novelhk Chapter 524: The Human Emperor’s Trouble (Page 12)
Chapter 524: The Human Emperor’s Trouble (Page 12)
In the tide of blood, Luo Yeshou was filled with regret.
He still remembered how energetic he was when he stepped out of the sect a few hours ago.
At that time, he was the Ningzhen Taoist disciple of the Tianzong. He had just reported to the sect that he was going on a trip to practice his mind. The autumn weather in Dongyong was extremely cool, Tao Ran seemed slightly tipsy, the wind came to the cloud world, the mood of things was unrestrained, and the wonderful scenery was unbelievable for all living beings. When you step into the pictures, your Taoist mind will be tainted by the smoke and fire of the world, and you will feel a sense of transcendent tranquility.
It's a pity that everything is unfavorable and there is only one word of regret. If there is another chance, Luo Ye Shou will practice a magical power of cutting off thoughts and kill that damn curiosity completely.
Today, he is facing the most difficult ordeal since his cultivation. Blood Tide treats everyone equally, even if he is a Taoist cultivator of Xingsheng Academy, he still chooses people to eat without any mercy. He yelled, yelled, and revealed his identity, but other than attracting angry looks from around him, he received no response.
Being alert, he quickly changed his position and indeed avoided two sword energy, three spiritual talismans, and a Buddhist rosary...
However, a few monks seemed to be very angry and locked him with their spiritual thoughts, and the messengers fled towards him. Naturally, they had bad intentions in doing so. Luo Yeshou understood that it was now a critical moment. He felt that his energy had never been so concentrated, and his understanding of escape techniques had reached an unprecedented height.
Following the blood tide, he moved one foot to the left, just in time to avoid a streak of poisonous smoke. He used his magical power to protect himself and hit a thunder bead. He then moved back along the ripples of the explosion and avoided the magic weapon of the spiritual tower in mid-air. With a vicious cover, although he was further away from Qilin Tower, he also avoided all attacks.
Luo Yeshou couldn't help but broke out in a cold sweat, but he was a little excited in the spiritual platform. He was surrounded by several monks with higher Taoist power and realm, but still escaped from death. It really made him so happy that his mind was almost empty, as if he had drunk a drink. A pot of nectar and jade liquid.
Several monks were startled, then sneered again and again.
Such an expression fell into Luo Yeshou's eyes, and his face suddenly became so serious that it seemed like it could drip water. My own Yuan Shen Immortal Lord has rebelled against the Eastern Human Race, and has even set off a bloody tide that has captured both the inside and outside of Qilin Tower. What will happen to the other people in the Shengyuan?
Immortal Zifumian was beheaded by the Lord of Xingtian in Yongdu in the Central Plains. When the monks of Shengyuan went out, they could vaguely feel the strange eyes of others. Fortunately, there was Immortal Lizhu in the sect to support them, so no one in Shengyuan was attacked. Other sects deliberately targeted him.
But when the new Human Emperor chose to station in the east boundary, and the Shengyuan still protected the Emperor's Pulse Sect and was permanently stationed in Dongyong, everyone in the Shengyuan took a breath and let the past go. , the hospital can pay it back slowly.
Unexpectedly, with the public accusation of the corpse ghost and the guarantee of Qilin, it turned out that another immortal in the Shengyuan also colluded with the devil.
His own Immortal Lord frankly admitted colluding with the demon, and it was like a catastrophe that hit Luo Yeshou's spiritual platform hard. He was stunned, his hands and feet were all cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.
Either he was shocked, or angry, or helpless, or he didn't know the way forward... At this time, he had a mixture of emotions.
However, amidst the tide of blood, the cold words of his Immortal Lord almost drove him into hell.
"Kill someone and you will live."
At this moment, what could be more satisfying than killing a monk from the School of Life? Not only could he vent his anger, but he could also escape from death.
If it were a different place, Luo Yeshou felt that he would not let go of the monk named Luo Yeshou.
Can you live now? Will you be able to live in the future? The great terror between life and death has firmly gripped his mind, and it is even difficult for him to express his ideas.
