mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 568 Half a Year
In Tiannan, the main altar of Yulingzong, in a certain secret room.

A middle-aged monk with a square face and serious expression was anxiously waiting for something.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light suddenly shot out from afar.

The middle-aged monk was shocked, and subconsciously released a black dagger to block in front of him, but after a sweep of his consciousness, he put away the magic weapon in embarrassment.

The light fell in front of him, revealing a bearded old man in green clothes.

"Senior Brother Dong, have you found the Zhimu Lingying?" As soon as he saw the figure of the old man, the middle-aged monk impatiently stepped forward and asked anxiously.

Hearing this, the old man sighed helplessly.

The middle-aged monk turned pale, lowered his head, and let out a soft sigh:
"Forget it, it seems that Yunzhi doesn't have this blessing."

"Junior Brother Han, there is no way to do this. Who would have thought that the Zhimu Lingying would escape at this time." The old man comforted him helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"At this point, we can no longer procrastinate. We must activate the spare spirit infants immediately, and let them fuse with the five disciples in the shortest possible time. At that time, our Spirit Controlling Sect will have an extra five yuan Infant monks at the early stage, so that we have the opportunity to snatch the eighth-level dragon that can only drive the evil god thunder from the hands of the old devil of Hehuan. With the five-element spirit infant and the eighth-level dragon, we really have a chance, and Hehuan Zong is vying for the position of the leader of the Demon Dao."

"Junior Brother Han, this is all for the sake of the overall situation, so let's wrong that little girl."

When the middle-aged monk heard the words, he could only sigh and nodded.

Seeing this, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, even if the Zhimu Lingying was not lost, the old man did not intend to let the little girl named Han Yunzhi become the candidate for the fusion spirit infant, but planned to choose another person.After all, there is another problem with the fusion of the five elements spirit infant. If those alchemy monks without background and foundation are okay, but if you really let yourself, the only descendant of Junior Brother Han, become the victim of the fusion spirit infant, there is no guarantee that nothing will happen .

"Brother, how long will it take for the fusion of the Five Elements Spirit Infant?" the middle-aged monk asked with some concern.

The old man thought for a while, and his face gradually became a little ugly.

"Normally, it would take at least two years, but even with the help of the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Demon Flame Sect, it is impossible for Hehuan Laomo to wait for us for so long. We can only use some quick methods."

"Junior Brother Han, call all the candidates for spiritual infant fusion, it's time for them to sacrifice for Yulingzong."

Speaking of this, a trace of anger flashed in the old man's eyes.

The middle-aged monk froze in his heart, and quickly bowed his head to say yes. He had some guesses in his heart, and he immediately pushed it back by himself.

The old man nodded and walked slowly towards the secret room.

"Tell Wang Tiansheng that no matter what, we will delay Hehuanzong for half a year. After half a year, we will definitely send troops to help."

……

Half a year later, the country of Yue.

In a certain restaurant in the capital city, a storyteller was spitting and telling stories.

"It is said that the Monkey King was holding a golden cudgel, and he rushed into the Lingxiao Palace, and all the civil and military immortals on the left and right went into battle. This one held the Seven Star Sword, and the other held the Yanyue Saber high."

"The monkey king is really brave. He turned into a superhuman being, and he was flying up and down with three golden cudgels in his hand. There was no one in the Lingxiao Temple who could stop him, and no one would be able to stop him. He beat the heavens and the earth apart. The Jade Emperor was so scared Get under the table, stick out your head and shout..."

"Shh!"

Before the storyteller finished his story, he heard boos from the audience.

"It's been a story for more than a hundred years, why are you still telling it? Is there anything new?" Someone shouted loudly, and then a group of people responded.

"Yeah, let's talk about something new."

"Yes, yes, say something you haven't heard before."

"..."

The storyteller, who seemed to be at least in his seventies, seemed a little astonished, but then, as if he had expected it, he lowered his head and gave a wry smile, and raised his head with a smile on his face again, calm and composed.

"Okay! If that's the case, then today I will tell a story about the gods burning down the imperial palace in a rage, and the gods and demons fighting each other for the sake of the common people!"

Upon hearing this, all the audience in the audience became excited.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of applause.

The storyteller stretched out his hands calmly, cleared his throat, and said loudly:

"It is said that one day, the foolish emperor and treacherous ministers gathered together. They said they were discussing important national affairs, but what they actually did was buying officials and selling nobles, corrupting the law, and stealing the country. Just as this group of people said happily Suddenly, I heard an explosion in the sky..."

Before the storyteller finished speaking, he heard a deafening thunderclap suddenly in the sky.

Everyone was taken aback, and even the storyteller stayed where he was. He glanced at the sunny weather outside and was a little puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely majestic voice echoed in the sky.

"All mortals, gather in the eastern suburbs within an hour, and offenders will be killed without mercy!"

Having said that, a huge black fireball suddenly descended from the sky and fell silently.

Everyone in the restaurant stared blankly at this scene until the sudden fireball swallowed them all.

In an instant, the small half of the DC district including this restaurant was turned into a black sea of ​​flames. Thousands of mortals were reduced to ashes by the black demon fire without even a chance to beg for mercy.

Others tried to put out the fire, but no matter whether they splashed water or raised soil, it had no effect. On the contrary, it made the demonic fire burn more intensely. After a while, almost the entire eastern district was burnt to the ground.

None of the civilians living inside could escape.

Until now, the mortals in the capital seemed to have realized something, and hurriedly dragged their families to the eastern suburbs outside the city.

The woman was holding the child, and the man was carrying the old man on his back, and rushed out of the city as if fleeing for their lives. Some people were carrying a few bags, but before they could run far, they were dragged to the ground by the cumbersome luggage, and then And was surrounded by panic flow of people.

Some children and old people fell at the end of the crowd, some were pulled, some were pushed to the ground, and with their feet stepping on them, there was no more life.

An hour later, only a small half of the more than [-] people in the entire capital escaped from the capital.

In the sky, the red-haired old man sneered disdainfully, dropped a scorching fireball, flew towards the capital, turned his head and asked Wang Tiansheng beside him:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you really sure that you can attract that surnamed Lu by doing this?"

Wang Tiansheng smiled smugly and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Tianhuo, our Ghost Spirit Sect has dealt with this person more than a hundred years ago. I can guarantee that he will definitely come out."

"Hahaha... that's good, otherwise so many mortals would be wasted. It's a pity, if I can catch them all and sacrifice their souls to me..."

The red-haired old man stopped suddenly in the middle of his words, with disbelief in his eyes.

Right in front of his eyes, the huge fireball that was supposed to fall into the capital and flatten the entire capital suddenly stagnated in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderclap sounded, and countless pieces of metal fragments shining with blue electric light shot out, instantly blasting the entire fireball in the air.

The metal fragments flew back and turned into a small blue shield in the hands of a man in blue.

The man was about twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance and clear eyes, staring at the two of them coldly.

(End of this chapter)