Chapter 858: The Qi of the Sun

And now the only thing that can confront Fan Congwen's artifact head-on is his own strength.

Wang Sili thought about this, and his clear face became more and more determined.

Su Hong's mind was full of Jiang Futing's entrustment, no matter what Wang Sili said, he stuck to his beliefs, and said without hesitation: "Jiang Futing has only one very simple request for you, that is, peace." So it doesn't matter if you're useful or useless. ”

He was only halfway through his words when an extremely dazzling white light suddenly lit up in front of him.

At the same time, a Yang Qi full of threats to him filled the entire courtyard domineeringly.

The sensitivity to the crisis made him reflexively take a step back the moment the light flashed, and after he stood firm, he noticed the white gas coming out of Wang Sili's palm.

The white light rising in the girl's hand made the yin qi around her suddenly seem to be a great enemy, and she rushed to disperse!

The scorched yin qi is like a droplet of water at a high temperature, emitting black smoke as it vaporizes.

Su Hong was shocked by the white light in her hand, he only knew that this girl had a relatively shallow brother-sister relationship with Jiang Futing, maybe it was a little different, but he didn't expect it to be so different.

The yang energy of Wang Sili's cultivation is the yang energy that the Immortal Sect beats them with emaciated mental strength.

This kind of power is a one-sided crushing for most ordinary ghost cultivators.

Su Hong swore to his lips and hesitated.

Wang Sili put away the white mangs in her palms, and the high temperature that rose sharply around her slowly fell, and she asked tentatively, "Can I follow you?" ”

Su Hong didn't answer immediately, and her original determination was a little shaken in her sincere gaze.

The fundamental reason is that if Wang Sili's strength is really used, he will no longer have to be suppressed by the people of the Immortal Sect so hard when fighting, and those sacrificed ghost cultivators and Yin soldiers alone don't know how much they can recover.

On the one hand, Jiang Futing's kindness and entrustment, and on the other hand, the countless ghosts sacrificed in the underworld, he was hit from both sides and his mind was a little swollen.

And just when he was having trouble choosing, reality gave him a kick in the door.

A strong yin wind suddenly rolled up in the distance, and it was rushing towards them in a hurry!

Those who dare to go on a rampage in Yucheng in this way in disregard of control are only the ghosts who get the news from the front.

And looking at the momentum of the other party, it is obviously not good news.

Su Hong almost subconsciously felt a trace of anxiety from the strong wind set off by the other party, and his heart was pulled up again after a few minutes of relaxation.

He turned around and stared in the direction of the breath, but in a few breaths, the shadow of the sesame dot had already fallen in front of him.

"City Lord!" The ghost knelt down in a hurry, and he couldn't even salute properly.

"No need to be polite, what's wrong?" Su Hong didn't care about the details at this time, and directly dragged the person up with one hand.

The ghost cha raised his head, and his forcibly calm face still couldn't suppress the horror in his eyes: "Immortal Sect!" ”

His voice trembled, and he continued, "A few minutes ago, the elders of the Immortal Sect didn't know how to take it out

Something, as soon as he made a move, but in the blink of an eye, all the soldiers in the front of the neighboring city were wiped out! ”

"What?" Su Hong raised his voice: "Do you see what it is?" ”

"I didn't see it too clearlyΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· Like a crescent moon. He thought for a moment and said uncertainly, but as soon as he thought of the attack brought by the magic weapon, his voice was tinged with fear:

"The power in that artifact is purer than the yang energy they had when they were fighting! With our ability, let alone counterattack, we don't even have the ability to resist down! ”

Wang Sili, who had been listening in the back for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Is this the case?" ”

As she spoke, white gas leaped out of her fingertips again.

The ghost almost didn't even see it, just feeling the breath of the sun, just like a mouse seeing a cat, poof! Retreat a few meters away.

"YesΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" His lifeless eyes widened, and he lost his voice in horror: "It's this, it's this!" ”

"It's exactly like this!"

The ghost cha pointed at the thing in Wang Sili's hand with trembling fingers, the white gas was reflected in his eyes like a god of death, he looked at Su Hong with palpitations, and his words were not good: "This person? Why does she have it in her? This is the breath of the sun! ”

He was so frightened that he was stunned and chattered.

Su Hong glanced at him condescendingly, and under the stern eyes, he calmed down a little, and withdrew his hand knowing that he was rude, but his timid gaze floated over Wang Sili's hand from time to time.

Then he timidly asked, "My lord, what now?" ”

Su Hong pondered for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Is there anything explicit from the other mansions?" Or what are the moves? ”

This question made the ghost cha Fang who was still a little flustered directly calm down, kept falling, fell to the bottom, and he replied in a low voice: "No." ”

Su Hong's brows gradually frowned: "There is no transfer of troops?" ”

The ghost cha hung his head, and the whole person was instantly shrouded in darkness: "No." ”

"Didn't representatives of various sects come over to discuss this matter some time ago?" Su Hong realized that this was not right, and immediately asked.

"I heard that nothing came out of the discussion, at least half of them went back."

