Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 653
"噗嗤"' With a slight sound, Qian Chong's forward steps suddenly stopped.

She raised her eyes and looked at the long sword still resting on her body.

On the clothes, bright red blood has flowed wantonly.

Seeing that Qian Chong's movements had paused, the Xianmen disciple couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand, and was about to push the long sword another distance.

"Looking for death." The enchanting red lips parted slightly, and a cold look flashed in Qian Chong's eyes.

In an instant, he flew up with one hand, and with the splash of blood, the body of the disciple of Xianmen flew upside down and hit the sky pillar, before falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the other disciples of the immortal sect couldn't help gathering together, and then formed a grand formation of the immortal sect, looking at Qian Chong with wary eyes.

There was a scarlet color in Qian Chong's eyes, and all the figures in front of him seemed to be coated with a layer of blood in his eyes.

She walked forward step by step, her white clothes fluttering, and the red lotus in the corner of her eyes was even more shocking.

"Kill this demon girl quickly, or the fairy gate will be lost." Someone in the crowd shouted, and then more disciples of the fairy gate came.

They besieged Qian Chong in the middle, and nothing could get through.

"Hua Qinglan, come out." Qian Chong looked at the disciple holding a long sword in front of him, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and then he shouted loudly into the air.

Seeing that Qian Chong directly called Guan Zun's name, the disciple's eyes showed a trace of coldness.

"How dare you call out the head's name, who are you?"

Qian Chong's mind was always filled with restlessness and buzzing thoughts.

When he heard the phrase who are you, Qian Chong was suddenly in a trance.

Who are you?

Isn't she the witch they call?
Thinking of this, Qian Chong suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, and at the same time, there was a forceful laugh, floating in the vast air.

"Who else? Come out!" Hearing the voice that was different from the clear female voice before, the disciple of Xianmen couldn't help feeling a little creepy.

One of the disciples looked at the situation in front of him and knew that it was unlikely that they could defeat the demon girl with their abilities alone, so he quickly dropped his sword and ran away.

He had to go to the Qingli Hall to find Ya Zun Ji Zuncai, the head of the house was not there, and probably only the two of them could calm down the scene in front of him.

"Just because of you, you also want me to show up." A powerful voice sounded, accompanied by gusts of wind and sand.

All the disciples of Xianmen didn't use their sleeves to cover their faces, and at this moment, several howls sounded.

"The demon girl is really deceiving people too much!" The disciple of Xianmen who was seriously injured and fell to the ground supported the ground with his sword, stood up desperately, pointed at Qian Chong and said every word.

Then, he suddenly rushed towards the direction where Qian Chong was standing.

Qian Chong remained motionless, staring coldly at the long sword that was rushing towards him.

"Devil devours." Hands spread out to the sides like waves, and hair danced unscrupulously behind him.

Qian Chong's whole body was surrounded by a purple-black glow.

And around her body, a faint black mist swirled around, and it was arranged in various shapes from time to time, as if it was a ghost from hell who came to lock her soul.

The long sword in the hands of the Immortal Sect disciple immediately corroded into pieces after touching the faint smoke. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and then, his arm also slowly turned into nothingness.

In the end, only his wailing was completely swallowed.

Qian Chong's purple eyes looked at the disciple who kept retreating in front of him.

He raised his head slightly, and looked at them arrogantly.

"Tell me, where is Hua Qinglan?" Qian Chong asked word by word, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, with deep hatred.

At that moment, there was nothing in her mind, only that clear face and the scene of her parents falling down in blood.

"Guanzun him, he hasn't come back yet after going down the mountain..." A disciple who didn't have time to stand up said timidly as he crawled slowly.

Fearing that Qian Chong would be unhappy, he would crush him into powder.

Hearing this, Qian Chong frowned unconsciously, and the red lotuses at the corners of his eyes became more eye-catching and dazzling.

"Aren't you coming back?"

"I seem to have been waiting for a long time." Qian Chong murmured from his thin lips.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at the mountain road leading down the mountain.

"What's the matter, can it work?" Shen Yuege looked at Yan Mingchong, who still couldn't crack the formation despite all his efforts.

"Wait." Yan Mingchong frowned slightly, and then walked quickly into the hall.

Seeing that Mu Huaiyuan was still sleeping on the table, Yan Mingchong slammed his palm on the table without thinking too much.

A crack spread rapidly from the middle of the table, splitting it in two.

"Still awake?" Yan Mingchong didn't expect that the alcohol would be so powerful, so he walked to Mu Huaiyuan's side in three steps at a time, and then took out a sapphire porcelain bottle from his bosom.

Uncork the bottle and shake it slightly under Mu Huaiyuan's nose.

Soon, Mu Huaiyuan showed signs of waking up.

As soon as Mu Huaiyuan opened his eyes, he saw Yan Mingchong's serious expression.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Mingchong already pulled him towards the outside in big strides.

"Why are you pulling me in such a hurry? Junior Brother, he's back?" Mu Huaiyuan's mind is still a little unclear, and Yan Mingchong is walking so fast, his figure can't help shaking. If Yan Mingchong doesn't pull him, he seems to be They all fall down.

"We are trapped in Qingli Palace, now we need you and me to work together to crack the formation." Yan Mingchong said concisely.

When Mu Huaiyuan heard the words, doubts flashed across his eyes.

"Trapped in Qingli Palace?" Without his knowledge, what happened.

"I don't have so much time to explain to you, let's break the formation first and go out."

When Shen Yuege and the others saw Mu Huaiyuan and Yan Mingchong coming out together, their eyes couldn't help but a little more hopeful.

"Now we're all pulling together."

As soon as Yan Mingchong's words fell, everyone quickly dispersed and got to their respective positions.

"Break!" Accompanied by shouts, colorful lights exploded in mid-air. , Immediately afterwards, everyone took a step back.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Yun Shang was sent flying backward by the huge impact, Murong Jing shot out quickly and supported his figure.

"I'm fine, is this formation broken?" Yun Chang shook her head, indicating that Murong Jing was fine.

Murong Jing looked up at the sky above his head, then nodded.

Just at this moment, a stumbling figure ran in from the outside.

Everyone's eyes turned involuntarily.

"It's not good, two masters." The Immortal Sect disciple had just stepped into the Qingli Hall when his foot got caught, and his whole body staggered and fell to the ground.

"What happened?" Mu Huaiyuan's sanity has also cleared up a lot, and he said hastily.

(End of this chapter)