MTL - The Green Gourd Sword Fairy-Chapter 1468 crisis!

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There was a stench in the air.

Among the Tianshui tribe, not only the patriarch Lanli, but also the high priest, Shenwei, and the elders of the tribe were all enveloped by this stench.

In just a split second, pustules began to grow on these people's bodies, the skin was festered, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

"what!"

A series of screams came from the monks of the Tianshui tribe.

The nearby monks of the Scarlet Fire Clan, Barbarian Clan, and Kamifeng Clan were all stunned when they saw this scene.

"They...are they poisoned?"

Before everyone could react, the monks of the Tianshui tribe turned into pus amidst screams, and died without even ashes.

Only Lan Li barely resisted for a moment, and the "Tian Shui Shen Long Jue" was fully activated to help her wash away the toxins attached to the surface of her skin. However, those toxins have already penetrated into her body, and now it is still a candle in the wind, crumbling.

"How...how could this be?"

Lan Li watched the people around him die one by one, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The blood blurred her eyes, but she still tried her best to look forward, and saw a pretty female cultivator in palace makeup, standing there with a smile, as if admiring her own dying struggle.

"Lingyao..."

Lan Li suddenly understood a lot.

When I and Situ Wenlang fell in love with each other back then, when the love became strong, it was already a lifelong decision. In the end, many misunderstandings occurred inexplicably, so that the two turned against each other, and Situ Wen even transferred his love to this woman.

Now that I think about it, those misunderstandings back then seem to be all about this woman...

"Situ Wen, Situ Wen, it turns out that both of us have been tricked... You thought you were hugging a beautiful lady, but you didn't expect it to be a death talisman."

Lan Li gave a wry smile, and his face became paler and paler.

Thinking of how he and Situ Wen had been fighting for so many years and wanted to take revenge on each other, but now that Situ Wen died in front of him, there was no pleasure of revenge in his heart, only a faint sadness.

Lan Li knew that this grief was not only for Situ Wen, but also for himself.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad. At this moment, Lan Li felt disheartened and had no desire to fight anymore.

She felt that the toxins in her body were getting stronger and stronger, and her strength was gradually disappearing. Her eyelids were too heavy, and she didn't want to open them.

"So be it…"

The last thought flashed in his mind, Lan Li fell backwards, his body, like other monks of the Tianshui tribe, quickly turned into pus and blood, and finally seeped into the ground...

With Lan Li's death, a total of eight Golden Core Realm monks of the Tianshui Clan died completely, leaving no survivors.

When everyone present saw this scene, their faces changed drastically, and they were extremely surprised.

"Lingyao, what are you doing?!" the High Priest of Wuying Clan shouted sharply.

"You can deal with the Tianshui tribe, but why did you kill our own patriarch?" Someone from the Wuying tribe shouted.

"Ha ha."

Lingyao smiled slightly, glanced at the clansmen around her, and then disappeared in place in a flash.

"Where did he go?"

The High Priest, Shenwei, and elders of the Shadowless Clan all showed horror on their faces.

Although the Shadowless Clan is famous for their concealment techniques, they were surprised to find that they couldn't find Lingyao's location now, and even with the clan's secret techniques, they couldn't detect the slightest bit.

Just when everyone was frightened, the void behind the high priest suddenly split open, and a white palm stretched out, directly clasped on his celestial spirit cover.

"you!"

The high priest's eyes widened, and the spiritual power in his body was circulating rapidly, trying to break free from the palm.

However, the palm firmly grasped the head of the high priest and never let go. As the strange black lights flowed, the body of the high priest began to collapse inward, the skin stuck to the bones, and the whole person became old and ugly.

In just a few breaths, the high priest has been sucked dry

Jingyuan, turned into a human body, can't die anymore!

"High Priest!"

All the people around were terrified.

By this time, they already knew that this Lingyao was not only going to kill the monks of the Tianshui Clan, but even the members of their Wuying Clan.

"There's something wrong with Lingyao, let's fight together!"

Among the crowd, the Patriarch of the Barbarian Clan roared.

He is a body trainer, with a very burly figure and a very loud voice. With this voice, everyone came back to their senses.

"That's right, Lingyao killed innocent people indiscriminately, and the ten major tribes all punished him!"

"Lingyao is weird, first capture her alive, and then search her soul to find out what her origin is!"

...

The ten major tribes were furious and wanted to kill Lingyao, but one of them said with an inappropriate voice: "It's just a bunch of pigs and dogs, just accept your fate honestly."

