Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 111 Nine Lotuses bloom in an instant

The two late-stage monks from Qianjin Mountain looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes!

Although the Luo family has been in decline for a long time, this is at the level of aristocratic families.

On an individual level, especially for Qi Practitioners, a destroyed family often means great wealth, like a honeycomb flowing with honey.

Whether it's unique spells, spiritual stones, magic weapons, or even some family secrets that have been passed down for a long time, they are all priceless.

The two of them naturally knew this very well.

The only thing that worries them is safety.

After all, anyone who sees such an exaggerated battle can't help but feel terrified.

"Senior Brother Qian, I'm going to investigate the situation first, and you can appoint a few reliable people to come over quickly!"

"Junior Brother Wei, please pay attention to your safety!"

"rest assured."

Ping Lei Hall.

vestibule.

In front of the stick of incense, Zhang Yuanbai was following his senior brother in practicing the layout of the Laying Rock Thousand Locks Formation.

Unexpectedly, the celestial phenomena changed, causing all the disciples to look up in shock and whisper to each other.

After a few breaths, Brother Qian flew to the front of the hall with a cold face.

"Something has happened to the Luo family. You must gather at the entrance of the mansion as soon as possible. The middle-term disciples from each team will maintain order and come to the Luo family as quickly as possible. Don't delay!"

"I'll take the first step and go to meet Junior Brother Wei!"

After saying that, he flew away in a hurry.

Looking at Senior Brother Qian's back disappearing among the dark clouds in the sky, all the disciples were nervous, excited, and afraid.

Zhang Yuanbai also looked up, but an unusual look flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go! Yuan Bai... Yuan Bai..."

"Ah! Wait for me, I'm coming soon!"

On the other side of Huaqu City, there is a small courtyard.

Wu Meng walked out of the eaves at some point and stood in the heavy snow.

The peaceful look he had had for the past few days swept away from his face, and his eyes were full of energy, as if he was thinking and calculating, but also a little excited and nervous.

Just before, through Zhang Baiyuan's vision, an astonishing idea suddenly appeared in his mind!

This idea was subconsciously discarded as soon as it appeared, but it was brought back again as the thoughts turned.

It was so unbelievable that Wu Meng walked into the courtyard unknowingly, but it makes sense after thinking about it carefully.

The idea is...

While the two late-stage monks are leaving, first deal with the twenty-one monks in charge of the Thousand-Lock Formation!

Twenty-one monks.

Three of them are mid-term.

Holding three sets of stacked rock thousand lock formations.

Regardless of the large number of people, Wu Meng still needs to open up the formation to enter the Qianjinshan Residence, and needs to solve and leave in a very short time.

The reason why it is incredible is because any step in it is impossible for ordinary Qi practicing monks to complete.

But for Wu Meng, that doesn't seem to be the case.

The most important thing is that as long as you seize the opportunity, even if the plan fails, there should be no risk of leaving.

going or not?

Opportunities are precious and fleeting.

Wu Meng raised the snow fox collar of his cloak, and his eyes were full of energy, as if they were blooming with brilliance.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the wind and snow, as if he had never appeared before.

……

"Yuan Bai, we will enter the Luo family soon. Let's go together and see if there are any lone Luo family monks..."

Zhang Yuanbai shook his head: "How can you run around on your own, not to mention that even if you find something good, it will probably be searched by Senior Brother Qian!"

Having said that, there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. The greater the momentum, the more abundant hidden opportunities will naturally be. What's more, with two senior brothers carrying it, can the sky collapse?

Most of the people were as eager to try it as he was.

With this mood, within ten seconds, the three teams gathered at the door and were ready to go. At this time, Senior Brother Qian left, and there was not even time for a cup of tea. Except for three small teams, only a few scattered disciples arrived.

"ready to go!"

The leading senior brother shouted.

"I'm so nervous, Yuan Bai, how about you?"

"One hundred yuan? One hundred yuan?"

The other monks had already taken out their vehicles, but Zhang Yuanbai remained motionless.

The people next to him screamed a few times, and then he suddenly raised his head, and his originally bright eyes became numb and dim, as if...

A puppet! !

The classmate who was chatting and laughing before suddenly became like this!

The caller opened his mouth subconsciously, the cold air rushed to the top of his head, and an extremely strong sense of ominousness arose in his heart!

report?

Oh report! !

"set off!"

As soon as his thoughts came up, he saw the leading senior brother, Yu Jue, pointing at a point, and a large hole was opened in the formation.

Amidst the slightly rippling pale golden waves, strong wind carried drifting snow and poured it in from the entrance of the cave!

In the wind and snow, a vague figure stood out!

"Enemy attack!!!"

He reacted immediately and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Perhaps because of the strong uneasiness in his heart, this sound actually mobilized all his strength, making his face turn red.

Hoarse!

However, it was too late...

When taking the lead in performing the tactic, Zhang Yuanbai also performed the tactic.

A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Unprepared, the disciples' eyes suddenly lit up and they all lost their vision.

An extremely strong floral fragrance wafts in the courtyard!

The wind and snow are still howling in my ears, but I can smell the fragrance of flowers. What a strange thing! !

The three leading middle-term disciples reacted the fastest. Someone shouted in shock: "Wu Meng! Wu Meng is here! Hurry up and form a formation..."

He failed to shout the last word, which turned into a short scream and then became silent again.

Is this dead? ! !

This scene has such a great impact on the soul!

All the disciples were shocked when they heard this!

After a moment, some disciples recovered their vision one after another. However, before they had time to take a breath, they saw a scene that they would never forget!

"!!!"

In the wind and snow that filled the courtyard, there were actually stretches of fragrant grass, cascading shadows of trees, and patches of snow lotus swaying in the wind, as if they had fallen into a lotus pond!

One, two, three...seven, eight, nine!

Delicate lotus...

Deadly lotus!

A total of nine flowers!

It was just a skill to generate gold and generate light. In just one breath, one-third of the disciples in the courtyard were already wailing and screaming.

The remaining people who survived were completely frightened out of their wits, and screamed in terror endlessly.

Among the three leaders, two were motionless like zombies, while the other one used some means to save his life and was running away.

I saw the man in the air lift up a lotus heart with his fingers, and it seemed to be a long-distance shot. The lotus heart was extremely fast and sank in from behind the leader.

He suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the survivors were waiting to escape, and the three mid-term monks turned their heads to cast spells.

Flame, golden gun, gilt...

Various spells are emerging one after another, but the targets are aimed at former classmates...

After three breaths, the last figure collapsed. It was the person who had been talking to Zhang Baiyuan before.

He was lucky. He was stunned in place, but he was lucky enough to survive until the last moment.

But he also had the worst luck. He witnessed the entire massacre from beginning to end, experiencing fear, panic, collapse, numbness, and finally death.

Wu Meng waved his hand to light a raging fire, then took three sets of formation flags into his palm, turned around and disappeared into the wind and snow.

The formation light curtain slowly closed, blocking out the wind and snow, and it was as if everything had never happened.

(End of this chapter)