noffsinger Chapter 134: 7th Level Ghost Cultivator
Chapter 134: 7th Level Ghost Cultivator
Du Fang squatted down and looked at the bloodstains on the bluestone. He thought there were monks fighting swords in the air, and his eyes could not help but look up at the sky.
Under the vast sky of Wushuang City, a huge green net flashed with a strange luster, covering the entire vast Wushuang City.
More than a dozen monks were cut into pieces by the green net while struggling to break out.
What a powerful magic weapon!
Du Fang was shocked.
The entire Wushuang City was actually covered inside, and seven green lights emerged from the energy net.
There were monks who kept trying to break through the net, but without exception, they were cut into flesh and blood by the net, and immediately, blood rain began to fall from the sky.
What are they going to do?
The monk flying in the air with a sword gave him the answer.
A purple-robed swordsman flew up and shouted sharply at a black-robed figure in the air:
"Eternal Life Hall, what exactly do you want to do? The Wushuang City Lord has been destroyed, and the city is full of innocent cultivators. Why are you locking the city gates and not allowing anyone to leave?"
Du Fang was shocked again. What was the relationship between the Hall of Eternal Life and the Hall of Eternal Life he encountered in the Tomb of the Human Emperor? And the gate was locked.
at this time
Above the sky, the huge black shadow chuckled:
"City Lord Lu is an ally of our Changsheng Palace. His entire family was killed, and his enemy is in this city. Avenging him is only natural!"
An old man in a white robe with a youthful face and white hair floated up and looked at the black shadow:
"Revenge is fake, but searching for the immortal is real! Just now, everyone saw the immortal's body appear in the world. You didn't come earlier or later, but as soon as the immortal appeared, you covered the city with this magical weapon. Isn't this obvious?"
The black shadow chuckled:
"Yes, I came here just for the fairies!"
The old man in white robes said proudly, "Have all three Yamas from the Hall of Eternal Life arrived?"
As soon as the words fell, two black shadows suddenly emerged from the green net and stuck to the net.
These people are invisible and intangible, like a piece of paper stuck on the Internet.
When Du Fang heard the conversation in the air, he sneered with disdain. So many monks who were chasing City Lord Lu retreated just now, actually to prepare to capture him.
At this time, the three black shadows had no human form, only a dark mass of shadows, which looked weird and enchanting under the dazzling white light of the day.
"As expected, you are all here. That's great. However, even if you lock down Wushuang City, you may not be able to find the immortal spirit."
The old man in white robe laughed.
"This is very simple!" The black shadow smiled faintly:
He took out a large black seal from his arms and raised it in the air. Three black shadows joined forces, and a beam of emerald green light fell vertically into the city and immediately dispersed.
The old man in white robes had a changed face and exclaimed:
"Green Plague Seal! What a vicious method the Hall of Eternal Life uses!"
The three shadowy figures shouted in unison, "If you don't want to die, get out of here! Don't bother me with my important business!"
"You will be punished!"
The old man in white robe said this, turned into a white light, and rushed out from the sky.
A shadow was about to stop them when the other two said:
"It's important. Don't let the Palace Master miss the important matter. I'll go disperse the plague. You two go guard the city gate. There's a witch from the Thaumaturgy Hall there. Her two heterochromia eyes can recognize fairies. Don't let them escape!"
As three black shadows fell.
In Wushuang City, a green smoke rose up and spread all over the city.
At the top of the city, a green net covered the green smoke, like the lid of a boiling water pot.
Almost hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in the city became fat meat being cooked under the lid of the pot.
Du Fang felt a chill in his heart, as this was directed at him.
He wanted to fly up on his sword immediately and use his spiritual power to kill the three black shadows, but the countless cries coming from all around made him stop.
He did not forget the scene on the top of Lingxiao Mountain.
The scene of immortals sucking the blood and energy of living beings.
If we fight here, only innocent people will suffer.
Thick smoke choked the air. On the street, officials on horseback banged on clappers and shouted hoarsely:
"Hurry up and get out of the city! Hurry up and get out of the city! The plague has spread in the city!"
A monk stumbled past and saw Du Fang still standing there in a daze. He quickly stopped, ran back, and pulled Du Fang aside.
He shouted urgently, "Young man, run! Get out of the city quickly! The plague has spread here! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"
Du Fang grabbed him and asked, "Isn't there any high-level sword cultivators protecting the city?"
The monk stamped his feet and sighed:
"This is Lord Lu's territory. Normally, who would dare to come here and act recklessly? Now, even the Lord of the Seventh Realm has been killed by the immortals, and the entire Lu Mansion has been decimated. Naturally, there's no one to protect the city. Let's go!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Master. You may go first!"
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the monk stamped his feet and left.
Du Fangli was standing on the street. This was the trouble he had caused, and it would be his responsibility to put it right.
Even if the price he paid was unbearable, he had no complaints.
He took out the golden holy sword from his back again, and a huge, surging fairy blood rushed out from the top and went straight into the sky.
Since these people came for him, they wanted to use this vicious method to force him out.
Then he would take preemptive action to avoid harming innocent people.
Du Fang looked up and watched his immortal blood and energy soaring into the sky, but was suppressed in the green net and mixed with the green smoke.
Du Fang soared directly into the sky, his body flying up, the sword light carrying vast power, and with one sword he cut through the green net covering the city.
His body was suspended in the air, and he used the fairy method of sucking people's blood and souls to continuously absorb the green smoke carrying plague in the city into the sword.
The originally golden blade of the Golden Holy Sword began to emit a faint green glow.
That is the deadly poison from the Green Plague Seal.
Du Fang's face gradually turned into this light green smoke color.
The three dark shadows above the cyan net suddenly disappeared, and one person laughed wildly and excitedly:
The fairy is born!
The fairy is out!
Standing in front of Du Fang was the Yama of the Third Hall of Changsheng Hall.
Du Fang swung his sword and said, "Tell me your name. Lingxiao Sword will not kill nameless people!"
The shadow gradually transformed, finally revealing its true appearance. The ghostly laugher shouted in a sinister voice:
"What an arrogant boy! You're just a little Ling Xiao, yet you dare to speak so presumptuously!"
"Who are you?" Du Fang's face turned pale.
"I am a seventh-level cultivator from the Hall of Eternal Life. King Qin Guang, this King Chu Jiang, and that King Lun Zhuan, any one of them alone can destroy your small Lingxiao Sword Sect!"
Three men in black, three balls of black air.
Three seventh-level ghost cultivators.
They had black cloaks covering their heads, and their heads were shrouded in black air, so their faces could not be seen clearly.
Du Fang asked the question in his heart:
"What is the relationship between the Hall of Eternal Life and the Palace of Eternal Life?" As soon as this question was asked, the three people were stunned at the same time, and one of them asked curiously:
"You know the Hall of Immortality? That was a hundred years ago. It was disbanded long ago. Now, in the Nine Divine Continents, there are only the Hall of Immortality, the Hall of Thaumaturgy, and the Hall of Puppetry!"