The Patriarch of the Barbarian Bull Clan was taken aback because the voice sounded right behind him!

Just as he was about to turn around, severe pain came from behind him. When he looked down, he saw a rough hand protruding from his chest.

"you…"

The Patriarch of the Barbarian Clan reluctantly turned his head, but what he saw was a familiar face.

Qin Ming, the patriarch of the Panlong Clan!

"Old man, you've lived long enough, you should die here today." Qin Ming's face was indifferent, and he exerted a slight force on his right hand, a powerful force gushed out from his arm, and finally poured into the body of the patriarch of the barbarian clan .

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the body of the patriarch of the Barbarian Bull Clan burst open, and the corpse flew across, blood spattering!

"Everyone here today is going to die!"

The cold voice, the death sentence, Mu Chunhua smiled sinisterly, and turned his gaze to the high priest and others behind him.

"You really have a problem!"

Yi Yin looked at "Mu Chunhua" who was full of murderous aura, with a solemn look on his face.

"Hehe, so what if you know? Didn't you send someone to spy on me some time ago?" Zheng Qiu said with a smile: "Yi Yin, you don't really think I'm afraid of you, do you? If you don’t move, I’ve already sent you on your way!”

"You are not the patriarch, who are you? Where is the Mu patriarch now?" Yi Yin asked in a deep voice.

"Tsk tsk, you really deserve to be the high priest. If you still care about others, you should care about yourself first!"

Zheng Qiu laughed, raised his hand and slapped it out, and the spiritual power gathered in the air, forming a huge red palm print, enveloping everyone in the Stone Spirit Clan.

"The Profound Realm!"

Yi Yin's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

At this moment, Zheng Qiu's aura has not been hidden at all, it is impressively in the early stage of Tongxuan!

The red palm prints were mighty and mighty, falling from the sky, overwhelming everyone. Faced with this overwhelming strength gap, the eyes of everyone in the Stone Spirit Clan showed despair.

"Langhuan Continent...is the sky going to change?" Lin Yi muttered to himself with blank eyes, and seemed to have given up resistance.

At the moment when the red palm prints were about to fall on everyone, Yi Yin's face changed again and again, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly pinched a spell...

The next moment, the red palm print fell.

Rumble!

Amidst the loud noise, everyone was crushed into fly ash, and their breath completely disappeared.

"Haha, goodbye, my compatriots of the Stone Spirit Clan!"

After Zheng Qiu laughed out loud, he looked back and saw that Ling Yao and Qin Ming were also carrying out a one-sided massacre.

Because the shock happened so suddenly, no one could react. In just this moment, more than 70 monks in the ten major tribes had already been killed in half.

The remaining half of the monks also reacted at this time. Lingyao, Qin Ming, and Mu Chunhua, these three are all cultivators of the Tongxuan Realm, they are like a tiger in a herd of sheep, there is no way for him to resist, the only option is to run for his life.

brush! brush! brush!

In a critical moment, everyone disregarded the rule that Langhuan Continent cannot fly away, so they all controlled the escape light and scattered to escape.

However, how could Lingyao and the others let them go? They saw Zheng Qiufei flying up in the air, making a formula with both hands, and muttering words in his mouth.

A circle of red light centered on him, spread out to the surroundings, and caught up with everyone in an instant.

The light escape of these people collectively failed, and fell down from midair inexplicably, with extreme horror on their faces.

"Hurry up, I'm coming to hunt you down!" Qin Ming licked his lips, his eyes showed excitement.

"It's just a group of pigs and dogs, don't waste time, get rid of them quickly, and then rush to the top of Longding Mountain, don't let Tang Zhen escape!" Lingyao's voice rang in his ears.

"Yes!"

Qin Ming seemed to be very afraid of Lingyao, and he didn't dare to disobey her orders, so he disappeared in place in a flash.

Soon, a series of screams came from the foot of Longding Mountain, but it was Qin Ming, the patriarch of the Panlong clan, holding a butcher knife, slaughtering the clan chiefs, priests and elders who could not escape.

In less than half a cup of tea, the foot of Longding Mountain returned to calm again.

The blood all over the ground merged into a shallow stream, telling the tragedy that had just ended.

Both Qin Ming and Zheng Qiu returned to Lingyao's side.

Among the three, Lingyao was the most respected, and the other two fell behind her, not daring to speak.

