Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 27 The Black Evil Formation, Transformed by Immortals

   "Master, what is that?"

On the mountain road below   , there were three people rushing along under the moonlight.

   The person who spoke was like a servant boy, wearing a green felt hat, looking up at the light in the sky.

   There was a man next to him holding a folding fan, breathing heavily. He was clearly a rich boy. Hearing this, he looked into the distance, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Uncle De, are there two sword immortals fighting in the sky?"

He said Uncle De was a skinny old man, and said solemnly: "Master, this is indeed two people fighting, and their cultivation realm... is far better than this old man! Go, let's go quickly, don't be affected. Pond fish!"

   But the young man holding the folding fan was obviously very interested in this kind of thing, so he stopped.

   He shook his hand and said, "Uncle De, Ah Fu, let's go to the mountain over there and see what the sword fairy looks like!"

   It turned out that they were the three Sikong Jianli who came to Qiongyu Sword Sect from Nanling City and asked about Xunxian.

  The two were helpless. In the face of such danger, the young master of his own family didn't know how to escape, so he even thought of going inside.

   It's a real death.

   But this young master is very stubborn, Uncle De and Ah Fu looked at each other, do you want to knock him out and take him away?

   They ran to the front of the cliff and really saw two vague figures standing above the opposite mountain. They didn't do anything directly, but were talking about something.

   Sikong Jianli lowered his voice and said excitedly: "See, it's really a Sword Immortal!"

   Uncle De glanced at him and thought, which eye did you see that they had swords on them?

   Sikong asked politely, "Guess who will win?"

   Demon Lord Luo Yu stood in the air, laughing and saying, "Qing Hui, why didn't you run away?"

   He stretched his palm in front of him, grabbed it lightly, and the palm showed two colors of red magic light and starlight.

   Zhang Xiaoyi shook his head, as if he had made up his mind: "If I wanted to run, I would have left long ago."

  Luo Yu's complexion changed: "What do you mean?"

   At the same time, he glanced slightly, and noticed three little bugs on the cliff not far away. He thought that he would dare to peep at this gentleman, and he would slaughter you after Qing Hui was cleaned up.

   Zhang Ming has no primordial sense, and he still doesn't know that there are other people in this secluded place he chose.

   "I guess the one on the right will win!"

   Sikong Jianli was still excited to guess.

   Uncle De's face turned pale, he felt a biting killing intent, and quickly pulled him back.

   "Master, it's too dangerous, let's go!"

   However, when Sikong saw Li's body, he didn't even pull it, so he couldn't help but look back, and then he saw a scene that will never be forgotten in this life.

   I saw under the night and above the mountain, the original two figures, red on the left and blue on the right, like a duel between a magician monk and a righteous monk.

   But now, a monstrous black suddenly appeared on the blue figure on the right, as if it was blackening in the blink of an eye, eroding and swallowing the entire starry sky.

   It was a darkness deeper than night.

   Then, the pitch-black figure reached out and grabbed a long banner made of white bones out of thin air.

   Black air lingered on it, as if there were grievances from unjust souls.

   The legs of the three people trembled, and the red shadow on the opposite side was weak. This, this is the real magic monk!

   Demon Lord Luo Yu's complexion changed greatly, he felt that Sen Han's murderous intention had stimulated his scalp to tingle, and he couldn't help but light up, and a phantom of the primordial spirit rose up and fled out.

   I have to say, he made a decisive decision.

   Yangshen realm, even if the physical body is dead, you can rely on the treasures of heaven and earth to rebuild a body.

   As the second elder of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, he naturally had already reserved this secret place for resurrection from despair.

   However, the black figure standing still waving the white bone flag, immediately filled with endless darkness, quickly submerging the fleeing primordial spirit and submerging the entire world.

   Sikong Jianli's eyes darkened and he fainted.

   Ninth Ability:

  【Magic Transformation】From immortals to demons, annihilating spiritual wisdom, with the strongest power, annihilating all enemies in front of you

  Lingshu View, disciple room.

