Chapter 130: The Way to Becoming a Demon
At the end of the day, a burst of fireworks bloomed in the sky above the spiritual city, which was extremely gorgeous.
The results of this talent competition are out.
And just as the crowd cheered the name of the first-place genius, many people felt uneasy.
Many people watched the splendor of the large array that slowly rose with the fireworks blooming.
"Lingcheng, what's wrong? How did you activate the Great Array? β
A keen monk asked, puzzled.
"It may be to open the big array of city protection, try to be safe, or Lingcheng is rich, how many spirit stones do you need to open a big array!"
"That's right, it's too rich, this time the leader has a million high-grade spirit stones, which is enough to open a mountain and establish a sect, and it is also a sect with a head and face."
"It's not dark yet, so many fireworks are set off, it's really rich."
"There will be more fireworks after dark, how many mortals and monks have come for this fireworks."
"Yes, yes, the fireworks of the Lingcheng Genius Trial Contest every year attract a lot of people from the surrounding area. I definitely can't beat the ring, I'm always here for the fireworks. β
The crowd was unaware of the danger approaching.
When the formation was closed, the keen monk sensed the unease.
Someone happened to be at the gate of the city, looking at the gate closed, and couldn't help frowning, "We are going out, why did the gate suddenly close?" β
"Everyone, the ancestors of the Tianyan Sect are happy today, I will leave you to have a drink together, and please be calm and don't be impatient, and then go to the square to choose a place to sit down." The guard at the gate of the city was a Yuanying monk, who said with a smile on his face.
When everyone heard that it was the ancestor of the Tianyan Sect who was staying as a guest, they didn't make much trouble and walked back one after another.
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After leaving Jialong City, Fu Yi came to Zhennan City and took out a spirit bead image to the monk guarding the formation.
"Do you see which direction this group is going?" Fuyi asked.
The monk who guarded the formation had seen the ancestor, and when he saw the ancestor asking, he hurriedly replied: "Ancestor, I'll check it out immediately!" β
In Jialong City, in order to find Ning Changkong and his party, a big city with a population of hundreds of millions, looking for a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Hundreds of Imperial Beast Sect monks did a lot of investigations, and finally locked down a group of people who were strangely dressed and hunters, but were very wealthy.
Ordinary monks generally do not dress up as hunters, and they all wear the costumes of their respective sects.
And in order to keep a low profile, this group of people is dressed strangely, even if a group of ordinary hunters have cultivation, how can they come up with 10,000 high-grade spirit stones?
Knowing that this group of people was heading to Zhennan City, Fuyi wondered for a moment whether he would be mistaken, because Zhennan City had already been destroyed in the sacrificial array.
But apart from this one clue, there is no other clue.
And I can't wait for the time, it's unitary time soon.
As soon as the sun goes down, Ning Changkong is in danger.
In Zhennan City, more than a dozen disciples under the Tianwu Sect quickly checked.
"Meow!" Lin Chuyue was anxious on the shoulders of the wings.
The sun is going down.
The unitary time is almost here.
Fu Yi watched the slow speed of the disciples, took matters into his own hands, put the audio-visual stone on his forehead, and quickly checked it.
Finally, they found out the whereabouts of the group of hunters dressed as huntersβSpirit City.
And when they went to Lingcheng, they found that the formation did not react.
"Miserable! The formation has been activated, what should I do! Lin Chuyue was so anxious that she jumped on the shoulder of the wing.
"Go to Anseong." Fuyi directly chose an Anseong city that was closest to Lingcheng.
The formation activated, and one man and one beast disappeared to the ground.
Several disciples who sent the ancestor away wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
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"Let go of me!" Ning Changkong's limbs were tied and fixed on the altar.
He struggled on all fours, but the rope bound his hands and feet strongly.
Feng Lingyun glanced at Ning Changkong with a little disdain, if he hadn't sworn an oath, he really didn't want to awaken the Demon Lord.
And this kid looked upright, and it turned out to be the reincarnation of the Demon Venerable, he sighed that creation made people, originally a righteous person wanted to become a Demon Venerable, he had to be blackened, blackened to the complete kind.
A gorgeous-looking woman was brought over.
The woman looked at Feng Lingyun on the edge of the altar, and saluted coquettishly: "Yun'er has seen the ancestor!" β
"Haha, Yun'er, come and see what gift I brought you!"
