Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Destruction of Qu Shan (3)
ups and downs, there are cathartic spiritual powers everywhere, swaying, surging.
Everyone is pouring out, without the slightest reservation.
Because after tonight, either the city lord's mansion wins, or the Qushan Marquis Mansion dominates Qushan City.
Life and death, shot is full strength.
The old city lord turned into a streamer and rushed directly into the blood cloud.
It was scarlet, there was no light to be seen at all, and the smell of blood everywhere was disgusting.
The old city lord propped up the guards around his body to prevent himself from coming into contact with blood. For the ancestor of Qushan, the old city lord can be said to be very familiar, and he is even more clear about the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe.
The blood mist method, cultivating to the highest and profound realm, when facing the enemy, you can directly pull the opponent's blood and use it for your own use, which can be said to be a very strange and vicious exercise.
And the reason why the Qushan tribe would get a fief at the beginning of the founding of the Liuyun Kingdom was because of the Blood Mist Law.
Qushan Ancestor saved the life of the founding emperor of Liuyun Country with the blood mist method, and only then was he thanked Dade, got the fief, and let Qushan Ancestor Yongzhen Border City. The border city was also renamed Qushan City, but unexpectedly, after decades of Qushan Marquis's Mansion, the power wanted to expand, and the royal family of Liuyun Kingdom had to support the City Lord's Mansion to be involved, until today's situation.
Blue flames erupted from the old city lord's body, burning the surrounding blood clouds.
The strong man of the mountain building realm can support the body protection Zhengang, but he can't resist the blood mist method for a long time, so the old city lord has to burn the surrounding blood clouds.
"Old boy, you have improved your cultivation a lot...... the old city lord said casually, and then quickly flew through the blood cloud, looking for the traces of the golden-armored man.
The golden-armored man rushed into the blood cloud, although he had already passed the five decays of heaven and man, but he was still a little powerless to resist this extremely devouring blood cloud for a long time.
Therefore, the old city lord was very anxious in his heart.
The golden-armored man, the cultivation of the Seven Realms of the Mountain Building Realm, can already be said to be the strength of the dominant side, but in the face of Qushan Ancestor, he was still crushed after all. At this moment, it is already difficult to move forward.
In the blood cloud of Ba Ge, a ghostly light emitted, barely supporting the body protection Zhengang, but at this moment, he found that the blood clouds around him actually began to turn into silks, like slender red threads, meandering, breaking through his body protection Zhengang. And the blood in his body has an uncontrollable phenomenon, and he wants to rush out of his body.
What's going on? The golden-armored man's face changed drastically.
Because at this moment, the golden armor man felt that there were already blood stains on the surface of his body, which was constantly spilling out.
At this moment, a faint voice came from the blood cloud.
"Quick, burn the blood cloud with soul fire, or ......"
The voices behind are barely audible.
It was obvious that the blood cloud was controlled by Qushan Ancestor, widening the distance between the two of them, making it impossible for the sound to be transmitted.
The golden-armored man was stained with blood, and roared in the blood cloud, and in the sea of knowledge, a heat wave surged, like a wave, and was guided out and poured into it towards the Ba Ge in his hand. Bago emitted a piercing light, like a ray of dawn, igniting itself, emitting a blazing light, instantly incinerating the surrounding blood.
"Huh?" In the blood cloud, the ancestor of Qushan, who was like a master, was slightly stunned, and said: "It depends on how long you can last, and in the end, it is not my nourishment, let me go to the next level, haha......"
The whole pole Ba Ge, like a flame dragon, swept around, like a dragon like the sea, turning up the stormy waves.
The blood cloud rolled, as if it was a bottomless pit, let him stir the world upside down, although occasionally rolling, but still boundless, all within the scope of the encompassing.
The golden-armored man was very angry, because since he came to this Qushan City, he had been frustrated more than once, which made him particularly angry as a member of the Ba Ge.