   Zhang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his face was pale, and there was no Zhang Xiaoyi in his perception.

   "I knew that this ninth ability cannot be used easily, and I don't know how the scene is going?"

   At the last moment when he disconnected the control, he saw darkness sweeping the whole world, including Luo Yu who fled.

   Just don't know if the other party is dead?

   Zhang Ming walked around eagerly for a moment, trying to sense Zhang Xiaoyi again, but still no movement.

  …

   Qiongyu Mountain, Yijianping.

   One after another black-clothed figures appeared around, surrounding the third elder, Lu Xueqing, and more than three hundred disciples who had just escaped from the dungeon, but they were not many.

   "Zhou Yimo, the head of the Quetang!"

  The third elder Cheng Yicheng shouted, leaning on his cane, "Hmph, Demon Lord Luo Yu is not here, just because you are little devils, you are not the opponent of the old man!"

   The black-clothed disciple on the opposite side walked out of the crowd. It was Luo Yu Demon Lord's cronie, Quetang Zhou Yimo.

   He stroked his palms and smiled and said, "Elder Cheng, I, Zhou, are indeed not your opponent, but I didn't say to fight recklessly. I just need to hold on to you and wait for the return of the devil."

   Zhou Yimo's cultivation base was lower than Cheng Xiaocheng's, and his number was smaller than that of Qiongyu Sword Sect, so he was indeed at a disadvantage at this time.

   But he had great confidence in the second elder, Luo Yu.

   In addition to the suzerain Shangguan Yu, he does not believe that there are other people in Dongling County who can leave Luo Yu Demon Lord. He even made a bet that he lost and stripped for everyone to see.

  The three elders attacked each other: "I want to see how you can hold the old man in a unified state!"

   In the face of the threat of the life-shaping realm, Zhou Yimo didn't look at all, suddenly stretched out his hand and threw it out, shooting through the bone nails like a silver rain, took two steps back and shouted: "Form a formation!"

   The three elders replaced the sword with a stick, and set up a sword curtain to block the through-bone nails before continuing to shoot. Suddenly, they saw a black light from the hands of the black-clothed disciples of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect.

   These rays of light formed a circular sky, shrouding the more than 300 people of Qiongyu Sword Sect.

   Everyone felt that it was dark in front of them, and they were already in a desolate place with black sand filling the sky.

  The face of the third elder changed, and he shouted: "Everyone, be careful, don't walk around, this is the black magic formation of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect! When they are exhausted, this mysterious formation will self-destruct!"

  The crowd sat cross-legged around the three elders.

   "Hehe, Elder Cheng, you underestimate me Zhou, the hall master will give you another gift!"

   Zhou Yimo's sneer came from above the black sand.

   Then, a gigantic shadow appeared in the depths of the black sand, walking towards this side step by step.

  Boom—

  The sound of footsteps shook the world.

   "This is... a lava behemoth!"

   The third elder and all the disciples exclaimed.

  I didn't expect that the other party even kept a monster in captivity, and it was really seamless to cooperate with the siege of the black evil maze.

   At this moment, they are worried about getting lost in the maze, they dare not move around, they can only fight head-on!

   But the lava giant beast is a kind of monster carefully cultivated by the Red Fire Demon Sect. It is known for its tyrannical physique and ability to manipulate red flames.

  The third elder walked out with a cane, and at this time, she was the only one who could fight the lava behemoth.

   As for after the war, who wins and who loses, and how many of these disciples can survive, we can only see the will of God.

  Thinking of this, she felt sad in her heart, and her hand holding the cane was determined to die together.

   She should coexist with Qiongyu Sword Sect!

   However, at this moment, a jade-white hand grabbed her arm, only to see Lu Xueqing come out more and more, her eyes firmly said: "Elder Cheng, let me come!"

  Cheng Xiaocheng was startled: "Xueqing..."

   (end of this chapter)