Chapter 209: The Enemy Meets (6)
The mirror of retrospective migration awkwardly covered the mirror body:
"Although you have a deep hatred, you can take revenge in this way. But you're behaving like a pervert right now. ”
"You're perverted, your whole family is perverted!" Sang Ling searched around and found that there was nothing she was looking for, and set her eyes on the storage bag. "Mirror, can you open it?"
The Mirror of Retrospective Migration looked incredulous:
"Do you think I can do it, this girl is a good thing, and the prohibition of storage bags must be higher."
"Try it, and you don't need money to try." Sang Ling's eyes lit up, and the storage bag in front of her was well-made, in the shape of a small sachet, embroidered with auspicious patterns, and it looked like a good thing. She touched it twice, focusing on the sac opening. The mouth of the sac was indeed sealed with a dense spell that could not see the source clearly, Sang Ling glanced at it a few times, and then looked at the body of the sac. There are a lot fewer spells on the body, and more decorative patterns.
Sang Ling smiled slightly and began to reproduce the spell patterns on it.
Generally, the storage bag is controlled by the owner's spiritual power and special magic tricks, and either outsiders want to open it, or the owner dies, or it is forcibly opened by violence. It's just that the storage bag is like a wallet, and many monks disdain to do the second one, and if they fancy it, they will kill people directly.
This time, Sang Ling planned to choose the second option.
The Mirror of Retrospective Migration is a little puzzled:
"Now your enemy is lying in front of you, still unconscious, powerless, why can't you do it?"
"Can't go, can't go." Sang Ling waved his hand and pointed to the east: "The Heavenly Dao Sect has put the blood lotus lamp on all the core disciples, and when the light is extinguished, it can still reveal the appearance of the murderer, and it cannot be killed directly." ”
The mirror of retrospective understanding in seconds:
"Borrowing a knife to kill someone, wonderful!"
"Hahaha, I found it." Sang Ling raised her hand to guide the trick, and the mirror energy was added to the vigorous aura, and a powerful aura like a gossamer wrapped around it along the pattern of the sac, slowly tearing a thin slit.
After a few breaths, the thin slit was no more than the size of a hair, her fingers were already trembling, her face was pale, and the aura mirror in her body could be consumed wildly, and soon the aura was empty, and only the mirror energy was left in the gossamer.
The Mirror of Retrospective Migration screamed:
"Don't get it, there's only four floors left! You have to go to the Nine-Story Tower immediately, how can you fight against the family sect without mirrors! ”
"Shut up."
"It's better for you to stop, let's find a way to open the tower magic weapon of the nine-story tower, we don't have to take it."
"Live...... Mouth. ”
The sound grinded out from between the teeth, and Sang Ling had reached her limit.
The Mirror of Retrospective Migration didn't want to see her take risks anymore and was ready to cut off the mirror's energy.
"I can't look at you!"
"If you want to cut it off now, you just watch me die!"
The Mirror of Tracing was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, Sang Ling breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and she did her best to cast the spell.
Finally, when there were only two layers of mirror energy left, Sang Ling was already able to touch the inside of the storage bag through the air. There was a glimmer of light inside, and there were mountains of spirit stones piled up, and the elixir magic weapon had been emptied a lot in the battle just now, leaving only countless empty boxes.
Sang Ling directly called the mirror energy to find the magic weapon of opening the tower, she had seen it once in the nine-story tower back then, and it was still convenient to find it this time, and soon, she touched it in her hand.
Her eyes were happy, and she wanted to pinch something out.
Suddenly, the person on the ground moved, opened his eyes slightly, and looked over in disbelief.
"It's you.... What do you want to do! ”
Sang Ling smiled slightly, raised her hand and slashed the person unconscious.
The other hand sped up to take out the thing, but unexpectedly, the spell on the body of the bag immediately floated up and wrapped around it like a vine, and it actually tied up the hand holding the magic weapon of the tower. Immediately after, a stronger spiritual light suddenly pierced, and I only felt a tingling pain in my heart, which hurt my heart.
She gasped hard, and in the next second, a stronger brass halo suddenly exploded from her chest, and the violent energy impact slammed the surrounding walls and tiles into pieces even more, and fell into one piece with a bang.
Half an hour later.
Sang Ling held her chest and walked on the path down the mountain, but she did not return to the Ye family to be hospitalized to settle accounts with the Ye family master as soon as possible, but after meeting with Su Luo, she took the opportunity to enter the front yard with the core disciple token and blended into the personnel of the nine-story tower to change guards.
Today is the day when the nine-story tower changes its guard, but Ye Liu's death was sudden, and the Ye family master didn't have the energy to pay attention to these, so he only handed them over to the elders to take care of them, making it hasty.
