Tiannan, the main altar of Yuling Sect, somewhere in a secret room.

A middle-aged monk with a square face and a serious expression was anxiously waiting for something.

I don't know how long it took, but a ray of light suddenly shot out from the distance.

The middle-aged monk was shocked and subconsciously released a black dagger to block it in front of him, but then his consciousness swept away and he put away the magic weapon with some embarrassment.

The light fell in front of him, revealing an old man with a long beard wearing green clothes.

"Senior Brother Dong, have you found the Zhimu Spirit Baby?" As soon as he saw the old man's figure, the middle-aged monk impatiently stepped forward and asked anxiously.

Hearing this, the old man sighed helplessly.

The middle-aged monk turned pale, lowered his head, and let out a sigh:

"Well, it seems that Yunzhi is not so lucky."

"Junior Brother Han, there is nothing we can do about this. Who would have thought that the Zhimu Spirit Infant would actually escape at this time." The old man comforted him helplessly, reaching out and patting his shoulder.

"At this point, we can no longer delay it. We must activate the spare spirit infants immediately and let them merge with the five disciples in the shortest possible time. By then, our Yuling Sect will have five more elements.

The early infant monk, this

Only in this way can we have a chance to snatch the eighth-level dragon that can drive the evil-proof divine thunder from the hands of the old demon Hehuan. With the Five Elements Spirit Infant and the eighth-level dragon, we really have a chance to compete with the Hehuan Sect.

The position of the leader of the demonic path."

"Junior Brother Han, this is all for the sake of the overall situation, so just give the little girl some grievances."

When the middle-aged monk heard this, he could only sigh and nodded.

Seeing this, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, even if the Zhimu Spirit Infant was not lost, the old man did not intend to let the little girl named Han Yunzhi be the candidate for the fusion of the Spirit Infant. Instead, he planned to choose another person. After all, there are other problems with the fusion of the Five Elements Spirit Infant. If

It's okay for those Danjie monks who have no background or foundation, but if they really let themselves, the only descendant of Junior Brother Han, become the victim of the fused spirit infant, there is no guarantee that nothing will happen.

"Senior brother, how long will it take for the fusion of the Five Elements Spirit Infant?" the middle-aged monk asked with some worry.

The old man thought for a while, and his face gradually became a little ugly.

"Normally, it will take at least two years, but even if the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Demon Flame Sect help delay it, the Hehuan Old Demon cannot wait for us for so long. We can only use some quick methods."

"Junior Brother Han, please call all the candidates for spirit infant fusion. It's time for them to sacrifice themselves for the Yuling Sect."

Speaking of this, a trace of evil flashed in the old man's eyes.

The middle-aged monk's heart trembled, and he quickly bowed his head and said yes. He had some vague guesses in his heart, but he immediately pushed him back.

The old man nodded and slowly walked towards the secret room.

"Tell Wang Tiansheng that no matter what, we must delay the Hehuan Sect for half a year. After half a year, we will definitely send troops to help."

…

Half a year later, he went to Vietnam.

In a restaurant somewhere in the capital, a storyteller was telling stories with spitfire.

"It is said that the Monkey King held a golden cudgel and entered the Lingxiao Palace with a roar. On the left and right, all the civil and military immortals came into battle. This one held the Seven-Star Sword, and the other held the Yanyue Sword high."

"The Monkey King was really brave. He transformed into three heads and six arms. He held three golden hoops and flew up and down. No god or general in the Lingxiao Palace could stop him. He beat him until the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. The Jade Emperor was so frightened that he was scared to death.

He went under the table, stuck his head out and shouted..."

"Shh!"

Before the storyteller finished telling the story, he heard a burst of boos from the audience.

"This story is over a hundred years old, why are we still telling it? Is there anything new?" someone shouted loudly in the audience, and a crowd immediately responded.

"Yeah, let's talk about something new."

"Yes, yes, tell me something you haven't heard before."

"..."

The storyteller, who looked to be at least seventy years old, looked a little surprised, but then he looked down and smiled bitterly, as if he had expected it. He looked up again with a smile on his face, calm and composed.

"Okay! If that's the case, then today I will tell a story about a god who burned down the palace in anger, and gods and demons who fought for the sake of the common people!"

Upon hearing this, all the audience in the audience became excited.

For a time, there was a roar of applause.

The storyteller calmly stretched out his hand, cleared his throat, and said loudly:

"It is said that one day, a cowardly king and treacherous ministers gathered together. They said they were discussing national affairs, but what they actually did was to steal the country by buying officials, selling off titles, taking bribes and perverting the law, and skinning and scraping the grass. Just when these people were talking happily

At that time, I suddenly heard an explosion in the sky..."

Before the storyteller finished speaking, a deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

Everyone was stunned. Even the storyteller stayed where he was. He glanced at the sunny weather outside and suddenly felt confused.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic voice echoed in the sky.

"All mortals must gather in the eastern suburbs within an hour. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without mercy!"

As he said this, a huge black fireball suddenly fell from the sky and fell silently.

Everyone in the restaurant stared blankly at this scene until the sudden fireball swallowed them all up.

In an instant, half of DC, including this restaurant, was transformed into a sea of ​​black flames. Thousands of mortals were reduced to ashes by this black demonic fire without even a chance to beg for mercy.

Others tried to put out the fire, but no matter whether they poured water or lifted earth, it had no effect. Instead, it made the magic fire burn more violently. After a while, almost the entire East District was burned to the ground.

None of the civilians living inside could escape.

It was only now that the mortals in the capital seemed to realize what was going on, and they hurriedly dragged their families to the eastern suburbs outside the city.

The women were holding their children, and the men were carrying old people on their backs, and they rushed out of the city as if they were running for their lives. Some people also carried a few bags of luggage, but before they could run very far, they were pulled to the ground by the cumbersome luggage, and then

And was trapped in the panic of people.

Some children and the elderly fell at the end of the crowd, some were pulled up, and some were pushed to the ground. As pairs of feet stepped on them, they no longer lived.

An hour later, only a small half of the more than 100,000 people in the entire capital escaped from the capital.

In the sky, the red-haired old man sneered disdainfully, dropped a ball of hot fire and flew towards the capital. He turned around and asked Wang Tiansheng beside him:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you really sure that doing this can lure the man named Lu out?"

Wang Tiansheng smiled proudly and said: "Fellow Tianhuo Daoist, don't worry, our Ghost Spirit Sect has dealt with this person more than a hundred years ago. I can guarantee that he will definitely come out."

"Hahaha... That's good, otherwise so many mortals would be wasted. It's a pity. If only they could be captured and sacrificed to me with their souls..."

Halfway through his words, the red-haired old man suddenly stopped, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Right before his eyes, the huge fireball that was supposed to fall into the capital and turn the entire capital to the ground suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderclap sounded, and countless metal fragments flashing with blue electric light shot out, instantly blasting the entire fireball into the air.

The metal fragments flew back and turned into a small blue shield in the hands of a man in a green shirt.

The man was about twenty years old, with ordinary appearance and clear eyes. He was staring at the two of them coldly.
Chapter completed!