Chapter 133 (1/2)

In the silence, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning reflected colorful light through the dew hanging on the treetops, a mass of light and shadow appeared on the forest land in the mountains without warning. With slight fluctuations, it slowly solidified and showed a figure.

This man has a high crown and broad belt, and his clothes are full of antiquity.

If someone is around at this time, he will find that although he can feel that the person coming is an old man, he can't see his face clearly. There are always water lines of different colors on his face, gently rippling and fluctuating, covering up his true face.

If you look more carefully, you can still find that under the wide robe, the old man's feet are half an inch above the ground, but they are actually suspended in the air.

The old man looked at Hua Lanting and Jiang Gongzi for a long time. He seemed to be thinking about something. Then he said to himself, and his voice was full of magnetism: ”the descendants of the old ghost sect, with such a disciple, the last ray of vitality condensed and did not disperse. Is it... Maybe... Can it be used?”

Then he looked up at the sky and muttered something. Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Xue Jiayi on the ground not far away. He murmured, ”it's another talent chosen by heaven. Why don't you try... Maybe there will be a surprise?”.

The water waves in front of his face shook a few times like wrinkles, as if he was smiling and malicious.

In the underground palace of jiangjiapu, the blood red light curtain in the central blood pool fluctuated violently because the host Jiang Ning was in a rage at the moment. He found that the blood candle holders representing Jiang Gongzi and other seven people in the array were all dim and soft, indicating that the whole army of the pursuit team was destroyed.

The death of his beloved son is one aspect. What makes him more uneasy and frightened is that he can't feel the life and death of the two disciples of Vientiane gate. The message may be spread at any time, and the array has not been completed. It's unknown whether the Chiang family will be destroyed or out of control from now on.

Closing his eyes, Jiang Ningqiang pressed himself down and was terrified. He secretly accepted the no sound array that needed distraction control. He decided to go all out to get rid of the restrictions in his body and lead his people to escape as soon as possible.

Near the mountain pass of the mining area, Cao Jiashu, who woke up again, was moving forward step by step.

At night, he fought with Jiang Piao, who came after him. After several rounds of fighting, he was lucky to kill his opponent who could keep up with him through his tracks. He dragged his bruised body to the outside of the mountain. During this period, he was in a coma for several times. His belief that he should climb out as well as climb out has always supported him.

Finally, just entering the mountain pass, he suddenly felt a relaxed pleasure of swimming out of the water. Was he out of the array range?

Cao Jiashu gasped and took out the emergency alarm device with difficulty. After triggering, he raised his hand and released it.

He was not disappointed this time, and the letter rose and rushed to the sky.

Cao Jiashu was also paralyzed and lay powerless on the ground.

There are several affiliated families and zongmen between here and Zixiang gate. They dare not neglect the urgent transmission letter. After several relays, the news spread back to the mountain gate at dawn.

In the dense forest in the mountains, the old man in ancient costume was taking out a gray mesh light group with alternating light and shade from his arms, holding it in his hand, looked carefully and sighed: ”I got it occasionally, but I didn't expect it to be useful.”

Then he said, ”don't spend your spring heart fighting for hair, an inch of Acacia and an inch of ash.”

”This is the ash of Acacia without solution in the world. Acacia turns into ash, but it doesn't change the infatuation and hatred. Acacia urges people to grow old and stumbling people's hearts, but it can't be waved away and scattered.”

”Hum! Ha ha! Ha ha! Hum!”

There was no movement. The gray light mass floated and dispersed, turned into line and turned into ash, entered the seven orifices of the two people and flowed to the heart and brain.

Hua Lanting's dead body moved slightly.

The old man nodded and rolled up his sleeves. Xue Jia flew up and down in the air.

The old man's figure gradually disappeared without leaving a trace.

Inside the Vientiane gate, the first person to receive the news was a deacon on duty in the thunder punishment hall.

As soon as he opened the letter, he heard Cao Jiashu's hurried voice: ”it's urgent! The Chiang family rebelled, the Deacon Hengchuan fell, hualanting doesn't know whether life or death, help quickly!”

The Deacon rose to the occasion. Although his words were Liao Liao, he understood the seriousness of the situation. He did not dare to delay or deliver a message. He personally rushed to the hall Lord to report it.

The news quickly reached Zhou Xi, who is currently responsible for handling the daily affairs of the door.

While Zhou Xi was informing the leader, he gave several instructions after a moment of meditation.

After a while, the bell in the Vientiane gate rang loudly, seven long and four short, and the last one was bleak and harsh. It was a rarely used signal to go out for war.

At the same time, a voice sounded in each peak: ”within a moment, all the 50 disciples of the thunder punishment hall and 30 disciples of the Tiangang hall, as well as 20 disciples of the 60th generation who received the notice, immediately stopped all cultivation, retreat and business at hand, brought complete auxiliary equipment and gathered in the square in front of the thunder punishment hall without error.”

The disciples who got the notice knew from the sudden tension that something important would happen. They all prepared their goods as soon as possible and rushed to the concentration point to line up.

Lin Xianjing, Yi LiuNian and Feng Qingjun are also among them.

In the process of waiting, Yi LiuNian whispered to Lin Xianjing, ”I just heard that Lan Ting's mission is to go to Jiang family castle. Do you have an accident?”

Lin Xianjing said to him, ”it's too far away to see clearly. There's only a sense of silence.”

The nearby Feng Qingjun said anxiously, ”is there life-threatening?”

Lin Xianjing comforted: ”lucky people have God's blessing. Don't you go to rescue immediately? Don't worry.”

Yi LiuNian said: ”it must be very urgent. The momentum is not small. There is a deputy hall Lord in Lei punishment hall and Tiangang hall respectively. At least the external disciples in Sixiang territory can't be stopped by ten Chiang family. This is a bull knife for killing chickens. It seems that it doesn't hesitate to spend resources to use medium-distance transmission. The battle is very big.”

Lin Xian was surprised to see that the deputy head of the thunder punishment hall, who led the team, swept his eyes coldly, and dared not speak again after saying ”Liwei”.