Chapter Seventy-Four: The Witch's Manifestation

When a few people arrived outside Shangde Peak, as soon as the big array opened, they all jumped out, stood in the air, and looked down at the tens of thousands of monks in front of them, but there were two strange clouds in the sky, Ye Shaowen and the others all felt invisible pressure, only Ziqing looked calm, and he said loudly: "Don't be impatient, you guys, poor Dao Ziqing, I specially bring the little apprentice Fang Zhong and others to explain the matter of the Spirit Silkworm Sect to everyone." The voice was louder and louder, and it immediately shook the restless monks below.

I only heard a strange laugh: "Ziqing Zhenren, didn't your disciple come before, why did you come again today, don't you treat us as fools." The voice came from the black cloud, but there was no appearance, it was Gu Zhenren. The monks below listened to Fang Cai's spirit for a while, and they all gradually agreed, and the voices of tens of thousands of people rose higher and higher, and even the purple and green couldn't help but change color.

He hurriedly said loudly: "No, last time you refused to believe the words of my Huang Tingzong's family, but today, there is still one person who can testify, she is the only survivor among the hundreds of thousands of mortals harmed by the Spirit Silkworm Sect, named Eva, who has personally experienced that disaster. After that, everyone fell silent for a while, Ziqing looked back at Eva, and motioned for her to step forward and explain, but she looked coldly ahead, as if she was out of her mind, and she didn't know anything about Ziqing's gesture.

Ye Shaowen hurriedly called her, and she woke up, lowered her eyes and whispered: "You are fighting for power and profit, playing conspiracies with each other, why do you want to affect innocent mortals? In front of monks, mortal lives are really cheap like ants, can you kill them if you want to?" Ziqing and Fang Zhong's faces changed after hearing this, and Ye Shaowen was silent.

Fang Zhong said unhappily: "Eva, if we hadn't rescued you, you would have become a pile of white bones at the moment, so you can still stand here in style? ”

She sneered, she didn't appreciate it, and seeing that the monks below began to stir again, Ye Shaowen suddenly said: "Yiwa, go quickly, and I'll talk about other things later." He lifted the Destruction Sword in his hand and said with a smile: "I see who dares to come, see if I will kill all the demons in the world in the future!" Eva stared at him for a long time, then smiled slightly, turned to the monk below, and slowly spoke: "The evil cultivators of the Spirit Silkworm Sect do feed Gu worms with mortal blood, and my parents are too... Died here. ”

Tens of thousands of people obediently discussed, some people even nodded in agreement, and retreated, they had no intention of being enemies of Huang Tingzong, but they had to come after some coercion and temptation, seeing that the matter had become so big, they all felt a little frightened, whether what this girl said was true or false, it was all down the stairs.

The same is true for the two real people of Wu Gu, thinking about what their identity is, they have been squatting in front of Huang Tingzong Mountain for a few years, which can be regarded as the end of benevolence and righteousness.

But some people don't think like this, as if they are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, only to hear a voice say loudly: "Hehe, real person, you just bring a girl out casually, and say that it is a surviving mortal, is that? Hundreds of thousands of mortals have died tragically to white bones, why is this girl the only one who is fine? Could it be that the monks of the Spirit Silkworm Sect know that she is a disciple of Huang Ting, and dare not attack him? Haha. ”

Everyone was a little annoyed that this person was talkative, and they followed the prestige, only to see that it was an old man in the distraction period, so they had to endure their anger, and most of the people in Zhongzhou knew that he was Ouyang Xun, the elder of the god school.

As soon as he finished speaking, another person in the crowd said in a loud voice: "Gu Zhenren, dare to ask if there is a Gu Dao sect like the Spirit Silkworm Sect in the south?"

After Gu Zhenren heard this, he said in a deep voice: "Of course not. The man seemed to be puzzled and said, "That's strange, where did this Spirit Silkworm Sect get this Gu cultivation method? ”

Gu Zhenren was slightly angry, a pair of evil eyes pierced through the clouds, and approached the person, looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but shrink his gaze, and randomly took it back, silent.

Ye Shaowen saw it clearly, and secretly said that among these people, there must be people who have mixed into the Qintian Palace, and it is impossible to be good about this matter. I only heard Ziqing say angrily: "Do you believe that you can't wait for me?" The words have come to this, if you don't retreat, then you will see the real trick under your hands!"

