Xiuxian is a dead end!

Chapter 142 Three Altars Kill Fathers! [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

"Little San, it's time to go."

this day.

Meng Xingzhe called out, and a stream of wind and fire burst out from the 'Changgu Ghost City', which was Meng Santan.

At this moment, she was exhausted, unwilling, and full of anger: "Brother——"

"Time is up."

"Let's go."

Meng Xingzhe said lightly.

My father insisted that the seventh day of the seventh day of the seventh month will be the day of the catastrophe, and today is the seventh day of the seventh month, and there are only two hours before the day of the day of the day of the day.

As for the second brother Meng Jian——

"Go through the calamity first and save your life before you can rescue Erlang."

"Don't get angry."

Seeing Santan's stubbornness, Meng Xingzhe looked serious.

He is different from Meng Jian.

Meng Jian has a very good relationship with Santan, and the two can talk about it, and they love each other even more.

Meng Xingzhe was less familiar and stricter, he was not very used to Meng Santan, when he was a child, Santan was not afraid of his second brother but his elder brother.

At this time.

Seeing the elder brother's stern tone, Meng Santan pursed his lips to hold back his tears and fear, turned his head to look at 'Changgu Ghost Town' and whispered: "I will find my second brother soon."

soon!

soon!

From the moment when Shenjinhuo burned a brick in the ghost city for the first time 12 years ago, Meng Xingzhe also thought that Meng Jian would be rescued soon.

But 12 years have passed, and it has never been found.

Too hard too hard!

Wangshan ran to death!
Now for the last two hours, Meng Xingzhe didn't count on it. He shook his head, grabbed Meng Santan's arm, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

Then step on the ground, there is a door on the ground, and when the ground shrinks to an inch, I climb up the steps and come to the outside of the 'Sanshan Xiaotian Xingzhen'.

"Fellow traveler."

Inside and outside the formation, five Taoist foundations, including Patriarch Chiqi and Patriarch Zhenju, appeared together.

After a lapse of one month, they are still here and have not left.

Apparently, they didn't take Meng Nan's words too seriously, and they thought similarly to Meng Santan and Meng Xingzhe, they all felt that 'the ghost town will be found out soon and the secrets', so none of them were willing to walk away at this moment.

Even then—

"Five fellow Taoists, I have helped each other these years. Doom is approaching, and Santan and I are going to 'Qingle Immortal City' to avoid disaster. My father's predictions are never wrong. Don't believe me, let's leave quickly. "

In the past 18 years, Chiqi Patriarch and other five people have done their duty and contributed a lot. At this time, Meng Xingzhe is willing to persuade him a little more, which can be regarded as repayment.

But for this kind of thing, a word of persuasion is fine, but if the other party doesn't believe it, there is no way to force it.

Obviously, the five people in front of them listened carefully, but they didn't intend to leave.

"hold on."

"Perhaps the brothers and sisters of the Meng family have discovered something. This is to deceive me, so that the Meng family can fight back and get all the secrets."

"I can't go now."

Patriarch Chiqi is well-read and smart.

The old gods are here and never leave.

He thought to himself that even if the catastrophe really came, he would still have the strength to protect himself with the 'Mountain Whip' in his hand and the 'Three Mountains Small Heavenly Punishment Formation' on his head, and it would not be a problem to rush back to a fairy city.

So don't go.

The rest of the people are all immortal masters, who doesn't have some skills?

Art masters are bold!
It's them.

The five looked at each other, and none of them was willing to leave first.

Patriarch Chiqi even said loudly to Meng Xingzhe: "Seeing that the ghost city is about to be destroyed, we evacuate at this time, and when we come back, people may have to go to the empty building."

He doesn't go.

"I dare not disobey my father's order."

"Since that's the case, Xingzhe and sister-in-law will take their leave first."

How could Meng Xingzhe not know what these people were thinking, he sighed, and strode away with Meng Santan.

"Thaumaturgy—"

"The door!"

The ancestor of Zhenju watched the two brothers and sisters leave, and watched Meng Xingzhe shrink into an inch, stepping hundreds of miles across the land with extreme speed, amazed and sighed for a while: "Meng Daoist Xu is really the reincarnation of a god and man, otherwise it will be the reincarnation of a god-man." Where can the three sages be born, where can such wonderful skills be obtained."

a time.

The ancestor of Zhenju was even a little shaken, willing to believe in Meng Nan.

He turned his head and glanced at the underground "Changgu Ghost City" that was still suppressed by the "Sanshan Xiaotian Xingzhen". In the chaos, there seemed to be a sky-swallowing evil beast lurking, eerie and terrifying.

With a thought in his heart, the 'Zhoutian Great Teleportation' has been secretly brewing——

"If this is really the cause of the catastrophe, and there is a slight difference in the future, I will move to take refuge."

"It should be fine."

Thinking of this, I feel at ease.

But among them, Patriarch Xia Yuan from the Dragon Slaying Sect, who has always been rational and calm, listened to the persuasion of Meng Nan and Meng Xingzhe, father and son, and was finally persuaded, thinking: "There are Chi Qi and others squatting here , It is expected that Jiuyaozong will not be able to make a moth, so I will hold my hand and go back."

One thought.

Patriarch Xia Yuan immediately bid farewell and left.

"Ah!"

The Vajra Patriarch from Zhaixingzong smiled heartily upon seeing this.

He is very smart and full of self-confidence. He glanced at the god's ember cauldron that had been burning for 18 years under the ghost city, and smiled in his heart: "If the catastrophe is really coming soon, how can this treasure cauldron not be taken away!"

And don't forget, Meng Xingzhe has a 'second incarnation'.

Leaving at this time may not necessarily mean really leaving.