The body protection Zhengang was strengthened again, and Ba Ge took it back, stood quietly aside, and then went to the chest of his hand to seal it, a key-like symbol, and directly entered the golden armor.
In an instant, the golden armor was shining, as if the gods had descended into the world, making it impossible for people to look directly.
The reason why Ba Ge is invincible is that the members of Ba Ge are superb in cultivation, and more importantly, they are well-equipped. A Ba Ge, as well as the previous strong crossbow, and the golden armor until this moment, are all the embodiment of Ba Ge's strength.
"Duh......"
With a sound, it seemed to penetrate directly through Cangyu, making the blood clouds tremble non-stop.
"Ba Ge, it is worthy of being Ba Ge, but since you dare to offend my Qushan clan, it is death!"
Qu Shan Ancestor did not have the slightest timidity for this team. Since you dare to rebel, you must have the courage to not be afraid of heaven and earth, and if you are afraid of the head and the tail, you will not be able to succeed.
"Dead?" The golden-armored man Ba Ge pointed to the place where the voice came from, and said angrily: "Kill my son, this revenge is not shared!" ”
Ba Ge swept, and with an unparalleled momentum, flew directly in.
"Kill your son?" Qu Shan Ancestor was very calm, and with a wave of his hand, his domineering aura was drowned by the blood cloud, and then said: "Nine Secrets Peerless Learning, the capable live in it, you don't measure yourself, damn it......"
Qu Shan Ancestor suddenly looked stunned, hurriedly turned around, and looked behind him.
"Old fellow, your blood mist method can't trap the two of us." The old city lord broke through the encirclement of the blood cloud, and finally locked the figure of the ancestor of Qushan, and with a piercing, he came directly in front of him, aiming at the figure, and it was directly a punch. A fist with flames.
The fire of the soul burns out the sky. In an instant, a flash of fire pierced into the face door of Qushan Ancestor.
At the same time, the gold-armored man seized the opportunity and turned his back.
"Self-...... beyond our means"
Qu Shan Ancestor directly turned into a blood mist, and in an instant, he became a part of the blood cloud.
The two of them went one after the other, and they didn't have time to react, and their faces changed greatly.
Rumble......
In the blood cloud, there was a violent explosion.
The blood clouds were rolling, boiling, restless.
At the same time that Qu Shan's ancestor turned into a blood mist, the attacks of the two were already intertwined.
The golden-armored man was shaken back, and the old city lord was also taking advantage of the situation to fly upside down.
"Broken!"
The old city lord no longer cares about the golden-armored man, and since the gold-armored man is safe at this moment, breaking through the blood cloud is the most important thing.
A punch is like a meteorite emitted from the ground, bravely taking the lead, no matter how the surrounding blood cloud changes, and bent on breaking through the blood cloud.
In the sky, blood was spilling, gradually merging into the blood cloud.
Qu Shanrong was even more invincible, under a cloud of blood mist, there were already many corpses on the side of the City Lord's Mansion that were gone.
The seven blood-clothed gods of the Qushan Marquis Mansion were even more like tigers entering the wolves, leaving a blood-red patch wherever they passed.
And the three heads of the family were even more entangled by Lu and Wang, and they couldn't spare their hands.
"Su Yanyuan, it's not comfortable to shrink up, right?" Qu Shanrong sneered, waved his hand, and the blood spear penetrated a person's human body, quickly drying up, and became the nourishment of the blood mist in the blink of an eye.
Su Yanyuan's only remaining right hand trembled, and his body was even more burning, wanting to rush forward, but he knew that he was no longer Qu Shanrong's opponent.
"What? Losing your left arm, leaving you with no guts? ”
Qu Shanrong was laughing.
The two have been enemies all their lives, and finally to the point where you are dead.
Su Yanyuan didn't move, staring at Qu Shanrong above the blood mist, his eyes were full of hatred.
