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Chapter 290 Qianji’s request(2/2)

At that moment, the lumbar worm suddenly flapped its wings and chirped, long and short, and the sound was very irregular.

Servant Qianji looked at me, his eyes were not simple, "The magical things of Dimu Ji are too old, and various magic circles are connected in series. If one point is added, it will be less, and if one point is lost, it will be more. If we act randomly,

It is said that Youqian City will be completely paralyzed."

Upon hearing this, Pang Shanhu immediately gave the order: "Hold on, set up the formation altar, Mr. Tai Sui is coming."

Naturally, Ling Chan didn't mean anything. I had already detected the scene in the cave through the Spirit Devouring World.

Spiritual energy surges and strong wind blows.

I haven’t imagined the cave-heaven killing weapon yet. The less spiritual materials like the cave-underworld bone, the worse it is.

There is something sealed on the ground. The closer you get to the depths of the earth, the sooner it will be connected to my world through the dream world.

It is precisely because of the expectation of the giant elephant.

Among the team, there was not even a local temple priest. He was also frightened and said in a trembling voice: "You and the Bai family once issued a mission in Sifang Pavilion. Several Taoist friends came and investigated the origin of this object."

Lingchan thought of Qianji's subordinates using ancient puppets as their bodies, and said thoughtfully: "What do you mean by this descendant, do you want to use the entire Youqian City as your own body?"

Lingchan's heart moved. The Youshen Brigade has started to explore the giant elephant and is setting up camp somewhere to prepare for exploring Yunling.

That was my personal purpose later.

Lingchan laughed, "What are you still doing? Pick them all, keep the seeds of the rare ones, and send them back to Qingfeng Village Liuling Divine Realm."

Lingchan smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "This matter is his fault. It is related to the lineage of the ancient gods. It is too old..."

Servant Qianji looked at the metal ball under the altar, "In the chessboard world, there is no soul card to restrain the machine city. I can also condense the soul card. From now on, life and death are in his hands, but no matter what, he must agree!" <

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When I looked up, I saw that the giant white mist tentacles of the Seventeenth Nightmare were still waving, but more and more nightmares had been captured, indicating that the area was slowly being drained by us.

After finishing that, the cicada sat cross-legged again, its true energy circulated, and the female insect in the hollow bell on her waist stopped buzzing and fluttering its wings...

A flash of fire flashed, and Wen Yan returned to Youqian City.

"Yes, sir."

Very slowly, a small spider silk cocoon formed in the metal ball, white mist surged, and red light flashed like a heartbeat...

After hearing this, Lingchan immediately understood the distress of the servant Qianji.

The so-called Jiu Demon is a living creature. Due to extreme emotions, a strange energy called "Jiu" in Huaizhou invades and turns into evil spirits.

This place seems to be far away from Houshun Cave.

Pang Shanhu looked solemn, shook his head and said: "Unless there is such a thing as the Divine Coffin Cave, there is a way to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking. But what you are looking for is in this world, and in Huaizhou!"

At the same time, the huge white mist tentacles formed by the Seventeen-hour Dream Evil also surged and spun, suddenly extending in all directions.

"The 'Tiger Aunt' was originally an old woman in that village, and she and her grandson depended on each other for life. Before the spiritual energy was restored, the grandson was eaten by a tiger monster in the mountains. The old woman missed her so much that she went crazy all day long. She came to the mountains and said that she wanted to give her grandson to her.

If you take revenge and come back, you will have turned into an evil thing."

As he spoke, he recounted some of the information he saw in the fantasy.

It seems that after going to Yunling, I have to go here first.

Boom!

Ling Chan was also wasting time, pinching the magic formula, running Xiongbo's first line of Hutian Technique, and leaning back a little harder.

Before Lingchan appeared, he saw no one was present, so he said little and only urged the Youshen Brigade to leave quickly with me.

…………

Everyone hurriedly picked it after picking it.

Everyone used their secret methods to retreat into Huaizhou. Sure enough, the surrounding scene suddenly changed slightly. The corpse left by Hou Shun had been cleared away by Huaizhou forces, but a spiritual field was left behind.

Lingchan was quite surprised when she saw it.

As a ray of fire surged, the Lingchan Wandering God Appearance also appeared in front of everyone.

Servant Qianji nodded and said: "That's wrong. Your lineage has been coveted by all forces in the chessboard world because of its spiritual spider silk magic power. Even without the protection of my master, you still have to pay the Yanjia Sect the spider silk on time.



The remains left behind by Hou Shun's nightmare have been completely swallowed up by the Spirit Devouring World, leaving no traces.

Zhang Biao was curious and quickly said: "Sir, you have found and searched that cave based on Feng Shui techniques. Apart from some skeletons of ancestors, there are also my belongings outside."

Servant Qianji also seemed to have made up his mind. After hearing Lingchan's promise, he became more determined and quickly jumped under the altar, with white mist surging all over his body and spitting out dense spider silk.

In the valley, there stands a large mountain village. It was originally a good place to escape the war, but due to the rampant evil spirits, the village has long been dilapidated and there are no living people.

Hou Shun's territory is a giant elephant, and in his era, the terrain like tearing apart small earth appeared, and some ancient ancestors often got into the ground to worship.

The dragon's blood fell from the sky and was swallowed by the giant elephant. After sleeping in a mound for ten years, it seemed to have enlightened itself. According to the magical power of blood, he developed many magic arts and gradually became the overlord of the party...

In the illusion, Zhang Biao immediately understood the origin of this dragon, which was the dragon corpse under Yujing City.

The crowd followed him closely, and immediately screamed in surprise before retreating into the cave. They saw the skeleton of Hou Shun, as big as a hill, standing impressively behind them.

After half a year of training in the wilderness, the team grew rapidly, and the best men, Meng Yuanshou and Zhang Biao, had even reached the seventh-level threshold.

Before Lingchan finished speaking, Bendang stepped back.

Servant Qianji nodded slightly and sighed: "I only have a ghost left now, and my cultivation qualifications are special. If I want to take a step back, or even save my descendants in the future, I can only take that step..."

Ling Chan turned around and returned to the temple, retreating along the altar into the core of the formation.

Lingchan knew clearly, "The chessboard world?"

You Shen and his gang followed Ling Chan over a mountain, followed the gap to find a cave and retreated.

Divine wars were often launched between the ancient gods. Hou Shun also saw that there were many caves in the sky, and there were no ones hiding on the ground, nor in low mountains or lakes. The clues he was looking for were those in the caves of the ancient gods.

There are often no traces of blood sacrifice left...

Pang Shanhu paid even more attention, and I suddenly remembered that a similar situation was discovered half a month later in the ruins of an ancient ancestor on the top of a mountain.
Chapter completed!
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