I'm afraid it's just a blindfold.

It is clearly a conspiracy to persuade them to leave.

Or, even the Meng family is not sure whether the doom will really come.

In this case--

what to go?
No hurries?
Grandmaster Vajra chuckled.

In the midst of—

Patriarch Chiqi, Patriarch Zhenju, and Patriarch Vajra are as immovable as mountains.

Fairy Xiaofu hesitated, but also stayed.

Only Patriarch Xia Yuan left alone.

The scene was weird and disturbing, and finally calmed down.

……

"Father, I left the Divine Ember Cauldron under the ghost city. It is useless to leave the Baoding Cauldron in this Tribulation-Crossing Immortal City. It is better to put it there first, so as not to fail."

Meng Xingzhe grabbed Meng Santan and came to Qingle Xiancheng. When he saw Meng Nan, he immediately informed him about it.

After all, this treasure tripod belonged to Meng Nan, and if he handled it like this, the treasure might be lost, so he had to explain.

But in fact, in Meng Xingzhe's heart, a mere treasure outside his body is far less important than the life and safety of his second brother Meng Jian.

Lost and lost.

Even not only the treasured tripod, but another 'Second Incarnation' and 'Nine Heavens Divine Body' that he has refined in the past 18 years of painstaking training, is also under the ghost city, holding the Baoding tripod and still exerting its strength.

Not afraid of life and death.

Meng Nan glanced at Xing Zhe, shook his head and said, "It's just a magic weapon, don't worry about it."

He doesn't care either.

It's just that after this catastrophe, whether Erlang Mengjian will live or die is really unpredictable.

"Ugh!"

Meng Nan sighed.

Zhao Xiaoshuang glanced at the elder son and the younger daughter, felt pain in his heart, and thought of Erlang's sympathy.

Meng Santan clenched his fists and remained silent.

Meng Xingzhe was in a trance, because most of his energy was still in the god ember cauldron under the ghost town.

that's it.

A family of five, four people gather.

Wait for the storm to come.

……

Two hours is just a flick of a finger.

"coming."

Counting the time, Meng Nan imagined Patriarch Chiqi, one of the four foundations who stood firm in Changgu Ghost City.

In the moment before the moment of calamity in the previous life——

hum~
The deprivation was successful!

Chiqi is dead!

It seemed that in just one breath, without warning or warning, Patriarch Chiqi died suddenly on the spot.

Meng Nan quickly [deprived], and deprived him of the [Taihao True Fire] that he had cultivated for many years.

Esoteric level.

Perfect level.

This is the first time that Meng Nan has obtained the secret Consummation Level True Fire. With this help in the future, his practice will definitely be easier.

But this is not the time to celebrate.

Meng Nan quickly switched targets again——

The thought turned.

Visualize Patriarch Zhenju, Fairy Xiaofu, Patriarch Vajra.

But they were all empty, as if they had all fallen.

"red lotus!"

Then go to visualize the Patriarch Honglian who should have entered the fairy city in the Zhaixingzong. This time the visualization is successful, and the first stage of [Deprivation] is completed.

But then -

boom!
Like dew, like electricity, like dream bubbles.

The [Deprivation] that just completed the first stage quickly entered the second stage.

This means—

"Red Lotus is dead too!"

Meng Nan quickly snatched the secret [Red Lotus] from his perfect cultivation and replaced it with the [Taihao True Fire] that he had just obtained.

At this time.

I heard Meng Santan screaming from the side——

"Big brother!"

Meng Nan hurried to see.

Meng Xingzhe rolled his eyes, his body stiffened, and he fell down on the spot.

No more sound.

has died.

"Walker!"

Meng Nan only felt his mouth dry, and he couldn't stop visualizing, but [Deprivation] failed, which meant that Meng Xingzhe had indeed lost his life.

"Dokey!"

"Daoji dies first!"

"The higher the cultivation base, the faster you die!"

"The investigation by the 'Rescue Society' is correct!"

Meng Nan's thoughts turned.

All this is slow to say, but in fact it is only in the blink of an eye.

Logically speaking, the time has come, after Dao Ji, it should be Meng Nan and the others.

But it didn't.

The time of death in the previous life has passed, and besides Meng Xingzhe, he, Zhao Xiaoshuang, and Meng Santan are all fine.

"Is the fairy city really useful?"

"Have you carried it?"

Meng Nan's mind was quick to memorize, so he could only remember, and there was no time to sort it out in a hurry.

He could only continue to visualize——

Erlang Mengjian.

Disciple Ding Yuhe!
Disciple Huang Shixiong!
And earlier personally suppressed several qi training and true energy prisoners in the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

Visualize one by one to confirm life and death.

"Erlangsheng."

"Yuhe is dead."

"A lion is born."

"The prisoner of Qi training dies, the prisoner of true energy lives."

Meng Nan quickly glanced over. After confirming, he glanced at the real-time images of the multiple spaces of the 'Qingle Immortal City' in front of him.

Seeing this, Meng Nan's pupils shrank.

And then -

"puff!"

He only felt a pain in his heart, raised his head, and saw Meng Santan's eyes were red, his bloody hand pierced through his chest, crushing his heart and shattering his alchemy power.

Can't live!

"Husband!"

"Three altars!!"

As he was dying, Zhao Xiaoshuang's hoarse voice came from his ears.

Meng Nan tried his best to open his eyes, and took another look at the scenes inside the fairy city. Seeing the bloody storm, his eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes frightened, and sometimes happy.

Then go on.

He saw Meng Santan take out his hand and reach towards Zhao Xiaoshuang.

not yet fallen—

"Little Cream!"

Meng Nan's eyes went dark, and he lost his mind.

……

　Ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)