"Can eyes kill? Haha......"
The blood spear harvested another fresh life, and the blood mist continued to grow.
The entire Qushan Marquis Mansion has become a world of blood, and the moonlight cannot reach it.
On the third floor of Langling Market in the first street, Su Yanling knelt on the ground.
"Uncle Hai, save my second uncle......"
In Su Yanling's eyes, there were already tears dripping.
"Yan Ling, I'm a businessman, you let me ......" Hai Siyao didn't know what to do, and her face was embarrassed.
Hai Siyao, when she was young, once loved a woman named Yao'er, but because of her father, she was broken up, and Hai Siyao's father brutally killed the woman to stop his own thoughts. Hai Siyao was angry and left the Hai family directly, and the name of Hai Siyao was born from this. Later, Hai Siyao traveled alone and established Langling Market.
When he came back again, his father, due to the struggle with the enemy, had no life left. Although Hai Siyao finally met her father, because of the past, Hai Siyao couldn't forgive her father at all.
Xu is the last mercy, Xu is the inheritance of the Hai family, and in the end, Hai Siyao's father handed over the Hai family to Hai Siyao.
Langling Market also moved to Qushan City, but because of his guilt, Hai Siyao never went to Haijia.
This is also the reason why Hai Siyao felt guilty when she saw the ancestor of the Hai family. has been in charge of the Hai family for many years, but he has never contributed to the Hai family.
"Uncle Hai, I know ......" Su Yanling's eyes flashed with tears, and then said: "Yan Ling has never begged anyone, and I also ask the pavilion master to save my second uncle this time, Yan Ling is willing to do her best in this life to carry forward the Langling market." ”
Su Yanling is a strong woman, but strong women are still entangled by family affection after all. Su Yanyuan is her second uncle, the second uncle whose blood is thicker than water, knowing that he lost an arm and could not be Qu Shanhou's opponent, he still held a city and a pool for Liuyun Country, which can be said to be very great.
Therefore, Su Yanling didn't want her second uncle to sacrifice because of this.
Among the strong people she knows, only Hai Siyao has never made a move, but she knows that Hai Siyao will definitely be able to save her second uncle.
"Peace is a life that many people yearn for. But if the Qushan tribe really wins tonight, the country's army will descend on Qushan City in a few days, and by that time, the blood will flow like a river, and how many people will be ruined......" Su Yanling couldn't cry anymore.
"But I'm just a businessman...... Hai Siyao was very confused and didn't want to care about worldly things.
"Uncle Hai, my second uncle is also your friend, can you really bear to see death and not save you?"
Hai Siyao looked down at Su Yanling, sighed, and said, "Yanling, it's not that I don't want to care, it's just that when it's worldly, it's really ...... for me."
"Uncle Hai, do you know why the old city lord hates you?"
Hai Siyao was stunned for a moment, staring at Su Yanling.
"Because the old city lord has a human touch, and Uncle Hai, you ...... You don't have ......."
"Didn't you?" Hai Siyao muttered to herself: "My Yao'er, can't it explain my human touch?" ”
"Uncle Hai, since you don't agree, I'll leave......" Su Yanling looked at Hai Siyao, got up and said, she didn't want to stay longer. Because she knew that the person in front of her was almost ruthless, like a walking corpse, with only a shell.
In the same place, leaving Hai Siyao, still talking to himself.
"Yao'er, what the hell should I do?"
When Hai Siyao's father was dying, he finally apologized to him, but Hai Siyao never forgave his father. Gradually, with the passage of time, it gradually faded, and his Yao'er could never come back.
"Maybe it's time for me to move too......"
A weak figure flashed in Hai Siyao's mind, very beautiful.
"Yao'er, it turns out that you have always been there, do you want me to go?"
The woman smiled slightly, and between the smiles, it was touching.
"Okay, I'll go ......" Hai Siyao was very happy, flew up, and disappeared on the third floor.