Eighty-two secretly evacuate
The light of the Five Elements Qi Transformation Formation dimmed due to the loss of the caster's spiritual support. Chi Yan suddenly woke up when he noticed the change in the formation. When he saw Zhang Lingyun being hit by an arc-shaped electric light, he waved his hand to set up a protective shield to block the next attack.
, so that Zhang Lingyun would not suffer more serious injuries.
Poisonous Flame Centipede moved a step slower. The young master had been protected by Chi Yan. He protected Xiao Huo behind him just in case. He could feel Zhang Lingyun's concern for Xiao Huo. In this situation, Xiao Huo must not be allowed to be there.
Being hurt around you.
Chi Yan's face became extremely ugly, he patted Zhang Lingyun's slightly shaking shoulder, and glared into the distance angrily: "How dare you hurt my people! Today Chi Yan Shenlong will definitely bloodbath your Amaterasu Sect!" Chi Yan said
Shenlong releases the spiritual energy in his body, and the huge coercion equivalent to the power of the Dongxu stage spreads to the distance.
In a large brick-and-tile structure not far from the 'Mobile Chessboard', a large number of practitioners of various shapes gathered here, staring at the crystal disk about three feet in front of them and discussing in low voices...
"Hey~, this is the legendary longevity fruit!"
"Well, the boy who was just knocked away by the electric arc is Elder Tang's only successful experiment in so many years."
"Wow! You can survive even a few rounds under Elder Tang. You are like a god. I admire you, I admire you!"
"You said that if that scholar fought with our Archmage, who would win..." Several young people with cultivation levels equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage were frightened by the pressure of the Red Flame Dragon and lay on the ground, wiping their nosebleeds.
He talked about the gossip he knew to kill time.
In the small council hall on the side...
"Who knows the origin of that white-faced scholar?" The middle-aged man with a crocodile pattern embroidered on his chest felt Chi Yan's frightening pressure and tried his best to hold himself up to prevent himself from being pressed to the ground.
"This information collection work does not belong to our department. It is up to whoever has the responsibility to do it. Watch what I do!"
"We have been operating in the Qing Dynasty for many years, and we have people in almost every large town, but we have never found a monster with such a high level of cultivation. I suspect this may be the hidden power of those ancient sects," embroidered on the chest
The middle-aged man with the black panther pattern is full of pushback.
"Those so-called decent people from well-known families, who shout and kill all day long and take it as their own duty to eliminate demons and defend the law, how could they raise monsters in captivity?"
"Then congratulations to your Information Department, you can add one more thing to the incomplete files!"
"Hey~, who would have thought that the good-looking spiritual pet that boy talks about is actually a cruel person, we are also very surprised!" The middle-aged man with a black panther pattern embroidered on his clothes said in a sour tone, feeling very aggrieved and helpless.
"Isn't this unreasonable? Since Zhang Lingyun has such a powerful contracted beast, why didn't he use the contracted beast to fight during the battle in the barren mountain?" There was a hint of uneasiness in the voice of the old man embroidered with a vulture pattern.
"What if Zhang Lingyun and the white-faced scholar are not in a contractual relationship at all?"
"That's not the point, okay! Now some people are eager to seek success and lure the wolf into the house, but they make everyone become meat on someone else's chopping board. I don't know what their intentions are?"
"That makes sense. Some people come out to get a piece of the pie when they see the benefits, but they act like cowards and don't want to contribute when something happens. I really admire his thousand-layer face!"
"There is no need to criticize others and slander others. The Qing Dynasty had a vast territory and uneven distribution of people. We have less than a thousand professional information investigators. How can we know everything!" The middle-aged man with a black panther pattern embroidered on his clothes suddenly became furious, and the surrounding people were furious.
The space shook, and an extremely sharp sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The sword was inlaid with exquisite red gems.
"That's almost it. We are all colleagues who work together. There is no need to speak so harshly." The middle-aged man with a crocodile pattern embroidered on his clothes spoke as a peacemaker, made a shut-up gesture, glanced aside and closed his eyes.
The great mage who nourishes the mind.
The girl in mage uniform tapped the table, and the small conference room instantly became quiet. "No one can encounter such an emergency. Fortunately, they are trapped in the ecstasy circle and have some worries." Although the girl in mage uniform was also affected by
Despite the pressure, he still stood up and walked around pretending to be relaxed. This move gave everyone present a glimmer of hope, like a reassurance that stabilized the panic situation.
"Master, please sit down. I wonder what we should do now?" A middle-aged man with a black panther embroidered on his lapel diligently placed a cup of freshly brewed green tea on the table.
"Their move is just what I want. We have been studying this 'moving chessboard' formation for three or four years. Almost all the stone chambers are under our control. Only the formation has been unable to be captured for a long time. The violent behavior of those people is just right.
It can help us solve the questions we have always had." After the mage analyzed it, she glanced around and felt that most people agreed with her point of view.
