Chapter 256: Ask for War

The sun rises and sets, but this day seems extraordinarily long.

In the villages of the Miao people, the smell of blood has not yet dissipated, but they seem to be much stronger than the people of the Central Plains, who are accustomed to a good and shun life, who have lived in difficult situations since ancient times.

Women and children who have lost their husbands and fathers find the bodies of their relatives in the pieces of wreckage that cannot be seen directly, and then bury them well, and those who can take up arms, whether they are teenagers or old people, consciously rebuild sentry posts in the mountains and forests around the Wu Clan to prevent the monster from attacking again and again... Of course, if that monster dares to come back, they definitely don't mind burying it here forever to pay tribute to their deceased relatives!

In just a few hours, the Miao village was twisted into an indestructible force, and a kind of love called hatred and hatred began to pass from person to person, and finally ignited the anger of revenge.

Of course, if there are only these brave clansmen, the witch clan still can't stop the invasion of the beast god - in the center of the village, the last few remaining elders of the clan have received the will from Linglong, and the whole clan has strengthened its vigilance, once the monster's whereabouts are discovered, don't resist reluctantly, and report back to the witch immediately!

Under the organization of the elders, the entire witch clan began to operate efficiently, and all the purpose of arranging and fighting was only to drag that terrible monster to the shrine maiden... Although the elders did not know what it was possible for Linglong to defeat this terrible monster, they were always sure that their holy witch would be able to avenge the death of their people!

And in this deep and busy night, when no one noticed a figure dressed in white, he slowly walked into the altar where Linglong was stationed.

As soon as he stepped into the enchantment, a scorching heat wave suddenly hit, for ordinary Creation Realm or even Liberation Realm monks. Just because of these flames, he had to consume a lot of True Yuan to protect his body, but the young man who walked slowly did not show such embarrassment at all - in his arms, a blood-colored Xiao Ding was emitting a pale red light, enveloping his whole person, as if it was an invisible barrier. Wrap him inside and be undisturbed by external objects.

"Ryukei has seen a shrine maiden."

Liuying bowed down, but he seemed to be a little taller than the day before yesterday, and from his tone, he couldn't hear the fluctuation of half of his feelings.

"Yesterday, thank you for saving Ziyan..."

"It's a matter of duty."

The ethereal female voice paused for a moment, and then resounded, only this time, with more fatigue and bitterness.

"Ziyan... She is the granddaughter of the Great Elder. Her father and mother have been dead in accidents for a long time, and the Great Elder is her only relative in the world. ”

“…”

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't lend you the Xuanhuo Jian, and I can't fulfill my previous promise to accompany you to Zhongmiaotian..."

"I understand."

Ryekage just nodded, but didn't say anything more, and didn't argue about anything at all like before.

"In that case, you and your companions should hurry back... The current Miao Jiang is not safe. That one... Monsters, will be back. ”

"I understand."

Ryekage nodded again. But he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving

"The matter here has nothing to do with you..."

This time, Liuying replied directly, just shaking his head firmly.

"If I can help Her Highness resolve this incident, I hope you can fulfill your previous agreement. Come back with me to the wonderful heavens. ”

Word by word, sonorous and powerful, the flow shadow at this moment, no longer hesitated.

"You..."

In Linglong's surprised gaze, Liuying slowly took out Fu Longding from his arms. Then it was thrown out of thin air, and soon, the peerless magic weapon that flashed red fluorescent disappeared into the formation enchantment.

"The seniors, although the younger generations can't use Fulongding as freely as God, they have the courage to borrow three people from the Miao tribe in the liberation period to help me."

Fulongding, such a desolate artifact, legend has it that it existed even before the demon beasts were rampant in the world, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and it should only be owned by successive gods. At this moment, since this treasure appeared in Liuying's hands, Linglong had already guessed his identity, but she never thought that this young man with an unlimited future would choose to stay at such a time, and even bet all the Fu Longding in his hand in this formation controlled by herself...

Yesterday's fierce battle, this young man also participated, with his level, it is impossible not to perceive the gap between the beast god and himself... Don't say it's a monk in the realm of liberation, if you don't have a proper way to deal with it, what if it's too mysterious?

The beast god born from the aura of heaven and earth is immortal and immortal, even if he uses the "Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Array" by himself, he still can't guarantee success in one fell swoop, but this young man, but he is only at the peak level of creation, but he is so determined...

This... Is it a providence?

Linglong sighed, dispelling any intention to continue dissuading Liuying.

"In that case, then I will also give you a creation... Go find Ziyan, and I will tell her to take you to the holy spring, and it is up to heaven to get as much as you can get. ”

"Go ahead."

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The holy spring is a holy place guarded by the Miao Wu people from generation to generation.

Legend has it that a long time ago, there were immortals here who wept and went through the vicissitudes of the sea to become this spring.

Before the Shadow of the Shadow, there had never been a person other than the witch of the past to enter this place - the precepts of the witch clan, for ordinary people, this place is both a sacred place and a forbidden place...

Therefore, when Linglong gave the order and sent Ziyan to bring Liuying into this place, even if the people were still immersed in pain and sorrow, they couldn't help but show their shocked faces.

And the path to the Sacred Spring is completely different from what Liuying imagined...

They did not walk through any winding and hidden passages, but kept moving on the braziers and artificially carved paths, and after walking for miles, the villages and people behind them gradually thinned out, and on the path, only each other's breath could be heard.

"Thank you..."

Liuying has heard this once, but when it comes out of Ziyan's mouth at this moment, it makes people feel a little more distressed... This little girl, who had just lost her only relative, held back her tears and stood up from her grief and loneliness, just like those strong Wu people.

“… It's too famous, it's just a stream of shadows..."

Before the words fell, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and a wave of fluctuations that could only be seen with guò eyes, but could not be distinguished by guò spirits, spread from the passage to both sides of the road, and then fixed the eyes, but the surrounding scenery was completely different.

"We're here." (To be continued......)