88: Evil spirits!
In addition, Hua Dongfeng used his own secret method to encrypt this soul consciousness network, which outsiders could not decipher at all, and only those who were above him might be able to break his secret method, so even if they knew that several of their soul senses were connected, they would never know what they were talking about. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Ling Yun, the evil spirit of the Soul City has broken the seal, you have expected it a long time ago, right?"
Even, long before he made a deal with him, he predicted it.
"Not bad." Evil Lingyun admitted.
Because he was born again, he knew that something would happen.
Cui Yu and Cai Zhonglei thought of what he said to Wu Shen in the ring at that time, and they would understand it a little.
"Could it be Qingyue?"
"Qingyue may also have been ordered by the lord of the ghost city."
Lu Qing couldn't help but nodded.
"No matter what, Cui Yu has obtained the Rakshasa Pen, and he should be able to suppress the evil spirit again and seal it up."
Evil Lingyun shook his head.
"If it is suppressed again, how can the Rakshasa pen be obtained by Cui Yu? This method will definitely not work. It is not allowed to let the people of the City of Wronged Souls want to return to the Rakshasa pen. ā
Several people bowed their heads.
There is truth to this.
Cui Yu is a person from our capital city.
When the people of the capital city are strong, the city can be strong, and the people of other forces will be afraid of the capital city and dare not invade, let alone underestimate them!
Undoubtedly, only in this way can the city and the people of the city be better developed in all aspects.
As soon as Cui Yu heard Evil Lingyun's words, he was a little worried.
"The elders of the Soul City can't be underestimated. If you want to do it, wouldn't it be quite troublesome? "Although he is not afraid of a fight, it is endless, and it is not a thing.
Bai Wu also suddenly realized that it was a big trouble.
"Most of the people in the City of Unjust Souls are greedy, and they are no different from ghosts and ghosts. If the Rakshasa pen is really mentioned, I am afraid that it will inevitably be used. ā
"Not bad. There is a lot of truth in what you say. Cui Yu, you must be on guard. But even so, it was inevitable that ......"
Hua Dongfeng was thoughtful, and asked the evil Lingyun for a moment.
"Lingyun, you don't have to worry about the Rakshasa pen! The old man will do his best. But this evil spirit? ā
Evil Lingyun naturally understood what he meant, so he nodded.
"Evil spirit, I'll figure it out."
"Good. That's up to you. ā
"Cui Yu, don't worry, I, Junyu, will not let anyone take away your Rakshasa pen."
Hearing the words of Hua Dongfeng and Jun Yu, Cui Yu felt a burst of gratitude in his heart.
"Thank you, both."
"Not necessarily. You're still from the city. If you don't help your own people, who are you going to help? Junyu said boldly, and found that his state of mind seemed to have broadened a lot.
Compared with the depression of the past, it is obviously much more cheerful.
Some of the things that were tangled in the past seem to have been solved.
The Lingtai is quite clear.
City of Wronged Souls.
Broken tiles, ruins everywhere, a mess.
All the buildings and pavilions were destroyed by a force like a gang qi released by the evil spirits, and the ground was full of sand and dust.
It's like the whole city is covered in a sandstorm!
As soon as they arrived at the cliff not far from the City of Unjust Souls, everyone had already seen the dark figure like an abyss, and felt the anger and killing intent of the evil spirit.
The huge body, like an unattainable mountain, stood in the middle of the city, trampling everything under its feet.
"Roar-" The sharp roar erupted one after another, and the sound waves almost turned into substantial ripples, stirring out, but whoever came into contact with it, the whole face would keep shaking, as if being blown by the north wind, and the whole face was blown almost out of shape.
The closer you get, the greater the repulsion!
More than a dozen people stopped, not daring to move a single step, let alone someone approaching immediately.
Hua Dongfeng's face was solemn, he stroked his beard, and the depths of his old eyes were filled with great surprise.
Although he calculated that Evil Lingyun might be able to fight against the evil spirits, but in this situation, does he really have a way?
I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to get close.
The bleak scene also made Cui Yu, Lu Qing, Bai Wu, and Cai Zhonglei shocked.
At this time, they were standing on the top of the cliff, still some distance away from the City of Unjust Souls.
At such a distance, the power of the evil spirit is so terrifying, let alone go further, I am afraid that if I get a few steps closer, that kind of coercion will directly crush them to pieces.
The tall human figure that was as black as smoke and fog was completely like a copper wall, indestructible!
Several elders in the Soul City, as well as a few people in the Ghost City, couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the people of Hua Dongfeng.
"Look, look at the east wind...... This is the evil spirit. "It was the Great Elder of the City of Souls who spoke.
He was hidden under his hood, and his green eyes were full of anxiety.
Originally, he wanted to wait until the city was almost tossed by the Rakshasa pen, and then invite the people of the city to fight against the evil spirits, but now it seems that he has miscalculated at all.
Evil spirits will not be lured by the Rakshasa pen at all.
That damn Qingyue simply calculated him, calculated the Soul City, and even the Xudu City.
That Rakshasa pen was what Qingyue asked him to steal out and give to her.
"Fu Sheng, the old man can't do anything about this matter! However, the old man has to make it clear. The old man didn't say that because of the old account between you and me. You saw it too. This evil spirit is powerful. Hua Dongfeng sneered in his heart, but between his words, he strangely revealed a bit of sighing and sorrow.
It's like he really felt very sorry for those cultivators who died.
Fu Sheng pulled his hood, and the words he was about to exit again were tightly blocked by what he said.
On his side, the three elders glared angrily, angry.
"Turn the east wind, don't be pretending to be merciful here. Who doesn't know that you have the ability to measure the heavens? The Rakshasa pen has been obtained by the capital city, and you dare to say that there is nothing you can do? Who are you fooling! ā
As soon as these words came out, several elders in the ghost city immediately got the words, and the words with a strong rebuke all erupted.
"That's right. With the east wind, several of us are not small. Don't play this kind of trick of chewing words. ā
"Not bad."
"Yes."
"Turn the east wind, you quickly take out the Rakshasa pen and suppress the evil spirits again! This is the duty of your capital. When the five cities signed an agreement and joined forces, you were also in favor of it, and it was difficult to help each other. ā
"Not bad. Huadongfeng, several of us have known each other for a long time. You can't shirk it. After all, the Rakshasa pen was obtained by the people of your capital city. ā
And as soon as these words came out in a hurry, several elders of Soul City disagreed.
"A few of you ghost towns, this is going to be clear. What is called the people of the city of Xudu got the Rakshasa pen? The Rakshasa pen is the thing of our Soul City. It deserves to be returned. ā
"Turn the east wind, you still quickly return the Rakshasa pen to me in the city of unjust souls."