The procession of nearly a hundred people, no one noticing that someone suddenly joined, and as always, they left the city and headed for the location of the nine-story tower in the mountain.
This compartment.
The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect waited until the early morning of the second day to find that Lu Chaoyan was gone, and the leading disciple almost wanted to smash the cup:
"You have to be willful at such a moment! Xuanyin Lingquan doesn't listen to the command, today is the day of the nine-story tower to change the guard, if you don't come, how to hand over! ”
The disciple next to him hurriedly closed the window and carefully persuaded:
"Senior brother, Senior Sister Lu is the backer behind her, and we should be cautious in our words and deeds."
"Hmph." The leading disciple snorted coldly with disdain: "If it weren't for that, she would dare to do this?!" After so many years of being rampant and domineering, and getting into a lawsuit from the Ye family in Xuanyin Lingquan, how can I explain these to the elders and the head of the family after I go back! She is protected by someone alone, and I, in case it is all on me, my years of business will be ruined. ”
Full of resentment.
After guarding the nine-story tower for several years, Lu Chaoyan Ming carried the magic weapon of opening the tower on his face to exercise the responsibility of team leader, in fact, except for the beginning, he did it all in the follow-up. And she always disappeared suddenly without saying hello, going on like this, where would the disciples dare to let her lead, the nine-story tower is very important, and the leading disciple can only bite the bullet, I thought that once today is over, the matter is over, and he can go back to practice with peace of mind, and he doesn't want to have an accident.
Thinking of Ye Liu's death, he was a little uneasy. used the communication jade pendant to find Lu Chaoyan, and I didn't want to have no one to pick it up for a long time.
The disciple next to him hesitated:
"Could it be that Senior Sister Lu is in danger?"
The leading disciple sneered disdainfully, if it was really dead, it would really be except for a scourge:
"Inform me, complete the handover for the time being, the affairs of the nine-story tower are important."
The disciple was shocked, but he didn't expect that he didn't go to Lu Chaoyan first, but he didn't dare to ask more and quickly agreed.
The nine-story tower was busy, and the Ye family and the Heavenly Dao Sect began to hand over in full swing, but no one asked Lu Chaoyan.
In just one night, in the Xuanyin Spiritual Spring, Lu Chaoyan's killing of Ye Liu was already very noisy, and everyone knew about it for a while. Now, everyone subconsciously avoids the name and the person.
It's just that at the last step, I still have to ask about her.
"Fairy Lu is not here, how will this pagoda magic weapon be handed over?"
The Ye family elder touched his nose and went to see the Heavenly Dao Sect.
The leading disciple thanked Lu Chaoyan's eight-generation ancestor in his heart, and smiled bitterly on his face:
"Senior Sister Lu didn't return overnight, and we don't know her whereabouts. She used to be like that a lot, and we didn't dare ask more. ”
The amount of information was huge, and everyone's exchanged eyes became teasing and flashing.
The elders of the Ye family thought of the Ye family master's old appearance overnight, hated the house and Wu, and did not plan to let go of the Heavenly Dao Sect immediately:
"Lu Chaoyan is really majestic, the matter of the nine-story tower is very important, she actually abandoned the world for her own selfishness!"
The leading disciples also complained frantically in their hearts, and they continued to retain the reputation of the Heavenly Dao Sect exhausted.
"Senior Sister Lu should be busy with sect affairs, I believe she will come back later to hand over."
The elder of the Ye family shook his sleeves fiercely, and there were a lot of balabalas, and every sentence meant that it was okay for Sang to scold Huai for discipline.
The leading disciple first defended two sentences, and then he couldn't wait to nod his head in agreement, where could he care about wiping his ass for Lu Chaoyan's reputation.
The matter was quickly finalized, the nine-story tower was taken over by the Ye family, but the Heavenly Dao Sect could not leave, and when Lu Chaoyan appeared and handed over the magic weapon of the tower to complete the handover, they could retire successfully.
While blessing the ascension of the surnamed Lu in his heart, the leading disciples politely smiled and led the disciples to withdraw from the tower and prepare to go back to the city to rest first.
Sang Ling mixed in the team, watched the Heavenly Dao Sect leave, and then dressed in the clothes of the guards guarding the tower, and followed the troops to patrol the tower. This is a routine that will start when she first takes over, so that the guards are familiar with the situation of the big demon in the tower, and naturally it is also convenient for her to check the situation.
Looking around, the interior is still in the shape of a hollow pagoda, rotating in a circle, step by step. Because now that the spiritual power has become stronger, I can clearly see through the light curtain to see the distance of four or five floors above. There are large and small iron cages all around, and the cages are locked up in the demon clans who are lying on their stomachs or lying down.
