He Chunhua immediately said, "You are just a ghost in a pot! How ashamed should I sacrifice you?"

Right! Chuan'er is long gone, and what he sacrificed was a demon in human skin, with a clear conscience!

He Lingchuan smiled, "The Divine Seal Mark of Naluotian was planted many years ago, long before the last time I entered the Panlong Ruins. How do you want to justify this? - Father!"

The last two words were squeezed out of the teeth, bitter and hateful.

He Chunhua was speechless for a while.

This is a dead end, one point is in the middle, and there is no solution.

Qiu Hu foamed on the ground: "Self-deception!"

He basically understood, and the general He personally admitted that he had paid the gods, sacrificed his own children, and identified the eldest son as an evil ghost......

Isn't that a little crazy?

He Lingchuan let out a long laugh: "That's it, it's always a father and son." Perfect your father today! Where is Narokuten's doppelganger, I'll just let it come!"

Qiu Hu was startled: "No, never!"

This young master has always been shrewd and decisive and skillful, and he looks like a bright master, is it possible to make a big mistake at such a critical moment?

He Chunhua was also stunned.

The spell on He Lingchuan's wrist was still glowing, and it was supposed to have taken effect. He talked to this resentful ghost for a long time, why didn't the god of Naraku come down yet?

Suddenly there were several thunderbolts in the sky. ap.

Usually lightning is blazing white, or a little red and purple, but these lightning bolts are very strange, and they actually shine with a miserable green light.

The entire Panlong City, whether it is buildings, streets or various sculptures, is dyed with green light for a while, and the atmosphere is particularly weird.

This kind of light and aura belong to Naluotian, and He Chunhua is very familiar with it.

And the statue in his palm also began to tremble, and the whole body emitted a faint green light, as if echoing.

The gods are finally coming. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the eldest son in front of him, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

The absurdity that began more than a dozen years will be stopped today.

He finally didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Panlong Desert.

The people of Jianyangmen had already left Panlong City and were camping in the desert, when a disciple pointed behind him and shouted, "Uncle, look!"

As soon as Ling Jinbao turned around, he saw a red light rising from Panlong City!

Sure enough, the red light began in the ruins.

The disciples were itching, "Shall we go back?"

Now when you go back to the city, you can watch the excitement even if you can't eat the soup, right?

Ling Jinbao looked at the pillar of light in a daze.

The disciples asked twice before he came back to his senses, "Just stay here!"

Didn't you come out this time to grab the treasure and fight bloodily? The crowd was bored, but they had to take a few white tarpaulins and put them on the sand and sit down in the dunes.

Ling Jinbao simply lay down and raised his hand to the back of his head.

This hellish place is hot during the day and cold at night, but it's really good to see the night view, and the stars hang down and the plains are wide.

After a long time, when he yawned for the fourth time, the disciples couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Shi, what are you looking at?"

It's so leisurely to watch.

"Gatekeeper." Ling Jinbao took out the water bladder and drank some water, "The time when the red light appeared tonight is earlier than the previous times, why?"

The first few red lights appeared, all near the second half of the night; Tonight, but it's early to the time, why?

What's different tonight from the other day because of the arrival of explorers?

What does the Great Square Pot want to do to the explorers who enter the ruins of the coiling dragon?

He couldn't figure this out, so he didn't dare to stay in the city rashly.

Of course, the disciples couldn't answer this kind of question, and Ling Jinbao didn't count on them.

Just as he was looking at it and thinking about it, the range of the red light suddenly changed, from a straight pillar of light, to the entire Coiling Dragon Ruins!

"Wow!" The disciples of Jianyang Sect exclaimed in unison.

Under their gaze, the entire Panlong ruins turned red

Light shrouds!

But this expansion is only about two or three breaths, and then the red light disappears!

"What's going on?" The people of Jianyangmen are more than 200 zhang away from the south gate of Panlong Ruins, and they just have a full view of the changes in the red light.

Suddenly, someone jumped up: "Look at the gates! The Baling man at the gate is gone!"

Not only did the disciples of Jianyangmen want to climb to see the overall situation, but the Baling people have already done this, and Bao Guanjie arranged for three or four people to climb the south gate to inspect the dynamics in the city.

Ling Jinbao and the others can sit on the sand dunes and see the majestic south city gate, and they can also see the figure of Baling walking back and forth.

But after the red light, the city gate was empty.

What about the Balings?

Even a cultivator with high and bold skills felt his scalp tingle at this moment.

The people in the city were swallowed up by the red light?

The disciples swallowed, "Senior Uncle Ling is wise!"

Otherwise, they will follow in the footsteps of the people in the city!

Ling Jinbao didn't squeak, his face was heavy.

The red light in this city looks like a trap.

But even if people knew, they still had to be moths to the fire.

At this moment, Ling Jinbao actually saw someone on the sand dune next to him.

The group of sixteen or seventeen people didn't know when they came, and they all looked at the sky-high red light of Panlong City like Jianyang Gate.

Recently, there have been many adventurers in the Panlong Desert, and Ling Jinbao didn't care.

However, the other party actually sent a person over, climbed over the uneven hills, and asked the people of Jianyangmen, "Look at the direction you came from, is it from Panlong City?"