Suddenly, he realized that the only way to survive was in the Qilin Tower!
As long as we can enter the building, we can survive today! As long as I survive today, even if everyone in the hospital wants to ask questions to prove my innocence, I am just a mere Ningzhen, and I know nothing about the devil, so I am not afraid even if I ask questions.
I still want to live and see a broader world.
Even if he can no longer stay in the Eastern Territory as a casual cultivator, he can go to the Southern Territory to find a job with a foreign surname. You can also go to Northern Xinjiang. I heard that Ningzhen can apply for the command of a city, and his status is only below the city lord. Or go to the Xutian Fortress in the West. As long as you dare to fight, your merits will not be reduced by half. If you succeed in refining your mind there, you may not be able to prove the golden elixir.
A bright light gradually rose in Luo Yeshou's eyes, as if he saw hope. In this blood tide, there were not many golden elixirs, but a lot of Ningzhen, but the most important thing was that there were also many Qi accumulation stages. Killing a problem was not a problem. big.
"... There is no need to even leave the door open... Those who cannot withstand the blood tide will die... Even if they return to Qilin Tower, I will personally kill them later..."
The colder words were like a sword of wind and frost, slashing hard into his spiritual platform, making his heart agitate like a thunderbolt, and his chest suddenly felt tight.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth immediately.
All the monks who were fighting were suddenly startled. Luo Yeshou could even see in the blood tide not far away, a condensed dharma seal suddenly stopped an inch in front of the opponent's forehead, as if frozen, unable to advance or retreat.
Will Xianli Zhuxianzun be victorious, or will the Xianglizhu ghosts be able to hold on until their battle is broken by the soul outside? This is now a difficult problem facing all the monks outside Qilin Tower.
boom! Na Ningzhen finally made up his mind, and printed the seal on his opponent's forehead. The opponent suddenly fell soft, and was immediately grabbed by the blood tide, dragging him to the unknown depths.
The obstruction of the blood tide disappeared immediately, and the Ningzhen shot like an arrow towards the vitality of the blood tide, the huge Mingguang Tower.
"If you try to kill me, you won't be able to escape the killing of the corpse!" Luo Yeshou sternly spoke to the monks who were surrounding them.
In the tide of blood, the faces of those people seemed a little blurry. After a few breaths of silence, someone spoke up, "You are from the Shengyuan. Do you think what the ghoul said includes you?"
"If you are angry, then let's take a gamble. Anyway, I didn't hear the corpse ghost say that the people in the Shengyuan should die here.
The fish is dead and the net is broken, let's see who will trade lives with me! Luo Yeshou said with a cruel tone, almost crazy.
Several monks were silent, falling into a strange silence, just like the bloody battle gradually stopping, strange and silent.
Luo Yeshou smiled and breathed a sigh of relief secretly, but his expression was a little strange. It seemed that his disciple of the Shengyuan really lost his life because of the corpse ghost's words.
The blood tide continued to surge, pulling everyone outside the Qilin Tower, as if it was going to engulf all the unscrupulous monks.
The heavy pressure between life and death, like a mountain, finally crushed some people.
"I am the direct descendant of Jindan. I have the Cangfeng Taoist body. I cannot die here. I have made an oath to promise you 300,000 spirit stones. When I leave, I will give them directly to your family. All the monks here can testify."
The cultivator Yunqi was stunned for a moment, then he gave a bitter smile and said solemnly, "Okay! I agree! You go ahead and do it."
"Thank you very much. Your family will take refuge in the name of my ancestor." Na Ningzhen shouted loudly, with a somewhat flustered look on his face, "He did it voluntarily, voluntarily..."
Blood spilled, and another ray of light shot towards Qilin Tower.
Luo Yeshou was already a little tired. The blood tide seemed to be an endless pull, constantly squeezing his mind and consuming his power. He could no longer tell how long he had been holding on, nor did he know how long he had been holding on. How much longer can you hold on, a quarter of an hour? A stick of incense?