldly.
"Shijun?" The green-robed old man raised his brows, looked at the white-haired old man with the ugliest face, and said in a deep voice, "Third brother, where did Shijun go?"
"Shijun should be in Xuyun City now!" the white-haired old man gritted his teeth and said coldly.
"Xuyun City?" The green-robed old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Where is Lei Fangcheng in Snow Mountain?"
"Exactly!" The gray-robed old man nodded slowly.
The green-skinned old man said with a gloomy face, "Although Lei Fangcheng is already a semi-saint, it is absolutely impossible for him to harm the gods worshiped by my family! Could it be the Patriarch of Snow Mountain?"
"Probably not!" The white-haired old man said coldly: "Shijun is not a person who doesn't know the importance, he will not easily provoke people from the Xueshan faction, even if something really happened, he should speak to me!"
"That's right!" The green-robed old man nodded, and said: "Although my Liu family has no true saints, even the ancestors of Xueshan will not easily become enemies with my Liu family! And they will not rashly hurt the gods worshiped by my Liu family. , this is a great enmity!"
The rest of the people nodded slightly in agreement.
After all, the green-robed old man looked in the direction of Xuyun City from a distance, and after pondering for a while, he said in a cold voice: "Third brother, Shi Jun is your son, then you should take someone there to find out who it is. What's going on? And the other party can actually hurt the gods worshiped by my Liu family, I really want to see what the other party's origin is!"
"Although there is no real saint in my Liu family, this revenge must be avenged!"
"Yes! I will definitely investigate this matter!" The gray-robed old man clapped his hands back sharply.
Inside the Fengqing Inn, Fang Xiaonan was still lying quietly, his face was a little pale, and just now he urged Lingxi to fight back with all his strength, but it exhausted his energy and consumed [-] to [-]% of his spiritual power.
At this time, if someone from the supernatural power level comes to attack and kill, I am afraid that they will have no power to fight back.
But he wasn't worried. The other party spent so much time trying to curse and kill, obviously he didn't want to make a big fuss; for the time being, no one would dare to come, as long as he had a good night's rest, he should be able to recover [-]% to [-]%; Don't be afraid.
Not to mention that Lingxi didn't warn anymore, let alone worry.
At this moment, he was a little weak, but the consciousness in his mind was still fluctuating.
The phantom of the terrifying roar of the one-horned demon god just now still echoed in his mind.
"What kind of amazing existence is this? Although the pure thunder of consonance seems to be the nemesis of this kind of existence, but my all-out attack can only hurt the opponent. I am afraid that the strength of this kind of existence is no longer inferior to that of the true saint. .”
"Huh" After a while, Fang Xiaonan let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
Although there is nothing in the sea of consciousness, and the mental power is almost exhausted, but this time it has benefited a lot from this kind of training. After I recover, I think the mental power will be stronger, and the spirit will be stronger. Consciousness will also be stronger.
(End of this chapter)
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