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Chapter 11 The Siege of Ningzhen

Demon Wall Village.

A mountaintop five hundred miles to the east.

The Tianhu Lake on the top of the mountain is crystal clear, reflecting the sun and reflecting the light like glass. From a distance, it looks like a star crystal jade has been left in the world.

The lakeside is even more fragrant with flowers, and all kinds of exotic flowers are blooming and blooming, full of high-spirited vitality.

This place is called "Diancang Sea" in the cloud map.

As soon as Jiang Moshu fell into the light by the lake, eleven monks greeted him.

Some of these monks came empty-handed, some held dharma swords, and some were accompanied by mist, but their eyes were all white with no pupils.

Everyone lined up and bowed to Jiang Moshu: "By the order of your lord, welcome your distinguished guests!"

The leading monk said with a blank expression: "The Master is chanting a mantra to save us, and please invite the distinguished guests to follow me."

Not far ahead, under a huge bluestone, there are four monks standing, their bodies are full of auras, which is even more extraordinary.

Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone is Luo Yun.

Seeing Jiang Moshu coming, Luo Yun smiled gently: "Junior brother Jiang is a cheerful person, and I also want to go back to the sect for retreat as soon as possible, how about we make a bet?"

"I don't know how senior brother wants to gamble?" Jiang Moshu was thoughtful, "But do you want to have a game?"

Yesterday, he was just about to leave the city, and he was going to kill some ghosts who wanted to steal the spirit.

In the end, I received an invitation from Luo Yun. Luo Yun generously revealed his identity, and said that he wanted to meet with the previous one to settle the cause and effect. At the end of the invitation, five large characters were attached.

Zihua Tianbutian Pill!

Since it's about the way, Jiang Moshu will certainly not neglect, so there is an appointment today.

Luo Yun nodded, got up and took a light step, and he was already standing on the lake,

"Although you didn't kill Junior Sister Yu, you benefited from her death. For me, it is cause and effect."

Jiang Moshu was noncommittal, the strong in the Demon Sect always make more sense.

Luo Yun let out an inaudible sigh, stared at him, and said calmly:

"One stick of incense, if I fail to capture you, within ten years, I will offer the Zihuazong Heaven-replenishing Pill to end this catastrophe."

"If you lose, I won't kill you, just follow me back to Yinhua Peak to guard the tomb of Junior Sister Yu."

Jiang Moshu's heart sank.

Karma supernatural powers are terrifying, and this is true for everyone, even a casual word, or even a small thought, is like an oath of the Great Dao.

How strong is this Yinhua Peak inner sect chief?

How dare they limit the time for a stick of incense, it seems that a fierce battle is inevitable.

Immediately transmit the sound to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner,

"Caiyan, wait for my order to do it with all my strength, I'm afraid the chief senior brother of the inner sect will be a bit tricky."

"My lord, don't worry, the banners of the myriad ghosts under the command of the slave family may not be weaker than the supernatural powers of Yinhua Peak." The soft and melodious voice sounded from the heart, but it was more solemn than usual.

There was neither sadness nor joy on Luo Yun's face, and all the Moran monks stood behind him.

In the late stage of the fifteen Ningzhen stages, they unfolded the gang yuan, covering half of the Canghai, and the momentum was really shocking.

"These people are coveting your harvest of Qifeng fighting skills, and they are all tainted with karma, so they use them as knives to kill this industry."

Jiang Moshu didn't speak, and spread his hands forward, and a white bone hammer fell lightly in his palm.

……

Hundreds of miles away, the huge white bone boat just rushed out of the void.

This tense scene happened to be projected into the huge bone mirror on the deck.

"That's too late?"

The woman in blue was anxious, but she couldn't do anything. She could only watch helplessly as the two sides hanging on the lake raised their spiritual weapons.

Immediately, a wave of ignorance burst from his heart, and he glared angrily at Xuan Yi who was in charge of driving the bone boat: "Can you do it, old dog!"

As soon as the voice fell,

The old face of the cultivator in Xuanyi on the White Bone Peak immediately changed color,

only become blacker than clothes.

Ok?

You know if it works, you won't try it out with the old man, will you?

If it weren't for the peak master's supernatural powers attached to the bone mirror, this old man would definitely smash your ugly face to pieces.

But now is not the time to fight.

Xuanyi could only desperately urge the energy around him, and melted into the black smoke along the deck.

The bone giant boat shook violently, and its speed jumped again.

At the same time, the inner hall of the Hall of Ten Thousand Bones on the White Bone Peak.

Zheng Yuqing rarely sat behind the banquet table, while Su Huanrou stood beside her.

Sitting opposite was a beautiful woman wearing a white waist-length skirt and a white jade palace sash. It was the Lord of Yinhua Peak, Luo Zhi.

"My little brother made you laugh at me." Luo Zhi apologized slightly, raised his glass as a gesture, and drank it down in one gulp.

"The Taoist heart is pure, and others can't ask for it." Xie Lijun, the master of Wangui Peak, a middle-aged Taoist with a slightly purple face, also raised his glass in greeting.

The three banquet tables are facing each other, but it is a zhang square fire pond of bones, with several layers of bones laid out evenly.

Above the fire pond, the picture on the bone mirror of the huge boat of bones is being reflected.

"It seems that I still haven't been able to catch up. This Jiang Moshu's Bone Slashing Gang is not bad, but his cultivation level is a bit weak, and he can't cut it a few times." Wan Guifeng Xie Lijun admired Jiang Moshu a little.

Although some arrangements were disrupted, it was an unexpected gain to be able to build a relationship with Yin Huafeng and Bone Peak.

Even if they lose face together, there is more tacit understanding.

"The bone hammer is also considered a bit thoughtful, but there are only five bone souls, and more than a dozen late-stage condensed souls surround them together. I'm afraid they will miss one." There are many doorways.

"Actually, Wangui Banner is best at dealing with this kind of group battle." Luo Zhi said lightly.

The master of Wangui Peak waved his hand, "There is no formation map, and the true meaning of the sky snake is missing. The Wangui Banner in his hand can at most exert the effect of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and it is useless."

After thinking about it, he added,

"The spirit ghost has the qualifications of a ghost mother, and is the main soul of the Banner of All Ghosts.

If you recognize him as the master, you can take control on your behalf.

Even if you can't use the Extinct Battle Formation, you can still exert some of its power. "

But Xie Lijun sighed again: "Unfortunately, it happened that he killed Shen Xu again, it is absolutely impossible for the spirit ghost to recognize him as the master."

Master Xie Lijun nodded and expressed his final judgment:

"It should be about half a stick of incense, about six cuts of white bones and five bones, and five bone souls self-detonating, which can drag away twelve or three late stages of Concentration.

That's right, there are no more than clans from all the sects in the West Pole that can do this at the third turn of Ningzhen. "

Zheng Yuqing's complexion became more and more ugly.

She hinted that the spirit ghost was sold to Fuche Xianfang,

As soon as I made a promise to the Jiang family, something happened when I turned around.

The three Ninth Turns of Condensation are as slow as zombies in the Bone Boat, just a quarter of an hour less,

Where is the majesty of her peak master?

Tired, otherwise, the Jiang family should be wiped out.

On the other hand, Su Huanrou, who was at the side, seemed to have mist in his eyes after hearing this, and there was even more unbearable impatience on his face.

In fact, deep in my heart, it is like a flower blooming, and the spring breeze is blowing.

"Senior Brother Jiang, please stand still for a while longer to feel the true meaning of fighting,

Brother, you are such a dedicated practitioner,

I heard the Tao in the morning, and I can die in the evening,

Right? ! "

(End of this chapter)