Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 380 Human sacrifice
All the people present, who can step into practice, are they fools?
As soon as the heavily pronounced 'force' fell, the three ascetics who were closest to the suzerain of Juling Mansion suddenly stopped and frowned.

"Sect Master, what do you mean by this?"

The other practitioners who were left behind also looked at the masked man who slowly turned around, "Let us all contribute? Isn't that why I waited here?"

"Didn't you hear that the word behind him has a strong bite? Hmph, with such a tone, there must be a plan in mind."

"Sect Master, is that what he said?"

The more than ten disciples of Juling Mansion around gradually dispersed, and the iron hook walked to stand beside the masked man, said something in a low voice, turned the pair of hooks in his hand, and walked towards the mountain forest.

At this time, the masked man also spoke, and arched his hands politely.

"I don't have any other intentions. Don't bother everyone. Since everyone is called, it is natural to work together to break the magic circle."

"Boss, this guy has bad intentions."

The fat Taoist was shrewd, even if the other party's tone suddenly softened, he became suspicious. Chen Yuan smiled and stroked his long beard: "It's nothing more than setting up a formation to extract the mana of these cultivators for my own use." , let’s see him continue, wait for him to remove the magic circle besieging the temple, and then meet with me.”

Just when everyone was doubtful, the masked man's words sounded again.

"However, the magic circle to be broken needs everyone's magic power. However, people's hearts are not in harmony. Whoever contributes more and who contributes less is difficult for us to see. When we enter the temple and see rare treasures, we will be more powerful than anyone else." It's too unfair to take too much, instead of that, I thought of a good idea when I got down."

The following words are almost a sentence.

"That is, gather everyone's mana with me."

The moment the word 'I' fell, the masked man suddenly raised his hand, and Mana yelled loudly: "Let's fight!"

In an instant.

The surrounding forests and roads were suddenly blurred in everyone's vision. The lush forests and moss-covered rocks disappeared in an instant. Instead, there was a mountain wall with a large amount of blood-drawn formations on it, facing this side.

On both sides of the mountain wall, incense was curled up. The two stood there, holding golden long swords and snow-white long spears. Each of them held a magic weapon and pushed it to the ground. The inscriptions on the outside of the magic circle lit up one by one. The flaming eyes suddenly shot out light, quickly enlarged and shrouded.

The Dharma Light came so fast, within half a breath, all the ascetics, whether they had recovered their senses or not, were trapped in it.

"This array was realized by the mystery in the cave, so don't worry, you only use your mana and cultivation, and don't hurt your lives."

The masked man's voice was calm, and to his comrades trapped in the formation, it was like watching a group of livestock being raised for slaughter.

"I know you are uneasy."

The female voice reprimanded Han Youniang, who was on the side of the crowd, with a 'buzz' in her hand. The magic sword was unsheathed, and the moment she took it away, she turned into a black shadow and rushed forward over everyone's heads like a feathered arrow.

The masked man raised his hand casually, and then opened it.

The mana-wrapped sword tip stopped less than half an inch from the palm of the master of Juling Mansion in the next moment, and the sword chanted lightly. a bit.

"You are still far behind, little girl. You are too tender than the sword-wielding people I have ever seen."

"what--"

Han Youniang didn't pay any attention to his words, she shouted violently, leaned her body sideways, and pushed the sword head away with her palm, the magic power wrapped around the sword body suddenly exploded, it was countless sword qi burst out, spreading vertically and horizontally in a fan shape.

tear up~~
The cloth on the masked man's arm was touched by a sword qi, split open, and the formation rippled in circles.It was the time when the formation was first formed, and all the cultivators also exerted their strength at this time, and they shot out the magic weapons in their hands one after another, bombarding the invisible formations around them.

"That won't work, hit one place!" After all, Qin Xu's family had some sharp eyesight. He pulled out the scorched black wooden sword in its sheath and pointed to a certain place: "Everyone, let's just hit one place!"

What he held in his hand was a magic sword formed by lightning strike wood, which had a miraculous effect of restraint against such an evil magic circle. He took the lead in wiping out a beam of sword light, and when the ripples spread, the cultivators facing other directions turned around .

However, Han Youniang over there was slapped away by the palm of the masked man, flew out, and fell into the crowd. With his arms around him, he dragged his dusty robe and walked outside the magic circle step by step.

The voice was not as gentle as before, but became forceful: "It's too late to cast spells in one place now. I expected that you people would not be united from the beginning."

After the words fell, he also walked out of the formation. At this moment, the formation carved on the mountain wall suddenly protruded forward, turning into a blood-red compass, covered with inscriptions and patterns of heavenly stems and earthly branches. The originally invisible Qi wall, It also turned into a red film visible to the naked eye and enveloped the surroundings.

"My magic weapon..."

Someone suddenly yelled, and the magic weapon in his hand shook violently, and the magic light flowing on it was fading rapidly, turning into strands of silk threads and flying to the red compass in front of the mountain wall.

In an instant, the magic weapons in everyone's hands began to fall, or directly turned into powder. The simply refined magic sword in Chen Yuan's waist couldn't bear it at this time, and it disintegrated directly, turning into a pile of iron filings.

"My sword!" Fat Taoist's mahogany sword also rotted and fell off. Although it is not a magic weapon forged, it has been used for many years, and it still has some emotions. Holding it away, what was caught was a pile of rotten wood residue.

Apart from the cold jade sword in Han Youniang's hand, the only ones present were the scorched black wooden sword from Qin Xu's family, and the ghost-head bell on Chen Yuan's waist.

"Why is this formation so familiar?"

Chen Yuan looked at the magic circle rotating on the mountain wall. The Nascent Soul Realm was a bit higher than this magic circle, and it couldn't affect him at all. That's why she looked at the magic circle leisurely, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt familiar.

Especially the mana-absorbing part.

'Could it be that this person followed us to the Devil's Lair?Then, in the past few years, when the original group of people dispersed and no one restrained them, they went down to the devil's lair alone and found out the method of Master? '

Chen Yuan didn't intend to help these cultivators. What he wanted was for the suzerain to remove the magic circle that trapped the Zhenjun temple. Naturally, he had to wait until he finished all this, and then pretended to lose his magic power.

At this time, the cultivators trapped in the magic circle no longer had the energy they had just now, and sat down on the ground in a slump, while strands of silk threads were flying out of their sky spirit caps to extend the compass.

Han Youniang leaned on the cold jade sword, squatting on the ground trembling all over, trying her best to control the loss of mana, but no matter what she did, there was no way to stop it.

"How brave!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout at the foot of the mountain, and it exploded in the ears of everyone present. Among the vigilant Juling Mansion disciples, some subconsciously looked behind them.

The next moment, his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and hit a tree trunk, causing the trembling branches and leaves to tremble.

A black shadow followed closely, and rushed straight to the compass in front of the mountain wall. There was a sound of "dang", the compass shook, and the flying black shadow fell to the ground, slamming into the soil, and the sword The rest of his body swayed from side to side, and then quickly turned into a wooden weapon.

The forest rustled in the wind, and a figure leaped down the tree cage. His beard and hair were all white, and his eyes seemed to be shining with divine light.

Qin Xujia raised his eyes and showed surprise: "Master?!"

"I have only been out of Liangya Mountain for less than two years, and I have encountered such a thing, and I have been so embarrassed, I have to work harder!"

The old man was dressed in Taoist robes, with one hand spreading out the hexagonal bronze mirror, and grabbing forward with the other, the mahogany sword rose from the ground and flew back into his hand.

Chen Yuan smiled, it was Feihe, one of the acquaintances.

However, much older.

(End of this chapter)