"No one slipped through the net, right? "Lingyao said slowly with her back to the two.

"No, all the pigs and dogs here have been cleaned up, there is absolutely no one alive." Qin Ming replied very firmly.

"Okay! Come with me to Longding Mountain, let's meet that Shennong envoy and see how he broke our game!"

As soon as the words fell, Lingyao had already turned into a yellow ray of light, soaring upwards to the top of Longding Mountain.

Qin Ming and Zheng Qiu looked at each other, without hesitation, they also turned into two ray of light, following closely behind Lingyao...

...

The top of Longding Mountain.

Liang Yan, Tang Zhen, and the young monks from the top ten tribes were all trapped in a strange killing formation.

In the midair, all kinds of rays of light converged, continuously dropping killer moves, hitting the top of everyone's heads.

If Tang Zhen and Liang Yan hadn't teamed up to neutralize most of the power, the young monks of the top ten tribes would have been bloody.

At this moment, these monks already knew about the existence of the Ye Ming Sect and their conspiracy. They were naturally grateful to Liang Yan and Tang Zhen.

But the crisis is not over yet. Since Huo Guang, Han Caidie and others sacrificed themselves successively, this strange killing array exploded with powerful power in a short period of time. Even masters like Tang Zhen and Liang Yan couldn't do anything about it. Break through in a short time.

While Tang Zhen was using his tactics, he was secretly sizing up Liang Yan. Seeing the opponent's ultimate move of breaking the magic circle with vajra power, his eyes gradually showed appreciation.

"Little brother, good tricks! I don't know who you are from, who are you under?" Tang Zhen asked suddenly.

Liang Yan frowned, blocked the magic circle's killing move with a fist, and said calmly: "The crisis has not been resolved, and your excellency is in the mood to ask me about my origin."

After Tang Zhen heard this, he didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Although this magic circle is powerful, there is no one to control it. Although the blood essence sacrificed by Huo Guang and the others can increase the power of the magic circle in a short period of time, it only takes a cup of tea. , the magic circle will weaken, and we can go out then."

"A cup of tea?"

Liang Yan shook his head, and said slowly: "You are too optimistic, you think that the people behind the arrangement will give us time to have a cup of tea."

"You mean..." Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"coming!"

Liang Yan suddenly let out a low drink, and turned his gaze to the distant mountains and forests.

Tang Zhen followed his gaze and found three escaping lights, from far to near, coming through the sky!

"Who is so unruly and dares to fly in the sky in broad daylight?" Tang

Zhen said with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, the rules are set by you Shennong Mountain. The Ye Ming Sect doesn't follow that." Liang Yan smiled, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

It didn't take long before three rays of light came through the sky ~www.novelbuddy.com~ and landed in front of the magic circle.

"Qin Ming, Mu Chunhua?"

Tang Zhen naturally recognized two people, they were the patriarchs of the Panlong Clan and the Stone Spirit Clan.

The young monks of the two clans were also ecstatic to see the head of their clan.

"Patriarch, save us!"

"Huo Guang is a traitor, they joined Yeming Sect!"

"That's right, the Ye Ming Sect set up this situation and massacred the clansmen just to stir up the conflict between Shennong Mountain and us!"

…

These young Golden Core Realm cultivators talked to each other, and when they saw the head of their family, it was as if they saw a savior, and they all asked for help.

However, Qin Ming and Mu Chunhua stood leisurely with their hands behind their backs, with a faint smile on their faces from the beginning to the end, and they had no intention of helping each other.

"Don't shout, your patriarch has already been replaced by someone."

When Liang Yan's voice sounded, everyone's expressions changed.

"Are you also a member of the Yeming Sect?"

Tang Zhen's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the three people facing him, and found that their aura was deep, and they were all in the realm of Tongxuan! Especially the female cultivator in the middle, who seemed to be the patriarch of the Wuying Clan's dual cultivator, named Lingyao .

The strange thing is that this woman exudes the aura of the late stage of Tongxuan!

"Ha ha."

Lingyao's eyes swept across the magic circle, and suddenly she smiled, a very sweet smile.

"Tang Zhen, let me tell you how you broke our situation by yourself. It turns out that the variable is here." As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yao looked straight at Liang Yan, and a gleam flashed in her eyes.

"It's him! Liang Zhidao!" Zheng Qiu recognized Liang Yan at a glance, and his face was a little ugly.

"My little brother, it seems that you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!" Ling Yao laughed.

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