"Yo yo yo, Ziqing Lao Er has such a big temper, my witch lady has lived in the Southern Wilderness for a long time, but I want to see the means of you, the true person of the Shangzong. The witch lady laughed from the clouds, the red clouds dispersed, showing the whole picture, there was a big fight, the purpose of her coming north is to be invited by people, and the other is not willing to be lonely, to come to Middle-earth to try the means, she has been cultivating witchcraft for many years, and her self-confidence is not lost in the Taoist lineage.

Seeing Gu Zhenren leaning close to her, as if she was saying something to her, she only snorted heavily backwards, ignored it, and still looked at Ziqing with a provocative expression.

Ziqing was immediately furious, the fairy sword was out of the sheath in his hand, and the two of them had fought in a blink of an eye, and the rest of them all retreated for hundreds of miles.

Ye Shaowen and the others also retreated into the formation, relying on the mountain protection array to resist the aftermath, he secretly felt bad, if it went on like this, no matter whether Ziqing won or lost, it would be difficult to end, he immediately wanted to transmit the sound to Zixu, and then he thought, such an important matter, how could Zixu Zhenren not pay attention?

He looked at the battle situation, Zi Qing shot out angrily, the sword was merciless, Yu Wei Haoran, but it was just right, he stopped just touching the surrounding peak, not even a single branch was broken, he secretly admired in his heart, the real human realm has touched the laws of heaven and earth, and the use of mana is even more perfect, when it is in the smallest range, the largest explosion can hit the enemy hard.

Its sword speed is also very fast, the sword is very powerful, there is no room for the other party at all, the witch lady is at a disadvantage as soon as she fights, she is secretly frightened, Shangzong's Taoist swordsmanship is really worthy of its reputation, he is not good at this way, and then he will continue to fight like this, he must be defeated, and when the time comes, how can he and Wu Dao still have the face to gain a foothold in Shenzhou?

I saw her chanting a spell in a low voice, and suddenly the evil aura on her fair and beautiful face flashed, and she couldn't help but feel a chill, and a random black smoke came out between her and Ziqing, and the sword momentum of Ziqing slowed down, and she couldn't tell where she went, but by induction, she knew that she was nearby, and sneered: "Trick the eyes? Hmph, the carving insect skill also dares to come and offer ugliness." Randomly shouted, pinched a sword trick, and suddenly the sky was full of dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and then the sword rain fell sharply in the sky, just like the power of the sky, it was the Guangcheng sword style "sword rain in the sky", and Ye Shaowen was fascinated by it.

The witch lady finally avoided him, and when she heard him say that he was a small insect carving skill, this words were like an awl, piercing her heart. She was so ashamed and angry that she threw out four stone pottery objects from her sleeve, only to see that they were depicted with ancient divine beasts: the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the four elephants of Xuanwu. The carving is very rough, but with a savage atmosphere, quiet and solemn, the four stone pieces flew straight into the sky, the witch lady recited the incantation, and then danced strangely, only to see the figure of the four divine beasts suddenly appeared, occupying half of the sky, with a sense of slaughter, coldly looking down on the earth of all beings.

"Hey, in order to win, she actually brought the four elephant totems. Gu Zhenren sighed, he didn't seem to be excited by this ancient divine might, but with some worry, he glanced at a certain place in the crowd.

The rain of swords in the sky finally moved the four elephants, and they either raised their heads, or roared, or struggled, as if to warn: Who is the real heavenly might? Immediately after, a manic aura filled the sky, and the four beasts were all covered in several wounds, but they were not afraid, and the sword lights were scattered......

Ziqing gradually changed color, the power of the four elephants was very great, he couldn't hold on, the fairy sword was in danger of getting out of his hands at any time, fortunately, the figure of the four heads gradually faded, he was happy in his heart, and the mana was transported to the extreme, and the sword light fell densely and brightly, but after a while, the four beasts let out an unwilling roar, and the figure completely disappeared in the air, and the four pieces of pottery fell from the air and were re-absorbed into the arms of the witch lady.

This time, it was a matter of victory or defeat, Ziqing's mana was consumed, and the witch lady was also wheezing, although she was a little unwilling, but it was not glorious enough to fight again, and it was not a deep hatred, so she stopped.

Ziqing expected that the battle was over, and was about to turn back, when he suddenly heard Fang Zhong shouting loudly: "Master, beware!", he sensed it slightly, and hurriedly turned around, the witch lady had already swept in front of him, he was surprised, the two had just finished fighting, and they were not far apart, Ziqing didn't expect that tens of thousands of monks were staring here, and she dared to carry out a sneak attack?