Chapter Seventy-One: Ghost Spirit Ancestor
A deafening roar came from the sky above Qinghe City, exploded like thunder, and then spread out in a mighty way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
In Qinghe City, almost everyone was attracted by this loud noise and looked up one after another.
Rumble!
Thousands of blood rainbows arrived directly above the center of the city in an instant, and with this explosion, it suddenly lagged behind, turning into countless blood-colored halos and blooming, stretching wantonly to the surrounding sky, until the entire Qinghe City was covered, and suddenly closed together, turning into a huge curtain that stretched for more than ten miles!
The sky gradually turned scarlet, and under the extremely dim light, the mortals in the city reacted and made a loud noise, and for a while, the entire Qinghe City fell into chaos.
In an inn in the east of the city, three monks sat around a round table in the guest room, discussing something, and when the loud noise outside the window came, the faces of the two monks who looked like old men changed at the same time, and they quickly left their seats and came to the window.
The remaining monk was a young man with a delicate face, who was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then reacted and hurriedly followed.
Walking behind the two, the handsome young man looked up at the window, understood something, and looked back at his two elders.
The faces of the two old men at the moment were more ugly than the other, and the old man on the left was wearing a purple robe, and it was the monk in the middle stage of foundation building who came here with a beautiful young man, and after being silent for a long time, he sighed and said astringently: "Sure enough, we did it, and our news is still a step slower." ”
The other old man had a deep aura on his body, and he had the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, even so, there was a trace of despair on his face when he heard the words.
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On Wutong Mountain, among the stone pavilions.
Fang Nan looked at this familiar scene, and after being stunned for a while, he suddenly turned around, looked at Gu Ci'an, squinted and asked:
"Who the hell are you?"
Gu Ci'an still had that calm and breezy appearance, and when he heard this, he unhurriedly picked up the teacup and took a sip, before chuckling and said, "Fang Daoyou's words are strange, I am naturally Gu Ci'an, can I be someone else?"
"It's Fang Daoyou, after a while, it won't necessarily be you. Bowing his head slightly, he drank all the tea left in the cup, Gu Ci'an's gaze fell on Fang Nan, revealing a faint color.
The corners of Fang Nan's eyes shrank suddenly, and a trace of bad premonition appeared in his heart.
"Gu boy, the ban has been laid down, what nonsense is there to talk about with this kid?" As he was groaning, a cold aura suddenly emanated from Gu Ci'an's body, and an old voice suddenly sounded in the stone pavilion.
The tone was cold and the tone was weird, even Fang Nan trembled inexplicably when he heard this voice, and he almost got goosebumps.
Gu Ci'an was unmoved, and put the teacup in his hand on the base next to the stove without hurrying, before he snorted coldly: "What are you anxious about, now that the entire Qinghe City is under our control, why should we care about this moment." ”
"Hehe, the old man is not in a hurry, but this kid is very clever, if something happens......" The old man's voice was silent for a while, and sneered substantially.
Gu Ci'an glanced at Fang Nan, suddenly raised his eyebrows, his sleeve robe shook, and a sword qi shot out of thin air and landed on him.
Boom!
The speed of the sword qi was extremely fast, and Fang Nan didn't even have time to react, so he snorted and fell on the bluestone slab.
Looking at Fang Nan, who was paralyzed and unconscious, the corners of Gu Ci'an's mouth hooked up a mocking angle, "This is what you like?"
"Hmph, you are decisive, aren't you afraid that the sword qi will hurt the foundation of this body? The old man's voice suddenly carried a hint of anger, and said coldly.
"Don't worry, of course I know what to do. Gu Ci'an replied nonchalantly, "But speaking of which, you seem to have said last month that Gu's sword qi is a chicken rib, so it's better to give up this way and improve the quality of the magic weapon first?"
"How can you compare it with now! The old man didn't know at the time that you were an innate sword body, and you could achieve a sword into ten thousand laws in the future. Speaking of which, you kid is also a monster, and I'm afraid that it will stir up a lot of wind and rain in the old man's era, if it weren't for the fact that there is a heavenly spirit root in front of you, you would also be a good target for grabbing. ”
"Oh, Gu should be deeply honored to be praised like this by the once famous Ghost Spirit Ancestor. Gu Ci'an smiled absently when he heard this, and was about to put away the stove, when his expression suddenly moved, looking in the direction that Fang Nan had come here not long ago.
In the dense forest, the sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded, and after a while, several figures in black robes jumped out and landed on the mountain road in front of the stone pavilion.
Looking up and seeing Gu Ci'an, these black-robed figures immediately knelt on one knee and said in unison: "My subordinates have seen the altar master." ”
Gu Ci'an's eyes moved slightly, and after scanning back and forth on these people, he said lightly: "Get up." ”
When everyone got up, he took off the two storage bags around his waist, shook his hand, and landed into the arms of one of the black-robed monks.
"Here are two hundred trapping talismans, you scatter them, act according to the plan, and when the time comes, come back to Wutong Mountain to restore your life. Looking at Qinghe City at the foot of the mountain, which seemed to be upside down by a giant bowl, Gu Ci'an said slowly.
The black-robed monks glanced at each other, and at the same time hugged their fists to Gu Ci'an, and then turned around and entered the mountain forest without hesitation, heading down the mountain.
After seeing these people appear at the foot of the mountain, and then disperse in all directions of the city, turning into small black dots in the distance, Gu Ci'an said lightly: "It is estimated that the operation on Ge Daoyou's side has been carried out almost completely, let's start too." ”
"Just what I wanted. ”
The voice of the self-proclaimed Ghost Spirit Ancestor burst out laughing, and the yin qi in the stone pavilion suddenly became a little heavier, and a faint black qi with a bit of blood red suddenly spread out from Gu Ci'an's body, slowly condensing on the side.
Between the mountains and forests, the wind suddenly rose, and countless birds and birds were frightened, hovering in mid-air.
After half a cup of tea, a two-zhang-long humanoid phantom slowly emerged in front of the pavilion, covered in black gas, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and then saw his eyes open, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes without pupils.
A breath that was enough to make the Tsukiji Monk tremble swept away in an instant!
And at the moment when this figure came out of his body, Gu Ci'an's face turned pale for a while, he covered his chest and snorted, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
A trace of dark gray aura suddenly escaped from the back of Gu Ci'an's head, and at the same time, the aura on his body was also obviously weakened a lot, and his cultivation was crumbling, almost falling back from the foundation to the qi refining realm.
took out a light red pill and put it in his mouth, Gu Ci'an closed his eyes slightly, and pinched the trick to breathe.