MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 192

They were indeed fooled. These altars were really useless.

At first, in order to prevent the disturbance of the magic road, Jingyue designed the altars in the extreme north, western Sichuan, lower south, and Yudong to attract the attention of the magic road and cover his true purpose.

But the monks are not easy to fool. They must do it very real. Therefore, only a few righteous monks know this.

Every monk who knows the inside story has a bell. The bell is specially made by Liuyuan Pavilion. No matter how far apart, as long as the main bell rings, the other bells can respond.

The main bell, of course, is on Jing Yue.

When he arranged the last formation, he ringed the main bell, and other monks were instructed to retreat from the altar decisively.

Although sacrifice in the right path was inevitable in the process, it was all for the ultimate victory. Every monk who participated in was prepared for sacrifice no matter where he was or where he was on the battlefield.

Maybe someone knows that they will get angry for a while after being deceived, but the trend is so. After thinking about it, they just sigh.

Facing the magic fetus, whether you are an insider or not, you have to do your best to perform this scene.

They entered the play, and also brought the magic and the demons into the play.

At this time, in a secret place in the west of Sichuan, the roar of Han Guang spread throughout the hall.

"I said long ago that the most powerful people in Zhengdao did not protect the altar, and there must have been fraud!" He glared at a beautiful young man. "It is you! You must say that the right way has been fully dispatched recently, I am afraid the altar has arrived. At the critical moment, we must occupy one place! Now we will not say anything about the loss of soldiers, and we haven't caught anything! "

The young man smiled slightly, and his narrow eyes were full of charm. "Where do I know that they are willing to abandon so many monks just for a play? Besides, is n’t Han Zongzhu also reassured? When you heard about the Sanjie Temple, Han Yunzong, Wan Ming Sect of Zong started to act, didn't he panic too? "How else would he be willing to send tens of thousands of magic repairs?

Han Guang's face was slightly distorted, like a self-justification: "I didn't expect that Zhengdao, in order to deceive us, saw so many fellow monks dying. This is contrary to human morality, how can we blame us for demon?"

The youth said, is n’t your race so hypocritical? Regardless of the positive demon, it is the same.

Han Guang lost his hand and paced in the hall. His eyes were full of yin, "Now they are one step ahead of us. I worry that the matter of the magic fetus will still change. Fox Emperor, you demon clan really do n’t have any extra demon fruit. . "

The young man is the Fox Emperor Jialou. He squinted his eyes slightly. "The lord of Han should be very clear. We have given you the demon fruit of the demon tribe. As for the other four, you failed to keep Jingyue them."

When mentioning this incident, Han Guang wanted to get angry again, all blame these monsters for being stupid by the surname Jing. But listening to Jia Lou laughed, "Don't worry, the suzerain is born from heaven, no matter what the right path does, you can't stop it. Otherwise, he will inevitably come."

"But the magic fetus was always weak when it was first born. There is always a danger. If not, why do you demons have to be so strong? If the right way really finds a way to deal with the magic fetus, the later the magic fetus is born, their preparation time will be The fuller I am, the less I can feel at ease for a day. "Han Guangyue said that the air pressure was lower, remembering the four golden lights from the southeast, northwest, and northwest of his subordinate, Shen said," Maybe they are all ready! "

Jia Lou's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled softly: "In fact, there is another way for Han Sovereign to want the birth of the magic fetus earlier."

When Han Guang froze, he saw Jia Lou's eyes narrowed slightly behind him, and Han Guang suddenly became cold.

Behind him are the disciples of Gui Fuzong, not only of high strength but also of his close friends. The reason why he is cold is that he understands the meaning of Jialou-by sacrificing these demons, he can give birth to demons!

Those people did not see Jialou's eyes, let alone Han Guang thought, and stood obediently.

Han Guang glanced at them, and hated the demon in cold heart and ruthlessness. He wanted to scold, but in the end he narrowed his thin lips into a straight line, and his eyes were cold.

On the other side, Jing Yue has left from the west of Shu, and after dozens of days of traveling, came to Zhongzhou.

At this time, he was in a small border town in Zhongzhou, but there was no living person in the city, only blood and corpses on the ground.

Jing Yue frowned, knowing that a demon tide had been encountered here, and sighed, "I did not expect that the demon tide has developed to Zhongzhou ..."

However, it is not surprising that Zhongzhou is not far from Xiaoxiluzhou. In addition, many major factions in Zhongzhou have already left, and the monks have their own restraints. Naturally, there is no one to take care of the small town here.

He had just taken two steps and suddenly stopped-if this city is already so miserable, then the surrounding cities ...

Jing Yue quickly summoned Xiao Canglan and the royal sword soared into the sky.

Just thousands of miles away from Jingyue, there is a Fengya city.

The city was originally as elegant as the name of the city. There were many Chinese in the city. The monks also used Wenmo as a weapon. The whole city seemed to be stained with ink.

But now, there is no Moxiang in the city, only the smell of blood and monsters. The monsters break through the city. The monks use their four treasures in the mansion to resist, but where can they resist?