The Jianyang Sect disciple frowned at him, "Who are you?" didn't even say hello, and was aggressive as soon as he came up.

It's rude.

"We are from the Heavenly Palace, and we are in the Panlong Desert to do business." This man didn't speak ill of him, but he just had a kind of arrogance that he was too lazy to talk to you.

"Oh." Ling Jinbao nodded, "Yes."

Then he kept his mouth shut.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had answered the previous question, so he immediately asked, "What happened in the city?"

Ling Jinbao tilted his head and said to his disciples, "Let's go."

They walked back and ignored the people.

The man caught up with him, and his tone softened considerably: "Everyone, stay behind...... If we are willing to share our experiences in the city, we will be grateful!"

Ling Jinbao ignored it and walked away.

The man said a few more words, and when he saw that none of them reacted, he said with a straight face, "You ......."

"Tell you to come up to the peak and talk to me." Ling Jinbao interrupted him, "You're not qualified enough."

No matter how bad he is, he is also the great elder of Jianyangmen, and what about the Heavenly Palace opposite, can any cat or dog be sent over to ask for directions?

The man opened his mouth, and when he saw that he was about to leave, he turned and ran back.

I don't know how to communicate with the other side, anyway, this person pointed to the people in Jianyangmen while talking, and it didn't seem to have anything good to say.

Then, the leader of the other party came over.

This man was about fifty years old, with a thin body and extremely finely trimmed jaws, and he looked particularly energetic.

"I'm sorry, but my acolyte has just been brought in, so I don't know how to do it." As soon as he came, he clenched his fists and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency what to call him?"

"Jianyangmen, Ling Jinbao."

"Mr. Ling." This person smiled and said, "I am He Jing, the envoy of the Cloud Picking Tower, and I have come to the Panlong Desert on an errand this time on the order of the Heavenly Palace."

Ling Jinbao was moved.

All clouds? This guy who doesn't smile is actually Du Yun's envoy?

The Heavenly Palace of Lingxu City is world-famous, and the following are the four Duyun (deputy) envoys, with noble status and transcendent status, and even the Demon Emperor of Bega has to treat them with courtesy.

How could a character of this status suddenly appear in Panlong City, thousands of miles away from the Market Mountain?

Is it for the big square pot? That's too fast.

Bega is a vast territory

It will take time for the news of the change in the Panlong Desert to spread from the western part of the Kite Kingdom to Lingxu City, and it will take a lot of time for this Duyun envoy to set off from Lingxu City to come here when he hears the news.

How did it come in such a timely manner, just in time for the birth of Dafang Pot?

"It turned out to be the envoy of Hodu." In the face of such characters, Ling Jinbao planned to accept it as soon as he saw it, "We walked around the city a few times, and when we saw that everything was dilapidated, there were no new changes, so we came out."

In a few words, he recounted what he had seen and heard in the city.

He Jing asked, "Just now, the red light appeared, maybe it was a strange treasure coming to the world, why didn't Mr. Ling return to the city?"

Ling Jinbao looked back at the red pillar of light and shook his head: "I always feel ominous, and I don't want to go back."

At this time, He Jing's subordinates suddenly rushed over with a mirror: "Lord Du, there is a picture in the Hao Fang mirror!"

Got a picture?

Out of curiosity, Ling Jinbao stopped to watch, but saw that what was reflected in the mirror was not He Jing's face, but a scene of rapid changes.

The decaying buildings, the neat streets, and the pattern of the head on the half-earthen wall flashed by......

Hey, he'd seen this pattern in Panlong City before.

In other words, what appears in the mirror is the scene inside Panlong City?

And this way of reflection, as if the mirror is borrowing someone's perspective, what he sees, He Jing can also see.

Ling Jinbao spied on the side, He Jing frowned secretly, but then pointed to the picture and asked him:

"Mr. Ling, what kind of people are this way?"

"These?" Ling Jinbao has a good understanding of the current forces in Panlong City, "It seems to be from Anton."

"Anton?"

Ling Jinbao pointed to the north: "They fought against the Kite Kingdom to divide the Dragon Desert, and I heard that they just went to attack Blackwater City a few days ago and suffered a big defeat."

He Jing sighed.

Ling Jinbao simply identified the various forces that appeared in the picture to him one by one.

When he heard that the kite army's sworn enemy, Da Sima, had also sent someone to the scene, He Jing's brows furrowed: "Is it a coincidence? Tonight's Panlong City actually gathers so many passers-by, and there are still entanglements between them."

"A few days ago, the vision of Panlong City intensified, and there was a phantom city in the sky, who doesn't want to come and find out?" Ling Jinbao glanced at He Jing, "I think He Duzhi is also here for this, why didn't he go in before?"

Tiangong obviously came with two teams, why did Zhang Lianhai enter Panlong City, but this *** surnamed He stayed outside the city instead?

Ling Jinbao had a hunch that He Jing had already come, but he just didn't go in.

Regarding the big news about Bejia a while ago, he only heard about the rebellion of Xushan Shanze, the Star Picking Tower and the Lingxu City Rebellion, but he didn't know that the Star Picking Tower lost a divine object, and it was related to the Dafang Pot.