Chapter 13: The Mockery (3)

Yuan Dekang was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said: "The people in the Xianmen, surnamed Ai, I think you are also quite good at pretending to be ghosts, do you think we will believe it in this way?"

Fang Ling also laughed, and all the guards immediately laughed out loud, no one believed that this Yu Wu was a great immortal or something, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't get in touch with the immortal of the bone immortal wind, but it seemed to be a demon crawling out of hell.

Ai Mingxuan snorted heavily: "Laugh, I want to see how long you can laugh?"

Fang Ling sneered and said, "Lord Ai, if this Yu Daxian is really from the Immortal Sect, then there should be some magic weapons or something, do you want to take it out to open our eyes?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Yu Wu's eyes, and he said gloomily: "King Shicheng, since you want to see it, then this immortal will show you an understanding." With that, he beckoned, and the eldest apprentice Xu Wen put the box on the ground, opened it and took out the cornucopia.

Yu Wu held the cornucopia in one hand, standing proudly, his eyes were full of contempt, and he seemed to have the power of life and death for everyone in front of him.

At first glance, seeing this cornucopia of terrifying shapes, Yuan Dekang and the others were also secretly startled.

Of course, Fang Ling didn't reveal the matter of having a magic weapon, after all, as soon as the Xianmen disciple said this, it would seriously affect morale, and he said lightly: "Lord Yuan, then let's take a good look at this Yu Daxian's performance, this is much more than going to a show, and you don't even have to pay the silver." ”

Seeing Fang Ling's repeated ridicule, even Yu Wu, who had been cultivating for twenty years, couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and he squeezed out a few words from his mouth and said, "I don't know what is dead or alive!" and then stretched out his hand and flicked it towards the cornucopia.

Between the flickers, the skull fire on the cornucopia was motionless, and there was no sign of disappearing, and Fang Ling and the others did not turn into stone.

Yu Wu frowned slightly, and he was a little confused, he hurriedly recited the mantra, stretched out his hand and brushed it on the basin again, however, the skeleton ghost fire seemed to be embedded in the skull, and it didn't move at all.

Ai Mingxuan and the others were all holding their arms and sneering, mocking the King of Shicheng for not knowing what to do when he was dying, but when they saw Yu Wu flicking the magic weapon three times and twice, Fang Ling and the others sat on their horses well, and they didn't know what was going on for a while.

Ai Mingxuan couldn't help but whisper, "Brother Yu, what's wrong?"

Yu Wu didn't know how to answer him, this cornucopia was obviously repaired, and a large number of dead souls were stored, how could it not be effective?

Yuan Dekang and the others were still a little nervous at first, but when they saw the situation, they couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Fang Ling's eardrums heard the sound of the surrounding forest shadows flickering, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, knowing that the eight hundred defenders had finally arrived, he raised his voice and said: "Lord Ai, I forgot to tell you, this king went to the gold mine a few days ago, and happened to hear your discussions, so when this king left, he kindly destroyed this cornucopia, so Yu Daxian, no matter how much you toss, it will not work anymore." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, Ai Mingxuan and the others' faces changed suddenly, and they couldn't believe it for a while, Ai Mingxuan's mouth opened into a duck egg shape, and it took a while before he said in a trembling voice: "What?"