A scholar dressed as a monk with a hand-held brush and the pen is so shiny that it is not a common thing.

His body was stained with blood, and a scar on his face was seen from the left ear to the corner of his mouth, but he did not see a trace of embarrassment. He faced the monk with a scroll in his hand: "Are all the mortals in the city gone?"

"Gone, big brother and big brother. They have sent away the last mortals. As long as we delay for a while, they can go further."

"That would be great, I hope they can successfully escape to Baihui City, where there is a Zhuge family who will not be easily attacked by monsters."

As soon as the words fell, a half-thick snake gnawed at the scholar, and the scholar hurriedly wrote a "seal" with his pen, and the paintings were smooth, vigorous, and free. As soon as the handwriting came out, the giant snake couldn't move forward as if held in captivity, and could only struggle in situ.

The floating "seal" kept trembling, and there were signs of fading. Scholars also resisted reluctantly, their arms were shaking.

When the picture monk saw this, he wanted to come to help, and several more monsters were killed in the oblique, and he soon fell into a hard fight.

But as more and more monsters rushed over, the two gradually became unsupported, and saw the word "Feng" broken, and the monk's picture was also scratched by the monster's claws, and torn to pieces in the blink of an eye. The shape is reflected in a pair of red eyes, already surrounded by monsters.

Mostly this is the only place where the scholar is disappointed, but not afraid. From the moment he decided to defend the city, he was ready to coexist with Fengya City.

The city was broken and the fragrant ink in the city was scattered. Since then, only the wind and rain have been heard, but the sound of reading has never been heard. The culture has been destroyed for thousands of years.

But the people in the city fled, although most of them were mortals, but the mortals who grew up in Fengya City were bound to be affected by the soul of the city, and there was a strong righteousness in their chests.

This tone will take root at the appropriate time and grow into a second elegant city!

A tiger beast leaped violently, and the scholar did not blink, staring at the monster.

He hasn't fallen yet, indicating that there is still a little strength in his body. He will use his last strength to kill another demon!

"Roar--"

The tiger beast slammed in half, his body suddenly cracked from the middle, and the smelly blood was all over the floor.

The scholar was stunned, and from the gap where the tiger and the beast's body was divided, he saw a backlit figure—the man held a sword in his hand, and his momentum was like a sword, coming step by step.

"Qin ... is the ancestor of Qin!"

The picture monk revealed the identity of the other party, and saw a dazzling sword light flashing. After the sword light, the body of the monster was everywhere.

He could n’t return to God, and he was dying. Why was the situation suddenly reversed?

At this moment, he saw the icy Qin ancestor who was rumored and smiled suddenly, standing in the blood of the corpse mountain, his eyes like stars.

"Ajing is here." He heard Qin Yanzhi say so.

The next moment, he saw another Taoist who came from the sky. Tao lived very beautifully, which was Jing Yue, the ancestor of Hanyunzong who was famous in the world!

Jing Yue chased all the way and walked through several cities without encountering any demon tide. He saw only those who were still shocked after escaping from the dead.

He knew that Qin Yanzhi was in front of him, had done what he wanted to do, and had been coming to Fengya City, and he finally saw the other party.

"Yan Zhi." Jing Yue naturally walked forward and smiled at Qin Yan Zhi.

Qin Yanzhi: "Are you ready?"

Jing Yue nodded.

Qin Yanzhi: "Let's go, don't let me wait long."

Jing Yue: "OK."

The two said that they would leave without any notice.

The rest of the monks who had just killed themselves in the city looked at each other, and they couldn't believe their good fortune.

Picture scroll monk: "Are we ... okay?"

The scholar smiled slightly. "The monsters are all dead. What danger can there be? At least for the time being."

Even if it's temporary, as long as you survive, you can do more, drive the wind and rain, and continue your life!

The bordered Fengya City fell into jubilation for the rest of the life after the calamity, and among Zhongzhou, there is also a city of forgetting the sea-this city is in the mainland, far from the sea, so it is named forgetting sea.

There is a mountain outside the city of Wanghai, called Kongjue Mountain. On the top of the mountain, a blue-haired chick is sitting on the rock, sometimes pecking his hair, and sometimes looking up at the sky.

"Jingjing is not here yet, I'm all angry!"

"When Jingjing comes, he must kiss him a hundred times before he will forgive him!"

"It's the first time I've been away from Jingjing for so long, I've missed Jingjing ..."

The little blue chicken was smashing and thinking, tears appeared in the bean eyes.

Suddenly, he saw two black dots appearing in the sky, and the black dots were getting closer. It was the two people he knew!

"Jingjing !!!!!!"

As soon as Lan Feng soared into the sky, she flew into Jing Yuehuai, and suddenly became too excited.

Hearing only the bang, Lan Feng hit Jing Yue, and the sudden "car accident" directly knocked Jing Yue off the flying sword and smashed into the soil.

Car accident witness Qin Yanzhi: "..."

The victim of the accident, Jing Yue: "Hey !!!"

The car accident's perpetrator, Lan Sizhen: "Oh ..."