"Going back?" Su Hong clenched his hands tightly, and for a while he couldn't understand the intentions of these mansion lords.

The cities of the prefecture are in danger, don't these princes plan to take action, but have been sitting outside the matter and ignoring it?

So what about these ghosts in the rain of bullets?

Caught in the confusion of his thoughts, he made the next decision on his own, Su Hong suddenly turned around and looked at the girl who had been waiting behind him for a long time: "I can take you, but I have the conditions." ”

Wang Sili didn't wait for him to put forward any conditions, and took the lead in nodding.

Su Hong Zhengse said: "The war between the two sides is not a joke, you must follow me at all times, without my permission, it is forbidden to act without authorization, and it is forbidden to make your own claims." Remember? ”

As long as Wang Sili can use her ability and drag Fan Congwen and them, no matter how Su Hong commands, she will nod.

"Let's go.

Beckoning to the ghost who was hiding aside, Su Hong went to beckon his soldiers and horses to prepare for help.

By the way, I took this opportunity to send a message to Lin Ling and asked them what these princes thought.

And at this moment, Lin Ling's situation is not much better than Su Hong.

It was the first time that several gentlemen who had rarely seen each other on weekdays sat together so neatly.

However, there was a lack of indifference on his face, and he obviously didn't pay much attention to the earth-shattering things that were happening outside.

Lin Ling was alone in front of these stubborn stinky faces, so angry that he almost smoked.

She circled back and forth around the group of people like a fly, and then sat back in her seat with all her ass, the stool underneath "squeaked" painfully, and then swayed in protest, and then fell silent when she realized that it was useless.

Lin Ling unceremoniously grabbed the wine jug on the table and drank it directly at the spout: "What the hell do you guys think!" Don't make a move at this time? When will we really want that grasshopper in the yang world to succeed in us? Wait until those cities are slaughtered? ”

"Are you all crazy? Or has the position been kept for the past twenty years, and even the brain has rusted? ”

Her machine-gun-like mouth, regardless of the people sitting there, are all seniors tens of thousands of years older than her, spraying everywhere.

At this time, a man in a high-crowned black robe on the side said quietly: "Now that you know the results, why waste that energy." ”

"That's right." After he finished speaking, the white-faced man with a delicate face on the side leaned towards him intentionally or unintentionally, and said indifferently: "Anyway, he won't succeed, the old deflated calf in the ruins was reluctant to die at that time, and it is a matter of time before he makes a comeback, do you think that if you stop it now, you won't come out in the future?" ”

After the other three looked at each other, they cleared their throats dryly, mumbled vaguely, and nodded in agreement in different rhythms.

Lin Ling stood up oppressively, glanced at the crowd present, and the wine jug was heavily placed on the table: "Know the result? Where do you know the results? ”

She said and threw out her phone rudely: "Just this broken game?!" ”

There was a sudden silence on the table.

She was so angry by the brain circuits of this group of people that she wanted to get started and fanned people, and laughed directly: "You are all dignified kings, and you have been a high-ranking official in the underworld for tens of thousands of years, and you have held back such a brain for tens of thousands of years?" ”

Probably because her words were too ugly, the white-faced boy who looked quite good-looking finally couldn't be still, and said: "What's going on with this game, after trying for so many years, don't you know?" ”

"Since Haotian died and this world was restored, everything is different, the original rules, order, and power have all been disrupted, all of which are not within the common sense of our cognition, but the exhaustion of qi has not changed, how should it have gone to extinction, and how is it still going to extinction."

"Besides, every direction set on this game, you see that the actual result is not the same as this game. Since the games are all replaced

Wouldn't it be good for us to set the trajectory and obediently follow it? ”

As he spoke, he lay down on the chair and lifted Erlang's legs comfortably:

"It's worry-free, effort-saving, and slowly waiting for the world to disappear, it's also quite comfortable, and it's the end of old age."

He looked away at the black-robed man next to him: "You said yes, right?" Bun. ”

The cold-faced man who was called a bun agreed with the "en".

Lin Ling rolled her eyes directly at these two people: "It's a fart?" Are you doing this worthy of what Bai Tang did then and is doing now? Is it worthy of the ghosts who are desperately struggling outside? ”

"Oh, you have a point." The white-faced man propped his upper body to the handrail with his arm: "Then let those fortified and dying ghosts all be withdrawn, maybe everyone can survive in this way." ”

"Yuerong!" Lin Ling teleported directly to him, grabbed his collar violently, and looked at him through gritted teeth.

Yue Rong raised her arm and tightly squeezed her hand holding her collar, Fang Cai's still careless eyes suddenly turned cold, and said coldly: "Lin Ling, you have only lived for twenty years, and all of us here have lived for tens of thousands of years, which one has not experienced strong winds and waves, and which one has not crawled out of the moment of life and death?" ”

Lin Ling's figure was stunned, she pursed her lips, and glared at the almost cold-blooded person in front of her unwillingly.

"You won't understand, you haven't witnessed the power of fate, and you won't understand how terrible the power of fate is, and you won't understand how powerless you are before that thing comes."

The almost caustic voice seemed to be hollowed out at the moment.

(End of chapter)