Feng Lingyun happily pointed to Ning Changkong who was on the altar and smiled.
Yun Sheng couldn't help frowning, she approached the altar and looked at Ning Changkong, whose limbs were tied to the circular altar in a large shape.
"He? Who is he?! β
"This is your son, didn't you beg me to find him? This is no longer here. β
"Huh?" Yun Sheng looked at the face on the altar that was very similar to his father, and immediately grabbed Ning Changkong's hand in surprise, watched him be tied up and let go of Ning Changkong in a hurry, and knelt in front of Feng Lingyun: "Ancestor, the child is still young, there is something to offend, I hope Ancestor will bear with me!" β
"No, I'm perfecting him, turning him from an unknown junior into an existence as famous as me. Haha~"
"Does the Ancestor want to take him as an apprentice?" Yunshang suddenly let go of the worries in her heart and got up under the false support of Feng Lingyun.
"Yes, but he needs a little more to help him, needs your help."
"What do you need me to do?"
A dagger pierced her chest.
"I need your life!"
"Woo~!" The woman looked at the ancestor in front of her in disbelief, speechless.
"You said that as long as you can find your son, you can do anything, and this is for your son, not for me."
Feng Lingyun said as he threw the woman onto the altar.
The woman covered her heart, and blood flowed loudly.
Feng Lingyun watched as the other party covered his heart, and the flow of blood was blocked.
A small spirit sword flew across the woman's neck.
The woman's fair-skinned swan neck had a long blood streak on it.
The gushing blood sprayed Ning Changkong's face.
"Maniac!" Ning Changkong scolded.
The woman looked at the young man on the altar, smiled slightly, let go of the hand covering her chest, and let the blood flow to the altar.
"Son!" The last thing the woman shouted before she died was these two words.
Ning Changkong couldn't help but close his eyes, fortunately his mother had died a long time ago, otherwise he would definitely go crazy when he saw his mother being killed in front of him again.
The demons are really evil, outrageous.
"Hahaha! In the future, Lord Demon Venerable, you are the hope of our demon race, so in order to get rid of these mundane shackles, I will help you become a demon! β
Ning Chang scolded loudly and used all the swear words he had learned all his life.
The other party was not his mother, but seeing an innocent person die in front of him, Ning Changkong had a breath in his heart.
"Hahaha, it's just an appetizer." Feng Lingyun laughed wantonly.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you after I become a Demon Venerable?" Ning Changkong asked.
"No, no, you will be grateful to me, what a glorious thing it is to become the supreme demon venerable, you will lead thousands of demons to sweep the entire Cloud Fantasy Continent, hahaha, you can have whatever you want when the time comes, hahaha!"
"Hehe, if I don't like it, if I don't become a Demon Venerable, I can gradually grow into a Realm Venerable, why become a demon?"
"The Venerable of the One Realm? Hahaha! Feng Lingyun laughed presumptuously, "Joke, it's a big joke, hahaha!" β
Feng Lingyun almost burst into tears and laughed, "You, you don't look at yourself, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?" Building a foundation, just building a foundation, if you want to become the lord of a realm, how many years will you need? If you're improving, won't I improve? β
"Hahaha, there is only me in the supreme world, it will only be me! It's me! Hahaha! What is that old thing? It's been more than 100,000 years, and the lifespan of the immortal is 100,000 years, and he has lived to the end! Hahaha! β
What? How long does the master have a lifespan of 100,000 years? He has lived for more than 100,000 years? Ning Changkong was a little uncomfortable when he heard the news, no wonder the master could try not to move if he couldn't move, this was to avoid consumption, and to protect the Tianwu Sect, right?
In order to teach him as a disciple, the master went out to eliminate demons, gave him time to grow, and even boiled the decoction himself, taking him to eliminate demons and break the formation.
Seeing Ning Changkong's loss, Feng Lingyun thought that Zhan Pingzhi had retreated, and smiled even more presumptuously: "Haha, don't worry, as long as you always respect me, I will let you live a life of a human being, much better than you used to live in the stinky ditch!" β
The corpses around him were already cold and stiff.
The altar under Ning Changkong's body was stained red with blood.
Many more people were brought in one after another.
"Pingyuki, Pingyuki, why are you here?" An old man on crutches was led by the neck with a rope, one in front and the other in the back.