"Arch mage, you know that the most precious treasure in a formation often appears only after the formation is cracked. If we continue to let them do whatever they want, wouldn't our previous efforts be used to make wedding dresses for others?" Xiu Xiu
The middle-aged man wearing a leopard-shaped pattern spoke full of resentment and unwillingness.
"Haha, haha, this world always follows the concept of respecting the strong. Lions eat tigers and wolves, tigers and wolves eat dogs and sheep... Unless you can be stronger than the world and become the master of the entire world, you must give up some of what you expect.
Something," the Archmage covered his face and laughed with a clear and melodious voice, which was completely different from the rough and bold laughter before.
"We sacrificed the lives of more than ten thousand people for this 'moving chessboard', and sacrificed so many devout Amaterasu believers before we unearthed the rare treasures in this magic circle, and then we just gave up?"
The old man with a vulture pattern pointed in the direction of the treasure house with trembling fingers.
"Master, please think twice!"
"We can't take advantage of those wastes!" Several monks whose cultivation level was equivalent to the Golden Core stage also agreed.
"Pick some light and important things to carry with you," the Archmage saw everyone's dissatisfied expressions, and tried to persuade again, "You have to know how to give up over the decades in your life, and you have to know when to stop and just give up when things are good," the Archmage saw.
Everyone did not listen to what he said, and tapped the table with their palms, "Bang..." The long table with the granite countertop was instantly shattered by an invisible energy, turning into broken stones and falling to the ground, and the cup with the risk of falling to the ground.
The hot green tea appeared intact in the hands of the great mage.
"Great Master, calm down, calm down..." The practitioners immediately became honest and shut their mouths obediently.
"May I ask the Archmage, what should we do next?" The old man with a vulture on his chest broke the awkward atmosphere and asked respectfully.
"I don't want to hold you responsible for your dereliction of duty, nor do I want to know why they were able to avoid many traps and almost attack the core of the branch.
The most urgent task now is to evacuate those alchemists who are helpless," the Archmage pointed at the people of various shapes lying on the ground outside, with a very solemn and solemn expression.
"The Archmage is merciful," the Archmage's words made all the practitioners in the small council hall put their hearts back into their stomachs, their emotions gradually calmed down, and their faces were no longer pale.
"We will prepare a carriage for you right now..."
"The Archmage has thought carefully, but... do we also want to move together?" The middle-aged man embroidered with a crocodile pattern wanted to understand the reason and hurriedly asked about his whereabouts.
"I want to talk about that longevity fruit. If the Supervision Department at the headquarters knows that we are retreating without a fight, I'm afraid you will have to commit seppuku and apologize!" The words of the Archmage made the practitioners wilted like eggplants beaten by frost.
Come down.
"This..., my parents also have an eighty-year-old mother...,"
"My child was just born..."
Whispering words of sorrow kept coming one after another. Seeing this scene, several masters with crocodile patterns embroidered on their clothes also tightened their mouths and began to pretend to be stupid. In the small council hall, there were more than thirty practitioners of the weakest golden elixir stage.
, no one offered to stay and deal with the aftermath.
"Quiet, I can just stay here by myself. You are all active members of the Amaterasu Sect. You cannot take risks at will." The Archmage snorted coldly and walked out of the council chamber.
"We will fight with all our strength for the sake of the war for the Republic of China..." Seeing the great mage go away, the practitioners present all bowed and saluted to express their determination, with the faces of loyal servants.
But intentionally or unintentionally, he avoided the remarks about never regretting dying for his country.
Inside the third arc level...
The last arc in the frontal attack was also transformed by the Five Elements Transformation Formation. The dust in the stone room slowly fell, and the dazzling light in the distance gradually dimmed, revealing the colorful barrier.
"What's going on, I'm just pretending to be my grandson!" Chi Yan waved his hand and removed the protective shield. The spiritual power around him was ready to turn into a dragon and use the dragon's breath flame to destroy everything.
Although Chi Yan took action in time to block the attack, Zhang Lingyun was also attacked by four arcs of electricity, with wisps of black smoke rising all over his body and his hair as messy as a chicken coop. Even so, Zhang Lingyun still held Chi Yan's arm.
Didn't dare to let go.
"Young Master, where are you injured? There is no good place anywhere in your body!"
"Brother Lingyun, does your injury hurt?"
Xiaohuo carefully punched Zhang Lingyun's arm, and pieces of clothes fell down. He woke up just when he was protected by the Poisonous Flame Centipede. However, the situation was critical at that time and it was useless to go forward. He just waited.
Watching Zhang Lingyun being beaten made Xiaohuo feel very sad.
"Ahem...it's okay, it's just that the smell of smoke is quite choking,"
There was no time to think about the attack just now. Zhang Lingyun had tried his best to avoid the important position. He still felt a strange aura coming from his body. The feeling of soreness and heat all over his body became more and more intense. Unknowingly, he was sweating.
It soaked through Zhang Lingyun's back. He took a deep breath and lowered his head to pretend to cough as a cover up, not wanting everyone to worry about him.
Chapter completed!