It's just that, in her opinion, most of them have lost their lives, and they all rely on the nine-story tower to hang for a breath.
After years of extracting demon power, the nine-story tower has long been connected with these demons, and it is estimated that it is the same when stepping on the snow back then, if you want to die, you can't die, and under the long loneliness, you can't leave the nine-story tower.
Her eyes swept over the shadows in disappointment, and then she quietly followed the group, slowly making her way to the upper echelons.
The situation here is still the same, there are many more demon clans than back then, but they are all tortured to the point that they can't form a demon form, and their eyes are dull.
The speed of progress was extremely fast, and Sang Ling finally found a suitable target at the top level.
The other party was ragged, but his breath was powerful, and after being continuously drained of vitality and demon power by the nine-story tower, most of the demon clan had lost the courage to resist, only he was still leaning on the railing, only a pair of extremely long legs occupied most of the cage distance, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes and a stiff nose, and a fierce and evil demeanor full of aggression.
At first glance, it is a thorn.
Sang Ling had a little headache, didn't look at it anymore, and continued to follow the large army to retreat first.
Behind her, an inquiring gaze fell on her, and she didn't let go for a long time.
Soon, everyone in the Ye family began to hurriedly defend the tower.
Sang Ling took advantage of a little thing, and quickly returned to the top floor of the nine-story tower, and stood in front of the big demon cage again.
The eyes are facing each other.
The big demon looked up at her, happy and angry:
"Demon Clan?"
Sang Ling nodded, and then quickly opened the cage:
"I'll get you out."
The big demon inside didn't move:
"People like to do this now? Pretend to be a demon to save me? ”
Sang Ling suddenly felt a headache, and sure enough, this big demon was not easy to fool at first glance, so she could only patiently pick up important things and quickly talk about them:
"I built a demon clan realm in the misty forest of Bishan Mountain, and by chance, I can have the ability to save some big demons back, but the nine-story tower is powerful, except for you, other demon clans can't get away."
As she spoke, her eyes were still looking around. A jade clasp on her waist emitted a faint spiritual treasure light, completely covering her aura and facial features, but the extent was limited. His original face was directly exposed in front of the big demon, and his eyes were a little more interesting.
He quickly got up and got out of the cage.
Sang Ling looked up at him, her neck a little sore. Good guy, this demon is about to be 1.9 meters, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and under the tattered clothes, the chest muscles and abdominal muscles are looming.
She wanted to shake her head and sigh even more, the mirror of retrospective migration was forced to go into hibernation and could not see, otherwise she would turn into a screaming chicken in her head with excitement.
After a brief rest, she immediately took out the magic weapon of opening the tower and began to cast a spell on the top of the tower.
Before the magic weapon of Kaita was in her hands, she was only slightly injured, although there was a dull pain in her chest that could not be ignored, in the end, she picked up a life under Lu Chaoyan's powerful defensive attack. However, in order to protect her, the Mirror of Retrospection lost her mirror ability and was forced to return to the dormant function. Although the mirror can be slowly fed, it cannot fill a layer immediately.
Without further ado, after she went down the mountain, she simply asked Su Luo for a magic weapon to cover her breath, and arranged for Su Luo to answer outside. Win in danger and fight a blitzkrieg that caught the Ye Family's Heavenly Dao Sect off guard.
The magic weapon of opening the tower was quickly called by the aura, and a hole was quietly revealed at the top of the tower. She endured the pain in her chest and opened several small openings one after another, and then released all the prepared paper soldiers, and the aura was injected, and the paper people became real people, holding swords in their hands and still having a certain ability to resist, like jungler soldiers covering the top of this tower in an instant.
Sang Ling threw the big demon's guard uniform, as well as the magic weapon to cover the breath, and quickly brought the big demon down the light curtain and walked down layer by layer.
More and more fighting sounds sounded at the top of the tower, and the guards inside the tower were attracted to the outside of the tower, and the inside of the tower was safe.
However, this plan is nothing more than a delaying tactic. Sang Ling's footsteps were hurried, and she almost stepped out of the afterimage, but she was still dragged down by the injury and staggered a little. Suddenly, his ribs tightened, his feet were empty, and he was led downward.
Sang Ling: ???
Great Demon Road:
"You have short legs and walk too slowly."
Sang Ling: Gan! That's a lot of legs! Didn't you get caught by someone, and you have to rely on me to save people?! Forget it, I have to ask him to go back to work, I can't afford to provoke him.
She quickly pulled out a smirk:
"Makes sense."
The big demon raised his eyebrows, and when he turned his face, a smile quickly crossed his eyes.